Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

When the nobles of Du Tata City blamed the world for the confiscation of their gray industries with the fastest income and the most lucrative profits, in the lord's mansion, Yang Qiu was just confessing an extremely important matter like the newly appointed lord Adela. thing.

"Make a reasonable reward for the undead who came to hand in the captives?" Colson O'Neill was immediately refreshed when he heard this topic.

"Yes." Yang Qiu said, "There is no established standard for this kind of reward, and to a certain extent, you can act according to your preferences. But I must remind you that the reward should not be too high or too low, otherwise it will hurt you." It will cause unnecessary trouble when we need help from our undead friends in the future."

Coulson felt a little dizzy at the time...

His feelings towards the Tarantan undead spirits are probably similar to those of the Stanford detectives who witnessed the undead battle scenes with their own eyes. These fearless and arrogant skeletons are really in a dangerous and incomplete way. A delicate state of danger, brutality and not quite brutality.

Listening to what Mr. Yang said, if you give rewards to the undead indiscriminately, it seems that it will cause very serious problems...

"My suggestion is that you can refer to Phoenix's practice in the Otis family." Yang Qiu smiled and said, "Last time, when the undead kidnapped the prince of the Principality of Lionel for Phoenix, Phoenix handed over the name The souls of important captives are honored as family knights."

Coulson hurriedly bowed slightly gratefully: "I understand, Mr. Yang, I will consider it carefully."

The Duke and Prince are worth knight titles plus knight fiefdoms. In other words, among the captives in the First World War in Dutata City, Earl Ezekiel with the highest status should not exceed this standard, nor should it be too low.

Yang Qiu nodded in satisfaction.

He had a lot of things to do, and he didn't have enough time to lead the new Lord Adler with his bare hands. It would be easier to let the other party use their brains and ponder more.

"You are different from Qina, the news that the undead of Tarantan came out to fight for you, even if we have an impeccable excuse for revenge, you will be regarded as a shameless person who has taken refuge in me, an evil black magician. "

Yang Qiu raised his right hand, and the purple-black magic power that ordinary people can intuitively see with the naked eye rose like smoke in his palm, creating a complex and exquisite magic brand: "You need to be like Rex, familiarize yourself with and master the contact with the undead as soon as possible." This will be a challenge for you, but I don't think you will be willing to wait until this time to be afraid of difficulties."

"Of course, Mr. Yang, this is exactly what I expected." Coulson O'Neill, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, immediately stood up bravely and walked towards the black magician on the high-back chair.

Yang Qiu smiled slightly, and branded his matrix into Coulson's soul.

This is the proof of the follower, and it is also the pass to enter the magic net matrix.

Telephone lines can be cut, telegrams can be interfered, and messengers can be intercepted; and the connection in the imprint matrix will never be interrupted as long as Yang Qiu himself is not dead, as long as the mage tower is still there.

Colson O'Neill, who was pulled into the imprint matrix, had a magical scene that was invisible to the naked eye and could only be perceived by the soul——

He seems to be in the sky full of stars, becoming a part of the stars that twinkle and reflect each other.

Inexplicably, he felt a wonderful sense of reassurance, and he could feel that he had a deeper and more unbreakable connection with this strange starry sky than blood.

He has no fear of the boundless darkness beyond the nebula, and he instinctively knows that if he accidentally falls into the endless void, the countless stars that echo his breath will stretch out in unison. Reach out and grab him firmly.

Qina Darcy saw her cousin standing there in a daze with a drunken face, and looked at Yang Qiu worriedly.

"Don't worry, Coulson is just getting used to the feeling of having countless spiritual anchors." Yang Qiu smiled gently.

Qina smiled clearly when she remembered her experience when she was accepted into the magic net matrix.

The vast majority of ordinary people do not have the opportunity to enter the spiritual matrix.

Even in a territory blessed by the caster, those who can enter the magic net matrix of the spell caster are often only eligible to enjoy the convenience provided by the magic net, and cannot become anchors or own anchors.

After all, spellcasters in this world are not like Yang Qiu, who can pull tens of thousands of stable anchor points from the alien plane, with no risk of loss of control and pollution, as the finale of the matrix...

Without these more than 3000 player anchor points to anchor the matrix in all directions and without dead ends, the more people are pulled in, the greater the uncontrollable risk, which is no different from death.

On the earth without demons, ordinary people will anchor their spiritual stability on beliefs and beliefs, such as religion, such as national consciousness, national consciousness, racial consciousness, and their own identity influenced by cultural traditions.

When beliefs collapse and beliefs are shaken, the emotions of people on Earth will be affected, and their spirits will also fall into a state of depression for a period of time; fortunately, the earth itself belongs to a non-magic plane, and depression and depression are already the greatest harm. Going a step further, or there may be an outrageous phenomenon in which the material world is affected due to mental loss of control.

This also gives the people on earth with a broken worldview the opportunity to stand up again, re-establish a new cognitive system and a more complete worldview. There are many people who forge ahead in this kind of breaking and rebuilding. , Let your own spiritual will grow and become the best in the crowd.

Although the earthlings do not have the opportunity to contact the supernatural, they can still have the qualifications to continue to move forward even if they overthrow and start over several times.

But in this other world, most ordinary people do not have such an opportunity.

A collapse of faith or a mental breakdown may cause irreversible damage to a person's body or spirit, and make people gradually become sensitive, vulnerable, and suspicious until a certain moment they completely break their defenses and are lost forever.

People with higher perception are more likely to fall into this endless loop.

Coulson O'Neill's perception is not particularly good. The blow of being betrayed by his blood relatives only makes him depressed and depressed, but he can still persist by caring for his mother; but if his mother encounters misfortune one day... ...Then, he also has a high probability of appearing in the church's night watchman file.

Of course... Now there is no such hidden danger. He who was pulled into the magic net matrix, no matter how many times his world view is broken in this life, he will lose the "qualification" to collapse.

After Coulson calmed down from the surprise of entering the Matrix for the first time, Yang Qiu asked him to go out to prepare to "receive" the players. The "belonging" of several important captives; the victor is carrying people, walking towards the lord's mansion with his head held high.

The first ones to arrive were Rajongo and his party who "hold" Earl Ezekiel.

The lord's mansion in Ezekiel's era was originally captured by Lahongo's blood alliance. It stands to reason that the ownership of this "heavyweight prisoner" should be undisputed.

However... the blood alliance is big, and the team is not easy to lead. Brother Lahong intends to let his little friend Mingfeng Chunpu take this "special reward" to see if he can also meet a player lord, but other leaders in his blood alliance The head of the regiment is also very thoughtful, and he is not willing to let Brother Lahong directly decide.

After all, the relationship between players is not a simple and straightforward relationship between superiors and subordinates. Newcomers who have just entered the blood alliance do not mean that they must please the blood alliance executives, and everything is prioritized by the executives of the blood alliance. It is 200 yuan to buy Helmet to play games, why do you have the privilege and I don't?

Not to mention the executives of the blood alliance who don't usually play together, even if it is a small team that plays together every day, the team leader is unreasonable and unfair, and the team members are not polite when they spray.

No way, Brother Lahong had no choice but to call all those who wanted to compete for this "heavyweight captive" to the city hall to gather, and in front of the officers and clerks who came and went, he played the emotional card for a long time in a good voice, and let the competitors Keep calm and don't have conflicts over this matter, you are all your own people, and don't talk about whether you need money or not, as long as you stay close to each other.

After a lot of tossing, Phantom, another veteran player in the Lahongo blood alliance, finally won the secret auction.

When a group of people happily carried Earl Ezekiel over to hand over the reward, the rich second-generation phantom who won the secret auction patted his chest several times along the way: "One thing to say, my phantom has never I am not a stingy person, no matter what reward I receive from the NPC, I will not monopolize it, everyone in our blood alliance has a share..."

Coulson, who stood at the gate of the Lord's Mansion for a while, was shocked to hear the words of these undead when he saw many undead with strange names coming over his head.

"—Sure enough, he can talk!" Coulson tried his best to maintain his composure, and under the encouraging eyes of his cousin Qina, he calmly cast his eyes on the group of skeletons.

"This earl is really important, the lord NPCs are all waiting!" Shen Shenxue said in amazement.

"That's right, in the siege battle of Innadali before, only one viscount was won, but this time it's the earl!" Phantom said triumphantly.

"That Adela III is too disappointing. It can be said that he is also a lord boss. Why is he just a viscount?" Brother Lahong said unhappily, "If this viscount lord is too hip and has not received a special reward, we wouldn't be here. He didn't know that a high-status captive was so valuable, so he let that parallel importer, Orange Cat, pick up that prince for nothing."

The prince who was caught with his own hands was taken away by the orange cat just because he hesitated for a while, and Brother Lahong is still very angry when he thinks about it today.

Coulson, who clearly heard the complaints from the players: "..."

Just... a dignified viscount, a prince, is this what you say...

In his mind, he was trying to force himself not to lose face in front of the undead, so Coulson watched the group of players surround himself and his cousin Qina...

In order to ensure that he would not be attacked by Qin Guan on the way to escort the Earl prisoner, Brother Lahong called a group of players to escort; nearly a hundred undead, two meters tall, rushed over...even if there was no hostility , the sense of oppression is enough to make people bear.

Fortunately, the players only care about rewards at the moment, and no one noticed that the lord NPC Colson O'Neill was sweating profusely on his forehead, and his legs and feet were trembling slightly.

The phantom pulled out Earl Ezekiel, who had been numb from being carried around by the players, and looked over Coulson's head, interacting with the quality of an old player: "Dear Coulson O'Neal Lord, please accept the captives I brought."

Coulson took a deep breath, trying his best to control his tone and not let his voice tremble too much: "Thank you for your contribution to the Adler leader, dear undead warrior... To express my gratitude, please accept a farm as a thank you present--"

Before Coulson had time to speak, there were one after another, extremely excited "fuck" sounds in his ears.

"A farm?? A farm?? Can this NPC be exchanged for a farm??" After the dark filming failed, Mingfeng, who had been insisting on performing magnanimously, was simple, and his face and emotions were split on the spot.

"How big is the farm?!" Brother Lahong was quite calm and knew how to ask at such a time.

Coulson found that the undead were very satisfied with this reward, and quickly introduced the situation of the next farm... The smallest farm selected from the Earl Ezekiel's property, has more than 200 acres of land and more than ten farms Workers and dozens of farm laborers.

After all, he is Adler's land emperor, and the smallest farm of the Ezekiel family is also of this size.

Mingfeng, who missed the "prisoner of the earl", was honest and honest, almost foaming at the mouth and fainting.

Brother Lahong's jaw almost fell to the ground.

The phantom was so excited that he jumped three feet high, laughed wildly and roared: "Oh hahahaha, it's even more awesome than the orange cat's territory! Hahahaha!"