Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

No one can tell when the slums appeared outside the west city gate, but it is a fact that everyone knows that the slums have been expanding towards the south gate. The closer to the west gate, the dilapidated the buildings in the slums , The longer the year and month, the opposite is true when going south.

Both John and his father were born in the slums. When he was young and his grandfather had not passed away, he heard from his grandfather that his grandpa's mother seemed to be the first batch of residents in the slums.

John's great-grandfather used to be a yeoman in Kane Town. A nobleman built a farm near the property owned by their family and bought the land at a high price. The great-grandfather, who was tired of farming, sold the field and took his family to Innatrix City to find survival opportunities.

When my grandfather was young, he was also a citizen of Inadoli. My great-grandfather bought a house in the city with the money he got from selling the land and found a good job. Good memories of nagging to little John.

If all goes well, John’s family may gradually transform into native citizens of the Innatrix after a few generations. Unfortunately, if there is no if-the great-grandfather who is tired of the life of a farmer is not vigilant enough to the more complicated and more dangerous environment in the city. Having just lived a stable and affluent life as a small citizen for a few years, he was led to become addicted to gambling. He not only lost his job, but also lost the house where his family lived.

When the great-grandmother had to take the children to live in a slum in the "free living area" outside the city due to the pressure of survival, the family hadn't seen the great-grandfather for half a year... No one knew which gutter he died in inside.

After that, John's father and John were both born in the slums. What they saw from birth was a chaotic, crowded environment full of garbage and strong men who were proud to be gang members; How prosperous the inner city neighborhood of Innatrix across the city wall is, but none of them could imagine that they had the opportunity to live in such an environment.

John only remembered that the slums were not so big when he was a child, and it only took 5 minutes to run south from the platform next to the Mule and Horse Market Square to the end; but now, it takes at least 20 minutes to walk to the entire Ghetto penetration.

Thousands of families have lived in this slum area the size of a small town. It is normal for people in one alley not to know each other, like the first group of people who lived near the west platform. Residents seldom deal with people near the south gate.

The mobile mill appeared on the west platform, and many people living in the south came to grind flour through the maze-like alley, but as soon as the undead appeared, these people ran away... When John and his companions came out of the alley, Except for the undead, all they saw were people living nearby.

The greatest reason why the residents whose homes lived near the terrace did not flee in terror was the calm attitude of the mobile millers who set up their machines and wagons on the west terrace.

When the undead rushed over, the mobile mill workers standing between the undead and the slums were very calm. They just glanced at the running undead before continuing with their own business, and calmly and loudly comforted the people around them: " Don't be afraid, everyone, we know those undead, they are just a little curious and will not attack people."

No one believed this at the beginning. Anyway, those who lived far away fled quickly, and those who lived close also ran home in a hurry, trying to take valuables and leave as soon as possible.

The undead rushed over, and they did not attack the mill workers who were busy. Instead, they ran across the mobile mill into the slums with a curious look on their faces, looking around, and the people who were eager to flee calmed down a little.

What John and his companions saw was such a strange scene... People were either standing against the wall in fear, or hiding in the nearby wooden shed; Looking west, it seems to be very curious about everything.

This one squeezed the straw curtains hanging on the window of the house and made a "KABAKABA" sound, and the other tried to climb the roof of the house, and the dried thatch fell down.

"Hey, hey! Undead, don't destroy residents' houses!"

John saw the mill worker yell at the ghosts who were trying to climb the roof.

John was a little nervous for a moment, he was afraid that the rude attitude of the big workers would anger the undead, but... Then, he was dumbfounded to see that the undead climbing the roof really stopped moving—it even seemed to be trying to wipe it off. Like a child trying to get rid of the traces of his own mischief, he flung the thatch that was torn off by it back to the roof in embarrassment.

These undead actually know how to listen to people's words. This discovery made John and all the local residents a little relieved, and the little heart hanging down to the throat fell down.

At this time, after watching the rare undead for a while, they began to try to push the wooden door of the shabby hut of the residents.

"Ah!" The person hiding in the shed yelled in horror.

Several mill workers had to put down their work and ran into the slums, shouting: "Friends of the dead, we have encountered some troubles and need your help!"

These words seem to have magical powers, the undead running around and making troubles instantly stopped what they were doing, and rushed towards the mill workers...

John and his friends: "??"

Local residents: "??"

John and his companion exchanged glances, and the four of them left the flatbed truck full of goods in the alley, huddled together, and moved nervously in the direction of the big workers.

Before these worried and curious boys approached, John saw that Brother Patton, who was usually kind to him and encouraged him to do flour milling work, squeezed out from the pile of undead. He waved happily when he saw him : "Come on, John, do me a favor."

John looked at the undead surrounding Brother Button in fear, and took a few steps forward: "What do I need to do?"

"Go and borrow some tools like shovels, hoes, and wheelbarrows." Barton took out a handful of copper coins and handed them to John, "These are rent."

John has a good reputation in this area. He knows that Old Tom's nearby often receives work to demolish old houses from the city. He has these tools at home, so he quickly asked his friends to come and borrow them with him.

Within a few minutes, John and the others put the borrowed tools in a trolley and ran back quickly.

Barton thanked John for his help, turned his face away... and handed these tools to the undead.

John and his friends: "??"

A small half of the hundreds of undead received the tools, carrying shovels, hoes, and carts, and bustlingly walked to the bottom of the city wall - there was a huge garbage dump over there.

The other half of the undead did not leave, and continued to haunt the mill workers, making "KABAKABA" noises.

John and the others who stayed nervously by the side heard Brother Patton and other workers say to the undead: "Undead friends, there are really no tasks here, why don't you go back to the camp, Lieutenant Pete and Captain Ken Need your help."

"There is no hidden mission, really no..."

"Okay... the third alley past here, the sixth house on the right after entering is Nelson's old man's house. The roof of his house is very leaky. You can help us collect some materials that can repair the roof and solve the leaking problem of Nelson's house. ?"

"Uh—there is a puddle of water in that field over there, between those houses, please help us fill it..."

Some of the undead accepted the orders of the big workers, and rushed to the place designated by the big workers with great interest; some of the undead seemed to have lost interest, and left noisily, and walked towards the west gate; some undead neither left nor worked The matter appointed by the NPC brothers, continue to run back to the slum area...

Compared with hundreds of undead running around, it seems that it is not so unacceptable to have only a dozen or so undead looking around. People standing against the wall or looking for corners to hide are relieved and hid in the house. The people inside dared to poke their heads out and look around, and even tried to go out cautiously.

Hearing and seeing with his own eyes the mill workers instructing and ordering these undead, John and his little friends stayed where they were in horror.

"What are you still doing standing there? Didn't you receive the job of milling flour today?" Barton, who had finally sent away the undead, waved to John and the others.

John and the others woke up like a dream, and hurried back to the alley to pull out the flatbed cart...

When the four young guys struggled to pull the heavy flatbed cart towards the platform, a few undead running around ran over to help them push the cart.

John, who was pulling the flatbed in front, and Tommy, who was pushing hard behind him, were afraid of the approaching of the undead, but dared not refuse...

After getting the car to the side of the platform, these undead still seemed to be expecting something, "KABAKABA" gesticulated at John and the others.

John & friends: "..."

They really couldn't understand what the undead were trying to say, so they could only ignore these guys, unload the goods silently, and take the bags to the grinding machine for grinding.

The undead left disappointed, and John's beating little heart was finally relieved.

"Brother Patton, what are these undead?" Sanji, a boy with freckles, one of the friends, asked with fear and curiosity.

Barton, the mill worker and operator of Westham, suddenly showed an indescribable expression...

"Those are undead friends from Tarantan, as I told you before, the undead active in Westham." Barton said with a complex expression, "They are very good undead, and they are willing to help people do things—but You must never ask them for help when you don't have 'mission authority' and you can't issue reputation rewards, you must remember this, no matter how enthusiastic these undead are, you must never let them do their jobs for nothing."

"Yes, this must be remembered." An operator next to him said, "Even if we have reached the upper limit of the 'prestige rewards' that can be issued every month, we cannot order the undead to do things. Otherwise, there will be very dire consequences."

All official clerks and operators who have obtained the Rhododendron badge can obtain a certain amount of "reputation distribution authority". When there is a serious shortage of manpower, or when there is indeed a force majeure difficulty, they can ask the undead for help.

But this amount is not much, unless there are special requirements for a certain job you are in charge of, otherwise, an ordinary operator like Barton can only release a limit of [-] points of territorial reputation to the undead every month.

The "Mobile Mill" project doesn't have much to do with the undead. The authority of Barton and others has not been raised. Just to prevent the undead from causing trouble to the residents of the slums this time, they have exhausted their quota. up...

John, the young men who had been registered on the list of "available personnel" by Patton and others, knew the background of Patton and others, and nodded with a half-knowledge.

They all want a better life, and they all want to leave this slum area. Even if they need to work with the undead for this goal, they will not refuse—at least they have seen it with their own eyes, and these undead will indeed not attack them. Just kick them a few times for bad mood, and use their discomfort and grievance to relieve the pressure.

Operator Patton smiled at these young men, and kept starting the machine to grind the grain, while asking, "Has the workers' union ever interfered with your business?"

"Not yet." John hurriedly said, "But when we went to pick up the goods today, people from the workers' union came to ask. They wanted to know about our relationship with the mobile mill. We told him as you ordered, Saying that you are indeed from Westham, you seem to belong to Lord Rex."

"Very good." Operator Patton said with a smile, "The war will start tomorrow. When you send the goods into the city later, if people from the trade union come to contact you again, you should find a way to get their people to come out to see us." .”

"Okay." John nodded quickly.

Operator Patton looked at Sanji, the freckled boy who was the most well-informed among the youngsters: "Where are those street gangs?"

"I rarely see them on the street. They seem to be busy with something." Sangji, who works as a small worker in the newspaper office, immediately said, "When I entered the city today, I went to the tavern area to check, and the people like Big Mark were not there. , if I'm not wrong, they should all be hired away, but I don't know who the people who hired the gang are, and the people in the tavern don't know either."

Operator Barton smiled and nodded.

The task of the mobile mill is to investigate the low-level civil organizations in the city of Innatrix. Street gangs and labor unions are the key targets of investigation for the operators.

There are more than [-] workers and migrant workers in the southern and northern urban areas of Inadoli City. The union, which seems to have no major problems on the surface, is actually a huge blood-sucking worm attached to these [-] migrant workers—as if once Caroline, a girl from Westham who worked in a restaurant in Nancheng District, needs to pay [-]% of her monthly salary to the union, otherwise she will lose her job.

Not to mention street gangs... All gray industrial chains have street gangs, big and small.

In order to liberate Inadoli, it is definitely not enough to drive out the Bartles family. The undead are not the only ones participating in the battle.