Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

Hal Maxwell, whether it is based on the moral outlook of the Chinese people or the moral outlook of the natives of Nabaron, this guy has to be classified as a "villain".

Absolutely self-interested, ruthless and ruthless, can be considered flexible when things happen, at least can bow his head for his friends; the lawful society is absolutely unwelcome, but let’s throw it into the gray area where there is no way, be a small team and a small organization Leaders can still stand up to the table.

In short...there is no market for things that can impress Rex here. Hal patiently listened to the introduction of the three rescued people, and Hal laughed directly.

Not only did he laugh back, Hal also rolled his eyes at the players like he was looking at an idiot: "None of my business, why would I want to see such a disgusting thing?"

Players: "I rely on?!"

Miaobi Shenghua raised his hand to signal everyone not to rush to complain, and still looked at Hal confidently: "Are you sure, Hal, you really decided not to help the three of Ossirian?"

Hal also had nothing to do to listen to these undead's ramblings. Now his patience was almost used up, so he waved his hands like chasing flies: "Stop talking nonsense, get out of here, and get out of my tent."

Brilliantly said: "Do you remember Jim?"

Hal's bored face froze instantly.

Miaobi Shenghua talked calmly: "Your friend when you were studying in the northern industrial city of the Kenyan Empire... no, Jim's family background should not be qualified enough to know you who are still studying in key universities, that is, I met you after you stopped going to school. him. You've given Jim a hard time, haven't you?"

Hal's stiff face instantly became very gloomy and ugly, the skin around his eyes was tense, and he stared at the wonderful pen with a murderous look in his eyes.

The last thing the players care about is the death threat... So Miaobi Shenghua doesn't mind that Hal's reaction at the moment is very close to the real violent murderer, and he continues to hit Hal very smoothly: "See you, Jim!" How many years have you had nightmares about not being saved, even stepping on Jim's body to linger on? After Jim, those people you once felt guilty of, did they also appear in your dreams?"

"Shut up!" Hal let out an irritable low voice, took a step forward, and poked his finger on Miaobi Shenghua's chest, "Shut up, Undead, no matter where you heard about me, it's your turn." It’s not until you come to tell me what to do with this uncle!”

Miaobi Shenghua smiled calmly: "You are wrong, Hal, we are not here to teach you how to do things, we are here to threaten you."

Hal: "?!"

"You are the boss of other mentors, right? We all know that Tuttle, Pansy, and Jerome all listen to you and follow your lead." Miaobishenghua said happily, "If you don't do what we say ..." She raised her hands and motioned Jim to look at the three people behind her, "We're going to tell everyone about the nightmare where Jim made you cry and apologize desperately begging for mercy."

"What nonsense are you talking about!!" Hal was so angry that his face turned green.

"I'm not talking nonsense. I was afraid of being killed, so I took a gold coin and buried my friend's body with my own hands. If you don't be a scumbag, you can't live. You cried out very frankly in your dream." Miaobi Shenghua smiled.

Hal: "...(゜ロ゜)"

Hal Maxwell, surrendered his knee.

Successfully persuaded (threat) Hal to agree to see the three rescued people. On the way, the entropy did not increase and couldn't help giving Miaobi Shenghua a thumbs-up.

In front of Hal, the entropy did not increase and praised the wonderful pen without shyness: "Huahua, you are really stable. When Hal changed his face just now, I almost thought you were going to be chopped off."

Miaobi Shenghua smiled triumphantly: "On the contrary, when Hal changed his face in an instant, I knew it was right. Our method is absolutely useful."

"How do you say it?" Mingfeng, who has not shown any strength, is simple and hardworking, and Qiqi wins his sideways glances.

"You guys know that I'm an online writer. I've read some psychology books in order to make the characters come to life." The wonderful pen is not secretive, and he generously explained his tricks of observing the reactions of human NPCs, " If a person is really angry, there is a process of accumulation of anger. The louder the quarrel, the louder the voice and the more emotional. If you are very angry in an instant, this anger will have a performance elements, or elements such as guilty conscience, evasion, and venting of anger."

Hal, who walked behind the players with a gloomy face, looked in horror at this undead lady who only had the advantage of a nice voice.

Hal couldn't understand what a web writer was, but psychology and the wonderful pen made flowers describe the anger of human beings very clearly and straightforwardly. When Hal thought about it carefully, he felt his liver tremble...

——These undead actually understand psychology and analyze people's emotional reactions? !

God of Assassins, from which terrifying dimension did Yang summon these strange creatures!

In the tent built by the players privately, Hal saw Ossirian, Lika and the black-haired boy.

He is not Rex who puts team safety first, and he doesn't care if someone will attack the convoy of the undead, and it is impossible to have sympathy for the unlucky guy who he only thinks is "disgusting"... Naturally, he has nothing to do with the three of Ossirian There is nothing to say.

After standing awkwardly silent for a while with the three Ossirians, Hal turned his face impatiently to the undead who were forcing him over: "I've seen them, bastards, Are you satisfied?"

This scene... The players are also very confused.

"Why don't they interact? Doesn't Hal have a plot in this mission?" Mingfeng asked honestly and doubtfully.

"No, Rex is level [-], Hal is also level [-], they both should have a plot, right?" Miaobi Shenghua scratched his head.

"Is there any key factor missing?" Ai Ping will win and frown.

Blue veins popped out on Hal's forehead: "Watch me talking, don't mutter in front of me, you bastards and undead!"

"Emmmmmm...Hal, why don't you say something to them." Miaobi Shenghua said.

There are veins on Hal's forehead: "You said that you just need to meet them, don't push yourself!"

Miaobi Shenghua gave a "tsk", and said in a loud voice: "It's hard for me to do this, Halsan~ Please cooperate~ Otherwise, we will go to chat with Tuttle~"

Hal put his hand on the saber at his waist.

"It's useless to hack me to death." Miaobi Shenghua said leisurely, "Even if you hacked to death all of us present, it's useless, let me tell you frankly, we are not the only ones who know your secret, Do you understand?"

Hal endured and endured, and withdrew his hand aggrievedly...

After all, this guy is also a citizen of the Kenyan Empire. For the orcs... he doesn't think much of it. After all, the orcs in the environment he grew up in can only be regarded as a kind of livestock. The world view is fixed when he is small, and it is not so easy to change. .

After filtering out the two orcs, only the black-haired boy was left who Hal could barely hold his nose to talk to: "You, boy, what's your name?"

The players didn't care about Hal's murderous look. The black-haired boy was quite frightened by Hal. After being questioned, he shivered in fright before he stammered, "I, my name is Brooke."

"Where are you from?" Hal glanced at several players and continued the conversation violently.

"I'm... from the Rhineland, and I used to live in Inadoli." The young Brooke said tremblingly.

"How did you end up in Westham?"

"My companions and I went to the outskirts of the Sorensen Mountains to catch the long-eared red foxes, but accidentally...we got separated, and we were tricked by a caravan from the south, and we wanted to follow them back to the city, but the result, the result was... ..."

"—Are you an idiot!" Hal was fired at once, and roared, "Living in Inadoli, you still don't know the virtue of these caravans coming and going? Still following them Walk?!"

Boy Brook: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

"I've seen too many ignorant half-ass kids like you. After reading a few legendary novels, I felt that I could also become the protagonist in the storybook. I dared to leave rashly after following some bad rookie team. Town, you still think you can make a name for yourself!" Hal pointed at the child violently and cursed, "I'll tell you what the end of these dead children will be, or they will become the feces of wild animals in the wilderness with their so-called brothers and friends , or be used by people to do some stupid things that are sure to die, and the final destination is still the feces of a certain beast!"

After scolding the young Brook, Hal glared at the players with a veiny face: "Are you satisfied, bastards!"

Players: "..."

"Satisfied, satisfied, of course satisfied." The corner of Miaobi Shenghua's mouth twitched.

The players couldn't understand the language of the black-haired boy, but Hal's words of cursing could be heard clearly. With his brilliant EQ, it was easy to hear that Hal seemed to be scolding the kid, but in fact he was resenting his past - the past that he could Being made into a copy, this product is of course a person with a story.

Regardless of whether Hal is taking the opportunity to vent his emotions or cherish his life experience, this guy's sudden rampage meets the players' requirements for "NPCs following the plot". , said seriously: "Westham is really too evil, what do you think, Hal?"

Hal instinctively wanted to blurt out "None of my business", but in an emergency, remembering that he was threatened by these bastard undead the last time he said that, he gritted his teeth and forcibly held back: "Yes, yes, so?"

A group of players never thought that Hal was afraid of them, so he said aggrievedly and followed their words. Seeing that Hal's attitude was very different from before, they thought it was the effect of "getting out of the plot", and everyone Cheering up, he squeezed his fists and stared nervously at Hal...

"Hal, I think it is necessary for us to destroy this devil's lair and save the people there, what do you think?" Miaobi Shenghua was so excited that his breathing began to become heavy.

Hal irritatedly said "Of course" casually, and it was only after the voice came out that he realized what the undead said before him, and he didn't care about being angry anymore, the expression on his face quickly changed from shock to surprise...

"It's done!" Mingfeng is simple, entropy does not increase, and only if he loves to fight will he win the three, who are also very pleasantly surprised.

"Hal, then let's attack Westem!" Miaobi Shenghua said excitedly.

"That's right! That's exactly what we should do. This is the purpose of our coming out!" Hal resolutely agreed.

He still had a headache, how could he trick these undeads into trouble for Yang under the surveillance of Rex—these guys actually took the initiative to die, it was as if they fell asleep and met the pillow!

Of course, letting the undead go out to cause trouble does not mean that they will also be buried with their lives. Hal immediately showed his "NPC" ethics and brazenly said to the four players: "If you want to save the people who fell in Westem, you There are two more things to do, friends of the undead."

"You say, we promise to do it!" All four players slapped their chests loudly.

Hal raised two fingers: "First, you must convince Rex. If Rex disagrees, he has the authority to cancel the task I issued. Second, this task can only be completed by you, we There is a festival with the Rhine Kingdom, if we blatantly enter the towns of the Rhine Kingdom, we will attract powerful enemies, which is not conducive to saving the poor people who have fallen in Westerm."

"No problem!" The four players clapped their chests again.

"Activating" Hal's interactive plot, in the eyes of the players, triggering the mission is already a sure thing, and convincing Rex is just the last trembling; as for the mentor NPC that Hal asked not to participate in the battle, it is not a big deal in the players' eyes ...Which game isn't where the NPC moves his mouth and the player breaks his legs?

Reaching a consensus, Hal and the four players are all satisfied and joyful, it can be said that everyone is happy...

When Yang Qiu "goes online", this group of hungry and thirsty players has even pulled out the team and formed a group, and they are surrounding Rex asking for missions...

After Yang Qiu "monitored" the group of players lobbying Rex for a while, and figured out what happened during the sixteen hours he was "offline", his expression became very strange.

"...Yang?"

Inspector Lowell, who was drinking afternoon tea opposite Yang Qiu, was forced to sit upright subconsciously by his strange expression.

Yang Qiu calmed down and smiled slightly: "Supervisor Lowell, can you take care of my house for me for a while?"

Rowell: "??"

The black-robed inspector realized that the undead had left for four days, so he calculated the schedule of the tricycle expedition team: "Forgive me for guessing... Your undead, have you caused trouble in the Rhine Kingdom?"

"Of course not." Yang Qiu took a sip of tea calmly, "In fact, what our undead friends are doing is also what I wanted to do. It's just that I had to deal with the lunatics of the Lieyang Church at that time, and I had no time to get away That's all."

When Inspector Rowell heard this, he immediately became serious.

The "Nightmare Butcher" also wants to do something, and it feels very bad when you hear it!

"I think you may need a companion, Yang." Supervisor Rowell said solemnly.

"It's my honor." Yang Qiuding didn't hesitate at all, and immediately accepted it with a wide smile.

Rowell: "..."

The black-robed supervisor suddenly felt that something was not quite right...

Here, Yang Qiu played a trick to drag Inspector Rowell into the water. On the other side, Charlie Rex, who was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside the camp, was in a state of desperation.

Rex couldn't figure out how Hal reached an agreement with the undead!

Obviously that guy doesn't want to deal with these undead at all except for issuing missions!

"...Please calm down and listen to me." Rex swallowed, raised his hand to press the undead, "I passed by Westham half a year ago. Although this town is small, it There are dozens of black industries, large and small, and all the merchants have raised thugs, plus the town’s militia... It’s not easy to take Westem down.”

"In addition, Westem is only a few tens of kilometers away from the largest city in the southern border of the Rhine Kingdom, Innadrie. The Innadrie garrison can arrive at any time. Even if it is defeated, we will not be able to occupy it."

"Not to mention that there are thousands of civilians who have no direct relationship with the black industry living in Westham Town. If the town is in chaos, these civilians will inevitably be implicated..."

Brother Lahong, who has waited for a long time to go online and has not been able to lead the group to go out, has long been impatient. He waved his hand and said very socially: "Don't worry, mere mercenary thugs are nothing. At worst, we will attack at night. This group of people in the middle of the night It’s definitely not as flexible as ours in moving! Don’t worry about occupying, if you take down the stronghold and have a resurrection point, what’s the reason for the garrison?”

"That's right!" Qin Guan also said, "Just leave it to us. Rex, our quality is not the same as those feudal armies. Set up strongholds to ensure that Qiu will not commit any crimes, and nothing will happen to the civilians. !"

After the words were spoken by the two eager blood alliance bosses, Ji Tang could only sincerely say to Rex: "Please believe in your undead friend, Rex, although we are dead, we are not ignorant of the preciousness of life."

Players will not attack civilians, Ji Tang is more confident than anyone else... If the identification technique scans the common people who don't even have whiteboard equipment, if the players are willing to take a second look, they will be bored!

Rex looked up to the sky and sighed: "Okay, then let me walk with you—"

"Don't, don't, don't!" Yang Ying, Tang Jia, Qin Guan and other players who had switched to fighters all became nervous and tried their best to stop them, "Don't make trouble, we have to attack the city and be distracted to protect you, we don't have the time !"

Rex: "..."

He actually wanted to be moved by the concern of these undead for him, but for some reason, he always felt something was wrong...

When the expedition team set off, Yang Qiu gave them all the mentors the authority of the matrix. In addition to the original fixed "daily" tasks, there are more free task operation options, so that these mentor NPCs can deal with emergencies. In the situation, the players who are not afraid of death are instructed to go up to the top of the tank.

This authority is also reserved for Mia, but Yang Qiu did not directly pull Mia into the matrix, but left a back door for Rex to "pull people", and Rex will only let Mia die when Mia is in danger. Pulling her in - it's already very challenging for a professional-level powerhouse to endure the mental torture of the players, so don't force Mia, who is just a commoner.

The players persuaded Rex, and Hal, who hid in the dark and watched the joke, led his brother on the stage.

Under Rex's deep gaze, this guy shamelessly stepped forward to greet Rex, pretending to be very considerate of the undead, and pretending to discuss with Rex how to send the mission so that the undead can act more cheaply.

With two full months of experience as a "task delivery tool", this group of "advanced NPCs", whether they like it or not, are already familiar with the routines and task formats of sending tasks to the undead, clearing the way for Lake Due to Si's psychological barrier, this group of people quickly sent out a decent task:

"Saving Westem"

"Rescue Trafficked Civilians"

"Destroy the Enemy"

Under Rex's strong request, the task of "Destroying the Enemy" was changed to "Capturing the Enemy". Civilians are also in trouble.

The players didn't care at all whether to destroy or capture, and happily rushed towards Westem after receiving the task.

Watching the undead dancing in ecstasy leave, Rex turned his head and looked at Hal coldly.

Of course Hal was not used to it, and looked at it kindly.

"...Sometimes, I really don't understand why a short-sighted person like you can get so big safely." Rex's suppressed anger was released silently, and the words were quite rude, "Do you think Are you free from any scruples after leaving Tarantan? Don’t be so naive, buddy, all your actions are in Yang’s eyes.”

Hal's complexion changed slightly, but he refused to show timidity. Instead, he let out a "ha" and said even more arrogantly: "Stop teaching people here, little Charlie, who do you think you are? Don't say that this matter is caused by the undead themselves. So what if I instigated it? If Yang didn’t make a sound, it proves that Yang also agreed to do it. What right do you have to fart here?”

Rex couldn't refute these words at all, his lips trembled, and he could only say bitterly: "I hope you are as confident as you say yourself."

Hal's group watched the furious Rex leave, and the knight Jerome couldn't help muttering softly: "This guy is really arrogant."

Tuttle said with a numb expression: "At this age, he is already a master of weapons, so he naturally has the capital of arrogance."

The former Holy Crow's think tank has obviously been in a bad state after the morning's blow, and this sentence hit Hal, Pansy, and Jerome all in one breath...

Hal barely advanced to assassin after he was 30 years old. Pansy didn't actually change his job through Treasure Master, let alone Jerome, who was the same age as Rex, never got the official knight badge at all-if it wasn't for joining forces They are not sure that they can kill Rex without injury, they have already started to get rid of this obstructive guy.

Pan Xi wanted to confuse the embarrassment with a few gossips, but suddenly his face changed drastically.

"Pansy?" Jerome who was standing next to him was the first to notice that Pansy's expression was wrong.

Hal looked back, and was startled by Pansy's sudden pale face: "Hey, buddy, what's the matter with you?"

"...Wait! We've overlooked a problem!" Pansy said with sweat profusely, "The undead went to attack Westem on their own—but they can't communicate with the locals! And they will disappear if they are killed... ...then how do the locals know they're from Tarantan?!"

Hal was stunned, and suddenly pinched his thigh hard, uttering the catchphrase he learned from the players: "What a trough!"