Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Pine Avenue, East District of Moses Port, is lined with hundreds of detached luxury villas.

The people who live in this block are either rich or expensive, and the people who don't have a manor house at home, the hostess is ashamed to go out to the tea party hosted by the neighbors-when others discuss expensive horses, purebred hounds or the latest pneumatics. When driving, if you haven't even seen the real thing, and you can't even get in the conversation, it would be really shameful.

At the end of Pine Avenue, in a mansion with a "Bartleys" nameplate, more than ten gentlemen are having a secret meeting in the study room on the second floor.

"Now is the last chance I'm waiting for. If I miss this time, I don't need to say the consequences. Just look at Innad's collar and Adler's collar. Moses Port will no longer be our Moses Port, your mansion, It is estimated that it will be difficult to preserve the manor."

The person who spoke was a thin middle-aged man with slender cheeks and slightly loose skin on both sides. He had a sullen expression and gritted his teeth, as if harboring great hatred: "I'm not scaremongering, that hateful black magician is a complete Liars, robbers, bandits, people who listened to his nonsense, now the whole family is either dragged to the wilderness to build roads, or hanged on the gallows-this is all known!"

The gentlemen in the study were silent, they only smoked cigars and drank red wine in silence, everyone had undisguised embarrassment on their faces.

"Gentlemen!" The thin man clapped the armrest and said with emphasis, "Are you willing to just sit and wait like this!"

"Anyway, it's too risky, III." A man with a delicate beard said melancholy, "The Principality of Lionel was once defeated by the undead, and even the prince was captured by the undead... Even if we are all willing to jointly send the land of Moses Port and ask Lionel to intervene, it may not be useful."

Some people started talking, and others were able to talk, and they all said: "That's right, there were only a few thousand undead who participated in the war, and the Principality of Lionel was helpless. Now the number of undead has almost doubled, even if Leon So what if Grand Duke Nell sends out all his strength?"

"Not to mention the Nightmare Butcher. The court mages have given up fighting against him, so what can we do?"

"Third Lord, I am very sympathetic to what happened to the Bartleis family, but now...why cling to the past?"

Adela III, who was so thin that he completely changed his face, his face became more and more ugly, and he said loudly: "Gentlemen, this is not about my family, don't you read the newspapers, don't you know that the Nightmare Butcher treats Inard Did the nobles of the standing collar and the nobles of the Adler collar do anything good?"

The gentlemen invited by him still refused to accept this...

A secret meeting broke up unhappily, Sanshi sent the guests away with annoyance, turned around and couldn't help but lose his temper at his old housekeeper: "What are these bastards going crazy? Why do they seem to have changed their temper all of a sudden? ?!"

Ever since he was shocked to hear that the Otis family had cooperated with the undead regime, he fled to the north in a panic, and had to return to Port Moses in despair because he couldn't get along. The chubby look of the past is completely different; his butler Gould has also changed a lot, with all white hair and no energy, and he looks completely old.

Butler Gould, who was packing up the red wine, sighed, and said bitterly: "You don't know... When you were entertaining the guests, Horn just rushed back to deliver the letter. The skeleton ship coming from Innadali will take up to two hours. We will arrive at Port Moses soon."

Adela III's face lost all color in an instant, he staggered back half a step, his legs were weak and he fell back into the chair.

During the more than a year in exile, the life of the former noble lord was not easy.

Although he still has the title of Viscount, his pockets are already quite tight due to the lack of income and no source of income... Even the leftover red wine used for entertaining guests, Gould's butler has to collect it again, bottle it, and refill it when needed next time. Take it out to support the scene.

The status of the nobles without power and wealth is not much higher than that of the ordinary middle class. Even the big thing that the skeleton ship has come to Moses Port is not known until the end.

"This bunch of bastards, no one thought of reminding me...?" Adela III muttered to himself with a pale face and horror, "Wait--these damned guys, are they trying to make me unknowingly Underneath to bear the charges for them?!"

The Otis family began to prepare for the move more than two months ago, moving the factory workers to the north one after another; by last month, the news gradually spread that the Odis family had summoned an army of undead to attack the southern border of the Rose Kingdom.

In the past two months, the local aristocrats who had no chance to catch up with the "founding cause" of the Otis family were not idle.

Adela III does not have the capital to encircle the land to make hot money, and it is difficult for him to take advantage of the opportunity because he is powerless; but in the spirit of revenge and adding chaos to the undead regime, he did not mess around with it— ——Among the various unimaginable negative rumors circulating in Moses Port, at least [-]% can be attributed to the third generation.

The third himself didn't expect that his adding chaos would bring much trouble to the undead regime. He just didn't want to worry about Charlie Rex who took his territory and the nightmare butcher who took everything from him.

After thinking hard, he came up with the idea of ​​donating soil to the Principality of Lionel next door and dragging his neighbors into the water, because he also wanted to see the undead regime suffer from it; as for whether Lionel could become the master of the Odis land, he didn't care at all!

It was only at this point that Sanshi slowly came to his senses... The feelings of those guys who have been with him on weekdays, who are eager to communicate with him, just deliberately don't let him know that the skeleton fleet is about to arrive, just want to see him Continue to be a clown and hit the muzzle of the undead regime!

Someone must be responsible for the chaos in Moses Port in the past two months, and there is no more suitable scapegoat than him, the current Patriarch of the Bartleys family and an exiled nobleman who has old grudges with the Undead regime!

If it hadn't been for his loyal follower Horn (Because Nadli City Defense Army Commander) had inquired about this in advance and hurried back to deliver a message, he might not have been aware that all the undead had disembarked!

"No reason!"

Adela III, who was so frightened that he was trembling all over, slapped the table and stood up, his face with loose skin was terrifyingly ferocious: "These dirty, bugs in the stinky gutter—since they are so disrespectful to me, don't blame me You're welcome!!"

An hour and a half later, the fleet with the large Q version of the skull imprint on the hull sailed into the Port of Moses.

The crew shouted the number to drop the anchor, lowered the gangway, opened the cargo port of the warehouse, set up the side boards, and prepared to start unloading.

Ossirian King, an orc warrior belonging to the Logistics Department, jumped directly onto the pier from a high deck, looked left and right, and accurately found it among a group of dock laborers who dared not come up to solicit business but were reluctant to leave. The foreman waved and shouted: "Hey, you, come here!"

There is an area where foreigners live in Sailor Lane in the port area of ​​Moses Port. Green-skinned, black-skinned and white-skinned elves with pointed ears, short and stocky halflings, and half-orcs with lizard tails can often be seen on the pier. Rejecting dealings with orcs; the foreman who was called came trotting over with a smile on his face, not forgetting to take off the dust cap, nodded and bowed: "Sir, what do you want?"

Ossirian was about to ask the foreman to gather his men, when a middle-aged man in a cloak with a wretched manner squeezed the foreman away and slapped Ossirian in the face: "Are you the one who works for the undead? I see the most senior person on your ship, and I want to inform you!"

Within minutes, the cloaked man, who claimed to be an informer, was taken aboard.

Yang Qiu stared at this man with flickering eyes and cold sweat all over his head, pretending to be calm for a while, before he managed to match this man who was as thin as Feng Gong with the third generation with a fat face like Guo Degang.

Then the way he looked at Adela III became even weirder...

At the beginning, the reason for letting this guy go was not because Adela III was not guilty of death—although the second ancestor who looked down on the broken land of Inadali and wanted to go back to the king's capital to enjoy the world of flowers and flowers did not personally He has done so many things to bully men and women, but just because he indulged Baron Marcus during his tenure as the lord, and ignored the rampant trading of human nature, it is not injustice to hang this guy on the city wall to show the public.

Letting go of this guy, to put it bluntly, is just for others to see, to let those nobles who are destined to be run over by the rolling wheels of the undead regime feel lucky.

Yang Qiu originally thought that this guy would sneak away faster than anyone else when he heard the news that Otis had changed hands, and he might have gone to the Norsk Federation. Unexpectedly, this guy is not only still there, but also sent it to his door. Claiming to inform... With Yang Qiu's self-cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

Well, this also means that his previous strategy of deliberately letting go of a small group of nobles is effective. It is better to keep the frogs in the pot than to let the frogs run away in a swarm.

"It's been a long time, Sanshi." Thinking of this, Yang Qiu reluctantly showed a not-so-serious smile, and said politely, "I don't know if you have anything to say to me in person?"

Before Adela III came, he thought he would meet Charlie Rex or some high-ranking civil servant, but he never expected that it was Yang who came on the skeleton ship... On the surface, he barely maintained his composure by relying on his "noble cultivation". I was in a panic for a long time in my heart; Yang Qiu just asked casually, and this guy forgot all the bargains he had planned beforehand, and sold off all the nobles in the city like beans poured from a bamboo tube.

In Moses Port, which is famous for its wealth, the feudal nobles and the bourgeois nobles who started their fortunes by operating ships accounted for half and half.

The Otis family packed up their belongings and left, and almost all the wealthy nobles followed...For example, the Leo family saved their fortune by working as white gloves for the old earl.

The feudal nobles also followed for a little while-although the Otis family did not promise to give these people the land after conquering the Rose Kingdom, it is obvious that when choosing a master between the Odis family and the Nightmare Butcher, they should choose Who, this multiple choice question is not difficult...

The nobles who haven’t moved yet are either greedy and disgusted by the Otis family, or are idiots who are so stupid that they can’t tell the difference between crisis and opportunity. As if they were scraping and enclosing land in the local area, not only the vacated land was collected by these people by various means, but even the unhulled wheat was sold at a sky-high price of more than two silver coins per kilogram.

Why did Yang Qiu come here in person instead of letting others go?Because this trip will never be finished if you don't kill people's heads...

Since ancient times, the Chinese people have had a fine tradition of stabilizing the hearts of the people by borrowing the heads of lunatics who make money in the country, like the kind of asset predators who make money crazily by taking advantage of the global epidemic, no matter what era the Huaxia country has to be slaughtered to sacrifice to heaven ...Laughing and chatting with high-ranking officials and dignitaries as if nothing had happened, and making show speeches everywhere?nonexistent.

Adela III tremblingly sold all the nobles he knew, only to realize that he forgot to ask for the price in advance.

It's also fortunate that this guy didn't dare to show his face in front of Yang Qiu because of his nervousness, otherwise, the invisible rope that slipped around his neck after Yang Qiu saw him, might hang this guy on the city wall at some point up.

"At this time of turmoil, it is unforgivable to commit such evil acts instead of trying to stabilize people's hearts and ensure peace in the place." Yang Qiu said with a deadpan expression, "Third Lord, are you willing to come forward when the public trial is in progress?" Identify the crimes of these villains?"

"Yes." Sanshi, who dared not refuse at all, bit the bullet and said.

"Very well, the people of Moses Port will remember your achievements." Yang Qiu nodded approvingly, and turned to wave to Ossirian King who was standing beside him who was annoyed.