Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

The first night of becoming a captive was much simpler than what Ross and the others imagined.

No imprisonment, interrogation, torture, or even detention—they promised to abide by the rules set by the Nightmare Butcher. The drawstring was undone.

It's no wonder that Kenyans don't know this kind of cable tie... This unattractive gadget is a Kevlar cable tie specially customized by Yang Qiu - heat-resistant, flame-resistant, anti-static, and acid-resistant Alkali, high strength, high wear resistance, high tear resistance, it is no problem to trap general professional grade.

The only pity is that this product of earth polymer chemical technology cannot trap the caster... When the caster's spiritual force acts on the material world, it can deconstruct artificial or natural creations from the molecular level, and can also change them through the universal space transformation magic. In the space where one is located, it is difficult for the caster to be restricted by conventional means of restraint.

Anyway, the caster is not Chinese cabbage, and it is even rarer for the church or a certain noble to jump out to trouble Yang Qiu, so Yang Qiu just ignores it...

After the Kenyan night watchmen regained their freedom, Yang also generously gave them clothes (except for the female warriors, the rest of them had no pants left, and they couldn’t do without clothes), and arranged a residence—a brick house built by the undead. .

Leading the 11 people to the residential area of ​​Life Lane and distributing them in four adjacent bungalows, Yang Qiu thoughtfully introduced the precautions for living in the exile town to this group of newly hired tool man NPCs: Is there a building with a tin roof? That is the canteen of the Undead Chamber of Commerce, and three meals are provided every day from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, and from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm."

"Don't worry about the meal cost, this part of the cost is included in your work remuneration - our Tarantan is a place of order, and people who work here can get corresponding remuneration regardless of their status , and there will be no deduction."

"The daily necessities you need can also be obtained in the cafeteria of the Undead Chamber of Commerce, including ladies' supplies, and the cost will also be converted into your salary."

"Besides—" Yang Qiu smiled and looked at several young people including Ge Jier, and said with deep meaning, "In addition to the undead and zombies, there are also some commoner women in the town. These commoner women are all important to Tarantan. The people, their personal safety and property safety are protected by Lord Tarantan, that is, this old man, please don’t do anything to embarrass this old man.”

Ge Jier: "..."

Just tell me, what are you staring at me for? !Do I look like the kind of guy who would bully civilian women? ?

Ross was a little relieved after hearing this... Paying attention to the protection of civilian women shows that the Nightmare Butcher is not too crazy.

Of course, Yang Qiu is not crazy, he is extremely rational—Miaobi Shenghua, a clever brain player, interprets the mission very accurately, and he does not want these night watchmen to enter the exile town without being disarmed; in case The civilians who worked so hard to raise fat and full of loyalty lost a lot in the exchange of fire. Who will pay for it?

He never felt that these civilians from the border towns of the Principality of Shiga were useless—not to mention Mia, the head steward of Westem’s logistics department and a respected pillar; even the ones taken away by the national team A group of older grassroots students have now been sent down to serve as village officials in various villages in Westem. How much the autumn harvest of Westem will increase this year depends on them!

Now these civilians who are still in exiled town & desolation are all learning a little bit of culture under the leadership of the two old uncles in the cafeteria. Don’t expect to say that everyone will become talented, just be mediocre ordinary people and do some basic work It's still okay, and it can endure hardships and know better than young people.

After briefly explaining the rules that need to be followed in life in the exile town, Yang Qiu left with the lantern in his hand, letting the night watchmen do their own ideological work for themselves.

Worrying about them running away or something... doesn't exist.

Not to mention all the ground lizards and horses were cut off by Yang Qiu, and all the equipment and weapons were taken away by the players; as far as Tarantan was concerned, if they ran out of town for three days without looking back, Yang Qiu would have to respect them as men.

If you don’t know what’s good and what’s wrong, you’re still fighting…then it’s going to be a lot of fun, not to mention that there are a dozen or so former thieves and more than 30 operators in the town, just the players who are active in the town day and night are enough for these guys to drink a pot... …

After Yang Qiu left, Luo Zi and the others did not dare to act rashly, and they all gathered in a room to meet and discuss.

These brick and tile bungalows built by the players for the task of moving bricks are on the same level as the shanty towns in the cities of China 30 years ago... It can only be said that they can barely live in, and other advantages are gone.

Although crude, the furniture is quite complete, including beds, cabinets, tables, and chairs—after all, many places in City A are being demolished, and it is not costly to collect these 20 or [-]-year-old furniture in the flea market; if it is not for exile There is no electricity in the town, and even a lot of home appliances can be moved here at the price of scrap copper and rotten iron...

Ge Jier sat on an old man's armchair that was still in the rubbish dump of some demolition households in city A, and was picked up and sold on the flea market. We're staying here, what do you think?"

"How else can you look at it? Do you still want to run away?" The female soldier unaccustomedly pulled off the short-sleeved jumper (actually it is the novice T-shirt worn by the players), and said angrily, "The streets outside are full of undead. , I don’t want to be tied up like pigs and sheep by those dirty skeletons again.”

Ge Jier was very dissatisfied, and wanted to say something, but Ross raised his hand to stop him.

"When we entered Tarantan, Bishop Harris had already reported our itinerary to the Holy Land." Ross said calmly, "We lost contact with the Holy Land, and the Holy Land will respond automatically. We just need to wait patiently."

Ge Jier wanted to say something, but stopped talking.

Ross glanced at him and comforted him: "Be patient, Gejir. A religious order and an investigation team were lost here. Those conservative priests in the Holy Land can't object this time no matter what."

Ge Jier could only shut his mouth resentfully.

Ross knew that his subordinates were trying their best to calm down at the moment. In fact, everyone was extremely uneasy about the status of this prisoner as a captive... This is also understandable. After all, a few hours ago, no matter where they went Any territory on the mainland will be inspected by the night watchman investigators treated by the local people.

Ross's heart was actually not calm, but he couldn't show it in front of his subordinates, so he comforted everyone with a calmer and calmer attitude than usual, and Ross asked everyone to rest.

Among the four rooms, the female warrior had to occupy one of them, and the others had to squeeze in. Ross took the lead and left three of them to share the room with him, and let the remaining six men allocate the other two rooms by themselves.

It wasn't until the three people in the same room snored that Ross dared to reveal his anxiety in the dark, staring at the ceiling in a daze with a gloomy face.

Where there are people, there must be battles, even the Holy Land of the Sun Church cannot avoid it.

In other words, due to the substantial expansion of the Sun Church's power over the past 400 years, the internal strife in the Holy Land of the Sun is far more intense than other orthodox sects... Even the deadly enemy of the Church of the Sun, the Nightmare Butcher, is in the Holy Land. There are priests with different views inside who have been arguing.

Yang himself could sense that the Church of the Sun was using the lives of knights of the order to consume him, so how could the Church of the Sun not know about it?

The Tribunal did a very bad job, but the senior priests who were not from the Tribunal in the Holy Land couldn't say anything—after all, the Tribunal had already lost several cardinals in the matter of chasing and killing the Nightmare Butcher.

Ross, who was not sleepy, sighed slightly.

It's a bit weird to say, but the situation is like this... The ones who hold a conservative attitude towards clearing the nightmare butcher are actually the priests who presided over the matter in the tribunal.

Most of the sects that were thrown out as flags to consume Nightmare Butcher were people like Walton who were not "direct descendants" of the tribunal and had no powerful families to rely on.

Walton's godfather, Priest Hamm, was extremely dissatisfied with this arrangement. After the Walton Church lost contact, it was also Priest Hamm who united with the senior priests who disliked the referee and strongly advocated the release of the Night Watch investigation team.

Ross's godfather, Priest Jonathan, was well aware of the risks of this trip. Before the investigation team left, Priest Jonathan came to meet his godson Ross and told him that if he had any possibility of direct or indirect contact with the Nightmare Butcher, he must Don't take radical measures—although the Church of the Burning Sun insists that the Nightmare Butcher is a lunatic with countless dead souls under him, in fact, the senior priests of the Holy Land know very well that this black mage is not crazy at all.

Seeing the Nightmare Butcher with his own eyes this time also fits Ross' guess about him.

The Nightmare Butcher didn't use any outrageous excuses such as "it is a crime for people from the Order of the Sun to break into Tarantan", but adopted the rhetoric of "they hurt the undead of Tarantan"... Obviously, this black man The magician is indeed not a person who disregards order as rumored by the outside world. On the contrary, this black magician is trying to establish his own "order".

Although it's a bit funny, Ross can tell... this black mage who has been demonized in the rumors is indeed planning to live in the wilderness of Tarantan, among a group of undead and civilians who don't know where he came from. , establish and maintain a certain "order" that he recognizes and pursues.

Compared with the rogue horse bandits who live in no fixed place, for the local managers, the bandits who hope to occupy a certain place as king are precisely less threatening-the former are unscrupulous, while the latter will Learn to communicate with official forces like a serious politician and compromise (being recruited).

The Nightmare Butcher chose the latter path, and still occupied a hill in the eastern part of the mainland far away from the Diocese of Lieyang. Logically speaking, the Church seems to be able to try to compromise with this person... But Ross knew very well that such a compromise was not advisable.

From the moment he entered Innatrix until he came to the Nightmare Butcher's lair, everything Ross investigated made the investigator deeply feel the Nightmare Butcher's great threat to the Church.

If the Holy Land takes compromise measures against the Nightmare Butcher, it will not eliminate the hidden danger at all, but only leave the hidden danger until decades later to erupt—and by then, this black mage will only make the Holy See more jealous and more headache .

Ross never wants to see that day come.

"Just like what we decided when we came...pretend to obey this guy first." Ross secretly cheered himself up, "As long as you don't be deceived like Walton, and investigate from the inside, maybe it will be easier to find this guy's weakness. "

In the early morning of the next day, Ross got up with dark circles under his eyes, woke up all his subordinates, and led everyone to the canteen of the Undead Chamber of Commerce that the Nightmare Butcher pointed out to them yesterday.

The fact that the food provided by the undead can be eaten, Ross and others have already learned about it when they were in the city of Inador... especially the very sweet Tarantan (moon cake), if not The store is running out of stock, and Ross is willing to buy more as dry food.

As soon as they walked to the small square in front of the cafeteria, Ross and the others saw several middle-aged and elderly men and women with physical disabilities washing vegetables by the well beside the square.

Behind the well and in front of the building that looks like a warehouse, there are two undead who are coming in and out to help move things.

When the two undead saw Ross and his party, one of them seemed very excited, pointing at them and yelling KABAKABA.

Ross stared at the two undead for a while, hesitated, and took out a rhododendron-shaped badge from his pocket...

——This group of people are members of the Lieyang Church after all. Yang Qiu didn't pull them into the matrix, but issued badges that could be used as temporary "permission to join the battle" so that they could work as tool man NPCs.

As soon as he pinched the badge in his hand, the strange voice of KABAKABA in Ross' ears turned into a young woman's, not very polite voice: "That's right, it's them, the apostles of the evil god that I spawned from the hidden mission I triggered Vanilla Boss and they formed a group to help me do the task and catch it!"

Ross: "??"

Another undead made a weird gesture to Ross and the others, and also made a young woman's voice, still the voice of a girl: "Are these NPCs also high-level NPCs? They look so poor, and their equipment is fashionable. Won’t it be refreshed after dropping it?”

"The equipment of advanced NPCs will not be refreshed casually, they are all out of print, or the price of attribute equipment is so much higher than that of whiteboard equipment." Never miss the daily routine of the cafeteria and use the time between classes to brush up tasks Teacher Yuchi said with a smile, "Huahuashuo will trigger this hidden mission most likely because my Chamber of Commerce reputation is high enough, you remember to come up on time to pick up the daily routine here, this is the most stable point to collect the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce. "

"Understood, teacher." Teacher Yuchi's new apprentice said obediently.

Ross couldn't understand most of the content of the communication between the two undead, but the part he could understand was enough to make his ass hurt...

There are women among the undead - no, this seems to be nothing to be surprised about - the undead still despise them for looking poor? !

Isn't it you dirty robbers who stole all our gear? !

Ross took a deep breath, thankful that the others hadn't taken out their badges, otherwise a young man with strong self-esteem like Gejill might be furious.

Silently leading the subordinates into the cafeteria, a life-like undead in a waistband and sleeves greeted them.

"Morning, you came here at noon... last night, right?" Master Liu, who is also an online GM and also takes care of his duties as a chef in the cafeteria, waved cheerfully to the investigators, "Sit down first, the dumplings will be served soon." Just fine."

Ross looked silently at the undead who enthusiastically opened the chair and greeted them to sit down.

He was a little confused for a while, not knowing how to deal with this undead who seemed to be very friendly to them...

"Oh, do you find it difficult to adapt to my skeleton?" Master Liu said with a good-natured smile, "Lord Yang said that you are from other places, and you haven't seen undead before, it's okay, just get used to it." alright."

Ross hesitated, nodded reluctantly, did not respond to Master Liu's warm hospitality, and only waved silently for his subordinates to sit down.

Master Liu is used to dealing with the unruly former thieves, and he doesn't care if these "new aboriginal colleagues" are not very polite, so he calls a temporary worker civilian who helps the cook to come in to help him, and he returns to the In the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Soon, the former thieves who often lived in the town of exile and the operators who came to help temporarily came to the cafeteria one after another.

Tailor Anthony, who was taller than Walton, with a fierce face and full of banditry, glanced at the members of the investigation team who occupied two tables, ignored them, and took his share and that of the female workers in his tailor shop. leave.

Ma Nan, who also looked like a gangster, was a little interested in these newcomers, so he took a few extra glances at them while receiving the meal.

The operators did not have to take care of their own female workers like the former thieves did. They all ate in the cafeteria. Since they had been notified by Lord Yang from the matrix, they all greeted their "new colleagues" friendly.

This very normal, very common way of treating them made a group of Kenyans feel uncomfortable... Really, if the followers of these Nightmare Butchers swear at each other, or make a few offensive and provocative words, they will not feel so awkward .

Obviously they were snatched by the undead and then coerced and lured by the Nightmare Butcher to stay and work. How did it look like they came here specially to join the job?

After having breakfast with mixed feelings, Yang came over and arranged jobs for them.

"The Traveler's Guild is short of people. Half of you have to stay there to help."

On the way leading the investigators to their posts, Yang Qiu warmly and cordially introduced to these new tool workers: "The so-called career mentors are just professions, so you don't need to think too much. In fact, you don't need your guidance. What about the undead... just follow the procedure to give the undead the specified tasks and settlement rewards."

"Our undead friends are generally very friendly, and will not 'actively' engage in physical conflicts with you. If they are occasionally disrespectful in words, please don't mind, our undead friends are not malicious. It's just that I don't know much about the etiquette of the material plane..."

"Our undead friends occasionally do some mischief, you need to try to stop their excessive behavior..."