Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

What did Carl Lawrence experience before his fall... With his simple interpersonal relationship, simpler living environment and short life trajectory, it is actually easy to speculate.

It is nothing more than being smart, precocious, and talented. He is regarded by the family as the hope of changing the family's future, and he has obtained the concentrated resources of the small family prematurely. He has developed a conceited personality that believes that the world revolves around him; After entering the private classroom sponsored by the Carter family, Carl Lawrence had the opportunity to get acquainted with the nephew of Viscount Carter, and he discovered that the treatment between noble children and common people was like a world of difference. Naturally, there would be a huge psychological gap.

If it's just an ordinary, mediocre talent with only a little bit of cleverness... It's okay to be in this position. After a few years and a little older, you will slowly accept the reality; no matter how bad it is, it will just gradually become It's just extreme and cynical, but life can still go on after all.

But unfortunately... Karl Lawrence was a genius indeed.

When he was less than ten years old, he knew how to use the children of the nobles and borrow the books of the nobles to obtain knowledge and fight for the opportunity to change his life. The key parts are always deliberately ambiguous occult classics, which is really not something that ordinary people can do—even Viscount Carter may not be able to read those mysteries that are less "interesting" than the caster's travel notes Learn classics.

It is also Karl Lawrence's extraordinary wisdom bestowed by God that dragged the trajectory of this genius's destiny into an irreversible abyss... He who can understand the classics of occultism and has an overly conceited personality, his ability to act when he has extreme ideas , executive ability, are much higher than the average person.

It is not uncommon for nobles to give gifts to commoners. Most nobles who like to live in the countryside (townships) have the habit of giving a little favors to buy people's hearts.

During festivals, ordering housekeepers and servants to deliver cotton-padded clothes and quilts to the old people in the same town, or to deliver some flour and wheat to orphans and widows who have lost their masters, is just a matter of mouth for Viscount Carter. The money he eats is more than what he gives to his neighbors, and he can still earn a good reputation.

Viscount Carter gave this common boy a children's fable in June, which was neither a holiday nor Karl Lawrence's birthday. Considering that Viscount Carter has no special hobbies, this "sudden" behavior can only be understood as... the book , was presented by Viscount Carter on behalf of his nephew who had a good relationship with Karl.

This inference is very likely. Although nobles living in towns can hire tutors, for the sake of the future of their nephews, most of them still want to send them to the aristocratic colleges in the capital to get along with children of the same class and network. build up.

Sending out the really valuable children's fables for his nephew was probably because Viscount Carter believed that the excellent commoner Karl would be qualified to be his nephew's subordinate in the future, and bought people's hearts for his nephew in advance.

But this kind of "goodwill" is obviously impossible to appease Karl, let alone make Karl feel grateful; this not only means that he can no longer read the collection of Viscount Carter's house, but also means that his planned life plan comes to an abrupt end.

After Viscount Carter's nephew left the small place of New Sealy Town and went to the bustling metropolis, how long can he remember being "the childhood playmate in the hometown town"... Only the ghost can tell clearly; let alone the immature mind at that time For Carl, who is a bear child, it is really impossible to have the patience to "wait for the future".

So, Karl Lawrence's immature heart, excessively self-centered character, coupled with the unfortunate wisdom and amazing action that appeared on him, the final result... is to die He ran wildly all the way along the evil road, dragged countless people into the water, until he hit Yang Qiu's southern wall.

For such people, Yang Qiu can never talk about pity or empathy, and Yang Qiu's self-cultivation and moral bottom line do not allow him to do so without inflicting excessive and cruel punishments.

Using artificial means to force Karl Lawrence's "strength" to meet the "unique BOSS" "appearance setting", Yang Qiu unceremoniously drove the arranged spell-casting materials, summoned dozens of chains from the ground to Karl stayed in place, posing in a vicious enough pose that could be seen as a big boss at first glance.

Then...the summoning technique was continuously launched, and a group of middle and low-level monsters were summoned from the Dimensional Demon Realm. "Sex" big BOSS, where is the card if he doesn't bring his younger brother on the stage!

"What the hell are you trying to do! Black Mage——!"

Carl Lawrence, who was fixed in an inexplicable posture, roared in embarrassment.

Yang Qiu ignored him at all, and opened a subspace enchantment that only had a hidden function to enter the invisible state, calmly waiting for the player to arrive.

Not long after, the first batch of players arrived at the cemetery.

There were hundreds of players in this group, most of them were professional or semi-professional players in the blood alliance who loved to fight, and the rest were all bosses who paid money to mix the Exorcist badge and territorial reputation.

The players who led the group saw the group of dark "brothers" in the cemetery, and were confused: "Huh? Didn't Brother Pin say that you want to kill the boss? Why are they all mobs?"

Some players have wittily thrown out the identification technique, pointed to the middle of the monster group and said: "Then the leader, the boss is in the monster group."

"Oh, this BOSS is quite small." The player leading the group finally found the BOSS with the name in golden font in the monster group, and said in surprise.

Karl Lawrence's two-meter-small shape after alienation is really not enough for players who are used to pushing large-scale monsters and have played several games with heavy-duty cultist aberrations...

"It's probably not easy to fight with so many younger brothers. Let's be steady, don't rush to drive, and wait until everyone arrives." In front of the boss, it's time for the main T player in the group, Sister Ivan, to come out to speak, "Bosses are all back!" The last point, when you fight for a while, just dab the amount of damage or healing, don’t let the monster touch it, if you die, you won’t get the kill reward.”

"Okay okay."

The bosses in the regiment who obviously had no fighting power and even wore "appearances" immediately retreated to the side obediently, away from the pile of monsters.

Sister Yiwan had just arranged for the boss, and the big group led by Brother Lahong arrived soon after.

"Hey, this BOSS has so many younger brothers." The high-spirited Brother Lahong glanced at the BOSS and turned his head away, "Ivan, how long will Brother Ping come over?"

"Here we come." Sister Ivan took the initiative to lean over, "Brother Lahong, how many knights are there on your side, do you want to bring out a master T group?"

"Okay." Brother Lahong shouted to his group briskly, "The knights who can T go to Ivan's group, and the Mages will leave the group! Phantom come and bring the nurse group!"

When the teams on both sides exchanged hands, the large group from the Qin Guan Blood Alliance also rushed over.

From a long distance away, the players who were organizing team adjustment heard Qin Guan's cursing in a different tone: "Can you be a human being while riding a horse?! Ah?? Is it so difficult for you to be a human being!!"

"Isn't it fun to tease me! Tell me! How can I know you, a dog like you, when I'm on a horse—!!"

"Pfft." Brother Lahong raised his hand to cover his mouth, his shoulders twitched and he turned his face away.

"Don't laugh out loud, brother, we'll fight again later. Vanilla probably won't be able to be as reasonable as usual now." Mingfeng Chunpu reminded while suppressing a smile.

"Don't worry, brother can hold it back...fufufufu..." Brother Lahong's shoulders trembled even more.

"I can't save it because of you..." Ming Feng, who had been holding back his laughter and endured a lot of hard work, almost misled Brother La Hong, and hurriedly greeted Shen Shen to study, "Study, come and pull La Hong to the back!"

Addicted to studying, he just dragged away Brother Lahong, who was the most likely to provoke Qin Guan, Qin Guan, who was walking like a crab, and wrote "My Lord is going to run away" from head to toe, and the sincere and hard-working man who bowed his head and admitted his mistakes will win and win A large group of people huffed and came over.

And then...Mingfeng Chunpu saw...Miaobi Shenghua, Give Me Medicine, Yang Ying, Jia Luo who were following behind Qin Guan, their teeth were clenched tightly, and their shoulders were shaking to varying degrees.

Mingfeng is honest and simple, and he can still hold back. The phantom next to him who is always generous is really not as considerate as he is. After seeing Qin Guan, the rich second generation reluctantly greeted him solemnly and broke his merits on the spot: "Vanilla , you... Poof can't do it hahahahahaha!! You are so miserable hahahahaha!!"

His smile, whether it's the big group on their side who is adjusting the team, or the player on Vanilla's side who just learned the truth and stopped the civil war and came to fight the boss, all brought him joy.

"It's so funny hahaha! The game can still be played like this!"

"My day, I am really convinced!"

"Brother Pin, why are you so talented!"

Qin Guan was about to be driven mad by this kind of hilarious scene that was added internally and externally, and he jumped up and cursed: "You who are riding horses are not human! You are not human!"

"not human--!!"

Laughing and laughing, this kind of BOSS with prestige rewards when you kill it is on your face. It is absolutely impossible for players to delay time at this time; Let's start to clear up the little brother...

During the Qing Dynasty, these players were also very active and tacitly calling for friends, calling people they knew over and killing them...

After the players cleaned up the "little brother", Yang Qiu, who was secretly observing, quietly lifted the mandatory restrictions on Karl Lawrence-in the eyes of the players, they were the ones who lured out the little brothers brought by the BOSS to kill them all, and stood still. The BOSS of POSS is activated.

Gradually, he realized that Karl Lawrence, who he brought to Yang Qiu to let the undead "kill and play", the first reaction of regaining freedom must be to run away.

But...Although Yang Qiu removed the enhanced version of the barrier against Inner Asia covering the cemetery, he also re-arranged it-Carl Lawrence just moved back, and there were dozens of black thorn vines around him immediately Soaring into the sky, trapping him in the middle.

This arrangement of restricting the BOSS from escaping, in the player's opinion... that is a proper BOSS that is releasing skills.

"Fuck, you are indeed a boss with a younger brother, you have skills!" Mingfeng's simple spirit lifted, and he quickly reminded, "Be careful! Stay away from the boss!"

"Damn it! Black Mage!!"

Carl Lawrence swung his claws angrily at the blackthorn vines that trapped him, shaking the medium-thin vines around.

From the player's point of view... this is the vine controlled by the boss clearing the field.

"Don't get close in melee combat, come up and fight from a distance!"

"The magic master full of blue bars corrupts the ground!"

"Walker draws out his bow!"

The black thorn vine was flanked by the BOSS and the player, and dissipated into a black mist within a short time; Carl Lawrence, who suffered a lot of long-range damage from the player during this period, still had no fighting spirit and tried to escape——then his feet just left the ground , N magma-like pillars of fire, thick and thin as beverage bottles, erupted from the ground...

"I rely on the BOSS to go to the sky and I will use my skills! The knight finds an opportunity to post it and don't let the BOSS read it!" A hard-working will win and quickly reminded loudly.

This "boss battleground" arranged by Yang Qiu...will cause damage to the players, and it will also cause damage to the "boss".

Of course, in order to ensure the player's boss pushing experience, these damages are not too high... It is enough to limit Karl Lawrence, who has no combat experience and has a lot of blood but has not suffered much.

Even if Karl Lawrence is inspired to survive and is willing to risk his life to survive, there is still Yang Qiu as insurance...

But obviously, against a "immature" boss like Carl who has never fought face to face with anyone, a player with martial virtues is enough to form an all-round suppression—even if there is a gift from Yang Qiu to increase the entertainment (difficulty) With all kinds of layout interference, it didn't take much time to push down this "unique BOSS".

When Carl Lawrence was hacked into ashes by a group of players, the last trace of influence of the unknown death god-type fallen angel left in Xinxili town also dissipated.

The former sheriff Wesford Aubrey, who was complaining about the undead with his wife at home, suddenly trembled.

After staring at each other for a few seconds with his wife, who was also confused and rubbing her head, the couple turned their eyes out of the window at the same time, looking in the direction of their garage.

"Oh... my God..." Weisford slowly raised his hand and covered his mouth tightly.

After many years, several faces that seemed to have completely disappeared from his memory quietly reappeared in the mind of the former sheriff.

"Wesford?" His wife turned her head to look at him in panic, and said tremblingly, "Jones, Hurley, and their children...they...have existed? How can I—how can I Yes, why did I suddenly remember that such a family came? It seems to be...your brother's family, where did they go? "

At the Morgan's house not too far from the cemetery, Mr. Morgan suddenly rushed out of the bedroom and ran towards the room of his youngest son.

"Jamie? Jamie! Candice! Answer me! Answer me!"

The strong, skilled carpenter frantically and helplessly rummaged through the room of his youngest son, crying and roaring.

The youngest son who was woken up looked at his father in confusion for a while, and after a while, he also remembered the two names his father called.

"Uncle Jamie...? Aunt Candice? Huh? Where did they go?"

In towns and villages, more and more people wake up from this absurd long dream, and more people who have lost their loved ones but have completely forgotten all of this are crying out in pain for the things that have been erased from their memories. name.

Those people who were "requisitioned" as anchors because of their killing intent on the spur of the moment, and those who were implicated because they were unfortunately present at the scene, finally returned to people's memory.

This will bring endless grief to the living people, and make countless people sleepless at night... But at least, this tragedy can finally be brought to an end.

Although this rest... is really a long time late.