I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 446 Their World Is Sick

"Just received the news that a player died in the advent cabin." Makarian said bad news to Paulina Kubera, the only great pioneer under him.

Then he was very disappointed to see the obvious fear in the eyes of the other party. Their fear of Tang Ji was greater than their loyalty to their duties.

The path of these people as pioneers has come to an end in this world, so Makarian intends to find an opportunity to consume them all.

"Now we can be sure that the Tangi people are in Africa. Have you made any plans for this kind of gap?" Makarian looked at this precious 'dimension gate' ability original body, as if he wanted to see it from the other party. Same specific plan.

"Very well, there is nothing, you are wasting this free time." Makarian looked at his watch, then pointed to the door to Paulina: "So, what are you still standing here for? You guys, hurry up and make a plan."

As the player on the board, Markarian had once again made the first move, and now he was waiting for his opponent to react.

Placing two different types of players in that remote corner of South Africa was a temptation to send a message that he had a lot of cards in his hand, and the highest he had played before was nothing more than a straight.

He deployed fifty Chaos Demon type players in KwaZulu-Nadal province, that was his knife, the Chigugo threat.

In Gauteng Province, Makarian deployed [-] explorers. These players tended to be neutral and rarely attacked the aborigines.

Compared to killing the aborigines, these explorers prefer to dig out the secrets of the different world itself, and are keen to complete the many challenges provided by the system.

Makarian still holds two cards of Killer and Paladin in his hands. The former is the most favored group among players by the company, and they are loyal allies of the pioneers in many worlds.

Knowing that the rewards are high enough, the killers will strictly carry out their orders, even if some orders obviously go against their original intentions. In the hundreds of years of conquest of foreign worlds, they have become accustomed to this way of being driven by rewards.

Just like domesticated cows and horses, this behavior has been engraved into instinct.

The paladins, on the other hand, are a group that is difficult to control. There are such groups in any civilization. They seem to be born with a more moral sense than others, and they have a good impression of exotic creatures, and they are willing to come. own power to help them.

Strictly speaking, Karkarf can actually be classified into this group.

Makarian undoubtedly showed enough dislike for this group, but he still needs to receive these 'palavals' in proportion, and find an opportunity to throw them into the game.

The three committees have a very strange insistence in this regard, and Makarian does not intend to violate the regulations because of personal emotions.

Anyway, with Tang Ji's bad temper, it was difficult for those paladins to play their roles.

Next, he only needs to wait for the results from the two test areas to further expand the scope of the test.

"Are you sure you want to keep alive?" Wang Zhengdao looked at Sigitas, who was restrained on the chair, as if he was sizing up an animal.

Agyeman Franky, who was on the side, was already chilled out. According to Tang Ji's interrogation records, he was the one who died happily.

The effect of killing chickens and monkeys seems to be very good. Tang Ji untied Sigitas from the shackles. The player just sat there quietly, as if completely shocked.

But in the next second, Sigitas walked towards Agyemang's body, put his face on the face that was already extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, and took a deep breath, as if he was smelling death.

"Is this the smell of death?" The way Sigitas said to himself made Tang Ji feel as if he had seen that perverted Kang Orr.

"You want me to confirm his death, and then spread the news among the players, right?" Sigitas left the dead man, looking a little normal: "I can do it, but I can't guarantee how many people will I believe that this kind of thing is too unimaginable for us, and no one has ever been able to do it."

"At least there is no relevant record in my current memory pool. The last time I saw someone really die was 140 years ago." Sigitas looked much calmer than before.

He looked straight at Tang Ji, as if he had made up his mind: "If I help you, can you promise to kill me when I think it's appropriate?"

"I need to prepare, get some things over with, and then embrace death." Sigitas spoke of death with the expression on his face as if a wanderer who had left his hometown was finally coming home.

Anyone who sees Sigitas can tell that he has actually established that Tanguy has the ability to kill players, and that he really wants to die.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhengdao looked at the player who was already dead, wondering if he would be so angry that he vomited blood when he saw this scene.

"What are you going to do now? Let me go? Or let me go?" Sigitas looked at his dilapidated body without any regrets.

Before that, he still regretted his body, but now, he doesn't care at all.

"Do you know the whereabouts of other players?" Tang Ji asked, "Tell me all."

"We have a plan, and the transportation network is our forward route." Sigitas betrayed his knowledge without hesitation: "My partner and I originally planned to advance along the railway, but we were delayed in That's it, if you search along the highway connecting that city, you will definitely find other people, this is the most time-saving solution."

Tang Ji didn't want to ask what time was saved, the qualified answer must be bloody.

"In this case, we will send you back to your own world now." Tang Ji threw the prelude to Wang Zhengdao: "Are you coming?"

Wang Zhengdao shook his head, opened the door and called in the officer who had been waiting outside, and handed him the prelude: "Although it's not revenge, at least it can make you feel better."

Salim Ahmed glanced at the other corpse, knowing how well these two unfamiliar interrogation styles, so he didn't talk nonsense, picked up the gun and checked the bullet nest, and pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at the culprit culprit.

Sigitas stretched out his hand and made a gesture of shooting, and said to Tang Ji: "Look forward to it"

Bah!
The huge recoil of the prelude made Salim raise his arms high, and he took half a step back.

The target's entire head is shattered, and red and white objects are scattered all over the place.

"It is certain that their world is very sick." Wang Zhengdao looked at the corpse and said to Tang Ji: "No wonder they refuse to take their own world to live a good life and run around."

Tanguy took the gun back from Salem and said to the officer: "If you plan to continue retreating, you can go now. Remember to avoid the mainland on the way. On every road starting from Pietermaritzburg, there are Such people exist."

"Thank you for your reminder, stranger, we are ready to leave, are you really not planning to go with us?" Salim persuaded again: "If you really want to deal with these monsters, you'd better Working with my superiors."

But Tang Ji just threw down a business card, turned around and disappeared with Wang Zhengdao, leaving only two corpses for Salim.

Quan Zhe sat in the spacious and bright reference room of the library, flipping the touch screen back and forth to learn about the materials he was interested in.

As an accomplished explorer, Quan Zhe is very satisfied with this world. After all, in the previous worlds, he often had to travel thousands of miles to collect any information, relying on luck to find a few words of legend, and finally pieced together what he wanted. something you want.

But in this world, he only needs to move his fingers, and he can learn anything he wants to know without leaving home. He can even order a cup of hot drink full of local characteristics.

At this time, Quan Zhe was very excited, a whole new world opened up in front of him.

Moreover, their data classification is very good. In terms of origin alone, this civilization has established its own complete and independent system from the aspects of biology and theology.

Generally speaking, it is difficult to get a tangible answer to this kind of tracing of its own origin, but this is at least a good start.

Quan Zhe plans to learn about the ancient history of the world first, and then the modern history in the next three days, and then form a basic outline of the world.

This kind of summarization is actually very cumbersome, but simply, I heard that there are a total of twenty explorers here this time. Although each of them will hide the most valuable information for exclusive use, the other summed up knowledge will soon be lost. It will be shared in the forum so that others can quickly understand it.

Quan Zhe is considered a novice in this industry, but his starting point is very high, and he has also walked on the road to the highest, but it is a pity that his potential is not enough.

Although his memories of being in Glory City were deleted, Quan Zhe still retained a lot of professional knowledge, which made him a little famous in the explorer industry very quickly.

Before coming to this world, Quan Zhe had read all the background information published by the company. Although those pioneers did not dig deep into the history, they guarded the Internet, a primary information network, and collecting information was just a matter of convenience.

Quan Zhe's attention quickly jumped from Darwin's theory of evolution to the Bible. It's not his fault. The ignorant scientific world and the deep-rooted religious world in the Renaissance period rubbed a dazzling spark, which is enough to attract anyone.

Even Mrs. Generosity has always been obsessed with it. Of course, her recent hobbies seem to have turned to leading fashion trends. Makarian has always felt that the lady seems to be neglecting her duties, but he can only let this situation go. .

"Sir, this is the black tea someone gave you." The staff at the beverage station in the library brought a cup of hot tea to Quan Zhe's table: "He said he hoped you could appreciate the wonder of this world."

"Who is it?" Quan Zhe's face froze. He had already done a lot of preparations before he arrived, claiming that he could directly integrate into the local society.

And now, someone recognized him in the library.

A man in a ginger suit sat not far away and raised his glass to him. Quan Zhe sat down with a smile on his face.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Quan Zhe looked at the meticulously groomed man in front of him. Years of experience made him instantly realize that he had encountered a dangerous person.

But for players, danger is opportunity.

"It's just an uninvited host." Mikkelsen put down his teacup with a smile, looked at the players in front of him and asked, "Do you know that we have been drinking tea for thousands of years, but we are still drinking tea?" Argue, whether or not to put milk in black tea."

"I haven't learned the relevant history yet, but as far as the taste is concerned, it's good for me now, and I don't need to add anything else." Quan Zhe looked at the natives in front of him with great interest. The bets he won in the previous game, this kind of "small scene", he can completely control.

He has plenty of time to spend with this native.

"Just like our world, we actually don't want other things to be added." Mikkelsen said so, picked up a cup of fresh milk in his hand, and slowly poured it into the black tea. The tea soup is bright red and milky white. The milk mixed together and turned into a brown liquid.

"But the reality is like this. We can't refuse some things, but we can try to accept them." Mikkelsen smiled and looked at the players in front of him: "I don't know, are you willing to accept my friendship?"

"I'm personally very interested, but the contract stipulates that all my interactive behaviors must be submitted regularly, and strong interactive behaviors must be approved by the Blazers before they can continue." Quan Zhe looked at Mikkelsen with some regret: "And I guess, the communication with you will definitely be classified as strong interaction."

"Speaking of which, don't you think your pioneers are acting a little strange in this world?" Mikkelsen picked up the cup of milk tea, shook it, and finally put it back on the table: "They don't seem to have any Playing a guiding role, that’s why you made so many jokes.”

After finishing speaking, Mikkelsen put the dozen or so photos of the player Maverick on the table, fearing that Quan Zhe would not understand what was wrong in the photos, he also made notes with a red pen.

"I've noticed this too!" Quan Zhe suddenly became interested: "Maybe you can tell me why?"

"But my news is never sold for free." Mikkelsen said: "How about information exchange?"

"Few aborigines surprised me so much, you did it." Quan Zhe spread his hands: "So, why not? What do you want to know?"

"Why, you and another group of players were scattered into two areas?" Mikkelsen asked tentatively.

Through observation, Mikkelsen is sure that the players in these two places have completely different behavior patterns and even thinking patterns, just like two species.

"Because we are not the same kind of players. Compared with those chaotic demons, we are more like explorers, exploring different secrets in different worlds." Quan Zhe looked at Mikkelsen and said with a smile: "For example, now, I will Exploring."

(End of this chapter)