All people crossing: beat Huang Tiandi violently at the beginning!

Small sample.

Sure enough, it was just a 14-year-old girl, Yazi, who was not very smart, and she fell into the trap instantly.

Zhao Yue'er's question caught Mu Chen's heart, and she immediately opened her mouth to speak.

"For me, the most important thing about being a master is to trust your subordinates. The so-called employing people is not suspicious, and doubting people is not, this is the master!"

"As long as someone can trust me unconditionally, in my opinion, he is a master."

"It's that simple?"

Zhao Yueer stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it.

"Yes! It's that simple!"

Mu Chen nodded.

"Don't you need any ability?"

"No need at all! If the master is capable, why do you need subordinates?"

Mu Chen said firmly: "For me, Huangtu's hegemony is nothing more than a snap of my fingers. The only thing I worry about is that the birds will run out of good bows, and the cunning rabbits will die."

"As long as I can meet a Ming Lord who trusts me unconditionally, I can worship under his account on the spot!~"

Mu Chen had a look of emotion on his face.

And this time.

Zhao Yueer's heartbeat accelerated.

trust?

What a simple and unpretentious request!

If he could be satisfied, wouldn't this general Wushuang be a member of his own village?

"hiss!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yueer no longer hesitated.

"Strong man, what do you think of me?"

"How about what?"

Mu Chen cast a suspicious glance at Zhao Yue'er.

"Be your lord! I promise, everything is at your command!"

"Oh?"

Mu Chen looked at the little girl in front of him with interest.

"There is no evidence for what you say, can you sign the paper?"

As soon as Mu Chen finished speaking, the sound of the game system sounded in Zhao Yueer's ears...

"General Pan Feng proposed to sign an unconditional trust contract with you. Once the contract is signed, you will lose your political and military autonomy. At the same time, this contract cannot be unbound. Please read the content of the contract carefully and decide whether to sign it."

"Sign!"

Zhao Yue'er didn't even look at it, so excited she clicked to sign directly.

A white light flashed between the two, and a power of contract had been formed.

"The last general Pan Feng! Meet the lord!"

Mu Chen bowed immediately.

Zhao Yueer was overjoyed, but at the same time felt unreal.

General Wushuang was taken down by himself just like that?

In a blink of an eye, several hours passed.

The villagers gradually got in place, and under the arrangement of Mu Chen, the construction of the small village started...

......

In a blink of an eye, a day has passed...

Zhao Yueer is also preparing to go offline to rest.

"General Pan, I will leave everything here to you!"

Mu Chen immediately patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, my lord, you can rest assured that I'm here!"

And just when Zhao Yueer was about to go offline, the sound of the game system rang in her ears...

"Dear players, the game has been on the server for 24 hours, and the first stage of the plot is about to start: the Yellow Turban Rebellion."

"Please pay attention to all players, Jianzhen will be harassed by the Yellow Turban Army during the opening of the copy of the Yellow Turban Rebellion."

As soon as the news came out.

In an instant, the whole 'Battle for Hegemony' exploded.

In the world channel, the players have already discussed it.

"Fuck! This plot is moving so fast!"

"During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Jianzhen will be harassed, which means Jianzhen will have to accept siege warfare?"

"Don't panic. I looked at the resource data. The resource requirements for upgrading from a village to a town are ten times that of building a village. Even if you work day and night, it will probably take ten days."

"What will happen if you fail to defend the city? Couldn't the whole village be gone?"

"Isn't it? I feel that it may be ransacked by the Yellow Turban Army, and the loss of a large amount of resources should be a high probability event."

"......"

And when the entire game channel was discussing hotly, Zhao Yue'er, who was just about to go offline, also quickly opened the village's political center panel.

Name: Crescent Moon Village

Wood: 121/1000

Stone: 134/1000

Grain: 87/1000

Population: 11/100

Looking at the attribute panel of the village in front of him, Zhao Yueer heaved a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, as they said on the World Channel, the resources needed to upgrade from a village to a town are massive, and it is impossible to achieve it in a short period of time.

The village is safe from attack!

And even if it is really attacked, isn't there still...

Zhao Yue'er glanced at the burly Mu Chen in front of her, and she was determined.

I have General Pan Feng, who can beat me?

Zhao Yueer quit the game contentedly, and went offline to rest.

Her background on Earth is not bad, she has a group company in her family, she doesn't make much money but can still achieve a small goal a year.

After the time travel, her family's conditions in Blue Star were still not bad. Although her parents were away from home all year round because of business, there was a team of babysitters at home so they wouldn't be hungry.

.....

Just when Zhao Yueer went offline to eat.

in the game.

Mu Chen also learned about the Yellow Turban Uprising.

As an npc, these news are naturally notified by the game system, and the relevant data cards are transmitted to the mind.

under the sunset.

Watching the night that is coming.

Looking at the property panel of the village, Mu Chen frowned...

"The Yellow Turban Rebellion?"

"If I remember correctly, the Yellow Turban Rebellion first started in Jizhou, right?"

"Above the village level will be harassed?"

"Wouldn't it be that when Crescent Moon Village was upgraded to Crescent Town, it would be besieged by the Yellow Turban Army? If you were lucky, you almost met the ruthless people in the Yellow Turban Army..."

The village is not safe!

Mu Chen muttered to himself until the end, and raised his brows, feeling something was wrong.

If he was just Pan Feng, then in the face of such a situation, he would have no choice but to defend the city in order to succeed in building the town.

But now...

.......

The bright moonlight reflected in the sky.

In the land of Kyushu, every village is working hard to develop.

Players have absolutely no resistance to the almost 100% realistic game of Hegemony, and everyone is desperately developing and accumulating resources.

Working with the villagers online will greatly improve the work efficiency of the villagers. If the village chief goes offline, the development of the village will basically stagnate.

So everyone is working hard to build.

And at the same time.

Crescent Village.

After the village chief Zhao Yueer went offline, under Mu Chen's command, everyone had a clear division of labor, and they could still start working normally.

Rest when you are tired, and continue to work after rest. After all, building a village is also the common appeal of villagers.

Time flies, and the night is dark.

Everyone also fell asleep.

Mu Chen was alone, riding a horse, holding an ax, and entered the boundless night...

.......

Jizhou.

The place where the Yellow Turban Army is stationed.

One hundred thousand troops Chen Bing here.

Those stationed here are not ordinary Yellow Turban Army, but the real elite of the Yellow Turban Army, the Yellow Turban Warriors!

Looking around, the force value is extremely good.

On the watchtower.

Two yellow turban wrestlers are attentively observing the enemy's situation.

"You see what that is?"

"Ok?"

The two looked at one place in unison.

In the east, in the distance, there is a figure coming towards the camp against the moonlight...

"Enemy attack?"

"Fart! Have you ever seen a single person attack an army of [-]?"

"Could that be elaborate work?"

"Shouldn't it? This swaggering, doesn't seem like careful work."

"That...."

"Don't do that, send the signal first! Whoever he is!"

On the watchtower, the torches were lit.

In an instant, the barracks of the [-] troops were as bright as day.