Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

This time "Director Lu" hit Yang Qiu's sugar-coated bullets. Although there were some problems with the wording and he didn't even make up an excuse, it was indeed much more down-to-earth than the previous attempt to hit people with a thermal power generation unit production line:

Six sets of 100KW low-noise diesel generator sets replaced by state-owned mines—the ex-factory price of new generators of this specification is less than [-] sets, and second-hand ones can be won for about [-].

A large Dongfeng truck (new car 22W) loaded with diesel barrels (a barrel of 210 liters, about 7 yuan a liter).

Crawler hydraulic all-terrain excavators, scrapers, cranes, road rollers, etc. with an average price of 4W~10W.

Simply summed up, it is to compress the sugar-coated shells of tens of millions to millions...

Moreover, the sugar-coated shells have an extremely pure and precise purpose: these sugar-coated shells are used to build roads.

Which road to build?

The road from the exiled town deep in the Tarantan Wasteland to Westham.

Ji Tang personally participated in the expedition team and walked this road once. The distance of about [-] kilometers took a full three days in the alien time; obviously, after this guy reported the situation, "Director Lu" thought that Yang Qiu was behind the scenes. The Black Hand will desperately need to get on the roadworks...

And with Ji Tang's virtue of searching around the town of exile when he has nothing to do, Yang Qiu doubts that this guy may have also discovered the open-pit coal mine ten kilometers east of the town of exile--the average player is still not the one blocking the town gate. The opponents of the big mice, but relying on each other as bait can also sneak out of the town. It is not as difficult for Ji Tang to figure out the town as before.

In short, Yang Qiu's heart was moved.

Although the teleportation array that can be used by living people has been prepared, it was hidden under the town halls of the two towns for him, but it is very expensive to activate the teleportation array, and magic materials are consumed for each teleportation, and it is impossible to get it As a travel tool, it can only be used to deal with emergencies.

"Director Lu" this set of punches really hit his weakness...

Deep in the mountains of Province G, there is a research institute with a red card.

After sending the email, Professor Yin Zhengliang of the expert group watched the "game video" recorded by Ji Tang and patiently waited for the "target" to reply.

The small town with telephone poles at the gate of the town confirmed the speculation of the expert group that this planet disguised as a game does have a certain degree of civilization, and it is not the original image seen when the vision was trapped in the exile town.

In addition to the application of electricity, during the demolition of the interior compartments of the red-light district buildings, Ji Tang also sneaked a look at the wall and building materials used by this alien civilization, read the newspapers and magazines left behind by someone, and dismantled the wall clocks and clock bases of others... …

From the paper and printing process of newspapers and magazines, the technology in this world is relatively mature in these two aspects, but the cost of color printing should still be at a relatively high stage. Newspapers are still black and white, and magazines only use color on the cover and a few inner pages. .

Many photos of people were published in newspapers, indicating that the material science of this civilization has also advanced to the step of photosensitive materials.

There are color page advertisements of four-wheel four-wheel drive vehicles in the magazine, and there are photos of airships and ocean-going ships, which show that the technological level of this civilization has reached the level of steam power, and it is very likely that it also has internal combustion engine technology.

The parts of wall clocks and table clocks are quite precise, but there are still a high proportion of manual traces, which shows that the scale of industrialization in this world is not sufficient, and some watch parts still need to be polished by craftsmen.

There are fewer metal products, indicating that steel production is not high.

Glass products are relatively common, but the craftsmanship is relatively average, and the technical level is estimated to be similar to that of the United States at the beginning of the [-]th century...

Ji Tang and his game companions took a lot of pictures while visiting the residential area. The living utensils used by the townspeople are mainly wooden, supplemented by glass products and pottery. Rubber products are very rare, and no porcelain is seen...

Combined with the poor livelihood of the people in Westham Town, the expert group believes that the top of the world's pyramid is estimated to be similar to the Western developed countries in the early [-]th century on earth, but the general public still lives in Asia from the [-]th to the [-]th century. The Middle East, Latin America, and Africa—in the words of the Chinese who like to talk about revolution and politics the most, they are a turbulent society where the top and bottom are severely divided, social contradictions are sharply opposed and are likely to intensify further, and major changes may occur at any time.

Therefore, after brainstorming, the members of the expert group, with an average age of 34 and [-], thought that this was a good opportunity to test whether the "target" and the lord Yang in the "game" were Chinese.

As long as you are a native Chinese, you have the objective conditions to participate in this kind of "troubled times" (back to the earth, you can fool players into coolies, you can transfer materials across planes, you don't mind the official intervention, and West Muzhen was delegated to Ji Tang, who is rooted in Zhengmiaohong), there must be only one thought in his mind: build walls high and accumulate grain widely!

There is a Tarantan wasteland as big as half the size of G province. Although there are many hills, swamps, forests, and plains, it is a good field to tidy up casually. It is easy and cheap to build a small granary!

The lord Yang asked the players to attack Westham (a big mistake) where there is no hemp industry, it must be because of the population (labor force)!

There are land and people, if Lord Yang is a qualified Chinese, then he must build roads and farm!

So the expert group cautiously threw out this country-level road engineering-level combination spree... It's not that we can't give better ones, but since the "target" refused without hesitation last time, most members of the expert group think it's still conservative Good; anyway, just build a dirt road with a length of [-] kilometers that can be opened to traffic, and those high-tech gadgets will not be needed.

When Professor Yin Zhengliang was stroking his chin to ponder the white portraits of the people in Westham Township that Ji Tang had taken, a "ding" sound came from the computer.

"There is a response!" The professor rubbed his hands excitedly and opened the email...

Then his smile became a little stiff...

"What's the matter, how did the other side respond?" The expert team member next to him poked his head out curiously.

Then the corner of the mouth of this post-[-]s expert also started to twitch...

"Target" did not refuse this time, and accepted their big gift package.

But the "target" did not mean to take it for nothing, and said that it would send four kilograms of gold from Shunfeng to thank the expert team...

Four kilograms of gold, at the current international gold price, even if the gold from another world is not so pure, it is enough to pay off the country road-level gift package they worked hard for half a day...

"Hey—this guy!" The young man born in the [-]s crossed his arms in pain, "Does this person welcome us to intervene, or refuse us to intervene? Why is his attitude so ambiguous?"

"Scumbag!" The member of the female expert group sitting across the table also poked her head over the table to look at Professor Yin Zhengliang's screen, and said unhappily, "This guy just wants to benefit, and he refuses to admit it. If you refuse to be irresponsible, you are a scumbag!"

Young man: "... Really."

"It's scumbag." Professor Yin Zhengliang dragged the mail to the bottom, glanced at the content behind it, and couldn't help but say this.

At the end of the email is the first transaction request sent to them by the "target".

The content is that I hope to exchange a batch of high-quality wood that does not indicate the source of the [-]-kilometer-long train rails and green leather cars that have been purchased in China. If people are not satisfied, they only need to build roads, and the railway will also be launched. The train conductor training station The construction also requires this side to contribute, and it is best to take care of all the follow-up.

Others don't know where the wood of the "target" comes from, how can they not know?That's what their Chinese compatriots worked so hard to cut down for a few game coins and numerical rewards!

Lie our compatriots to be coolies, and later trade the lumber stained with our compatriots blood and sweat for railways, are you still human?

Not to mention the gold, it was all our Chinese compatriots who worked so hard to grab... er, collected it!

"At least one of them must be Chinese." Professor Yin Zhengliang couldn't help but laugh.

The young man nodded first, and then his eyes lit up: "Wait a minute, the lord Yang has touched that batch of gold, right, so we can collect his biological samples?"

Professor Yin Zhengliang shook his head and sighed: "Since one of these two people is from Huaxia, it is unlikely that we will be given such an opportunity... The gold will probably be re-smelted before it can reach us."

How else can an expert be an expert? Professor Yin Zhengliang, who has studied criminal psychology for a lifetime, knows the tricks of villains very well—two days later, the gold they received was indeed a large pile of gold ingots...

Yang Qiu didn't care how the expert group slandered him, and he and "Director Lu" settled the business scheduled for delivery within three months in the email exchange, ate noodles and drank happy water in a leisurely manner, then put on the robe and returned to the same office. boundary.

Ji Tang is already online, and is wandering around Westham Town Hall with a group of friends.

The elder sister Yang Ying who has become a semi-professional player is very interested in the sheriff, and she is learning from that reliable genius. What, uncharacteristically, she didn't support Yang Ying, but instead asked Ji Tang what she planned to do...

Yang Qiu stared at the entropy in the matrix for a while... didn't care much about the girl's reaction.

Some players are likely to discover the truth of this game, and Yang Qiu has been mentally prepared for this.

Anyway, no matter what evidence the player finds, it will be over if he kills him and doesn't let go of his mouth. Even if the entropy does not increase, it is impossible to find any hard evidence without the support of the state and just by searching in the game.

Ten thousand steps back, it really makes players realize that "Alien World" is actually a real alien world, and that's okay, if you don't abide by the game contract that is automatically confirmed when you log in, do something that violates the production team's regulations, and you can't play the role of "dead soul". "The role, Yang Qiu's title will be done directly.

As long as Yang Qiu publishes an announcement after the account is banned that "a certain player has violated the contract and the title will be dealt with, and the internal beta quota will be re-drawn", then all the cloud players on the entire network will have to vigorously promote the good title policy, and there will never be any shady things about the game— — very stable!

After scanning the online players as before, and confirming that there was nothing unusual, Yang Qiu submerged himself and began to meditate.

"Director Lu" has delivered the engineering equipment, and he has to prepare to build the road from Westham to the town of exile.

Labor is not a problem, not to mention the small [-] laborers locked up by the militia, and it is not troublesome to recruit local workers where there is no decent industry.

The trouble is the safety issue during the road construction.

Why don't the aristocratic landlords in this world like to open up wasteland like the sage landlords in the feudal era of China?

Naturally, it's because the wild is too dangerous - in addition to the common beasts in ancient China, there are many unscientific monsters and beasts roaming in the wild in this world.

The player's expeditionary army has monsters all the way from the town of exile, this time the blame Yang Qiu has not been arranged in advance...

If you want to replace the player team with a normal caravan, you will be injured and disabled a long time ago, and you will fall back halfway...

In other words, wherever the road construction team goes, the army of undead, who are not afraid of pain or death, and scream "WAKAKAKA" when they see monsters, must follow wherever they go, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yang Qiu must sprint to the realm of a great magician as soon as possible and expand the number of players.

It was five o'clock in the morning on November [-]st, earth time, and nine o'clock in the morning in another world.

The morning of August dawned very early, and the resettlement site was Area A (formerly the Elegant Dream Club). After a few days of complete relaxation, the young men and women got up early, took the daily necessities issued by the new lord, and gathered in the yard to wash and clean. Separate living quarters, washed and changed clothes.

It has been four days since Westham Territory changed to a new owner (outside time). Whether it is the townspeople or the young men and women who have been resettled, they are all used to the life ruled by the new lord—the adaptation of human beings. The power is already very strong, and the new lord has not introduced any other measures that will arouse the public's disgust except closing down the red light district, hiring townspeople to clean the streets, and buying and selling cheap materials.

Especially after the new lord released more than 200 militiamen yesterday, the townspeople's antipathy towards the new lord has become even lower-although there are still some families of militiamen who have not been released. Skeletons, it takes courage to connect with each other and go to the town hall to speak up.

Not to mention... Yesterday, the new lord, His Excellency Charlie Rex, posted an announcement in front of the town hall, announcing that the new mayor would be a skeleton, and posted a photo of the undead mayor...

It is difficult for the townspeople to distinguish the difference between the undead mayor in the photo and the skeletons running all over the street. Everyone looks like the mayor, and the entangled mentality is really worth mentioning.

The reaction of the townspeople has nothing to do with the young men and women living in the two settlements for the time being.

No need to pick up customers, no need to worry about being abused by bad customers, no need to be forced to take fat-enhancing drugs, and can be treated like a person. Who cares if the new mayor is an undead.

Ms. Shirley likes her current life very much. She cuts off the long nails and long hair that are in the way that are carefully maintained to please men, and squats with young girls by the sink to wash clothes and sheets in the early morning sun. They were all wrinkled and didn't care, and they could laugh at each other without any grievances when they were drying the sheets for not cleaning the stains on the sheets.

When Ji Tang and Rex walked into the courtyard of the resettlement site in Area A, they saw dozens of young women laughing and playing around the pool from afar. Even if they couldn't understand their conversation, they could feel their relaxation.

"Good day! Mr. Rex!"

"Good day! Mister Undead!"

Seeing the new lord walking in, Ms. Shirley stood up and waved hello energetically.

"Good day, Shirley, good day, girls." Rex responded with a smile and waved.

No one living in the resettlement site would dislike Mr. Rex.

He cared about everyone's life, cared about everyone's emotions, and treated everyone gently. He remembered many people's names in just a few days of getting along.

Knowing that this gentle and powerful gentleman was the new lord of Westham, these young men and women no longer doubted the promise he had made to everyone when he smashed the clubhouse and club signs.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the new mayor of Westham, Ji Tang." Rex pointed to Ji Tang who came with him, and said with a smile, "Mayor Ji Tang hopes to recruit some for the town administration The administrative clerks who work in the office, girls, are you interested?"

The ladies who chatted in low voices and looked at Ji Tang curiously fell silent for a moment.

"Mr. Ray, Mr. Rex, what did you say?" Ms. Shirley suspected that she had heard wrong, and stammered.

"I mean, our new mayor hopes to recruit administrative clerks who work for the town hall and serve the townspeople." Rex said happily, "Mayor Ji Tang learned that many of our girls are literate, I wanted to come here to try my luck and see which kind and brave girls are willing to help the town hall."

Rex has always admired Ji Tang, the undead, and the fact that Ji Tang became the mayor of the undead to work with him made him very happy, and he took the initiative to tell him that he hoped to find someone from young men and women to serve as a clerk. It is very in line with Rex's wishes - he has been having a headache for the past few days on how to arrange a way out for these young people, so Ji Tang directly thought about him.

Ji Tang couldn't understand other people's language, but he could understand Rex's words. When Rex introduced the situation, he stood calmly by the side, waiting for Rex to help him...

Finding clerks from these people who have been engaged in special industries is an opinion of the organization after careful consideration. The reason is not entirely from the humanitarian point of view of helping people in special industries re-employment, but entirely for practical purposes:

First of all, the illiteracy rate in this world is terrible, less than half of the "advanced NPCs" are literate (except for Hal, Tuttle, Pansy and Rex, Anthony who was a tailor and a knight squire Jerome was literate), let alone commoners.

In contrast, the literacy rate of male and female receptionists in high-end clubs and clubs is much higher than that of ordinary civilians-because these people need to receive middle- and upper-class clients, at least they need to be able to read newspapers and talk to them about the gossip and anecdotes in the newspapers .

Of course, no matter how small the town of Westham is, there are middle-class families, such as those small owners who run shops and workshops. These people must have a higher level of education than the literate waiters on the whole.

But... in the style of Chinese people, between the local middle class whose butt does not necessarily sit on Tarantan's side, and the former special industry practitioner whose butt must be on Tarantan's side, it is absolutely impossible to choose the former.

Ms Shirley was dumbfounded, as were the other girls.

What the town hall clerks do, many of them know... They have often received Westham or administrative clerks who came from Innadrie for pleasure.

Not to mention that they have never heard that administrative clerks can be hired by women-and, they actually want to recruit people from among them? !

"Shirley, aren't you interested?" Of course Rex knew what they were shocked at, and pretended to be disappointed, "This is too bad, I just boasted to Mayor Ji Tang, and I said that I know where there is a lot of trouble." Excellent lady, can definitely help him..."

"This, I, I..." Ms. Shirley panicked at once, God knows how much she wanted to nod, how much she wanted to get this job that would allow her to live with her head upright, but she really didn't have confidence in herself.

Rex made a pitiful look, and then looked at a lady with a little foam on her face: "Heibel, what about you?"

Hibel was taken aback: "Ah...ah? Me, me?"

Before Westem was liberated by the players, Xibel was imprisoned by the former boss for several days, and his whole body was severely damaged. In the past few days, he only recovered a little bit, and he was still very thin, as if he was blown by the wind. When he was about to fall to the ground, he was suddenly asked by the lord, and his body trembled with excitement.

"Yes, I heard about you from the class." Rex said softly, "You grew up in a monastery, the nuns taught you to read, and you once taught orphans. I think this job is very good for you. Appropriate, what do you think?"

Hiber's face flushed red.

She was indeed adopted and brought up by the monastery, and she was indeed a teacher to the children.

That was the happiest period of her life... until she grew up, and her natural beauty bloomed like a rose in full bloom, completely changing her life, forcing her to face time after time, seemingly endless pain torment.

"I..." Xibel clutched her skirt tightly, and said with trembling courage, "I...I really want this job, Mr. Rex...please, please give me this chance."

The timid Hiber is actually a person who has the courage to survive even if he is struggling.

Shirley shuddered, and Xibel's courage infected her, and she rushed to say, afraid of losing the opportunity: "Mr. Rex, if possible, I would also like to give it a try."

These two took the lead, and several literate ladies mustered up the courage to raise their hands...

Half an hour later, Ji Tang happily took more than 20 literate and obedient young men and women out of the resettlement site, and took them to the town hall for intensive training...

The real explanation for the option of recruiting NPCs in the player's mayor authority is actually: the "NPCs" recruited by the player who are willing to board Tarantan's ship and stand firm as sailors can be temporarily pulled into the branding matrix.

The permissions of these "temporary NPCs" will be very low. They cannot issue tasks, have no personal reputation, and even do not have a player panel. They have no additional function except to remove language barriers, and they belong to the marginal members of the matrix.

To explain it from a religious point of view, it is just believers who make up the number...it doesn't give you the power of faith and doesn't need your faith, just come and go as you go.

Bringing these uneasy young men and women into the town hall, Ji Tang took out a box and issued them "work permits" - azalea badges that could be worn on the chest.

Lord Yang issued the azalea badges to the mayors of the two players, engraved with spiritual imprints that can be connected to the imprint matrix-not the permanent spells in the player's skeleton and the soul of the "advanced NPC", but need a year A time-limited imprint of a ring.

Shirley, Xibel and the others received the badge. Seeing the mayor of the undead made a sound of "KABAKABA" while gesturing with his bone claws on his chest, they looked at each other and tentatively pinned the badge on their bodies.

"...Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Ms. Shirley, who had just pinned the badge to her chest, suddenly raised her head and looked at the mayor of the undead in surprise.

"Can you understand what I said?" Ji Tang patiently reconfirmed.

Ms Shirley opened her mouth wide...

It turns out that the "KABAKABA" sound made by the undead is a language? !