The time went back to eight hours (foreign world time), when Yang Qiu was still sleeping peacefully on the earth... the daytime in the game came.

Due to his highly polluted spirit, Charlie Rex couldn't relax in bed like his peers, and he woke up just after dawn.

Rex is used to the situation where he can only sleep for six or seven hours a day. After changing his clothes, he gave the undead the task of helping to cook breakfast, and at the same time fetched and boiled water to prepare for himself and Mia. Hot water for washing.

The tireless undead were running around in the camp, and while Rex was washing his face and brushing his teeth, someone would come over to ask for tasks... Rex is also used to this.

Being harassed for a long time can also cultivate resistance. Rex not only adapts to the husky-like second-handed attributes of these players, but even likes the experience of making the undead move as long as they release tasks.

Of course, the premise is that rewards must be settled on the spot after completing the task, otherwise the undead who were meek and obedient one second will be able to show their teeth and claws in the next second to test whether the equipment on your body can be snatched...

Rex still can't understand why the undead are willing to do things for "prestige", especially after Yang stipulated that they can give the undead a new "territorial prestige", the undead would enthusiastically treat the monster The material of the monster was handed in in exchange for a specific numerical change on the matrix "panel"... But it doesn't matter, as long as he knows that this thing is more convenient than paying copper coins.

After all, copper coins have weight. After clearing the copper coins, you have to do your own accounting and explain clearly the whereabouts of each copper coin in the matrix. Although it is not laborious, it is very troublesome.

When Rex, with a toothbrush in his mouth, sent the undead who came to him to collect wild vegetables... Suddenly, there was a scream from the tent next to him.

Rex quickly spit out the toothpaste foam, and hurried two steps over to check the situation.

Tuttle, who was in the tent next door, was standing in front of a tricycle that had been overturned in such a mess that even the tarpaulin was pulled to the ground like a stake.

Tuttle was so angry that he almost lost his mind, his rounded arms circled the tricycle like crazy: "—Who! Who moved my things!! Which bastard, stand up!!"

Rex who was watching secretly: "..."

Rex backed away silently.

He and Mia will definitely not overturn Tuttle's car, and neither will the others, so only the undead are left.

There were more than 200 undead who came out with the convoy, and from time to time, many undead fell apart and lay in the tricycle...not to mention how difficult it is to find the "prisoners", and they can't do anything to them if they are found.

Anyway, Rex didn't have the slightest interest in this matter, and he and the thieves haven't gotten close enough to share the same hatred.

But this group of undead who have nothing but equipment prestige actually know how to steal things from other people's trucks. Rex felt that he had to be more vigilant, and when he was going to camp for the night, he had to bring important items into the tent... …

When Rex was gloating over Tuttle's loss of personal belongings with a rather buddhist attitude, he saw two undead walking this way.

One of the undead is called "Ji Tang". Rex has a good impression of this undead. Although the other party is a dead person, he still has a respectable masculinity, so Rex is like in the past, friendly from a long distance Di Chong Ji Tang nodded.

"Drink!" The person who accompanied Ji Tang gave me the medicine exaggeratedly said, "Master Ji, how much has your reputation as a warrior increased, and the NPC is so polite to you?"

"Uh... intimate." Ji Tang said.

"Really or not, the reputation of Master Treasure on my side is also very close. Pan Xi still has a dead face when he sees people, as if I owe him millions." Give me the medicine and said in confusion.

Ji Tang can't say that the feelings of a living person can't be quantified with numbers, so he can only talk about it elsewhere: "Maybe it's the personality differences of these mentor NPCs. Rex's personality is better than other mentors."

In the middle of the day, the two trotted to Rex's tent.

Ji Tang has been in the army for many years, and he likes to go straight to the point. He said straight to the point: "Rex, we found two orcs and a human outside the camp. We can't communicate with them. I want you to help us ask them. origin."

Thinking that Ji Tang was Rex who came to ask for a mission, he was shocked suddenly.

Soon, in the tent set up by the undead without authorization, Rex saw the black-haired boy and two orcs, one big and one small.

What I saw at the same time... There were desserts randomly thrown in the corner of the tent (cakes, wafers, biscuits, and boxed milk are all desserts in the eyes of the indigenous people, who said there is sugar in the boxed milk) packaging bags.

Rex: "..."

He doesn't have a special preference for desserts, and he doesn't deliberately save up desserts to enjoy, and usually eats them as they go.

People who have a habit of saving desserts... As far as Rex knows, it seems that only Tuttle.

Rex silently turned his head and took a deep look at Ji Tang.

You should have been a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes when you were alive, would you still steal things...

People who are not in the branding matrix cannot communicate with the undead. Yang had explained this to them early on. Rex was not surprised by this. Charlie Rex, the leader of the undead caravan, why did you appear near our camp?"

As soon as he said this, the three rescued people showed panic expressions that could not hide their panic...

Rex was taken aback for a moment, then thought of the notorious red-light district of Westham not far from here, and then thought of the virtues of those caravans who borrowed from the Sorensen Mountains... His face suddenly revealed A disgusted expression: "The owner of our caravan is the respected Lord Tarantan. He is not the same as those guys with bad style. Answer my question."

Neither the black-haired boy nor the orc girl Lika had much knowledge. They were stunned when they heard that this caravan full of undead belonged to a certain lord—especially the black-haired boy. Not to mention the nobles, even the servants of the nobles are not qualified to be contacted by people like him.

The adult orcs were not as ignorant as their two companions, but they were still quite shocked——Talantan, who was ten times more dangerous than Sorensen, when did he have an extra lord?

The adult orc couldn't help turning his eyes to the curious players behind Rex...

This group of undead, who don't look like undead at all, came from Tarantan. Tarantan has a lord, and the ability to transport goods out for sale-all kinds of clues are added together, and he was also a professional-level powerhouse before falling into the devil's lair. The image of an unknown and powerful black mage immediately appeared in the mind of an adult orc...

Subconsciously, the adult orc straightened his back, and no longer acted in a state of weakness and fatigue that was a bit more exaggerated than his own weakness... After all, he was a person who had suffered a lot, and would not be easily bought by food, if it wasn't for Lake Si came to explain his position in person. The orc was planning to "show the enemy his weakness" and find a chance to escape after eating a few more full meals.

"Please allow me to introduce myself first, Your Excellency." The adult orc bowed slightly, put his hand on his chest, and tried his best to make a solemn gesture that he had not had the opportunity to make for many years, "My name is Ossirian King. I was a member of the... Silas League."

"The Silas Alliance?!" This time, Rex looked surprised.

Silas is the god of the Outer Continent.The Silas Alliance is a resistance organization established by the descendants of orcs from the outer continents who were trafficked to the mainland. It specializes in resistance activities in countries where the orc slave trade is legal (mainly the Kenyan Empire).

For the Kenyan Empire, which has made a fortune by selling orcs since 400 years ago, the Silas Alliance must be an illegal organization... But many countries in Nabaron have never been monolithic, and their relationship with the Kenyan Empire is cold or even hatred Countries and regions in the world are happy to give the Silas Alliance legal official certification.

There are also many countries that will quietly give blood to the Silas Alliance in private - after all, the main position of the Silas Alliance's resistance activities is in Kenya, and countless people are happy to hear that someone can bleed the Kenyan Empire from the inside.

But...since ten years ago, the Silas League didn't exist.

This resistance organization, which has resisted all kinds of encirclement and suppression by the Kenyan Empire for two to three hundred years, disappeared overnight because of the "Orc Citizenship Bill".

Rex's stern face softened slightly. Anyone with a discerning eye knows what is going on with the "Orc Citizenship Act" played by the Kenyan Empire. A member of the Resistance, then he is worthy of respect.

"Ossirian, why did you and your two companions come here?" Rex said in a slow tone.

Ossirian's face was gloomy, and he said embarrassingly: "To be honest... I was resold to Westham a few years ago. These two children... suffered similarly to me."

"Originally, I was already desperate about escaping...Last night, someone raided Gold Coast, the largest clubhouse in Westham, and I had the opportunity to escape with these two children...Because I was too exhausted, I fell asleep not far from here. past."

"So that's how it is." Rex couldn't bear it, and naturally he didn't ask about the experiences of the three in detail. After comforting Ossirian, he called the undead out of the tent with him.

Before leaving, Rex did not forget to collect and take away the remaining packaging bags in the tent, and planned to go back and find a place to bury them quietly...

Next, Rex tactfully told Ji Tang, who asked him for help, the origins of the three Ossirians, and hinted that the undead should not ask too much about their past, just take the three of them away...

Rex's idea was to help the poor man as soon as he could. Anyway, Yang never said clearly that the orcs could not bring Tarantan back.

However, the players who have not received the mission can't be reconciled at all, not to mention the amount of common sense of the players far exceeds Rex's estimate, even if he has said it very euphemistically in order to save Ossirian's face, It only said that the three rescued people were sold to Westham Town by unscrupulous businessmen, and got the chance to escape because of luck... The players still caught the clue.

Among the three rescued people, a little boy, a little girl, and a handsome adult man, they ran out looking pitiful and imprisoned for a long time.

"Westum is the end market for human trade?" He yelled in amazement while taking medicine, "I'll just wait, there won't be a red light district in this game, right? The game version of German Hamburg??"

If the entropy does not increase, the class is already offline, and the wonderful pen is still there. After hearing this, he squinted and gave me the medicine: "Hey, how are you so proficient? When you mention the red light district, you can immediately think of Hamburg in Germany?"

Give me the medicine and hurriedly said: "Don't label me indiscriminately, boss, I've never even been abroad, okay? Didn't I search Old Europe out of curiosity after watching "Human Skin Inn" before..."

They both regard this world as a game, even if they know that it involves human trafficking and red-light districts, they don’t have any deep feelings. Being sold to this kind of place, the murderous intent came up immediately.

"Rex, the two children and Ossirian, were sold to Westham?" Ji Tang stared at Rex, saying every word.

With high inspiration and high perception, Rex immediately heard the smell of gunpowder in Ji Tang's calm words, and couldn't help but change color: "...Yes."

Ji Tang became more angry, but his voice became calmer: "Where is Westham?"

This time, Rex was silent for a long time.

With Rex's character, he can cover up for others tactfully, but he can't do deliberate lying.

Under Ji Tang's gaze, Rex had to admit embarrassingly: "As far as I know...the merchants who go there are very willing to pay for the outstanding-looking humans and orcs...."

Give me the medicine and said firmly: "Let me say that it is indeed a red-light district, just like Hamburg in Germany and Amsterdam in the Netherlands."

Miaobi Shenghua gave a "tsk", and said in a tired voice: "This kind of realism is pursued, it's too much, it's disgusting, hey..."

Give me the medicine and nod deeply: "It's disgusting, but since it's a mission point, this kind of setting is normal."

Miaobi Shenghua went to the disgusting red-light district. After all, it is difficult for emotional women to accept the existence of such a place. I was reminded to take medicine by someone who didn't have much thought before reacting, and suddenly realized: "Oh, yes! Immediately If the villain who gets up and shoots the target is a good person who is lawful and kind, who can continue to fight, so the place to brush the boss this time is Westem?"

Rex: "??"

Ji Tang: "..."

He also racked his brains trying to figure out how to pull the players into the car and give this human trafficking terminal market a hard time, and the players themselves found a legitimate excuse to send troops.

Ji Tang reflected that he was still not in line with the way of thinking of the players, and immediately cheered up and said loudly: "That's right, Westem must be the target of this big mission!"

"But we can't get the task, how do we go on?" He said while giving me medicine, his eyes kept running towards Rex.

Obviously, if this guy can't trigger the mission from the three NPCs they rescued, he will find the idea of ​​making up for it from Rex, the "good-tempered" warrior mentor - anyway, any mission given by the NPC is a mission, You have to give settlement rewards when you finish, no difference!

Rex: "..."

He is too familiar with the virtue of the undead that no matter what they do or say, the ultimate goal is to have a mission...

Rex swallowed his saliva, and said tentatively, "I said... do you want to attack Westem?"

He was so proud of taking the medicine that his tail almost turned up: "Oh, Huahua, look! I was right again, Rex said that Westem can really fight!"

Rex was shocked, wait a minute, I didn't say that!

Miaobi Shenghua was also very pleasantly surprised, and was so happy that he was a little incoherent: "Is it so exciting? The last expedition was to build a stronghold in the wasteland. This time, we can play siege warfare? Westem defeated Can it be included in the territory of our undead? Can also add functions such as resurrection points and teleportation points?"

"It's a must! Otherwise, we can travel so far on this expedition!" He slapped my thigh excitedly after taking the medicine for me.

Rex opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the two undead who were talking more and more cheerfully.

Did he do something wrong...

The only sensible person present, Ji Tang, couldn't bear to look at Charlie Rex, who was suspicious of his life, and added fuel to the flames against his conscience: "I guess so, this time the expedition mission we brought compared with the supplies we brought back last time." It’s many times more, and it’s another combat job mission, and the mentor NPCs responsible for the combat job have followed, no matter how you look at it, it’s going to be a big event.”

Rex's lips twitched, and he simply closed his mouth.

Whatever you say, I will definitely not send such a nonsense task anyway!

People who are not in the branding matrix cannot send missions to the undead, and it is even more impossible for Hal and others-those guys just want the undead to cause big trouble and burn Yang, but they have no intention of sending themselves in. mean!

The undead will not really die when they attack Westem, their flesh and blood cannot be resurrected!

After making up his mind, Rex turned around and ran away, not giving Ji Tang any time to stop him...

"How did I get away with him?! What about the mission??" He gave me the medicine and was shocked.

Ji Tang, who was determined to uphold justice, grabbed the man who wanted to chase Rex and gave me medicine.

"It should be because Rex alone can't release a large-scale mission of this level." Ji Tang, a real thick-eyed guy in reality, opened his eyes and began to talk nonsense, "This mission may be better than all previous missions." It's hard, just looking for Rex probably won't trigger it... Huahua, what do you think?"

Without even thinking about it, Miaobi Shenghua said with certainty: "How can such a big task as siege be triggered easily? There must be many preconditions to be met. If Rex is here, asking him to come and interact with the NPC we picked up is probably the same as He is related to the front, but it is not enough to complete Rex's line, if I guess the direction is not wrong, we also need to activate the related plots of other mentor NPCs."

Ji Tang really wanted to give Miaobi Shenghua a thumbs-up... Listen, how perfect the reason he gave!

To give a logical explanation from the player's point of view, it still needs to be handled by the big players among the players!

Next, Miaobi Shenghua took the initiative to persuade Ji Tang and me to take medicine to log off to save game time, and when they need their help, she will arrange for people to log off to notify — Ji Tang is undoubtedly the main force in the siege battle Jane commanded on the spot, and the well-equipped man who gave me medicine was the main output force on their side. The game time of these two people must be used reasonably.

After driving the two output guarantees offline, Miaobi Shenghua got busy, called his little friend Qin Guan when he was offline, and contacted Brother Lahong through indulging in learning, and pulled all the players who could lead the group into the WeChat group, and explained that they triggered the attack The situation before the city battle, expressed the hope that all players who have successfully transferred their jobs and kept their "bones" in the expedition team will act in a unified manner and mobilize in a unified way to win this ultimate professional task...

In reality, the sky is getting brighter, and it is noon in the game. Miaobi Shenghua brings the brain power players that can be counted in the game-the Mingfeng on Lahong's side is simple, the entropy of taking time to go online before class does not increase, and The head of the small team of individual players only wins if they work hard, and confidently approached Hal Maxwell, the assassin mentor who the players agreed should be the first "strategy".

Mentors and NPCs also have affiliation relationships, which players have already figured out - the headshot madman Tuttle and the irritable old man Pansy go around Hal on a daily basis, and other things like Manan, Anthony, etc. The NPCs are also very respectful to Hal, if they don't know that Hal's status as an NPC is quite unusual, unless all the players are blind.

Hal has had a strange day today.

When I got up, I found that Tuttle was running around the camp with red eyes like crazy, and I didn't know what he was looking for, and he didn't answer when I asked him.

Pansy and Jerome (the knight mentor) were normal, but they didn't know why Tuttle was going crazy.

These former thieves are often inappropriate when dealing with outsiders, but they are still humane to their brothers, especially their cronies. Seeing that Tuttle's state is not right, Hal asked Pansy to communicate with Rex, and he will not call today. Everyone is exhausted, so we simply take a rest for a day...

Rex is very clear why Tuttle is going crazy, and he also understands that it is best not to expose this matter, otherwise Tuttle will have to conflict with the undead Ji Tang, and with the bad style of these former thieves, it may not be possible. He would even vent his anger on Ossirian... He chose to keep his mouth shut.

The players who were running in series for the "pre-siege" didn't jump out to protest that these NPCs were not doing their business and delaying their mission to spawn monsters...Under various subtle coincidences, the expedition team ushered in a rare peace .

Hal, who usually hates the noise of the players the most and wished to kill the noise monsters, spent the whole morning in this kind of tranquility, and unexpectedly felt uncomfortable all over his body...

Hal was doubting his life, when the undead came to his door.

The undead with a nice voice and a symbolic meaning of flowers in his name broke into Hal's tent just like the last time the Progressive Guild did, not only by himself, but also with several skeletons behind him.

"Hal, we rescued three people who escaped from Westham, are you going to meet them?" With a well-prepared skill, he confidently stepped forward to interact.

Hal: "Huh?"

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