Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

The passenger ship sails into Port Moses.

All the guests on the ship, including the VIP customers in the private rooms on the third floor, walked to the corridor and in front of the window, and collectively watched the three undead passengers get off the ship.

The errand workers and coachmen gathered around the passenger ship disembarking dock waiting to snatch business, also collectively stared blankly at the undead disembarking from the ship.

No one ran around and screamed to create a stampede. After all, newspapers and broadcasts broadcast the great achievements of Tarantan's undead every day...Many people in Moses Hong Kong even dared to brag that they had dealt with undead after drinking a little wine. friendly or something.

Well, the premise must be that these undead are not in sight...

If it’s right in front of you, there’s no such thing as friendly or unfriendly—most people even taboo cemeteries, and even walk around houses where people have died, and living skeletons are still too challenging to accept after all.

The pier, which was always so noisy that even the slightest voice could not be heard clearly, experienced a brief, eerie silence.

It wasn't until the three undead swaggered through the crowd and left that people seemed to have found their tongues, and all kinds of voices exploded suddenly.

"Miss Gold Coin, what did I just see?"

"My God, no one will believe that I'm on the same boat as the undead!"

On the deck, the bearded captain with messy hair stared blankly at the direction in which the undead were leaving, with two silver coins still held in his sweaty hands.

"Mate, the undead really boarded our ship." Amidst the voices of people up and down the pier, the captain regained his language ability.

"Yes, boss." The first mate wiped off his sweat, "I paid the money."

"Could it be--no, it must be luck! Absolutely!" The captain suddenly became excited, and raised his fist holding the silver coin, "The undead will also pay when they board our ship. What does it mean? It means that bad luck will always come. Bypass our ship! Our ship is blessed by Lady Gold Coins, and the most dangerous and terrible things will never happen to our ship!"

"And this is the lucky silver coin!" The captain spread out his palms and said loudly as if he wanted to convince himself, "This is the lucky silver coin paid by the magical undead of Tarantan, which can ward off disasters! I Make them into amulets and carry them, and those who get them will be accompanied by luck forever!"

Chief Mate: "..."

The first officer moved away from the captain silently.

"Don't you believe it, mate!" said the captain.

"Uh...Of course I believe it." The first mate said insincerely, "That is indeed a lucky silver coin."

The bearded captain stretched his arms around the first mate's shoulders, lowered his voice, bared his teeth, and said frantically as if he wanted to hypnotize the first mate too: "Both vampires and undead have boarded our ship, and everyone on board has not suffered bad luck. ! Our ship is a lucky ship, it is definitely like this, it can’t be wrong!”

Chief Mate: "..."

If it weren't for the difficulty of finding a job, he would really be unable to continue this job-he has attracted vampires and undead, lucky fart!

The three players didn't care at all how much exciting experience their boat trip brought to the aborigines, and they ran to Crescent Manor familiarly after getting on the pier.

The servants of Crescent Manor are obviously much more receptive to the undead than the general public in the city, so they don't need to find a way to communicate with the undead before taking them to meet the visiting Innatrix delegation.

Not long after, the owner of Jumao saw Zhao Zhenzhen who had spared no time to go online.

"White wolf with empty gloves?" Hearing the cooperation request from the owner of the orange cat, Zhao Zhenzhen laughed at that time.

Laughing back, Zhao Zhenzhen did not refuse the orange cat.

One is that Innadali needs a lot of river sand and pebbles to build a thermal power station and power grid for infrastructure construction.

The second is that the inland river fleet to be brought back from the territory of Otis this time can just be used for this business.

However, Huaxia's official support for private entrepreneurs' entrepreneurship has always been conditional. There is no reason for entrepreneurs to take benefits and not give back to the society. After discussing mining matters with the map, Zhao Zhenzhen made two requests:

The first requirement is that the owner of Orange Cat should take part of his profit to set up a building materials company. This company, which mainly mines river sand and pebbles, must solve the employment problem of some of the young and strong Innadali (the contract workers). .

The owner of the orange cat patted his chest and agreed-his miniature knight led all the people plus one less than 200 people, and he was only fifty or sixty when he was young, and he had to work in agriculture. To mine river sand and pebbles, he needed a lot of NPCs. hired labor.

The second requirement is that the owner of the orange cat must use part of the profits obtained from the mining of river sand and pebbles to feed back the local people and solve the life difficulties of the local people; you cannot use local resources to make a lot of money, and the local people The gross benefits are all out of reach.

The owner of the orange cat was very unhappy when he heard this condition: "That's my knight leader, sister Zhao, you don't need to say that I will also set up my territory!"

Of course, Zhao Zhenzhen knew that a skeleton would never succeed, and she could still engage in extravagance in a foreign world, but the rules are the rules, and there is no reason why it can be bypassed without depending on anyone's favor, so she pulled the orange cat to sign and provided the local native The minimum living guarantee contract...

Next, the owner of the orange cat happily took his little partner to commit suicide and returned to Inadoli, and the three of them tossed together to form a building materials company endorsed by the Innadali City Hall...

Tang Jia could never have imagined being the boss of a company in the game, and while running errands to join in the fun, he yelled, "Can the Undead Merchant Guild even be able to do such a thing with its high prestige? It's a shame! , I would have known that I would also earn some reputation in the chamber of commerce!"

"I told you to play with me a long time ago!" The owner of the orange cat can puff up his chest in front of the girl, and said proudly, "The big brother Oluga plays caravan mode with me. Before he only had a store in Westham , and now he has a store in the main city (Innatrix), right in the bar area!"

"Really or not? Isn't the boss of the beluga always posting bills to collect experience stickers? When did it become so big?" Tang Jia, who was mixed with them, suddenly felt that he was a little out of place.

Ou Hulu shut his mouth tightly and did not speak, but from his brisk footsteps, it can be seen that he is also a bit proud...

During the time when he followed the city hall clerks to sign NPC employees, the boss of Orange Cat kept brainwashing Tang Jia, a student girl who had not yet graduated: "Let me tell you the truth, Xiao Tang, whether you play games or in reality, everything else is fiction." Yes, making money is the last word!"

"For a girl your age, what worries you the most? Parents forcing marriage? Anxiety about appearance? Anxiety about body? Or do you envy others who have boyfriends while you are single? Let me tell you, as long as you get the money yourself, all these things It's no big deal!"

"Making money is the fastest thing to fall in this world. When you make money, you fall fast, and when you make money, you fall even faster!"

Tang Jia, who was still in the stage of establishing his outlook on life, was taken aback by this guy.

In reality, Orange Cat, who has experience in managing and operating a company, led the two friends to run for a few days to complete all the procedures and set up the company team. After the Innadali delegation handed over the fleet from Otis’s house, this A building materials company fully dominated by players officially started operations.

On March 1032, 99 in another world, when the Lunar New Year on Earth was only a few days away and the player's online rate reached [-]%, two major events happened.

One is that the former career mentor Hal Maxwell, who players are familiar with, suddenly released a mission to summon undead warriors to conquer monsters on this day, and opened a new temporary transfer point.

Players who were spawning monsters every day were not very interested in this task. Those teams that had been staying for a long time did not move, only a few scattered groups that had just formed teams ran over.

In less than half an hour, these players who ran to collect monsters called their friends in their friend lists-"Damn the fat man, come quickly!"

...The prisoner road repair team itself is protected by the Sokri mercenary group, and there are more than 20 operators with professional and quasi-professional combat effectiveness. Ordinary monsters and monsters can be dealt with by themselves, and non-troublesome monsters can also be dealt with. I will not ask the undead for help...

By the time the large group of players who stayed at the fixed location heard the news, the lucky players in the scattered group had already completed the quest and collected a lot of materials and squatted at the teleportation point in the exile town for auction.

"The next time Hal spawns a random mission, hurry up and grab it. Although this NPC's heart demon book has been corrupted, the mission is still very delicious." The big brother of the blood alliance secretly made up his mind.

The second thing, it doesn't have much influence within the player group, and many people don't even know about it.

But for the villagers in the small mountain village facing the Barcelo River at the junction of the Innatrix and Otis territories, this is undoubtedly a major event that changed their lives.

At noon on this day, the villagers in the mountain village went home for lunch under the scorching sun after being busy in the fields all morning.

In the lord's mansion at the top of the mountain village, Miss Linda was wearing a dusty maid skirt that hadn't been worn for many years, and was cleaning the yard feebly with a broom.

The guard who was "assigned" to the village with her was chopping firewood in front of the fence, and the other deacon was lying lazily under the plum tree to enjoy the shade.

It was already the fifth day since I came to this small mountain village.

The undead lord only came on the first day, and there was no news after that, and he didn't leave any instructions for the three people who stayed behind——Boss Orange Cat never thought that these three NPC subordinates also need to take care of their emotions, at least give the painting A big pie or something to stabilize people's hearts.

In the past few days, Miss Linda, the guards, and the deacon still held a sliver of hope in their hearts, hoping that the undead, who are always able to solve problems by surprise, can come up with magical methods that they will never think of to solve the current miserable situation.

Up to now, the hard-working trio didn't have much to think about. They just silently hoped that Miss Phoenix would think of them soon and transfer them back.

The villagers were also very calm about the performance of these three people getting more and more salty fish, and just lived their lives as usual. Obviously, they did not expect the people sent by these three big lords to make much difference to the poor situation in the village from the very beginning. effect……

Compared with the usual, the only change in the village people is... the young unmarried girls in the village will pass by the lord's mansion pretendingly or unintentionally when they have something to do.

The guards and deacons are still relatively young. If they fall in love with a certain girl in the village, even if they don’t marry formally and just have a lover relationship, casually leaking points through their fingers can greatly improve the life of the girl and her family. At least I'd be able to pony up some extra coins when I went to the nearby country fair to buy salt.

As for the young and beautiful Miss Linda, the most confident boys in the village would never think that they could get her favor—the most distressed maid dress on Miss Linda has been worn by the boys in this village for several years. It's a pricey item that can't be held up.

Of course, the hard-working trio has no intention of feeding back the little low-level wisdom of the villagers...

Seeing the smoke rising from the villagers' homes below, the guard who had nothing to do but chop wood put down his ax and turned to look into the courtyard: "Miss Linda, is there any rum left?"

"Yes, there's half a bottle left, on the cupboard in the kitchen." Miss Linda replied lazily.

"I want to say... we should have lunch." The guard had no choice but to express it directly.

"The bread is in the cupboard, and the leftover soup from yesterday is on the stove, just warm it up." Miss Linda remained unmoved, and continued to scrape the fallen leaves on the ground with a broom feebly.

The guard had nothing to do with her, so he could only wash his hands with water from the water tank in the yard, and then went into the kitchen by himself.

The deacon lying under the plum tree did not seem to come alive until the guards entered the kitchen. He raised his arms and shouted, "Sprinkle some pepper in the soup, the taste is too bland! Wash two more potatoes and add them!"

Guard: "..."

He is a fighter with professional strength!Not a cook!

There is no other way, the status of the deacon and the lady secretary are higher than him, and they made it clear that if they don't do the cooking work, then he can only do it, unless he is willing to go hungry.

"It's better to find a village girl as a lover and let her be the cook." The guard thought to himself.

Just as the guards lit the fire, white light suddenly flashed on the iron pan summoning array that had been idle for a few days in the main room.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Bai Guang's guard, who dashed out of the kitchen.

Miss Linda, who was distracted with a broom, and the deacon of the salted fish under the plum tree also cast their gazes over at the same time.

This is probably the time the three of them are looking forward to seeing the undead appear most in their life-even if it is a mess, as long as this hopeless distribution life can see some hope of change!

The undead, carrying a large bulging backpack and a woven bag in his hand, walked down from the iron plate in the white light.

"Busy!" The owner of the orange cat happily waved to the familiar Miss Linda, and dragged the woven bag out of the main room.

Behind the owner of the orange cat, Tang Jia and Ou Hulu, who were also carrying a large backpack and dragging a woven bag, appeared one after another.

"Good day, Master Undead Lord." Miss Linda threw away the broom and trot excitedly to the player, "Good day, two undead warriors."

These three skull faces that would have nightmares at night were very kind to Miss Linda who was tortured by the stagnant and dreary life in the mountain village.

"Good day, good day." The owner of the orange cat untied his heavy backpack, stretched his arms and said, "Miss Linda, please do me a favor and call the whole village together. Let's hold a general meeting."

Miss Linda: "...Huh?"

In any case, there is an orange cat who is still the lord of this miniature knight collar, and was awarded the honor by Miss Phoenix herself, and he has to listen to his words when he distributes the trio.

When the guards ran out to call for someone, Miss Linda wanted to ask the orange cat why she did this, but when she turned around, she saw the undead lord draw out his weapon and hacked his two companions into white lights...

Miss Linda: "??"

"Don't get me wrong, it's not internal strife. They committed suicide and went back to wait for the CD to be delivered, and then bring a batch of things over later." Orange Cat explained to her.

Miss Linda didn't understand, and only tried to put on a smile that seemed to understand... She had long since given up trying to understand the thinking mode of these undead.

Soon, dozens of families in the whole village, and two hundred people, old and young, were all driven over by the sweaty guards, and the spacious courtyard of the lord's mansion was packed to the brim.

The owner of Orange Cat went to stand on the steps of the main room, called Miss Linda to his side, and said: "You translate for me, I say a sentence and you say a sentence, convey the original words, don't change the words."

Miss Linda replied seriously: "Okay, my lord."

The owner of the orange cat raised his hand and waved enthusiastically: "Hi folks!"

Miss Linda's expression froze.

The owner of the orange cat urged: "Translate for me, oh, Miss Linda, please smile more kindly, raise your hands, don't be so tense, come and smile like me, showing both rows of teeth."

Miss Linda had no choice but to raise her arms stiffly, smiling kindly at the villagers in the 200s who were a little afraid of the three undead and kept shrinking back, and raised her voice resignedly: "My lord said, hello folks! "

All the villagers turned to Miss Linda with more than 200 bewildered faces.

Miss Linda took a deep breath, really, when Miss Phoenix handed her the Rhododendron badge, she should have taken a cold shower immediately and stayed sick for three to five months!

The owner of Orange Cat doesn’t care at all how the villagers react. No matter how much he loves to make money in the game, it’s just a game. No matter how smart an NPC is, it’s still an NPC after all. The NPC should trigger the reaction mechanism according to the route he planned and designed, and there must be no problems.

Next, Boss Orange Cat introduced to the villagers the business scope of the building materials company established in the territory step by step. The river section within the territory of the knight territory is the property of all the citizens, and the river sand and pebbles in the river section should be sold. Going out requires the joint efforts of all the citizens, and cooperates with the logistics and transshipment work of the newly added shipping department of the Transportation Department of the Inner City Hall...

A piece of foreign-world engraving pie made the villagers whose education level was infinitely close to zero. There was no excitement or excitement at all. Some elderly villagers even thought that the undead lord brought by the Otis family was mentally ill. ——Can the sand and stones on the river bank be sold for money?I'm afraid this undead is going crazy!

The knowledgeable three-person group could understand what the orange cat was talking about. Including Miss Linda who translated it herself, the mouths of the three were open enough to stuff eggs.

——In this damn poor place, is there really something that can be traded as a commodity? !

The orange cat didn't care what the NPCs' reactions were. After announcing the matter, it opened the backpack and woven bag it brought, and recruited workers from the villagers on the spot who could participate in digging river sand and pebbles...

When it comes to their own interests, even the most closed, old-fashioned, and rock-minded people can understand human speech.

Among the villagers, a middle-aged man who seemed to be at least 60 years old, but in fact he was not over forty, took half a step forward, humbly bent over, and cautiously I asked Ms. Linda who was in charge of the translation to confirm: "Dear, noble lady, may I ask, what the lord said, that digging sand and stones will get you paid, is it true?"

Miss Linda's facial expression was a little out of control, she tried her best to maintain a stiff "friendly smile", nodded and said: "The lord announced that those who participate in sand digging will receive ten catties of grain after working for eight hours a day. If you continue to participate in sand digging Work a week and get a little packet of salt like this."

As she spoke, Miss Linda pointed to the backpacks and woven bags carried by the undead.

Salt is the 100-gram well salt sold in the cafeteria of the Undead Chamber of Commerce, and it is produced on Earth.

In terms of food, it is the potato vermicelli and cornmeal produced by the Westham Public Grain Factory, all of which are miscellaneous grains-after all, wheat is a staple food, and the Westham Town Hall has to store it as a strategic material and cannot sell it in large quantities.

Zhao Zhenzhen didn't ask Jumao's building materials company to engage in the whole village's shareholding and dividends for every household, but asked Jumao to sign a contract to use the company's profits to build public service facilities; It is beneficial to long-term development, these things will not be considered by orange cats with a player mentality, but Zhao Zhenzhen must consider them thoroughly.

When hiring villagers for labor services, they don't try to save trouble and directly send coins, but use living materials instead of salary. Directly give food and salt; when the villagers have no worries about the minimum living security, at least the family has overnight food, and distribution, cooking oil, and iron pots and pans are more affordable than coins.

Not to mention how much this treatment meets the needs of the villagers. All men and women who are over the age and meet the employment needs of the building materials company will squeeze forward like crazy, and they don't care about the dead or not...

The owner of the orange cat likes this kind of enthusiastic workers, and happily asks Miss Linda to pick people according to households—this is what Zhao Zhenzhen requested. Every villager’s family must have an adult employed. If there is really no suitable strong labor , the two minors can make up the quota of an adult.

The reason for not opening up the challenge is that it is now in the period of spring plowing, and every villager family has to leave labor for farming; the reason for allowing minors to make up the number is to ensure that every farmer family can benefit from the business of river sand and pebbles... this In a place where the aborigines can't even guarantee three meals and clothing, they don't care about any protection laws. It is serious to let people have enough food first.

A total of 41 young and middle-aged laborers were drawn from 35 farming households; the other six families had no way to draw out adults other than farming, so two "old people" over the age of 40 and eight minors made up the number.

After registering the list of these formal workers, Jumao gave them a day's wages in advance, and asked the villagers to take the advance food home, eat two full meals and start work tomorrow-many people even during the spring plowing period. There is no guarantee of full food, only the strong laborers who work in agriculture can get eight percent full, and the orange cat doesn't want to be hungry.

That night, the ship from Inadili brought over Innadali's contract workers, as well as the tools and equipment needed to mine river sand and pebbles...