Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

A convoy consisting of eighteen six-legged lizard-drawn wagons and ten mule-drawn carriages was fully loaded with cheap ready-made clothes, spices, two-copper store merchandise, undead cloth, and more than 60 half Food and water for the past month, walking in the uninhabited mountain range in the south of Adler Territory.

Due to being invaded by foreign enemies 200 years ago, the population of Adler territory migrated to the central and northeast on a large scale, concentrated along the magic steam train, the tributaries of the Barcelo River and the Naunia River, leading to the south and north There are a large number of uninhabited areas, and the most obvious one is in the south - beyond the border of Innad, there are mountains and plains covering hundreds of square kilometers, and no village can be found.

And this large area of ​​no man's land...is just right for slave traders to use as their base.

Of course, this caravan that purchased a large amount of goods in Inadoli is not a professional slave trader, but an inland caravan engaged in serious business; but for businessmen on this continent, when the time is right, a cameo Robbers, bandits, and even horse thieves who slaughter villages and towns are just commonplace things, and it is not worth making a fuss about.

The sky was getting dark, but the caravan didn't intend to stop to find a safe area to camp for the night, and still hurriedly marched deep into the wilderness.

"How far is it?"

"Come on, we'll be there after we climb over that mountain."

"Cheer up, hurry up! I don't want to spend the night with a skeleton in the wilderness!"

The impatient caravan guys urged each other to speed up.

It's no wonder that these people are so nervous... After all, they did a "big job" when they left Innadrie-forced the two undead who came to the six-legged lizard curiously and looked around. Get in the car and bring them out together!

Ordinary undead are of course worthless, even the undead servants of the black magician are not as good as a little girl who can burn fire... This kind of low-level monster has a low IQ and slow reaction, and it can sweep a yard for a whole day .

But Tarantan Undead is different!

After the great achievements of Tarantan's undead were published in newspapers, most people just looked at it out of curiosity, but for those who cared... this kind of strange undead who can fight, exorcise demons, and communicate with people, Undoubtedly a valuable item.

In particular, there has never been a commodity like "Talantan Undead" in the slave market-the first batch brought out for sale will surely command a good price!

The members of the caravan rushing on their way all had fiery eyes when they glanced at the two undead sitting on the back of the six-legged lizard.

In the underground black market, these are not undead, but two piles of golden gold coins!

What's even more wonderful is that they accidentally discovered a way to capture this kind of undead... Either sell it to a slave merchant who is willing to pay a price, or organize their own people to go back and forth to capture it, which is a way of making money!

The two girls, who were watched by more than 60 caravan members from time to time, didn't realize that the group of "NPCs" were eager to get rid of them.

"Why is the pre-hidden mission so long? Hasn't it been too long?" Yang Ying glanced at the time (on the earth plane) displayed on the system panel, "Oh, it's 11:[-] noon, I have to go offline Go shopping for groceries, Jia Luo, please check my account number for me."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come up before going offline to order takeaway." Jia Luo, who was chatting darkly, waved his hands.

"Sure." Yang Ying began to take off her equipment.

If the player goes offline without going back to the resurrection point in the main city, the skeleton will fall apart and the equipment will fall to the ground.

Let alone large pieces of equipment, such as chest armor, shoulder armor, leg armor, etc. In order to avoid losing equipment when dying in battle, players have developed a way to fix equipment on the bone frame with tools such as iron wire and nylon cable ties …For example, the straps of the breastplate are tied to the ribs with nylon cable ties, and the shoulder armor is screwed to the collarbone with wire.

But parts such as gloves and shoes are easy to fall off... After all, after the skeleton frame collapses, the phalanx and foot bones are too scattered, and they can't hold it at all.

There are also weapons-players have already practiced the operation of quick one-handed operation before starting a fight, and the operation of quickly binding the weapon to the hand with a cable tie.

Yang Ying didn't know how to play, and she didn't have any jewelry equipment on her body. She just took off her gloves and shoes and stuffed them into her backpack along with her weapon, and handed them to Jia Luo.

Next, Yang Ying took out a furoshiki that was sewed by an NPC with the help of a rookie suit (T-shirt) that was too tattered to mend, spread it out on the lizard's back, squatted in by herself, greeted Jia Luo, and fell apart on the spot. The bone frame and the equipment tied to the bones collapsed into the cloth cloth...

The members of the caravan who formed a vague encirclement circle and stared closely at the two undead on the lizard's back: "??"

Jia Luo paused the chat, skillfully rolled up and tied up the burden cloth covering Yang Ying's "bones", sat down on it, and continued to open the chat window of the friend list, chatting with online relatives and friends...

Her attitude is so calm and so used to it—after all, it is very common for players to look after each other’s "bones" when they are offline—so that the caravan members are not sure whether the undead that suddenly fell apart is real It's gone. Is one of the "commodities" missing on the spot.

A younger caravan clerk couldn't help but said: "I said... can the undead Tarantan that fell apart be sold for a price? Do those Adler slave merchants recognize it?"

"Take it there first." The caravan boss gritted his teeth, "Didn't it mean that there would be a white light when the undead of Tarantan died? Since there is no white light, it should be fine."

He said it was fine, but in fact, the caravan boss had no idea, staring at the only remaining Jia Luo more and more, urging everyone to speed up even louder.

Yang Qiu, who watched the caravan through Jia Luo's vision, was expressionless.

He suddenly felt that buying and selling undead slaves should be done by him. After the buyer brought the undead back, he would send a quest for the player to commit suicide to gain prestige, then continue to sell, then commit suicide, and then...

Well, it's a bit of a lower limit, forget it.

If there is a buyer who has a spellcaster, and the imprint of the enchantment barrier matrix such as the imprisonment and isolation effect takes effect to trap the undead, then he has to get a "new character" for the player who "lost the game character", It is not cost-effective to make up for the lost equipment of the player.

This kind of matrix branding failure leads to the situation of having to change to a "new character", but the player's potential value level (spiritual strength) will not be lost; Projected to another world to exercise out.

But replenishing the equipment is really a blood loss—especially the current equipment of the players is not completely high-end goods, and the outfits of some players who are willing to live and krypton are not even worse than some mercenaries who are more shabby.

Not to mention Brother Lahong's super RMB warrior equipped with a guardian weapon... Yang Qiu has nowhere to make up for the lost thing.

While Yang Qiu waited patiently, and chatting gossip with sister Jia Luo, the caravan arrived at a valley.

The scale of this valley is vaguely as large as the exile town deep in the Tarantan wasteland, but the surrounding mountains and forests are much more lush than the exile town.

The caravan met the spies pretending to be hunters in the woods in front of the valley, and was led to take a detour into the valley. The interior was like a real town, with not only stretches of houses, flat squares, but also It is no less popular than ordinary small towns... just like this caravan, there are several foreign merchant teams who come to make some extra money along the way.

It was dark and there was no electricity in the valley, but there were fires and torches everywhere in the square, illuminating the whole valley brightly.

A large number of goods are piled up in batches around the square, and buyers and sellers who come to trade pick and choose; at a glance, it looks like a night market in a bustling town.

"Fuck, another new map!" Jia Luo, who was sitting on the back of the six-legged lizard, straightened his upper body and looked around in amazement. Sister Ying opened up a new map for this mission! It’s a very secretive hidden map!"

The friends in the blood alliance were envious: "Is it true?"

"Oh my god, someone got the world view breakthrough mission again, and this person is not me!"

"Jia Luo, you two are not kind, and you don't cry out when there are good things!"

Jia Luo was overjoyed: "It's too late, okay? The NPC is in a hurry and won't wait! It's okay, you will have time when you open the teleportation point!"

The caravan stopped at the edge of the square, and a dozen strong caravan thugs surrounded the six-legged lizard where Jia Luo was sitting, and raised torches to illuminate Jia Luo who was busy chatting.

"Huh?" Jia Luo looked down.

In the light of the torches, the group of NPCs staring at her around the six-legged lizard... didn't look very friendly.

"...What's going on?" Jia Luo instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Two particularly tall NPCs took two steps forward, grabbed Jia Luo's arms one by one from the left and one from the right, and dragged her down.

"Damn—what are you doing?" Jia Luo was still waiting to trigger the task. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't struggle, and was obediently lifted off the six-legged lizard.

Another NPC stepped forward, lifted the backpacks of Jia Luo and Yang Ying, and grabbed the furoshiki containing Yang Ying's "bones" in his hand.

Jia Luo, who was being carried forward by two strong NPCs, looked back.

Her and Yang Ying's backpacks were stuffed into a carriage.

Yang Ying's "bones" was carried by the NPC, and walked towards the two who were supporting Jia Luo.

"Uh...mission plot?" Jia Luo muttered.

She really didn't react. After all, only players have always robbed NPCs, and she has never seen NPCs robbing players...

Next, the two people carrying Jia Luo and the one carrying Yang Ying, supported by four or five strong men, followed the boss of the caravan, hurried across the square to a three-story building in the valley. Small wooden building.

Because the crowd in the square was dense, and most of the slave goods for sale were forced to squat on the ground, Jia Luo, who was surrounded and transferred by others, didn't notice the weirdness of this place for a while.

But Yang Qiu, who "shares" Jia Luo's vision, obviously does not miss the details.

Looking at the slaves who could not help passing by the corner of Jia Luo's field of vision and were forced to squat on the ground in groups waiting to be selected, Yang Qiu's expression became colder and colder.

"—Since it is the land that Lord Adler gave up on, I will take it over."