Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

For players whose mental power has generally reached the quasi-professional level, the upper limit of the blood bar of the game character (the upper limit of damage tolerance) has tripled compared to when he first entered the "game"-after all, the player level has risen, the equipment has also increased, and the damage tolerance If the upper limit is not raised, players will definitely regard it as a BUG and greet the planning ancestors.

Anyway, these old bones dug out from the depths of the Tarantan wasteland that have been infested with demonic energy for thousands of years are already very strong, and they are not so easy to break if they are beaten.

Players at level 0 will not hang up if they accidentally fall apart, and they will still be alive and kicking when they put together. Of course, players at level [-] are not afraid of "demolition"... Theoretically, as long as the game character (the bone of a thousand-year-old corpse) does not suffer from damage beyond the upper limit of the blood bar (The upper limit of damage tolerance), players will not hang up offline when playing human bone puzzles with each other.

The two sisters worked together in a relay. After Jia Luo stuffed her head out, Yang Ying handed out her bones one by one, and then Yang Ying took out her own skull, and then Jia Luo stretched her arms in to deliver the food. Take out her parts from the bayonet...

The skull can pass through, but the rest of the bones are fine. In contrast, the equipment on Yang Ying took a little time. The warrior breastplate on her body had to be disassembled, and then the outer armor was disassembled into parts. , to hand it out from the bayonet.

After tossing for about half an hour, the two girls successfully "escaped".

Next... the two girls strictly followed the mission requirements, and conscientiously started the mission of scouts-walking every street in this valley under the premise of ensuring that they are not exposed or discovered (stepping on the spot) , and use identification on all larger buildings (investigate the distribution of enemy forces).

If the entropy does not increase, the player who plays the game with his brain will not be a scout honestly, and he will have to do some tricks to say anything.

But it is Yang Ying and Jia Luo who are doing this task, so there is no need to worry about it... These two are ordinary players who don’t bother to read the task text if it is too long, and are distracted to do other things if the game plot is too long , Exploring the map and discovering new plots did not exist in the minds of the two of them at all.

Isn't it nice to directly complete the task and get the reward? Why bother with so many things!

What's even better is that Yang Ying and Jia Luo belong to the type of players who accidentally point out the hidden detection skill points - the monster spawning map like the spider lair that always adds a monster and leads to the destruction of the group, and the careless poisonous fog swamp If you pull more than one or two elite monsters, the group will be wiped out. These two girls are almost ruined.

From time to time, casual players organize parkour activities in Inadoli City, which makes Yang Ying and Jia Luo, who would go to join in the fun when they have time, are especially proficient in the wall-climbing rooms...

The CD only needs 30 seconds of identification, which makes the two girls better at avoiding the enemy's vision in the dark than professional thieves-the two of them can find out which direction and how far away there are people across the building, which is similar to opening the perspective hanger; In order to prevent the slaves from escaping, this population black market base camp is patrolled by thugs no matter how late it is, and there is no threat to the two girls.

By the time the city hall operatives, Yongwang town militia, and beast militia consisted of a thousand-man brigade, they rushed into the southern wilderness of Adler's territory, and the two sisters had already run through all the streets and alleys in the valley town.

When Barton, who was in charge of this operation, followed the guidance sent by Yang Qiu through the imprint matrix and led the large army towards the valley town, the two girls were also diligently continuing to complete the second part of the mission "Deep into the Enemy Camp": Investigate terrain and light and dark sentinels in and around the valley.

When Barton saw the crater in the direction of the valley town in the distance, the two girls had already completed the second ring, and ran out according to the task guide to join the "friendly army" carrying the undead teleportation array...

It was four o'clock in the morning in another world, and it was only 03:30 in the afternoon on earth.

During this period of time, there are not many players online. For example, the entropy of good students who never skip classes has not increased, and they have already gone offline to attend classes.

But just the working party who happened to be on vacation, college students who happened to have no classes, plus freelancers and some players who decisively asked for leave and skipped classes after knowing that there were battlefield missions, there were thousands of 400 people.

Because of the big mouth of Jialuo who broadcast the progress of the mission throughout the whole process, the group of players who have been waiting for a long time even formed a large group and squatted near the teleportation point to wait; as soon as the system announced that the worldview breakthrough mission was completed and the dynamic battlefield mission was triggered , then Qi Shuashua received the task and sent it over...

At [-]:[-] a.m. in another world, in the valley town, the square that is used for business and rented out to foreign caravans for temporary camps is peaceful.

Although it is quiet, it is not that there are no activities... After all, the caravans that will come to this popular black market base camp are not good people, and the valley will be on guard; even the few caravans that rented the venue for the night have not He didn't show any intention of causing trouble, and there would be thugs on duty all night.

Near the entrance of the valley, under a two-story wooden building, several muscular and strong men sat around the fire, watching the entire square.

Diagonally opposite the group, close to the direction of the buildings in the valley town, there is also a wooden building of the same specification, and several thugs on duty at night are also arranged downstairs.

These two wooden buildings are quite different from the conventional buildings in the town. The first floor does not live in people, but is used to raise ground lizards; when slaves try to escape or foreign caravans try to make trouble in the valley , the thugs on duty grabbed their weapons and pulled out the ground lizard horses, and within half an hour, most of the problems could be quelled.

On the south side of the square, backed by the rock wall cut out by manpower, and close to the entrance of the valley, is the venue rented by the Tachia caravan.

More than 20 vehicles and horses formed a circle, and all caravan members pitched tents to rest in the circle.

Old Bert, who sold the two undead and the skills to capture the undead for 500 gold coins a few hours ago, stared at his bloodshot eyes, worrying about gains and losses all night.

The windfall of 100 gold coins is indeed not a small number, but it is still far below old Burt's psychological expectations... An undead is worth [-] gold coins, and the method of trapping undead is bought out for just [-] gold coins, Augusta This black-hearted Adler slave trader is too much!

But old Burt really didn't have the guts to turn against Augusta. He was an old merchant, and he knew very well the background of Augusta, an Adler slave trader—he was a jazz.

The so-called jazz refers to a "short-term nobleman" who has obtained the title of baron but cannot pass on the title to his descendants.

In aristocratic circles, knight is just a title, which means that this person is qualified to deal with decent people.

If it were in Tachia, the northern territory of the Rhine Kingdom, old Bert might not be afraid of a lifetime knight. A merchant like him who can run long-distance caravans can more or less be related to nobles; At home, Burt Sr. is not qualified to be tough.

"If it wasn't for worrying about Innadri's people chasing after me, how could I take advantage of these bastards!"

Unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning, old Burt simply sat up, thinking bitterly: "Since these guys are not decent...then don't blame me for not being decent!"

During the activities of the old Burt's caravan in Innatrix, he saw the undead moving in the Innatrix City Hall with his own eyes, and he would also deal with those capable operators.

Obviously, there are all kinds of rumors circulating in the outside world, such as Charlie Rex is actually a puppet of the black magician, those undead are actually monitoring him, or these undead are just special alien mercenaries who serve those who pay Such statements are not necessarily accurate-the relationship between Tarantan's undead and Inadoli must be deeper than outsiders imagined.

It is precisely because of such concerns that old Burt is eager to take the undead to the valley town to sell - he has already made up his mind, first sell the two undead to see the situation; If so, then the trouble has already been passed on, and it has nothing to do with him.

If the Innatrix didn't come after him, he would either continue to engage in the business of capturing the undead, or sell the method of capture, and old Bert would not lose money.

It's just that they didn't expect that these Adler slave traders would be so disregarding their appearance, and they wanted to send old Bert away for just five hundred gold coins.

"You don't have to wait for Innadali to catch up. I'll report back as soon as the day breaks!" Old Bert took out a match, lit the lantern, and packed his belongings lightly.

"Two undead took our caravan's caravan to play in the southern wasteland of Adler, and they were snatched away... No, no, those undead may have a way to communicate with the Innatrix. This kind of rhetoric can't be fooled ..."

"Wait, just put it another way—our caravan is staying in the town here, and the Adlers are very curious about the undead that came with us. They invited them to be their guests, but they suddenly turned around and snatched them away. And throwing down 500 gold coins, talking nonsense, this is the price to buy these two undead!"

"That's right, that's it! The undead don't respond to our words, they should only be able to communicate with the Innatrix, and they don't understand what we're talking about!"

"The packages of the two undead are still in my caravan, which just proves that my statement is correct!"

The more old Burt thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. He immediately got up and went to a corner of the tent, picked up the two backpacks that were thrown there casually, and put them in a box solemnly, ready to use them as a "report" to the Innatrix. exhibit……

When the Tachiya trader was thinking about how to take revenge on the Adler slave trader and how to get himself out safely, he suddenly heard a faint sound of "cha, cha".

Old Burt suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and the cold sweat fell off his forehead in a flash.

This special sound... is the footsteps of the undead!

Old Burt straightened up and listened for a while, then opened the corner of the tent curtain tremblingly, and looked up following the sound.

Above the rough rock wall cut out by manpower, on the steep mountain slope with a height of about four meters, among the clusters of raspberry vines, unknown weeds and overgrown shrubs, the figure of a skeleton flashed past.

Old Burt quickly lowered the curtain and retracted into the tent.

Before the frightened Takia trader could understand the situation he was facing, there was a terrified roar from the direction of the two-story building monitoring the square not far from the Takia caravan camp: "who--"

The warning sound only sounded once and a half before it stopped abruptly, interrupted by the muffled sound of weapons colliding and heavy objects hitting the human body.

Then, there was a series of screams...

"Ahhhh!"

"Oh my god, it's undead!"

Accompanied by the sound of screams, the sound of "crack, crack" that was only faintly heard before suddenly became dense...

There are also more and more chaotic sounds of weapon collisions and object collisions.

Old Burt heard people who were woken up in the camp of his caravan yelling curses, and some people made sleepy inquiries.

These scolding and questioning voices turned into screams in a short time, and the movements of hand-to-hand combat became louder and louder.

Old Burt swallowed, pulled out the long knife under the sleeping bag, boldly opened the door curtain, stretched out half of his body, and looked in the direction of the wooden building not far away.

With just one glance, old Burt was dumbfounded.

The direction of the entrance of the valley has been overwhelmed by the undead, and only the top of the wooden building can be seen.

On the steep mountains on both sides of the entrance of the valley, large groups of undead rushed down continuously, rushed into the square, and rushed to the various caravan camps.

The Tachia caravan, which is competing with the wooden building at the entrance, has also been half-surrounded by the undead... No, it has been infiltrated by the undead...

The thugs of the caravan are not all useless, many of them are trying to resist, but a small-scale resistance is completely useless to the undead who have even fought against the regular army formation several times; The undead jumped over the defense line of wagons and carriages placed in a circle, jumped into the camp, and grabbed anyone they saw, and grabbed weapons and all valuable items on their bodies.

After the robbery was over, they knocked people down and bound their hands and feet with strange thin white strips...

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the old Burt, the caravan leader, the Tachia caravan that he painstakingly brought out quickly fell into the hands of the undead...

"Stop, stop! I'm not a bad person, I, I want to inform! I'm the one who wants to report!"

Old Burt screamed in panic and stumbled out of the tent, trying to communicate with the undead raging in his camp.

Two undead who were tying up his caravan thugs noticed Old Burt. One of the undead straightened up and stretched out its bone claws to Old Burt - snatching the long knife in his hand and skillfully tied the nylon cable ties to old Burt's wrist.

"Miss gold coins, you can't do this! You can't do this—!"

Old Burt was crying and yelling, but...the undead couldn't understand what he was talking about. When they tied him up, they pushed him to the side of the thug leader, and ran into Old Burt's tent happily. One-pass search...

Players will only grab items that can be scanned for value (can be exchanged for prestige and game coins with Yang Qiu) through identification techniques. Items that cannot be exchanged for prestige game coins after identification are transparent to players; After snatching away the floating wealth carried by the members of the Taqiya caravan, they left the captives in place and rushed to the next caravan camp excitedly.

The fate of other caravans on the square is similar to that of Taqia caravan...

"Damn, it's over in just a few minutes?" A player who climbed the mountain slowly and fell behind finally rushed into the square. After running a few camps, all he saw were prisoners bundled up all over the place. You have to curse, "Are you locusts in transit, save some!"

"Mengxin is doing a battlefield mission for the first time, big brothers, please be merciful!"

"Come inside! There are still monsters inside!" A kind player reminded in the Datuan team channel.

"Come here!" The group of players who almost didn't even drink their soup hurriedly ran towards the buildings in the valley town.

When Patton led the militia troops into the valley, all he could see... was the town square in front of the town, which was full of people lying on their backs, a mess and mourning.

In the street area at the end of the square, a mess of chickens and dogs can be seen and heard from a long distance away.

Ossirian King, an orc warrior of the Order of the Sun, was dumbfounded because he had only seen the undead fight against the Orc warrior Ossirian King because of his secret mission.

The human militiamen and orc militiamen who saw this scene for the first time were completely unable to recover.

"This, how long has it been?" Ossirian King looked at Barton in a trance.

When the undead climbed the mountain, Ossirian was personally leading the orc militiamen to clean up the light and dark sentries outside the valley one by one, and the time between the two sides was less than 10 minutes.

With a quick glance at the square in front of the town, you can see seven or eight caravan camps. Even if the thugs of these caravans are all pigs, they will all be taken down in a few minutes, right? !

Barton looked calm, and showed Ossirian a habitual smile: "So I said, let the undead come... We just need to follow behind and clean up."

More than 400 undead with quasi-professional combat power, who are not afraid of death, and who can come and go freely in the dark, attacked a small town with a defense force at the level of noble private soldiers at night, and Barton couldn't think of how to lose.