Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

John, who is in his early twenties, has many memories of running desperately in his short life.

The first time I ran was when I was too hungry and ate the food hidden in the sundry pile by my neighbors when I was a child, my mother, who was ashamed and ashamed, chased him from one end of the slums to the other with a fire stick.

John only remembered that his mother was crying louder than him when he was beaten.

Afterwards, he learned that stealing other people's food is not acceptable, because other people also need food... If he steals other people's food and survives and causes others to die, then he has committed a big mistake.

After countless runs, it was no longer because John made a mistake, at least John himself was sure.

One winter when he was in his early teens, he was collecting cow dung for fuel at the mule and horse market. Seeing that his legs were shaking from hunger, a kind horse farm worker secretly gave him half a bag of beans to feed the horses and told him to take it back quickly. Home.

That small bag of black beans could save the lives of the whole family. The older children who were picking up cow dung wanted to snatch it. John threw away the bag of cow dung and ran desperately holding the bag of black beans. The stones thrown by the older children smashed his head. He didn't stop until he ran home and handed the beans to his mother.

He grew up a little bit and was able to find odd jobs on the streets. John was driven away by the city police countless times and chased by people who were also begging for life on the streets; son of the same kind...

John decided that as long as he didn't make a mistake, there was no shame in running away.

To run away is to survive - just like now, he is not a soldier, so his behavior is not considered a deserter.

He's just doing his best to stay away from those who would hurt him.

The young and strong who were forcibly recruited as "militiamen" had no fighting spirit in the first place. When they were forced to charge, no one shouted and screamed, and everyone just drifted with the crowd in a hurry; Got some boiled potatoes, no one drank the water, my throat was dry and sore, and there was no extra spitting and yelling.

Among the thousands of silent "charging" crowds, the only sound of surrender was not to mention how conspicuous it was...

The circle of people around John was the first to be affected, especially the sobbing man behind John. He was just a waiter in the restaurant. He was frightened for days when he delivered the wrong dessert and was yelled at by the head waiter. He went to the battlefield Such a thing as fighting a war does not exist in the life plan of this petty citizen.

Subconsciously, this young citizen who was one year younger than John also threw away the useless pointed wooden pole in his hand, raised his hand like John, and whispered (he didn't have the strength to make a loud noise) : "Surrender, surrender!"

People are most likely to be influenced by other people when their mood fluctuates greatly and they are forced to face a scene that they cannot adapt to. More and more people drop their "weapons", and those who still have the strength to speak out follow and shout to surrender. They have no strength The one who made the sound was just gasping for breath, and ran along helplessly.

On the other side, in front of the Westham side camp.

At this time, the time is nine o'clock in the morning in the other world, and five o'clock in the afternoon on earth time.

This period of time... not counting the online peak period. Many players either just finished school, haven't returned home (dormitory), or haven't left work. The online players are only half of the peak period.

Tang Jia returned to the dormitory after finishing the elective class in the afternoon, and went online before five o'clock, just in time for the second round of battlefield missions.

I just met my friends and joined the large group of players who had been open during the territorial battle. The opposite city gate opened, and NPCs came out of the city one after another.

"Huh... why are they all yellow-named monsters?" Tang Jia habitually threw an identification technique, and the densely packed "Westham citizens" shocked her, "What's going on, it's not the second round Is it on?"

"Yeah, why did those monsters come out so few yesterday, and they were all squatting under the city wall?" Yang Ying was also quite confused.

As there are more and more "enemy troops" in front of the city gate, the players who are squatting in front of the camp waiting to start fighting will have more question marks on their foreheads.

When the "enemy army" formation took shape, the players also collectively became irritable:

"It's all civilian NPCs, what the fuck?!"

"I can't even see a first-level monster!"

"Is the plan to think that you brushed up too much equipment in the morning wave, and you are going to fool it this time?"

"Is it poisonous? How can there be a wave of territorial war monsters who are poorer than each other!!"

"Dog plan Sima!!"

This group of undead, who were clamoring and jumping in front of the camp, were so angry that they frightened the operators and security team members who were busy doing resettlement work in the camp behind.

Rex had to get into the tent, nervously said: "Yang, the undead seem to be very dissatisfied, look...?"

Yang Qiu also knew that he was full of anticipation to snatch again... The players who seized another wave would never accept being dismissed by the "militiamen" who made up the number, so he gave Rex a soothing look, and skillfully released new information to the online players. Task:

"The dynamic plot "Accepting Refugees" has been triggered."

"The conscienceless lord Adela III saw that the defeat of the territorial war was irretrievable, so he arrested the civilians in the city and drove them to the frontal battlefield, forcing these poor civilians to fight."

"Charlie Rex couldn't bear the harm of these civilians and asked the undead for help."

"Participation Model [-]: Help Rex to accept and resettle refugees, and protect refugees from the scourge of swords."

"Participation mode [-]: In order to prevent Adela III from forcing civilians to join the war again, you decided to go straight to Huanglong and break through the west gate of Innadrix."

"Resettlement mode: For every successful resettlement of a refugee, all participating players will get 1 point of Innatrix reputation. For every refugee who dies, all participating players will deduct 50 points of Innatrix reputation."

"Battle mode: For every city defense soldier OR officer/city police superintendent/Adela III's personal guard, the killer gets 20 points of Innadril reputation; every time a city defense OR officer/city superintendent is captured Constable/Adela III's personal guard, the captive gets 200 Innadril reputation."

"The undead race that lost their lives understands the value of life better than living creatures. I wish the undead all success."

"The territorial prestige of "Innad Standing Collar" has been activated."

After posting the new mission text to the information column of every online player, the irritable Erha who just couldn't grab a wave quickly calmed down...

"I said, it turned out to be a prestige gift package!" Qin Guan, the leader of the Blood League, who came to the front line to lead the team, was overjoyed. He immediately dispatched his own elite team in the big team, and gathered all the capable teams to his side.

Brother Lahong, who also joined the big group, was not slow to react, shouting loudly to greet his own elite team...

Dynamic plot missions can earn reputation, these two big players are very unforgettable - Ji Tang can beat them both in the prestige ranking, plus RMB players, because of the first dynamic plot "Talantan's Embrace" At that time, the foundation of this product was laid very well!

Ordinary players don't have the conditions to fight for the prestige ranking like Qin Guan and La Hong, but the mentality of the players is that they don't want to lag behind the big team. It's the first time that the prestige of Inadoli's territory has been opened. Put some prestige on yourself, so as not to fall behind step by step.

The "Yellow Name Monster" on the opposite side began to charge, and the players also received the signal to start the war, and moved quickly.

The straight-line distance between Westham Camp and the West City Gate is 1100 meters. The straight-line distance between the players and the civilian brigade out of the city is about 700 meters. At this distance, the two sides can't see the opposite side very clearly, only a blur contour.

When the civilians were forced to charge by the cold and shining swords, although they were all striding with the tide, their speed was not that great... Anyway, it was the college students who didn't sprint to the cafeteria who ran fast.

In contrast, the speed of the undead who can run dead horses is astonishing. John, who ran at the forefront, hadn't run 200 meters, and the undead who jumped over cheerfully was about to stick to his nose.

Shouting to surrender, John personally met the sharply armored skeleton, and his heart trembled violently at that moment—these undead are quite scary when viewed up close!

If it weren't for the fact that these undead didn't draw out their weapons, but ran up with a pair of empty bone claws, John wasn't sure if he would turn his head and run away on the spot.

Then...the undead who ran up to face each other quickly separated to the two sides, making way for a spacious road leading to the Westem camp.

Let the undead next to him swing their bone claws at John at the front, and make a "KABAKABA" sound from their mouths.

The language barrier between the two sides, but the body language is easy to understand. This is signaling them to hurry over...

John was still repeating surrender, and while carefully observing the movements of the undead, he ran nervously into the passage made by the undead.

The undead still did not attack him.

John swallowed, and this time his mouth didn't feel so dry anymore.

The civilians who put down their "weapons" like John looked at the undead separated to the left and right one by one with fear, but the speed of their feet did not slow down - there were still many people running behind, and no one dared to stop at this moment .

"This way! This way!"

"Come, come, hurry!"

"Don't push! Be careful where you step!"

The players didn't care whether the NPC could understand what they were shouting, and they warmly greeted these mobile prestige to run towards their camp.

Some civilians forgot to throw away the sharp wooden pole, and ran along with the crowd in a daze, and no one cared about the players.

A civilian accidentally stepped on a sharp wooden pole dropped by others and slipped. The undead around were more nervous than the civilians. They quickly rushed up several people and pulled out the civilian who was almost trampled...and killed all of them. 50 prestige deducted, who can bear it!

There are seven or eight thousand young and strong people who have been forcibly recruited, which is definitely a huge crowd for people in this world, but it is really nothing for people on earth, especially Chinese people. There are many people here.

Seeing the chaotic running of these civilians, stampede accidents are likely to occur. Among the players, some of the players who have been school cadres, organized schools/companies, and even social activities quickly stood up and asked the players to divide the crowd into several strands...

From elementary school... no, Chinese people who have to line up to do exercises since kindergarten, more or less know how to organize work. With the considerate "service" of more than a thousand players, in just a few minutes, thousands of people The civilians were sent safely into the Westem camp.

On the wall above the west city gate, Adela III, who was watching the battle in person, almost dropped his jaw to the ground.

The city defense army & city superintendent under the west city gate can't see the whole situation. From their point of view, they can only see the young and strong rushing out. They didn't see the battle scene at all, and the young and strong in their vision were replaced by undead...

The elite team among these players crossed the mobile prestige yellow name monster, faced the "elite monster" who was supervising the battle behind, and happily drew their weapons.

The city police who were extremely fierce when facing civilians turned pale and ran away.

The players are not willing to let go of these elite monsters who are much more fragrant than the yellow-named monsters, and they rush forward screaming.

"Take control of the city gate first and then arrest people!" Among the elite players, the clever pens with command authority shouted loudly.

"Understood!" Both Qin Guan & Brother Lahong knew that if they dragged each other's legs, neither of them would make any money, so they simultaneously arranged for their own elite players to attack.

Walker players were originally the most populous of players, and immediately dozens of walker players who were armed to the teeth started the Wind Control Technique and rushed out like the wind.

The city police who slipped the fastest were still more than ten meters away from the city gate, and dozens of Walker players occupied the city gate...