Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Before Yang Qiu returned to Earth, Wagner was still asking his soldiers to put their fingerprints on the contract.

Mia came out of the hall in a hurry, and was a little surprised to find more and more undead in the town hall compound.

In Westham, she can also be regarded as the "veteran" of the "Talantan family"... Except for Mr. Rex, Hal and others, she is the most familiar with and understands these Tarantan undead.

From Mia's point of view, the undead of Tarantan are not only not hideous, but they still exist to make her feel at ease.

They are the most fair creatures Mia has ever seen, even if they are only asked to help mend clothes, they will be paid with candy; they are also the most just creatures Mia has ever seen, and her colleagues can stand confidently again In the sun, all because they destroyed the old order in Westem.

"The last time the undead appeared here in large numbers was when Mr. Pete was captured. Has another enemy come to Westham?" Mia smiled friendlyly at the undead who "looked" at her, thinking in her heart with.

She is not afraid of these undead at all, and she firmly believes that these undead are fighting to protect civilians like her.

"The NPCs in our exile town are caring, unlike the NPCs here, who are cold and have no good looks." The players also waved their hands to Mia happily.

During the second expedition mission, the players confirmed that human civilian NPCs would not issue missions (many players complained that the mission announcement was faked at that time), so no one came to bother Mia and others who were shown as civilians under the identification technique The men and women clerks of the...

Mia seemed to gain strength from the friendly responses of the undead. After leaving the town hall, she lifted her skirt and strode towards the main road in the town.

The Hal brothers returned to work on the main road in the town after finishing their work in the militia. Because all the undead suddenly ran away, they got together to chat their teeth in boredom.

Seeing Mia looking for her in a hurry, Hal got up and gave her a look, and found an excuse to get out of the hypermarket under renovation, pulled Mia aside and asked, "What did Yang say?"

"Mr. Lord said that there is no need to announce the person's crimes, just arrest him under the pretext of being reported in the past." Mia said firmly.

"Okay, let's arrest people now." Hal nodded, turned around to greet his brothers, suddenly thought of something, turned around, and told Mia sternly, "Don't tell anyone that I discovered this, do you understand?"

"It's about that lady's reputation, of course I won't tell the outside world." Mia promised quickly, and finally said in confusion: "Mr. Hal, isn't it a great thing that you discovered the secret illegal act? How come-"

"Shut up, ugly, don't worry about it!" Hal suddenly became fierce.

Mia quickly covered her mouth.

Hal gave Mia another threatening look before turning and leaving.

Mia patted her chest in fear... Howl is really scary!

"Hal, what's the matter?"

Hal was quite relaxed when he left, but when he came back, he had an angry expression on his face, and Tuttle's face suddenly became serious.

"It's nothing, Yang asked that ugly bastard to run errands and send a message that we should arrest someone." Hal said impatiently, "That bastard's ordering us is really endless."

Tuttle let out an "oh", and said indifferently: "Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle, let's go."

"It's just a small role, you don't need to go." Hal waved his hand irritably, "Jerome, come with me."

Tuttle didn't think much of it, and sat back again... There were a lot of tools lying around on the construction site they were in charge of, and it really required people to watch.

Hal led Jerome two places along the roadside renovation site, and found the target.

Jerome was still ignorant and didn't react, when Hal suddenly rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the crowd who were working, grabbed a thin male townsman by the shoulders, and threw him to the ground , big feet kick...

The temporary workers of the townspeople who were picking mud and plastering and pasting walls and tiles were all stunned.

The clerk in charge of the construction site was also stunned. He realized that he had kicked the poor thin man into a ball with his two big feet, and ran over in a panic: "What happened? Maxwell Mister El?"

"This guy has committed a crime, and I'm here to arrest him!" Hal raised his hand to prevent the clerk from approaching, then kicked hard before stopping, bent down and grabbed the thin man by the collar, lifting him like a chicken. Get up and hold it up to all the townspeople present, "Everyone can see clearly, this bastard is Jesse Tyromus, right? I didn't arrest the wrong person, did I?"

"Indeed, it is indeed Jesse." A townsman who seemed to be a relative said in shock and fear, "Sir, what did he do?"

Hal played his villainous nature, glared fiercely at Jesse who was lifted up and shouted: "You have committed a crime, you son of a bitch! Do you want me to tell you for you, or you should be honest?!"

Jessie was holding his collar up, his feet were lifted off the ground, he couldn't breathe smoothly, his face was reddened, and of course he couldn't utter a single word...

"How dare you speak hard when you are about to die!" Hal violently shook Jesse twice, causing the man's eyes to turn white, and even his relatives regretted talking too much...

The clerk with a question mark on his forehead was about to ask, but he saw Hal holding Jesse high again, and showing it to the townspeople present in a circle: "Look at the virtue of this bastard, you can see it clearly! There is a kind of crime You can continue, just be careful not to be discovered by others! Once discovered, there will be no good end for this uncle!"

The clerk shut his mouth.

Hal is the worst-tempered and irritable one in the "Talentine family". Since Hal has made it clear that he does not want to announce the crimes of this person, there is no need for the clerk to talk too much.

The townspeople were almost dying of curiosity about what happened to Jesse, but a villain like Hal really didn't seem like a person who could inquire about things... Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to speak again.

It didn’t count that Hal had finished showing at this construction site, and continued to carry the unlucky Jesse whose face was turning pale, and ran the construction site of the entire town avenue; when he stepped in, he yelled Jesse Taylor The man James was stabbed for committing a crime, and he was about to be imprisoned in the militia, so that the townspeople could learn from him.

Jerome ran behind with a dazed look the whole time, completely ignorant of Hal's madness.

After running the whole street, Hal threw Jesse, who was dying, to Jerome in disgust: "Take him to the militia, and let Pansy give this guy some trouble."

"Uh... Hal, what the hell did this man do?" Jerome asked bravely.

"How do I know? If you want to know, ask Yang yourself!" Hal stared.

Without saying a word, Jerome pinched Jesse under his arm and ran away.

"Troublesome!" Hal snorted, and then swaggered back.

When he passed by a certain construction site, a woman wearing a linen apron with plaster on her hands and body looked at him eagerly, hesitating to speak.

Hal didn't seem to see her, striding past her with a villainous face.

After Hal walked a long way, the woman lowered her head and bowed slightly.

People at various construction sites whispered about Jesse Tyromus. In front of the townspeople, Jesse was an inconspicuous, taciturn, and honest man. Everyone wondered how such an honest Jesse could provoke something happened.

Not long after, a large number of undead walked through the middle of the town with swords, quickly diverting the attention of the townspeople. Everyone quickly forgot about the humble Jesse, and guessed what these undead were going to do...

Wagner Peet was unaware of the incident on Town Avenue.

After getting the Rhododendron badge, he found that he could understand the language of the undead. He tried to organize the undead and set off like a serious march; The undead herded sheep at once, running all over the mountains and plains...

Wagner led his soldiers, looked at the undead running everywhere with a blank face, and raised his hand to his forehead.

"Let it go, let it go."

The two undeads ran over from behind, unscrupulously passed through the soldiers maintaining the formation, and chatted while running: "I have to go offline when the meeting is up, please help me."

"What are you going to do?"

"Go take a roll call, there are too many skipped classes this semester..."

Wagner silently looked at the two undead who passed between them.

It took him less than half an hour to understand the language of the undead, and he heard the undead say the word "offline" several times.

Although he understands that his curiosity about dark creatures can easily lead him into a pit, he still can't help wondering what this "offline" means—especially after the "offline" is often revealed in the conversations of these undead. They seem to have another form of life.

Could it be that these undead lived like ordinary creatures in an unknown demon world when they were not summoned by Yang to the material world?

Could it be that this unknown demon world is a world that only belongs to the undead with various laws and orders like the material world?

Wagner felt a dull pain in the nerves on his forehead...

He was really curious, but he was also afraid that knowing more would put him in a dangerous situation - the knowledge of the demon world related to chaos is not something that anyone can get away with if he touches it!

Wagner has heard of such things as falling into madness just by knowing the real name of a certain demon god!

"This is a test." Wagner said to himself in his heart, and decided to ignore the incomprehensible words and deeds of these undead, and just do his own thing - bring the undead to Lakeside Village, launch an attack, and try to capture the members of the mercenary group alive , to fight for freedom for his soldiers as much as possible.

Wagner is not worried about whether he can take down the enemy...

With the immortality of these undead, not to mention the mercenary group, even the Kenyan knights stationed in the city of Innadali who are showing off their might can't please them-people will get tired, but the undead will not!

Just when Wagner was secretly lucky... the two undead trotting together in front of him, one of them suddenly ran away and scattered.

The skeletons were scattered all over the place, fish scale armor, steel knives, pockets, knapsacks and other things smashed the scattered bones.

Wagner: "??"

soldiers:"??"

"Damn? The helmet was taken off again?" The companion of the scattered undead seemed to be used to it, muttered, and then squatted down...to gather the scattered bones.

Wagner, who was only less than 20 meters behind the two undead, looked dull.

What the hell is going on here? ?

Aren't the undead immortal?He has clearly experienced it himself!

He used to think that Yang had an army of countless undead, but later he heard from Mr. Lowell that Yang only had more than three hundred undead... It was actually the same group of undead that tortured him and his soldiers back then.

What does it mean to have your helmet removed?The undead who fell apart didn't wear a helmet at all? !

Wagner was doubting his life, but he saw that the bones scattered on the ground suddenly moved by themselves. The broken finger bones were put together into a palm, and the slender arm bones floated to the joint of the palm. In just a few seconds, they were reassembled into a moving body. The talking skeleton form comes...

"My stupid roommate took off my helmet again!" The undead who formed the shape cursed, picked up the clothes and equipment on the ground and put them on his body, "It's none of my business whether I'm late or not, this idiot is just jealous that I have an account and he doesn't I'm fucked, this guy doesn't even think about who laughed at me for paying the IQ tax!"

"Forget about moving out of the dormitory. It's good to just take off the helmet. If the helmet is stolen and smashed for you, you have no place to cry." The companion of the undead said so.

"I've negotiated a joint lease with someone, and I'll move next month." The undead, who had fallen apart once, put his backpack on his back, and continued to trot on the road with his companions, "The senior who is looking for me to share the rent wants to engage in self-media, and asked me to record the video in the game. If the material is popular, the profit will be split in half..."

"Hey, you want to be an anchor like the vanilla boss? Then why don't you edit the video yourself and cooperate with others?"

"Hey, besides going to class, I play games every day. I don't have the time to edit videos. If the [-]-hour login limit is not used up, I will lose money..."

Wagner silently stared at the two undead running away for a while, took off the azalea badge on his chest, and put it in his pocket.

I can't continue to listen to these guys' conversations anymore, and if I listen to him again, I can't help but fall into it.

The geographical location of Hupan Village is relatively remote, more than 20 kilometers away from the town, and more than half of them are mountain roads.

It would take at least one day for ordinary people to travel this distance, and it would not take so long for well-trained city defense soldiers... Heavy armored cavalry requires physical strength. A. All the staff went into battle lightly, and the sky had just turned dark when Wagner and others rushed to the scheduled meeting place - the woods on the north side of Horseshoe Lake.

After arriving at the place... Wagner didn't have time to catch his breath, and felt the nerves on his forehead ache again... None of the undead who had thrown them away long ago and ran so that they couldn't even see their shadows arrived!

Inside and outside the large forest that grows wildly, there is not even a shadow of an undead!

"These undead bastards--have a powerful arm to help a ghost! Do they really know how to obey orders?? Can they really accept domination?!" Wagner cursed inwardly.

On the surface, Wagner could not show any wavering, and calmly ordered the soldiers to clear out the temporary camp and prepare dinner on the spot...

As the sky was getting darker, Wagner was taking the lead in gnawing dry food (in fact, dry food is convenient to face expired luncheon meat), when he suddenly heard dense "chacha" sounds.

He raised his head in astonishment... and found that the undead who had arrived late were swaggering into the woods at the assembly point.

These undead still have no formation at all, so disorganized that any commander would explode in place... But that's not the worst part.

The most frightening thing is that these undead came from the south of the woods.

Going south from the woods is Horseshoe Lake, and the shore of Horseshoe Lake is Lakeside Village.

In other words... These bastards who are only willing to gather until now are coming from the direction of Lakeside Village.

Wagner swallowed hard the dry food in his mouth, and took out the azalea badge with slightly trembling hands...

"This village is so poor that it is realistic, and it feels almost like the indigenous people in African documentaries."

"That's right, I made a round wall out of mud and covered it with thatch to live in it as a house. From a distance, I thought it was a straw stack in my hometown."

"It's very easy to distinguish which ones are enemies and which ones are friendly forces. Those with flesh on their faces are all enemies."

"It's quite strange that the famous red monster won't take the initiative to attack people before the battle time."

"I think it's because of our large number of people. At first, I saw that the weapons of the famous red monsters were drawn..."

Wagner listened to the unscrupulous conversation of these undead to such an extent that even if he didn't think about it carefully, it was enough to make him vomit blood-these bastards actually went to the lakeside village where they wanted to attack at night! !

O gods, what is the purpose of them traveling lightly and hastily! !

Wagner swallowed the old blood rushing to his throat with great difficulty. He couldn't collapse. No matter what, he had to try his best to fight for freedom for his soldiers...

The players entered the woods noisily, seeing these friendly NPCs squatting on the spot and eating dry food, each of them was very dissatisfied:

"It's fine if you're too slow on the road, but you have to eat first when the battle is about to start?"

"Are these NPCs here to be a helper or a burden!"

Wagner couldn't hold back, and spat out a mouth full of old blood.