Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

The town of exile at night suddenly boiled.

Mia heard the movement outside, lifted the quilt and got off the bed, leaned to the window to look out.

There are no street lights in the town of exile, and by the moonlight, Mia can only vaguely see the slender figure running wildly on the street outside.

"Mr. Undead? Mia?" Martina, a roommate who couldn't see anything, got up and didn't dare to get off the bed.

"Yes." Mia lay her hands on the window sill, squinted her eyes and looked hard, "They seem to be cheering happily."

"Great." Martina touched her chest and smiled, "Finally I can hear their voices again."

"That's right," said another woman with similar eyesight to Martina, who also sat up in bed. "It's disturbing not to hear them for several nights."

The former thieves hated the noise of the players, but these commoner women from Cameron were just the opposite...

In the folklore of the eastern border of the Principality of Shiga, Tarantan is the endorsement of unknown fears, unknowable demons, seductive and depraved devils, all of which breed in this deserted thousand-year-old wilderness adjacent to the people of the eastern border.

Not to mention following the three-wheel convoy to the exiles' road, they saw with their own eyes the terrifying monsters hunted and killed by the undead...

Although they knew that the town of exile was safer than the Kamal Zhihu area where they lived before, and there would be no drunkard throwing bricks into their house, making them scream and laugh, and there would be no one who didn't know The men who came knocked on their door in the middle of the night, making them tremble with the sound of heavy breathing through the thin door panel, but if they didn't hear the noise made by the undead who had been protecting them before falling asleep at night, they still couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Mia fumbled back to the bed and sat down, listening to the revived chatter of several people in the same room, she showed a quiet smile in the dark.

She can understand Martina's nervousness, and she herself is the same. The life after coming to the exile town is too beyond their imagination. Everyone has no sense of reality and is afraid that they are dreaming.

Deep down in Mia's heart, she was deeply afraid. She was afraid that when she woke up one morning, she would return to that dull and dark corner again. The old loom that had drawn her into the grave lay before her again...

Every time, the spinning machine that her mother gave her to use when she was eight years old appeared in Mia's mind, which would make Mia lose her mind for a long time.

She wouldn't imagine going back to her old life, not even dying.

She just wants to keep her current life. Every day, she and other women like her sew and clean the clothes worn by the undead in the small yard behind the sewing shop, and the used pockets and backpacks (actually, they are the worn-out suits worn by players, worn-out bags and backpacks). Fanny packs and backpacks are recycled and refurbished at a low price and then sold at a [-]% discount), clean and tidy the streets around the sewing shop, and their own toilets and bathrooms. They can eat three meals on time, and they can take a break and chat after all the work is done.

No longer have to worry about being accused or beaten if they don’t do well, and they don’t have to be looked at with disgust even if they eat a small piece of black bread, as if they don’t have the right to eat food at all, and they don’t have to cry with scars all over their bodies. Sitting in front of the loom and staying up all night rushing to work...

At night, they can still live in a ventilated, flea-free and bug-free house. They don’t need to share even a broken blanket with others. Everyone has their own bed, mattress, sheets, quilt, and pillow.

Mia's favorite is the mattress.

Soft, thick, clean, no smell, no sweat stains.

When Mr. Anthony came over with the mattress to distribute to them, they all wondered whether Mr. Anthony had made a mistake at first. No one dared to touch it. It was hard for them to believe that such a good thing was really going to be distributed to them.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that Anthony gave each of the twelve of them a bed that they came to their senses. They happily found bricks and planks to build beds for themselves, and then laid out the mattresses they got...

Well, the most popular mattress among female workers comes from Pinshaoshao factory direct sales. A 1cm thick, 2m 2x20m single cashmere mattress costs less than 100 yuan. Even the bed sheet, quilt cover and quilt are added together for [-] yuan. Because Yang Qiu ordered hundreds of sets at one time, the manufacturer also sent towels, pillow covers, mosquito nets...

Such a set of poor-quality bedding except for the bed is not to mention the world here, even if the earth 20 years ago was less than a few hundred, it would not be able to come down. Therefore, industrial development and productivity improvement are the same as ordinary people’s. Life is indeed closely related~

Of course, Yang Qiu is a gentleman after all, and he only takes care of the female workers to the extent of providing basic daily necessities, and he can't think of more.

Even so, these women from the Zhihu District of Camere have already worried about their gains and losses, and even feel uneasy about not being able to hear the noise made by the players before going to bed... This is probably beyond Yang Qiu's imagination.

The women still have to work at dawn——The chamber of commerce has contacted the sewing shop with the most people, hoping to let the female workers plant shallots, garlic sprouts, and sprouts bean sprouts and leeks in the open space behind the life alley. Anthony has already agreed——Housemate Several women chatted for a while, then they all quieted down.

Just as Mia lay down and closed her eyes, someone knocked on the door of their room.

"Mia, have you fallen asleep?" Anthony's familiar, always impatient voice came from outside the door.

Mia woke up in an instant, jumped out of bed in a hurry, and ran to open the door barefoot: "I am here, Mr. Anthony, I am not asleep yet."

As soon as the door opened, moonlight poured into the room.

Standing outside the door, in addition to Anthony holding a lantern with an irritable face, there is also... Mr. Lord wearing a robe and smiling.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but you are Mia?" The man who changed Mia's fate, the black magician Yang, politely bowed slightly to Mia who opened the door barefoot.

Mia was a little flattered, and panicked for a while before remembering to make a half-squatting gesture of lifting her skirt in return: "Yes, it's me, Mr. Yang."

Yang Qiu narrowed his eyes and looked at the lady in front of him...

The eyebrows are loose and messy, the eyes are slender, the skin is rough, and there are large blue birthmarks on the face, and the overall appearance is relatively old.

There is nothing to recommend about his appearance, and his figure is not good... 1.6 meters tall, with a big frame but no flesh, the wrist joints exposed from the cuff of the shirt are thick, and the back of the hand is full of blue veins.

The only two advantages are that one is relatively young, and the other is that the eyesight has recovered well - after only a few days of full food, I can open the door in the dark without knocking.

"It's just you." Yang Qiu nodded with satisfaction, and said seriously, "Mia, are you willing to work hard for the future of the exile town?"

Mia hardly thought about it, and immediately nodded firmly: "I am willing, Mr. Lord."

Tang Jia secretly checked the player forum with her mobile phone during her big class in the morning, and when she saw the game version update announcement posted by the administrator on the homepage of the forum, her breathing became heavy immediately...

"Online Patch Update 1.07"

"Open the exclusive professional task of combat profession."

"Assassin Mentor Hal Maxwell, Ranger Mentor Tuttle Joe, Treasure Master Pansy, Knight Mentor Jerome, Weapon Master Mentor Charlie Rex, after difficult negotiations, decided to host a meeting for the above An exclusive professional task jointly carried out by professional players: "The Journey of the Brave""

"The above professional players are interested in participating, please interact with their professional mentors to receive tasks between 28:[-] am and [-]:[-] pm on the [-]th, and enter the expedition queue before [-]:[-] pm."

"Professional mentors will personally act as team leaders and lead the expedition to the east, aiming at the Kingdom of the Rhine."

"1: During the quest, players who participate in the quest will automatically get 30 territorial reputation points every time they are online for one hour."

"2: During the quest period, professional tutors will release random quests to players from time to time, rewarding territorial prestige, copper coins, basic equipment, etc."

"Open a series of missions related to civilian NPC Mia."

"1: The civilian NPC Mia will join the expedition."

"2: During the mission, players need to ensure Mia's safety 100%. If Mia is unfortunately killed during the mission, all players participating in the mission will deduct 300 territorial reputation points."

"3: Mia will release random tasks to players from time to time, rewarding territorial reputation, copper coins, etc."

Tang Jia immediately checked the time, and found that there was still more than half an hour before the end of get out of class, and immediately became anxious, fidgeting, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles...

After finally getting out of class, Tang Jia changed her old habit of rushing into the cafeteria to fight and ran back to the dormitory. She didn't even have time to eat lunch, so she put on her helmet and went online.

Just logged in to meet up with her online buddies, Yang Ying said, "Quickly ask Qingyue to go online", and Tang Jia hurried to the offline point again.

By the time Tang Jia dragged the depressed entropy up, the night-shrouded town of exile was already as bustling as a vegetable market.

The tricycles used in the earlier expedition missions were dragged out of the warehouse and lined up neatly in front of the container platform; players who formed a team with friends and friends lined up to interact with their career mentors, accept tasks, and receive tricycles He and the teams are responsible for keeping the delivered materials, and hey hey hey hey himself loaded the car...

This mission is said to be a professional mission, but casual players who have not changed their profession or players who are masters of gameplay have mixed into the team and high-level NPCs don't care. Those in the empty team also went online in a hurry, stuffing their "bones" into the team of reliable relatives and friends...

The goods packed in cardboard boxes, which cannot be seen from the outside, were loaded into the car one by one, tied with ropes and covered with tarpaulin, and the senior NPCs except Rex... rode on their bicycles and greeted the brigade Set off.

When seeing this group of NPCs dressed in medieval costumes and carrying various styles of cold weapons appearing on bicycles, the players, including Ji Tang, almost burst apart.

"This is different from the NPC expedition I imagined! Don't talk about riding a monster, how about a horse?!"

"I rely on these guys to ride all-terrain mountain bikes!"

"Mom, why do I think these guys are riding counterfeit goods?"

Tuttle looked back at the undead with shock written all over their faces in distaste, and muttered to his good friend Pansy: "These old hats who got out of the soil make a fuss when they see better bicycles. When you see trams, gas cars, and steam cars in the city, don’t you want to be scared to pieces on the spot?”

Pan Xi laughed: "Naturally, these undead don't know how many years ago they saw a human city last time. Maybe that old-fashioned tricycle is the most amazing means of transportation for them."

Unlike the relaxation of the two, Hal next to him was full of dissatisfaction: "That bastard Yang wants us to ride by ourselves, so he can't give those ugly monsters better food, save some money and get a steam car back ?”

Pansy reached out and patted Hal lightly, and looked back, implying Hal not to talk nonsense.

Hal didn't bother to look back at the ugly girl Yang asked them to take on the road, snorted in his nose, and said unhappily: "Let's go!"

This guy took the lead, and Tuttle, Pansy, and Jerome, who were all with him, followed immediately.

Rex, who was riding a tricycle like the players and pulling Mia and some supplies, took a deep look at Hal's back, stepped on the tricycle with force on his feet.

Mia, who was holding a big package and wrapped her head in a towel, bowed her head and said nothing.

After her vision deteriorated, her hearing became much sharper, and she heard everything Hal and the others said.

"Let's go!" Seeing the NPCs moving, the players stopped complaining and stepped on the cars in charge of their respective teams.

A group of "advanced NPCs" led the way, and Yang Qiu didn't come to send the players away this time.

When the tricycle expedition team passed by the street, Yang Qiu was standing calmly at the intersection and watching from afar.

Different from Yang Qiu's calmness, the black-robed inspector Rowell standing next to him couldn't hide the worry on his face...

Seeing the weird convoy disappearing into sight, Rowell couldn't help but said, "Yang, are you really at ease? Let these undead be taken out by those people with all kinds of bad deeds?"

The exile town where Rowell has been squatting for so long is not for nothing. Although he cannot communicate with the undead, but the former thieves & Rex have already been wiped out by him...

Rex is an upright young man, and his innocence and straightforwardness can be seen in just one or two conversations - when he first met the players, he was the only one who would remind the players who are "undead" that they are not suitable to choose fighters Career Mentor.

In contrast, Hal and the others are very crotch... This group of guys are used to being thieves who are "used to doctrine". Can't hide.

Yang Qiu smiled slightly.

It is precisely because these guys are not good people that I will safely let them take the natural disasters out for a walk. In terms of mutual misfortune, Hal and others are younger brothers in front of the natural disasters-this kind of thing must not be said directly.

Let Mia, a healthy commoner, go with him. Apart from the fact that there is indeed a place for such a person who has really endured hardships to come forward, it is also to provide a layer of insurance for the natural disasters, so as not to prevent these guys from being too unrestrained-this kind of thing can't be said .

So when he spoke, Yang Qiu's words became: "Trust others, respectful supervisors, I firmly believe that they can go out intact, and they can also return smoothly."

Rowell: "..."

The black-robed inspector feels split right now, very split.

When Rex, the only upright young man he was optimistic about, came to the town hall to explain their purpose of action, Rowell instinctively wanted to stop this nonsense matter—let a group of notorious Mount Sorensen The thief took the undead to the southeastern border of the Rhine Kingdom to rescue the poor in desperate situation?What a joke!

However, in front of his face, Yang, a black magician whose way of thinking is very different from normal people in his opinion, agreed to this matter.

Rowell began to worry about whether he, as the inspector of the church, should pay close attention to and supervise this unbelievable thing that has been put on the agenda; To cheat him away and do some dangerous things in private that he can't even imagine...

After entanglement and entanglement, Rowell felt that Yang, who was more dangerous to Shijia Principality, was more important than the bandits & undead who ran to the border of other countries to harm the border...

"Forget it, the Goddess of Prosperity can only protect her believers." Rowell comforted himself in his heart, and was too lazy to talk to Yang Qiu, who was running the magic steam train with his mouth full, and went back to the town hall on his own.

Yang Qiu didn't mind at all that the black-robed supervisor had already started to look at him like an Arkham patient. As soon as Rowell left, he began to observe the connected players in the matrix on his own.

The group of players who set out on the mission had to travel for at least one day and one night. Apart from the wasteland, there were monsters and monsters on the road.

What Yang Qiu is focusing on right now is super casual players who are also not interested in this expedition.

There are quite a few players in this faction... Including the original game No.1 Oluga, there are more than 40 of them.

Oluga was obsessed with brushing the professional skills of a butcher. After switching to this occupation, he squatted on the mountain outside the town with the trap clips given by Manan and the trap technique taught by Manan, and caught a bunch of small animals such as squirrels and rabbits for training. Skills, after finishing, I happily sold furs to tailors and meat to the canteen of the chamber of commerce, having a great time...

In the past, Yang Qiu must have hated this kind of "didn't work" players very much, but now Yang Qiu has begun to like this great god-level salted fish, at least his "output" is still considerable.

Next, there is a group of leisure parties headed by "Your teacher will always be" players.

This group of players doesn't like to squat on professional construction sites for combat, but they still have a lot of fun playing professional construction sites for life.

Especially the players with the ID "Your teacher is always", collectively referred to as Mr. Yuchi, although they are not very active in large-scale event tasks, they are sent to the desolate stronghold on time every day to pick up the zombie general's cooking tasks and suffer for the rest of them. The male commoner NPC cooks food, and will send it back when it is finished, and go to the canteen of the chamber of commerce to do helper tasks - obviously it is not a tool person account, but it is very active as a tool person, so Yang Qiu likes this kind of player.

In addition, there are the "eight for one mouth" group of studio parties, and semi-professional players who play games as part-time jobs... In addition to the daily logging tasks issued by General Yang Qiu, these people also have a clear division of labor. Fewer gathering masters and pharmacists come out; although the player's rough rune skills can only collect & refine the most basic materials and medicines, it also saves Yang Qiu a lot of trouble.

Now Yang Qiu expects them to quickly improve their life professions than the gold-playing party himself, so that the potions that players need to use when they turn two can be thrown to them...

"Everything is under control."

Yang Qiu pulled away from the imprint matrix refreshedly, turned around, and was about to go back to the earth to fight for less... The two tools from the canteen of the Chamber of Commerce hoped to grow vegetables in the town, so he had to go find some vegetables and cheap fertilizer and the like.

The RMB on hand is already so tight that he has to shop around even if he has to fight for a little, but it doesn't matter, when Rex comes back, he will have more money - this time the tricycles pulled by the players are more than the last time they received civilians. There is still a lot of time, and most of them are sold by Rex to the Kingdom of the Rhine!

With Hal and the others on their backs, Yang Qiu privately let Rex breathe... In case Hal and the others get overwhelmed and cannot come back, the fake mountain bikes they rode out can also be sold.

He didn't want Hal and the others to die at the hands of the players, but he couldn't care if Hal and the others insisted on giving their heads to outsiders.

When the tricycle expedition team was marching forward in the wilderness of Tarantan, a cavalry regiment with the coat of arms of the Church of the Sun on the eastern border of the Rhine Kingdom was also leaving from the small village where Yang Qiu sold clothes.

Squatting for more than two months without any news, this cavalry regiment belonging to the Inquisition of the Church of the Sun was hit hard... But this is not the first time this happened, that evil, stronger and stronger The black mage, who is so strong that even the cardinal of the referee is gradually chilling, has created too many "surprises" for them in these years.

After squatting in the remote countryside for so long, the head of the cavalry regiment knew that he had to let his brothers relax, otherwise let alone the big soldiers, even he himself could not bear it; when he came out of the village, the head of the cavalry regiment did not hesitate He quickly sent the scouts in the regiment to the direction of the largest city in the southeast.

Three hundred cavalry and six hundred knight attendants drove for half a day, and arrived at Innatrix, the largest city in the southeast of the Rhine Kingdom. A non-commissioned officer followed him to the local church of the Sunny Church.

The Kingdom of the Rhine is a very magical country. It was clearly disliked by the Church of the Sun during the great voyage, and only a very small number of people were qualified to go to the Outer Continent to make money. There is no response to things like building a church...

The reason is that "they gave too much" - among the many churches in the Nabalon continent, the Lieyang Church is indeed the richest one.

The Guardian Knights of the Goddess of Prosperity condescended to serve as thugs to the local nobles for a small amount of money, while the Knights of the Church of the Sun even had money enough to hunt down the "Nightmare Butcher" all over the mainland at their own expense. This is the difference between Chiguoguo...

In the Lieyang Church, a priest in a white robe embroidered with gold received the head of the Knights. After some pleasantries, the priest in white robe eagerly lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on, the origin of those utensils?" , didn't you hear even a little bit of wind?"

The utensils that the white-robed priest was referring to were a set of bone china tableware found in a village hundreds of miles away from the village where Yang first appeared.

At the beginning, Yang Qiu bought this set of bone china handicrafts at a supermarket in Anshi with "huge sums of money" at 59 Kuaijiu. Later, he found out that the same style on Pinshaoshao was only 19.9, which was very painful for a while...

In short... what really attracted the knights was not the old clothes that Yang Qiu sold to Butler Button, but the set of bone china tableware.

The rural nobles who bought this set of tableware at the price of a few gold coins did not dare to keep it privately, so they entered the city of Innadir the next day and presented it to the city lord. Take it out to show off, so it spread to the ears of the Lieyang Church...

"Not at all." The head of the Knights said sadly, "We purposely bypassed that noble village in the countryside, and only placed eyeliner on a few main roads... But that bastard was too vigilant and never showed up."

After a pause, the head of the regiment was particularly annoyed and said: "There is no clue about that set of utensils! Damn it, news about this set of utensils should not have spread in the city in the first place, otherwise that bastard would not Running so fast - he's sure to come out and sell these things he got from who knows where!"