Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

At this point in time, it is dusk for the residents of the other world, but it is only morning for the players on the earth.

Today is a working day, and those who can be online at this time in the morning must be heavy players—such as those who run a studio, or freelancers like Yang Ying (Gold Fighting Party).

Yang Ying went online at nine o'clock, and when she came up, she looked at her friends list, and only Boss Orange was online.

The owner of Orange Cat went to play some kind of caravan operation mode. He originally invited Yang Ying, but Yang Ying couldn’t bear to give up the weekend event and didn’t go at all—now many players are looking for equipment entries, taking the boss to clear the business of enchanting It's great, every weekend Yang Ying can earn a few hundred dollars for living expenses, and if you're lucky, you can even make thousands, so you can't easily miss the appointment.

The friends are not online, so Yang Ying thought about it and decided to brush up life skills... She also practiced butcher with Feng Ou Hulu, but she was busy making money and didn't practice much. She is still a butcher apprentice.

Before Yang Ying walked to Life Lane, the online players who had reached the rank of first class soldier or above in the battlefield received a message from the system:

"[System Announcement] Soldiers fighting to protect Tarantan, Lieutenant Wagner Pete and Commander Ken need your help. Please rush to the town hall of the exile town to accept the combat mission as soon as possible."

"Combat mission!" Seeing this word, Yang Ying immediately forgot the skill of brushing butchers, and ran to the town hall.

The battlefield has been open for four or five days (Earth time), and there are quite a few PVP players who have reached the top ranks, and the group of PVP players often coincides with heavy players... When Yang Ying arrived at the town hall, dozens of people had already arrived up.

"Sister Ying is here too, this way!" Seeing Yang Ying, Miaobi Shenghua sent a team invitation.

"Huahua, you are all here." Yang Ying was still worried that her friends would not be able to log in and place orders by herself, so she happily leaned over.

"Sister Ying, have you also received the task?" asked me to take the medicine.

Giving me medicine is older than Yang Ying, but everyone calls her sister Ying (including Miaobi Shenghua, who is also older than Yang Ying), so he follows the trend.

"Ah, yes?" Yang Ying didn't understand, "Otherwise I wouldn't have come here."

"Look, I've said it all. It's a mission that only the rank of first-class soldier can receive." Qin Guan said, "I told you earlier that there are definitely benefits to getting higher ranks, so you don't want to go to the battlefield."

"I didn't say that I wouldn't brush it, and I'll come to the battlefield after clearing the poisonous mist swamp... Isn't it just a few days away?"

"Okay, anyway, you can follow if you don't have any missions. At most, you won't get the reputation rewarded by the system. It's nothing."

Give me the medicine and nod again and again—combat missions, even if there is no reputation reward, you still have to go!

While they were talking here, Mingfeng from Brother Lahong squeezed through the crowd and walked over: "Xiangcao, Brother Yao, Huahua, let's discuss something."

"What's the matter?" Qin Guan asked unexpectedly.

"My idea is, should we merge into one regiment." Mingfeng said honestly, "I have done combat missions a few times, and the enemies are quite difficult to deal with every time. I think we should work together."

Qin Guan looked back at Miaobi Shenghua, saw Miaobi Shenghua nodding towards him, and said: "That's fine, who will take the head?"

"Of course it is—" Mingfeng looked at Yang Ying with a simple smile, turning his head left and right, "Hey, is the entropy not increasing?"

"It's still in class, today is Monday." Yang Ying said.

"Uh..." Ming Feng simply got stuck, and said, "Sister Ying, how about taking the team leader?"

"Eh, me?" Yang Ying was startled.

Miaobishenghua knew too well what Mingfeng Chunpu was worried about, and immediately said: "Yes, then Miss Ying will take the team leader, and all players who receive the task will join the team, and if they don't receive the task, they are willing to go together How about adding it too?"

The last two words, Miaobi Shenghua said while looking at Qin Guan.

Qin Guan also simply transferred the head of the regiment to Yang Ying on the spot...

In a large group of players cooperating, it doesn’t mean that whoever takes the leader has to listen to the command, but whoever takes the leader has the right to be a little willful, and make things uncomfortable for those who don’t like it... such as deliberately Dilly-dally not to pull some people into the group or something.

Both Qin Guan and Brother La Hong are good bosses, but they also have the small problem of making troubles when their temper comes up. The most important thing is that there will inevitably be people around these two who make troubles regardless of the occasion and run everyone on stage. Guys who can't get up and down, in order to avoid problems, it's better to try to find someone who can't be emotional, and let most people not find fault.

Although Yang Ying has joined Qin Guan's blood alliance, everyone knows that she and the guy who does not increase the entropy wear a pair of underpants; plus this girl has a regular team (with team experience) that specializes in leading bosses on weekends, There has never been a problem with people's online and offline transactions (being honest), and she considers the team leader to be the best choice when the entropy does not increase.

Yang Ying, who took the head of the regiment, dragged the people from both sides who had rubbed off sparks many times during the battlefield to a regiment, and the NPCs in the town hall also moved.

Wagner Peet and Ken, the two battlefield quartermaster NPCs that players love and hate for the past few days, walked out side by side, and chanted the plot for a long time. Lord Yang, the lord of Tan and the resurrection instructor of the undead race, has accumulated grievances for many years. Not long ago, he sent scouts to infiltrate Westem to try to kidnap the clerks of the town hall.

Except for the plot party, very few players care about NPC nagging. When Wagner and Ken introduced the background bitterly, the players just yelled:

"Westum has such a plot mission? Who did it?"

"I haven't heard of anyone receiving a mission over there?"

"Could it be that someone secretly received it and then secretly killed it?"

"That's not right, whoever achieves the plot breakthrough task can't get it to be shown on the forum!"

Some players found something wrong: "Isn't the Order the Knights of the Church? Are we going to fight against the Knights of the Church? Fuck, the Tarantan villain set a real hammer?!"

"How strange, do we look decent when we walk out with our skeletons?"

"That's right, the faction leader is still a black mage!"

"That's not what you said. In foreign games, the decent setting of religious elements is politically correct. Even if it is blackened, it can be whitewashed. Those foreigners who believe in religion have lost their minds. For domestic games, the villain setting of the religious group is in line with the national conditions. .” There are also players who don’t see it that way, “This religious group is definitely not a good person. After finishing the combat mission and entering the plot, it is estimated that black news will come out.”

"Wait a minute, that little boy with Lao Yang is also a member of the church?"

"You are stupid, the little boy belongs to the Prosperity Church, and this sect belongs to the Lieyang Church!" The player who identified the sect's villain as the villain said triumphantly, "I guess this domestic game must also be the one that promotes the division and crackdown on religious elements." It’s a set, good religions will be given legal small books, and bad ones will be eradicated as cults—”

Wagner and Ken, who are dictating the "plot background" firmly, seem to be deaf to the noise of the undead on the surface, but in fact, the voices of the two brothers are trembling slightly...

It's really amazing to hear something-so this is what Yang wants to do!This guy even wants to eradicate the Orthodox sect? !

In the town hall, Yang Qiu, who temporarily canceled the projection and sat in the main body, took a sip of tea calmly.

How should I put it... If he can go to the step of distributing small books to the Orthodox sect, he will definitely not refuse.

Taoism, a local religion in China, originated from hundreds of schools of thought, and it was limited to the circle of cultural people from the beginning; Buddhism, a foreign religion, was domesticated for thousands of years. In its heyday, it not only failed to reach the height of unity of politics and religion, but was also accepted by the then The people in power are tossed over and over again... As a result, modern Chinese people don't have a deep understanding of religious sects, and they always think that no matter what sect is, as long as the country is strong enough, it can be overwhelmed.

But the history of the earth itself has proved that, apart from the wonderful flower of Chinese civilization, countless countries have been crushed and crushed by religion...

There is no true God, there is no extraordinary, and all the achievements of scientific and technological civilization have created the earth for human beings. In this world with true God and extraordinary, religious sects can only be more unscrupulous.

Why is the church always the most splendid building in the city no matter how bad the economy is?

Because the religious people share the tax with the royal family and the nobles, but the feedback to the people is far less than that of the royal family and the nobles. A city needs an army of at least a thousand professional soldiers to protect the local residents from horse thieves, and at least a few hundred The clerks will keep the city running, and the religious people only need to build a magnificent cathedral and raise dozens of night watchmen.

Of course...it's not realistic to say these things now, Yang Qiu needs to pay attention to the immediate matter.

It is unrealistic for three thousand players to fight all the way, Yang Qiu has no doubts that if he dares to let these three thousand natural disasters go everywhere, these guys will definitely create "surprises" for themselves one after another. .

The safest way is to release the advance mission first, recruit a group of old players who have enough combat power and can still manage it, go to the agreed war location to build a camp (transportation point), and then let the large army of players teleport there.

After Wagner and Ken, the two native toolmen, finished explaining the plot and ordered the players to teleport to Westum to meet up, Yang Qiu immediately took them to Westum from the underground teleportation array—Wagner was in charge of leading the army of undead. Ken needs to bring his mercenaries.

"I'm going to trouble you again, monk."

In the hall of Westham Town Hall, Yang Qiu sincerely thanked Rowell for "dressing up".

Rowell, who was wearing a cosplay suit, glanced at him expressionlessly: "You don't need to thank me, I'm just for Rex's sake."

Although the two sides agreed on "a battle of justice and a battle of honor", the premise that the Sun Cult agreed to it was that they thought they had a chance of winning.

In case the other party can't afford to lose, and decides not to be a human being when things come to an end, and play a beheading tactic... then Rex himself can't stand it.

"It's such a headache... How could I agree to cooperate with your crazy plan in the first place." Rowell sighed, stood up from the sofa, and shook unaccustomed to the excessively gorgeous (all machine-embroidered embroidery) He took a deep look at Yang Qiu, "I won't take the initiative, you understand what I mean."

Yang Qiu smiled confidently: "Dear supervisor, do you think the victory is not on the side of the Tarantan undead?"

Rowell's expression suddenly became complicated...

From the captured head Ben Ham Walton, it is known that this Solari Order has [-] knights and [-] knight attendants.

These three hundred knights are not professional soldiers of the city defense army. They are orthodox church knights recognized by the Tribunal of the Church of the Sun. All of them have fiefdoms, and their strength is at Wagner's level, even stronger than Wagner... It is not an exaggeration It is said that this sect is enough to capture any smaller city.

With such strength, against the undead of Tarantan, who are only a little stronger than the strong farmers... But even Rowell dare not say that the undead will be defeated.

The reason is very simple. These undead, who are immortal and overly energetic, are definitely the most difficult enemies to deal with. At the beginning, the undead, who were less than 300, captured Suo with nearly [-] mercenaries and thugs overnight. The Kerry caravan didn't even allow Wagner, who was going with him, to intervene. Rowell knew all about this.

"Even if we defeat this sect, what can we do?" Brother Lowell could only sigh softly, then turned and walked towards the gate.

"It's really impossible, but at least we can get the friendship we need...some people." Yang Danran's voice came from behind, "Those who consider themselves strong will only be willing to make friends with strong people, and Weiss Tem needs a 'friend'."

"There is nothing more ironic than hearing such words from your mouth." Brother Lowell couldn't help turning his head back to sneer.

"I also find it ironic, but the world only recognizes this kind of logic." Yang Qiu said with a smile.

Rowell... Rowell felt as if he was making fun of himself.

Yang is like this, he despises the common laws of human relations, but he is also extremely proficient in these unwritten rules.

Watching Brother Lowell leave, Yang Qiu sat down, picked up his teacup, and blew on the froth.

"Although he is an old Wenqing, he is also a church Wenqing." Yang Qiu muttered softly to himself, "Even if the Church of the Sun and the Church of Prosperity have never been on good terms, this guy will hurt others..."

Yang Qiu wanted to let Tarantan's undead step on the face of the Sun Cult to gain fame and create a time and space for peaceful development-this intention, of course, could not be hidden from Rowell, an old guy who was similar in age to him.

Yang Qiu is not afraid of offending the Lieyang Church, the relationship between the two parties is already difficult to reconcile...

Why not go to the Gold Coin Church or Bartles's family first, the reason is also very simple - the so-called monks can't run away from the temple, and the locals who live in the local area give in... Well, the possibility of naturalization is higher than that in other places National People's Congress.

After drinking a cup of tea, a cold light flashed in Yang Qiu's eyes.

"I didn't want to take such a way to hurt feelings...but when necessary, I still need to use strong medicine to work."

After making a decision, Yang Qiu put down his teacup, got up and left.

Charlie Rex, the lord of Westem, chose a wasteland about ten kilometers to the west outside the city of Innadrix for the battle with the Solari Cult.

There are two reasons for choosing a battlefield so close to the city of Innatrix. One is that the Solari Church is an external force, and Westem is not worried that they can get support from the city—unless the Solari Church The senior priest was willing to bow his head and borrow troops from the Gold Coin Church.

But... If the Gold Coin Church is really willing to borrow troops and step into this muddy pit on its own initiative, then the players must be the happiest...

The second reason is very simple and rude - in order to allow Innadril to have enough opportunities to appreciate the size of Westem's outstretched fist.

When the undead recruited by the advance mission rushed to the scheduled battlefield overnight, the three Hal brothers who had sneaked into Inadal City two days earlier met in a tavern on St. Joseph Avenue.

"It's only been two days, and I've started to miss the craftsmanship of the little orc girl Lika... I really don't want to stay in this ghostly place." Tuttle Joe threw the half-eaten rough bread into the dinner plate, with a look on his face. Boring authentic.

"That bastard Yang said that as long as there are enough spectators to watch the battle in the western wasteland, we can go back." Hal was also very upset, "What the hell, isn't this guy afraid that we will take the opportunity to escape?"

Without saying a word, Pan Xi just took a sip of the malt beer with a slightly sour smell in silence, and put down the glass silently.

Run away... I can only see that you are returning home like an arrow.