Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Under the west city gate of Inadli, a burly bald man dressed as a high-class waiter stood on the side of the road, looking up at the noisy crowd in the mules and horses market square outside the city gate.

The sky was getting dark, and the villagers who were driving out of the city and the citizens entering the city were queuing up to pass through the city gate. Such boiling voices did not suppress the crying from the other side.

A decent man with a servant on a horse, who seemed to be returning from hunting in a manor outside the city, looked towards the mule and horse market, and raised his chin to the soldiers guarding the city: "What's going on over there?"

The guards at the city gate glanced at the carriage driven by this respectable gentleman's servant, saw the aristocratic family crest clearly on the carriage, and bowed respectfully: "It's the city defense army who is exiling disobedient soldiers, sir."

"Oh?" The decent man raised his eyebrows, stopped the horse, and looked towards the mules and horses market square again with great interest.

A few seconds later, the guards at the city gate heard the respectable man muttering "Forget it, it's not necessary", flicked off his horsewhip, and beat the horse into the city.

The civilians who were crowding in and out of the city consciously made way for this respectable gentleman who looked noble at first glance.

Ben watched this scene quietly, turned around and entered the city.

Ben is also from the Rhineland, and he still worked for the previous owner in Westham for several years, so he naturally understands why the distinguished nobleman said "forget it" with regret—a young soldier dismissed from the city defense army , Spend a little money to recruit and go is a ready-made hospital thug.

But these soldiers were severely punished by "exile" by the Bartles family, and the cost of recruiting them became higher... They are just civilians with force and clean background (children from good families), why bother? To offend the Bartles family.

The West City Gate is a bit far from Plant Avenue, and Ben walked briskly for half an hour before returning to No. 063 Plant Avenue.

Hearing the news of Ban Dai's return, Zhao Zhenzhen couldn't help but smile: "This is really... no manpower, no labor, the enemy sent it to us."

The teenager Brook laughed out loud, and Ben, the former brothel thug with a fierce face, couldn't help grinning.

How short of manpower Westam is, even the soldiers who have "served their sentences" there can clearly see it, let alone Brook and Ben "in the system".

"Let's hurry up and finish the task here, so let's go back and help." Zhao Zhenzhen looked at Brooke, "Xiao Bu, is there any news about your companions?"

Young Brook got excited when he mentioned this, nodded vigorously and said: "Yes! The few people the owner of the Oak Bar saw last week are my companions. I heard that they took a mission and left the city. I will ask the people in Bar Street Keep an eye on their whereabouts for me, as soon as they return to that street, someone will come and tell me."

"Very good." Zhao Zhenzhen nodded with a smile, and said, "The lady Vivienne you hired to help this time is a nice person, you can do her work when the time is right."

"Alright Sister Zhao, leave it to me!" Brooke slapped his chest.

Zhao Zhenzhen likes energetic young people, so she gave Brook a thumbs up appreciatively...

The three of them were sitting in this secret conversation, when suddenly there was the sound of bones colliding in the "makeup artist's preparation room" next door.

"Huh, why is there no one?" Soon, a player came out from the preparation room, two black skull eyes glanced at the three sitting and talking, naturally skipping over the two human NPCs, and their eyes stopped on Zhao Zhenzhen , "Sister Zhao, where are the others?"

"What time is it now, of course I went to earn extra money with Vivienne." Zhao Zhenzhen said.

"I'm late again?" Miaobi Shenghua's eyes widened, "Why is this, I want to go too, can't I wait for everyone to arrive before leaving?"

"You, cure your procrastination." Zhao Zhenzhen glared at Miaobi Shenghua reproachfully, and said to Ban, "Ban, you have to work hard."

"Okay." Ben got up quickly, went into the utility room, and pulled out a trolley.

"Thank you, Sister Zhao!" Miaobi Shenghua laughed and picked up the magic robe he had just put on and jumped into the trolley, lying down skillfully, and pulled the tarpaulin onto himself.

Players with make-up skill points help middle-class women make up during the day, and one make-up is equal to 50 points of Undead Merchant Guild prestige, which is very profitable...

It was dark in the "game", and the photo studio was closed, but the players still had to continue to log in. It was impossible for them to stop playing the game when it was dark in the "game", so Zhao Zhenzhen came up with another way—to let Vivienne takes the player out and puts make-up on the townspeople who live the night.

This kind of makeup has no reputation rewards, but it can earn "NPC" currency; this kind of money cannot be used to buy equipment and materials produced by the "system", but can be used to buy "NPC" things... It can be regarded as a happy ending.

The class who took care of all the hard work sent away the late wonderful pens, Zhao Zhenzhen checked the time, told Brooke to keep an eye on the store door, then put on his cloak and went out alone.

Unless there is an accident or a special period in a big city like Inadoli, curfew will not generally be enforced, but at night, there are still no people on the street - [-]% of the streets in the entire city have no street lights, and the sky is full of people. When it gets dark, the citizens are naturally more willing to stay at home.

Zhao Zhenzhen walked out of Plant Avenue under the heavy night light, turned into the nearby civilian area, walked along the low-rise single-storey shanty houses for about ten minutes, and arrived near the Liberty Market on St. Joseph Avenue.

St. Joseph Avenue is one of the few street-lit areas in the city except for the wealthy area. At night, the whole street is very lively—a red-light district full of clubs, where wandering warblers, small vendors, hooligans, mercenaries, and homeless people gather The free market and hotels and hotels are concentrated in the block, which has a bit of the nightlife of the Chinese city in the 90s of the last century.

Zhao Zhenzhen stopped outside the Liberty Market, where the street lights couldn't reach her, looked left and right to see if there was no one around, lifted a wooden sewer manhole cover with her waist, and jumped into it nimbly.

The territory of Innadali is covered with water networks, and in contrast to the abundant water resources, there are floods and floods—except for Westham, which is close to the higher terrain of the Sorensen Mountains, other territories will inevitably be flooded every few years. Water hits once.

In Zhao Zhenzhen’s opinion, the greatest political achievement of the Bartles family’s rule over Innadali for more than a hundred years is the relatively complete underground drainage system under the city’s main blocks—especially San Jose, which is the lowest in the city. The sewer below the street, if there is no risk of flooding, can be used to convert it into a subway tunnel.

But... In the eyes of Zhao Zhenzhen, a native of Earth, the St. Joseph Avenue Sewer, which is a ruler's achievements and worthy of special mention, has little "reputation" among the local citizens, and it is even very taboo, living without a fixed place Of the homeless people would not choose to live here.

The reason is also very simple, there are too many wonderful things in this world...

Zhao Zhenzhen climbed into the tunnel-like sewer along the iron ladder on the side, and after a short walk along the aisle on the side for people to pass through, she saw unusually dense water bubbles emerging from the dark sewage, and there was also the faint roar of a large beast. sounded.

Zhao Zhenzhen turned her head to look at the strange water area, and without saying a word... ran away.

The light body of the undead is very powerful, in just a few seconds, Zhao Zhenzhen ran [-] meters away, and turned into another curved sewer.

The dull snoring lasted for about ten seconds before gradually returning to silence.

On the other side, Zhao Zhenzhen walked out of the curved curve, walked another few tens of meters, and came to a platform that looked like a subway platform.

This should be a platform for plumbing maintenance workers to put equipment and rest. There are a lot of messy debris, as well as a few piles of bones covered with T-shirts or fish scales...

Zhao Zhenzhen looked at the number of piles of bones, muttered, "Have you started work yet?", then walked across the platform and continued to go deeper.

In the sewer less than 50 meters away from the platform, Zhao Zhenzhen found her target - players without makeup skills.

A dozen or so players were divided into two groups, armed with weapons, and were confronting strangely shaped dark black dirt on the wall of a pipe.

Seeing Zhao Zhenzhen, some players raised their hands and said, "Sister Zhao is here!"

"Yeah." Zhao Zhenzhen nodded and walked over quickly, "What are you doing?"

The phantom holding a thick wooden staff and standing behind the crowd raised his voice and said excitedly: "We found that ghost thing that always makes trouble for us, Sister Zhao, who just comes and goes without a trace, always trying to get us The thing you pushed into the dirty water!"

"Oh?!" Zhao Zhenzhen looked at the two groups of players surrounded by the wall in surprise, paused for a moment, pointed at the dirt on the wall and said, "Wait, it can't be that thing?"

"That's it, you can't go wrong!" Sang Yeluo, a girl who played warriors, stood in the front row wearing Qin Guan's top equipment, nodded seriously, and said, "Several of us have seen this piece of dirt before. This stuff sometimes disappears, and we thought it was a mistake in the texture in the game. Later, we found out that when there is this dirt on the wall, when we spawn monsters, there is nothing to disturb. Something is messing up!"

Zhao Zhenzhen: "..."

"I just don't know how to kill this ghost." Yang Ying, who was also standing in the front row, slashed at the wall a few times irritatedly with a knife. "Look, Sister Zhao, it's useless! It's so annoying!"

As a semi-professional player, Yang Ying's equipment is definitely not comparable to that of Qin Guan and the orange cat, but it has also been updated. The weapon in his hand is no longer a blank steel knife, but bought from the Undead Chamber of Commerce. , A fine broadsword enchanted with sharpness.

With a few knives she slashed, the dirt on the wall was cut into a few obvious white marks, but it was only during the time of speaking, these white marks turned dark black again under everyone's noses.

Zhao Zhenzhen: "..."

Zhao Zhenzhen, a materialist warrior, swallowed involuntarily.

Just...sometimes, it's actually a good thing to not know that this world is real, and just treat everything that happens here as a game...