Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Ross and the others were helplessly forced to adapt to the days when they became excellent tool-man NPCs. The long letter written by Ross himself, entrusted by Bishop Harris to transport the birds of the Hunter Association, flew thousands of kilometers in a few days. The journey, across the Middle-earth countries in the flames of war, was transported to the holy land of the Church of the Sun in the northern part of the Nabalon continent.

Rhodes' godfather, Priest Jonathan, was the first senior priest of the Holy Land to read this long letter.

After repeatedly chewing on this long letter from his excellent godson Ross, Priest Jonathan put the letter away properly and quietly waited for the opportunity.

A few days later, the investigation team was cut off from the Holy Land for more than half a month, and it was confirmed that the investigation team had fallen into the hands of the Nightmare Butcher. Only then did Priest Jonathan see the day, and asked his servants to prepare their horses and go to the council in person.

The Holy See Council is composed of twelve cardinals. It is responsible for holding consecration, recommending the bishops of each diocese, and urging each diocese to implement the will of the Pope. Its status, rights and powers can be regarded as the same equal.

The main hall of the Senate will only be opened when a diocesan bishop is recommended or dismissed, or when there is an unexpected major event. In normal times, only two cardinals are on duty in the side hall.

Priest Jonathan got off his horse outside the gate of the side hall, and explained to the ascetic monks at the door what he wanted to do. After waiting for another ten minutes, he was invited into the side hall.

"Nightmare Butcher has actually been promoted to legend."

In the side hall, the two cardinals had weird expressions after listening to Priest Jonathan's report.

The relationship between the Council of the Lieyang Church and the Tribunal... is somewhat delicate.

Generally speaking, the tribunal responsible for criminal law and punishment is only a subordinate department of the Senate, the first administrative agency under the Pope.

Taking the Church of Storms, which is as famous as the Church of the Sun, as an example, whether the Tribunal of the Church of the Storms sends a mission to suppress the rebellion in the Norsk Federation requires the approval of the Senate before sending troops; A cardinal appointed by the Senate is in charge.

But on the side of the Lieyang Church, the situation is very different... Whether the referee decides to transfer the sect does not need to obtain the approval of the council at all, and there is no need to ask the council for money or supplies - the referee can use both money and personnel. Arranged.

Such a weird situation is naturally because the Tribunal has more money and people than the Senate...

When the Kenyan Empire set its sights overseas 400 years ago, the Senate was conservative at the time, and the Tribunal chose to support it.

The Senate is still the first administrative body under the Pope, but the Inquisition has acquired massive wealth, won the surrender of all the new aristocrats who rose due to the advent of the age of navigation, and opened up countless new parishes for the Holy See—even if The Senate still retains the right to recommend the appointment and removal of bishops of all dioceses, and it has to compromise properly with the referee...or bow down.

For example... In the new territory opened up by the empire, the Senate usually pinches its nose and allows the referee to develop it into a parish that the referee has the final say on. When appointing the bishop of the parish, he only selects people from the list provided by the referee.

60 years ago, a cardinal of the Inquisition met a lunatic when he was attending a diocesan meeting in a country in Middle Earth.

This lunatic was only a "little famous" black magician at the time, and the most amazing "deed" was to hammer and kill the prince of a small country in public.

How the cardinal of the referee collided with this lunatic, the cardinals of the Senate are not very clear...

When the cardinal was stripped into a naked pig and a bear and some indescribable things happened in public, the referee burned and cleaned up many witnesses at the time, and quickly labeled the black magician a nightmare butcher; for the reputation of the Holy See Well, the Senate has also done a lot to stigmatize that lunatic.

Not long after, this lunatic came to the Holy Land to make trouble as if he had been stimulated. The Tribunal was devastated, and the Senate was also shameless. He urged the Tribunal to solve the trouble they caused as soon as possible.

In the decades that followed, the referee lost troops several times and several cardinals died in order to hunt down this lunatic. When the members of the Sun Church and the cardinals attended the imperial banquet, or dealt with priests of other Orthodox sects, they were often ridiculed by outsiders.

Now, upon hearing the intelligence sent back by the investigators, that lunatic has actually been promoted to a legend... This really made the two cardinals feel mixed.

The legends on Nabalon Continent are no more than one palm.

There are two in the Kenyan Empire, one in the western death god system, and one or two in the extreme south - one of them has not heard the news for many years, and it is not known whether he is still alive.

As for demigods... there is only one in the entire continent.

This one is still an existence that no one wants to deal with—it is rumored that high-level spellcasters are only close to the mountains where this demigod lives, and there is a risk of their will being usurped and out of control on the spot.

Legend is not a demigod after all, and it does not mean immortality. It can still be dealt with, but the price will be quite high.

In other words, if you still want the black mage who has formed a deep hatred with the Church of the Burning Sun to disappear from this world, unless the tribunal is willing to recall some high-end force, go south immediately, find that lunatic in the wasteland in the east, and kill him at all costs kill.

The two cardinals are naturally happy to see such a situation... During the time when the referee was going all out to kill this lunatic, the Senate had too many hands and feet to move, and it might be possible to end the absurd situation in which the Senate has been punished by the referee for 400 years .

But the people in the referee are not fools.

It is impossible for the referee to distinguish between a situation that has been in operation for many years and an annoying lunatic.

"In any case, the information obtained during this investigation is very important." The neatly combed black-haired cardinal nodded slightly to Priest Jonathan, appreciatively, "Your godson Ross is very good, Jonathan, I will help you You are happy."

Priest Jonathan, who was sitting upright, bowed slightly calmly.

Another brown-haired cardinal carefully read the letter written by Ross again, and said: "It's a good thing that Ben Ham Walton is still alive. Priest Ham finally doesn't have to worry about his godson. worried."

Priest Jonathan, whose face was calm and exactly the same as Ross's, understood in his heart, and said calmly: "Let me bring this good news to Priest Ham later."

This is a statement... Jonathan is willing to work with Priest Ham on matters that the Cardinal is inconvenient to show up.

Priest Hamm attaches as much importance to teaching his son Walton as he does to his own son. If Priest Hamm hadn't been running around, the investigation team would have been difficult to make.

The two cardinals glanced at each other, and the black-haired cardinal glanced at the red priest's robe on Priest Jonathan's body calmly, and said, "Young men like Knight Walton and Investigator Rhodes cannot sit idly by. Falling into the hands of the enemy, it is necessary for the council to hold a meeting in the main hall to discuss the matter. Priest Jonathan, would you like to attend the hearing?"

Priest Jonathan was refreshed. The main hall meeting, also known as the 12-member council, will be attended by all the cardinals...Eligible to attend, even if it is an auditorium, it is enough to prove that he has stepped into the core of power in the Holy Land!

"Very happy, Your Majesty." Priest Jonathan bowed respectfully.

Priest Hamm is only a white-robed priest, not qualified to attend the main hall meeting, but red-robed priest Jonathan is qualified!

It is not a trivial matter that a Solari Cult and a night watchman investigation team were captured. No matter what level of consideration, whether it is for the sake of maintaining the appearance of the Holy See, it is necessary to rescue people.

There is a lot of room for manipulation in how to rescue the captured people... Is it to use force to rescue or pay compensation to redeem people?All have to pay attention to.

Both Priest Jonathan and the Senate are determined to use this matter to make a fuss for the greatest benefit; as for Priest Hamm, who is dedicated to saving his godson Walton, he is doomed to have little say in this matter.

Yang Qiu didn't care about how much trouble would be caused by his old rival Lieyang Church because of his private seizure of the tool man NPC. He stayed in exile for a week to ensure that the new third-test players gradually adapted and integrated into the player identity. I left a projection avatar to sit in town, and I quietly left to engage in another big event...

Somewhere in the Tarantan Wasteland, Yang Qiu planed out the canyon with the remains of ancient warriors.

Kingsley, who came a day earlier, was sitting in front of a small tent deep in the canyon, listening to the radio drama program pushed by the Inadeli radio station on the radio, and nibbling snacks boredly.

Near the tent, Kingsley's mount, a huge zombie beetle with moss and spots on its chitinous shell, is mechanically crawling back and forth on the steep rock wall of the canyon... This kind of low-level animal who also has no intelligence Monster mounts are favored by some unpopular black mages.

Kingsley, who had been alone in this canyon for more than ten hours, suddenly felt a wave of magic power caused by the space being torn apart.

Kingsley, who was holding a snack bag of millet crisps, got up quickly, turned his head, and saw... not far from the tent, a space-time rift was forming rapidly.

Not long after, his rebel Yang emerged from the rift in time and space.

As soon as he saw Yang Qiu, Kingsley complained loudly: "Isn't it just throwing rubbish into the collapsed demon world? You need to be so mysterious, and you have to go to such a barren mountain?"

"You don't understand, this matter is very serious, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful."

Yang Qiu glanced left and right, then unleashed his mental power, searched the area within a radius of 500 meters, and confirmed that there was absolutely no third living creature nearby besides him and Kingsley, and then waved his hand to signal Kingsley to back away and let him out. enough distance.

Kingsley took a dozen or so steps back inexplicably, and then saw his rebel Yang show off the space bracelet on his wrist, and put a large iron drum with a height of half a person on the ground...

"——It's just a piece of trash, and it's packaged with this kind of high-quality steel?!" Kingsley looked shocked.

Yang Qiu, however, seemed to be very apprehensive of these iron drums, which seemed to be of high quality at first sight, and urged Kingsley repeatedly: "Hurry up and tear down the dimensional barrier that collapsed the demon world, and throw these things in."

Kingsley had no choice but to open the collapsed gate of the Demon Realm that he had searched for for a long time before relocating. When he lifted the iron drum with the mage's hand, he said again reluctantly: "Are you sure you want to throw it in like this? It's too wasteful." , just pour out the contents, wouldn’t it be good to keep this iron bucket—”

"Throw it for me!" Yang Qiu resolutely pointed his fingers in the direction of the collapsed demon world gate.

"I think you've really lived a good life. You forgot the time when you even had to repair and repair an iron pot!" Kingsley cursed while throwing the iron bucket at the Collapsing Demon Realm.

Yang Qiu didn't bother to care about this poor sorcerer who was soaked in poverty, took a camera in his hand to take pictures of the processing process, and simultaneously controlled several hands of the sorcerer to throw nuclear waste into the collapsed gate of the demon world.

After disposing of a bracelet of nuclear waste, Yang Qiu returned to the earth, handed the camera to the relevant personnel in protective suits on the earth side, took the camera with a brand new memory card, loaded it with a bracelet of nuclear waste, and reinstalled the camera. Go back to the alien world and repeat the process...

If he goes back and forth several times, Yang Qiu can be regarded as having completed the first business deal with the multi-billion-dollar project of his hometown government...

After disposing of the last batch of domestic nuclear waste, the personnel who were in contact with Yang Qiu solemnly shook hands with Yang Qiu, and very naturally mentioned the time for the next handover—after all, it is a big business that needs to pay for billions of materials, Huaxia If the country is not rich, it can only handle its own affairs well.

Yang Qiu is also a native of Huaxia, and he is very familiar with his family's style of careful planning no matter how big or small it is, and he responds very naturally...that is, coaxing Kingsley to a remote place to open a door to do coolie work , can't do much.

Next, Yang Qiu used a fraction of the large income that Kingsley earned... to send this guy away, and let him choose a place in the Rhine Kingdom to build a tower, and Yang Qiu will provide him with all the materials, manpower, and magic materials. .

Kingsley happily ran to find a place, and Yang Qiu packed and used the cash supplies that the country had sent him in a steady stream, and started a large-scale construction project in the territory of Innadali...

During the entire (foreign time) August and September, during the period when the players of the third test tried their best to take a turn and get out of the town of exile, the roads between the towns of Innatrix were refurbished, and some main roads were paved with cement. The road was also re-paved with gravel crushed by a gravel machine. The experience of the locals "covered in dust on sunny days and muddy feet on rainy days" has gradually become history.

There are also dozens of bridge decks that can pass pneumatic vehicles on the large and small rivers in Inadili, which greatly shortens the transportation distance between towns and villages.

The thermal power plant "donated" by the expert group was completed in September of this year on the plain north of Innadri city and near the Barcelo River, and the electricity tower was built directly in the wilderness in the south of the Adler territory—near In October, the residents of the new town opened up wasteland also got electricity.

Along with the construction of roads and power facilities, there is also a local labor force—tens of thousands of people have come out of Westham, Innatrix City, and the former slaves who have received Innatrix citizenship, who have received simple literacy An industrial worker who is close to the level of the third world country on the earth.

This group of local workers who have a certain level of education, know how to obey commands, obey orders, and abide by collective order are the greatest wealth that Yang Qiu has obtained besides investing a lot of materials in local infrastructure construction.

When the golden autumn comes in October, the city hall will organize the local workers who have completed the first phase of the "Village Access, Every Village Electricity" plan to engage in "team building" and arrange to go to the countryside to assist in the autumn harvest... The legend of the black magician·Yang Jinsheng The news suddenly spread overwhelmingly in the Nabalon continent.

Calmly put down the Wangdu Magazine whose cover had his wanted arrest warrants from many years ago printed on it, Yang Qiu stroked his chin and pondered for a while, then said to himself: "Promote my threat, but don't take Tarantan's undead as return." Things... it seems that it is time for the players to go out and make a name for themselves."

The newcomers of the third test have already stepped into the first round collectively in September of the alien time, and can follow the old players to the depths of the Tarantan wasteland.

The reason why this group of players were not released was because Yang Qiu was waiting for news from Odis's territory... The Odis family made it clear that they would not accept the intervention of the Rose royal family. Yang Qiu originally thought that the Rose royal family would take the lead in anger. Starting a war.

"Since the Rose royal family is weak, let's fight the anti-tax war first!"