Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

About 10 minutes before Sapir Rachel witnessed the army of undead in Sailor Lane in the port area, two rather low-key four-wheeled carriages hurried into the pier and stopped in front of the skeleton ship.

From the first carriage, a blond gentleman wearing turquoise trousers, a waistcoat of the same color, and a light green shirt jumped down. He ignored the manservant who got out of the carriage with his coat and chased him, and hurried to the second carriage. Two carriages: "Ma'am, children, come down quickly!"

"I'm getting out of the car, don't rush!" The lady wearing a gauze hat complained angrily, and got out of the car with a young child in her arms and a little girl in her teens.

The blond gentleman wasn't in the mood to argue with his wife at this moment. He bent down to pick up his eldest daughter and ran towards the skeleton ship: "Hurry up, let's get on the boat, or it won't be too late!"

"It's too late, what are you going crazy about? Zhaka!" The lady had no choice but to run after her husband with her youngest son in her arms.

Yang Qiu, who was sitting on the boat, heard that there were guests visiting, and when he came out, he saw Baron Zaka Norman with his family, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "Baron Norman, you are... I suggested it on the phone, As long as you don't go out and visit for a while today?"

"I don't dare to stay at home, who knows if there will be chaos in the city." Baron Norman heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Qiu, put down the eldest daughter who was pressing his hand sorely, and said nervously, "I will take us The staff of my family are all left in the collection hall, your undead will not go to grab my collection hall, will they?"

"Of course not, what do you think of my undead?" Yang Qiu said helplessly, "They are not robbers."

Baron Norman muttered, "That's not sure," and said to the crew next to him, "Hey, buddy, can I get some desserts for my children?"

Baron Zaka Norman, a native of Port Moses, is a well-known archaeologist in the Eastern Kingdom. He likes to collect various ancient cultural relics and ancient books. A parasite of an ancient demon, he ran to Inadoli and asked for help from Yang Qiu to save his life (see Chapter 250).

The family fiefdom of the Norman family was lost many years ago, and they are not good at management, and have not kept up with the bourgeois nobility; "Sideline jobs" such as translating and re-editing classic literature, buying and selling, and so on, have actually maintained the dignity of the nobility...

Of course, their family did not make a fortune from this unique handicraft... Starting from the grandfather of Baron Norman, most of the hard-earned money earned by the three generations of grandparents through artistic talent was filled in their private collection. went.

In order to investigate the origin of the ancient god's tentacles on his body, Yang Qiu borrowed some ancient occult classics collected by Baron Norman's father, and also consulted Baron Norman, an archaeologist. pen pal relationship.

Baron Norman, who did not believe that the army of the undead could achieve "precise strikes", dragged his family and ran to the ship to "refuge". children take a break.

And Baron Norman is worthy of being a fanatic of antiquities restoration. He sat down in the guest room, asked the servant to bring over the box he was carrying with him, and took out a flat ball wrapped in soft cotton cloth and messily entangled with copper wire. Put out small tools such as pliers, tweezers, and sandpaper, put on gloves and start repairing by hand...

Yang Qiu shook his head and walked out of the cabin, ignoring this technical nerd who relied on craftsmanship for a living.

Ms. Shirley, who was on the boat in Newing Town, walked to the deck, glanced at the teleportation array being assembled on the pier, and turned her gaze to the city.

Ms. Shirley has been to Dutata City in Adler Land, and once to Creek City in Taqia Land, but overall, Moses Port City in Odis Land is the most dynamic—even the capital The Bugatti City is slightly inferior.

Looking back at the cabin behind her, Ms. Shirley said with emotion: "After today, all the vitality of Port Moses will be able to explode."

Port Moses, the central city of water transportation in the southern part of the Eastern Kingdom, no one knows the huge potential of this city better than Ms. Shirley, who is at the center of the undead regime.

"Yes, ma'am." Mr. Yang, who was standing on the deck with his hands behind his back, didn't turn his head, but judging from his voice, he was in a good mood. "This city should be full of vitality and all-encompassing."

Innerdly Night Watch Captain Clark, who boarded the ship in Newing Town at the same time as Ms. Shirley, just stepped out of the cabin when he heard the conversation between the two, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Lee Jean, the bishop of the Inner Diocese, had a close relationship with the Nightmare Butcher, and Captain Clark was half-pushed and dragged onto the ship of the undead regime... although he himself did not show much resistance.

But now seeing these two people indifferently revealing their long-planned desire for Port of Moses, Captain Clark still has a toothache—how long ago did you guys start thinking about Port of Moses? !

Of course, the Captain of the Night Watch, who was the first to deal with the undead regime, would not say this complaint.

Regardless of whether the Nightmare Butcher has long been slanted in his actions, or whether the undead regime is too iron-fisted in policy, but Captain Clark understands one thing very well-it is not a disadvantage to deal with them.

Yang never made it difficult for Bishop Lee Jean, never delayed the tithe tax, never interfered with the church property of the diocese, and never forgot to branch the church for any good deeds.

The Otis family, who also joined forces with the undead regime, did not suffer... It would be a fool not to trade an earldom for a sovereign kingdom.

Captain Clark looked at the undead teleportation array being assembled on the pier, and silently looked back at the cabin.

To say that the only unlucky ones...maybe only those nobles in the city who are slow and have no connections, and who don't know how to live or die; after today, the nobles in this place are probably only left with good eyesight and the ability to come here. The one holding the thigh...

But... it's none of his business!

The bishop of the diocese on Port Moses didn't pay any attention to this matter, what the hell is he doing!

Seeing that the teleportation array on the pier was about to take shape, Yang Qiu turned around and nodded slightly to Ms. Shirley and Captain Clark: "You two, get ready to go."

"Yes, Mr. Yang."

"clear."

The teleportation array was assembled, and groups of undead appeared on the pier, yelling and running towards the city in a mess.

Ms. Shirley and Captain Clark also disembarked. The former brought people to take over the city hall, and the latter went to contact the local church.

Yang Qiu had communicated with the bishop of Moses Port, Cromwell, not only did he not mind the private deal between the Otis family and the Nightmare Butcher, he also expressed his willingness to lend some manpower to help calm the situation in the city and control things like prisons. , City Superintendent, and National Guard.

Of course, Yang Qiu accepts this kind of free help, but he is also very clear that Bishop Cromwell has plans in it. After all, this guy does have a "crime record" - that's what happened to the vampire back then. Huo dumped the blame for entrapping Bishop Lee Jean.

If one side laughs at the "goodwill" of Bishop Cromwell, and the other side offends the Prophet Karida of the Inquisition, then isn't Yang Qiu looking for something to do for himself?

The big mess at hand is enough to torment people, and he really doesn't have the extra energy to get involved in the factional disputes within the Gold Coin Church.

So Yang Qiu, the chicken thief, found the truly pure and kind-hearted Bishop Lee Jean, borrowed Captain Clark, and asked the Captain of the Night Watch to come forward, and in the name of stabilizing the Diocese of Port Moses, he justly borrowed Cromwell. The hands of the bishop of Port Moses - perfect!

No one can fault it!

Bishop Cromwell didn't hold back the water, but if he really has any small plans, he can hide in a corner and vomit blood!

The favor of me, Yang, is not so easy to earn!

When Captain Clark and his two subordinates appeared in the cathedral in the inner city, and righteously enlisted the night watchmen and court apologists to suppress the illegal armed organization controlled by unscrupulous nobles, Bishop Cromwell instantly understood Yang Qiu's intentions , It's so good that a mouthful of old blood didn't come out.

Karida, the Prophet of the Tribunal who came to the cathedral after hearing the skeleton fleet entered the port, looked suspiciously at His Excellency the bishop of the diocese.

Bishop Cromwell struggled to swallow the old blood rushing to his throat. He couldn't admit to death that he actually planned to sell favors to the Nightmare Butcher so that he could use the undead regime to crowd out the Inquisition and monopolize the power of the diocese; Instruct the night watchman to act with Captain Clark, and tell the priests to go to various blocks to appease the believers...

The Prophet Karida always felt that something was wrong with His Excellency the Bishop, but she had no evidence... She simply had business to do, so she didn't pay any attention to it, and took the apologists from the court to the city superintendent herself.

The Otis family's rule over the territory is quite meticulous, and Moses Port is not full of gangsters like other big cities in the Rhineland.

But this does not mean that there are no street thugs in Moses Port... No matter which plane or civilization gathers, there will always be a group of degenerate people who love to relax, slack off work, and yearn for sex and wine; They will gather in areas with the shortest, flat, and fastest profit channels, and use methods such as exploitation, oppression, and bullying to dominate the market to seize benefits and form a group to take root.

This group has a variety of manifestations, such as gangsters, gangsters, or family-owned gangsters, or even... trade unions.

That's right, in the Otis territory where the industry is relatively developed, the biggest black l evil l force at the bottom is actually the labor union.

The aristocrats who left the Rose Kingdom took away the machinery and the backbone of the workers, and it was impossible to take away the trade unions; these villains who had been sucking the flesh and blood of the bottom workers for many years were naturally left behind.

The dozens of nobles staying in the city wantonly divided up the land, fields, houses and factories, and joined forces to raise prices, and did not give up until the last silver coin in the pockets of the citizens of Moses Port was wiped out. It is necessary to recruit "virtuous talents"...

The huge trade union organization that has just been "unemployed" and the local aristocrats who are in urgent need of "talent", that is, bastard mung beans, dry wood and fire, are naturally attracted to each other.

But in the final analysis, these nobles who searched wantonly did not really intend to rebel. No matter how their brains were burned to the ground by the flames of greed, they could still understand one fact: if they fight head-on, they are definitely no match for the army of undead .

Then the large number of "sages" gathered under their command cannot be the private soldiers raised by their family-not to mention whether they are willing to raise so many private soldiers, a group of viscounts and barons have so many private soldiers, what do they want to do?Want to compete with the new lord in force or what?

So... this gang of nobles came up with a clever idea - to break up the "talented talents" they had gathered and stuff them into the city police superintendent, prison, and National Guard, so that these proletarian hooligans who had just lost their jobs could be transformed into Became legal city police, prison guards, militia...

Anyway, no one is taking over the city hall, and Moses Port doesn't even have a consul, so they can come wherever they want.

Veio Shipping has worked so hard to transport the grain from Newing Town to the market to stabilize the price. Once these proletarian hooligans take off their uniforms, they can restore their status as street thugs without any flaws, and sweep up all the cheap grain; When they are sold on the shelves, the value of these cheap grains can soar five times, ten times and twenty times in an instant.

This kind of shameless operation... It just pointed out the path of precise strikes: control the departments of the city police superintendent, prison, and National Guard headquarters, and arrest people according to the roster; the gold coin church can complete the task , It saves the effort of letting the army of undead search (harass) and arrest (people) all over the city.

Sapir Rachel followed Officer John to sell the goods in the port area for more than two hours; Private soldiers like zongzi came from the direction of Pine Avenue in the rich area.

Officer John ordered the three-wheeled convoy to stop on the side of the road to make way for the undead, and when the team escorting the prisoners passed by, Sapir couldn't help pointing at the people in the queue with joy and yelled:

"Look at that, isn't that Viscount XX?"

Not only do they stop by the side of the road to watch the excitement, but a large number of residents in the Dongcheng District’s neighborhood near the port area are not satisfied with watching from their windows, wearing slippers, holding cups and newspapers, and even mending clothes, washing Half of the potatoes ran out from home to watch.

"Wow, it's Mrs. OO!"

"Aha, isn't that Master XXX, it's inside!"

"Baron OO is over there, look!"

"No wonder I saw so many undead heading towards Pine Avenue just now. It turned out that they were caught!"

"Deserved!"

Some citizens who were forced to run out of savings due to fluctuations in food prices, and who had just replenished a little supplies from the three-wheeled convoy, shouted at the top of their voices: "Good catch! Undead are awesome!"

The team of undead escorting the prisoners went far away, and the citizens gathered on the side of the road were still unwilling to disperse; many people directly surrounded the tricycle convoy, and while taking out the remaining coins to buy some food, they enthusiastically greeted the people in uniform. Officer John and the sailors of the Transportation Department inquired about the news.

Not long after, another group of escorting prisoners passed by here again.

This time the prisoners were not escorted by the undead, but priests of the Gold Coin Church Inquisition; the escorts were not nobles, but bruised and swollen people in the uniform of the garrison militia.

The citizens hated the nobles who joined forces to raise prices, and even more hated these proletarian hooligans who were domineering on the streets and oppressed them directly. A few angry citizens took off their slippers and threw them over...