bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 272
"Come one by one, don't rush!"

The players in the Yihong Tower lined up in a long queue, and the flower table where they usually played the piano had long been turned into a temporary desk, and the inner disciples here were busy recording the name list.

Just as the words spoken by the players will not be heard, those strangely shaped IDs seem to be no different from normal names in the eyes of NPCs, and there is no doubt about them.

Such a convenient and weird phenomenon, Han Dongwen can only be attributed to causal factors such as game design.

Those registered players excitedly looked at a small line of inconspicuous words on their panel, and laughed happily:

[Named Disciple of Hanyingzong]
Of course, there is nothing to be happy about just this line of words, but what this line of words represents is that Han Yingzong's sect's supplies and exercises have opened the door to them.

The current players don't have much money, and they have basically spent it all. It is not realistic to go to Skyhawk City to buy supplies.

And the military exploits they earned on this battlefield, they had to wait until they returned to their sect before they could exchange military exploit cards for materials and skills, or find the National Army Division to exchange for salary, but now they can only do it. I can't do anything.

But now it's different, in other words, with this line of words, Han Yingzong suddenly became the bridgehead for the players in Skyhawk City.

No matter which sect the player is from, they can spend the military exploits given by the National Armed Forces Division in exchange for the scarcest supplies.

Not only that, but it is also equivalent to adding a lot of cool skills of ice and snow special effects out of thin air to learn and earn!
Excited players waved the victory cards issued by the Chinese soldiers, or rushed to the library of Han Yingzong, or moved to the upper floor of Yihong Building to buy tonics, all of them breathed a sigh of relief, and their expressions became happy .

The happiest was Han Dongwen.

The essence of military exploits is salary, which is not paid during the war and exchanged after the war.

Players return to the Zongmen with their military exploits to exchange for items of exercises, but the last link is still that the Zongmen will report these military exploit cards to the Secretary of State Soldiers in exchange for payment.

This is money, neither gold nor silver, but money that is exchanged for fakes.

As for the window that Han Yingzong opened for them right now, the ratio of battle achievements exchanged for items will naturally be discounted by a few points. Even if it is only [-]%, with so many players here, the profit is still considerable.

"Sect Master, is there enough medical supplies in our sect?" Han Dongwen asked sideways.

Yang Kai smiled: "My Han Yingzong has stood in Skyhawk City for more than ten years, and I still have this foundation!"

"That's good."

Han Dongwen nodded: "After taking back the military achievements at a discount, please report it to the third division in the sect in exchange for the salary, so the disciple will not make this trip any more."

The money visible to the naked eye can earn a lot, but after all, the medicine is still Yingzong's medicine, and the exercises are still Han Yingzong's exercises, not Han Dongwen's, so most of the money earned must be given to Yang Kai.

Of course, Yang Kai is not a short-sighted and contemptuous person, and he will not swallow his face when he should give Han Dongwen personal benefits.

Han Dongwen turned his head to the other side, and heaved a sigh of relief, "You've worked hard too, Miss Bu."

Standing beside him was Bu Qianqian, the substitute boss of Yihonglou heard that he was back, and was pulled in to help before he had time to report anything, and now he finally had time to rest for a while.

She smiled: "Where is Mr. Gu, Qianqian and the girls in this building all rely on you and Han Yingzong to live their lives. When you are away, helping to take care of them is of course what Bu Qianqian should do."

At the beginning, under the encouragement of Han Dongwen, Han Yingzong was "Chigu" in the Yihonglou of Tianying City. After knowing that he had meat to eat, Yang Kai naturally would not refuse to take care of him, and said beside him:
"Student, you just have to rest assured, Miss Bu is very thoughtful, and with Han Yingzong covering her, she won't let you, the landlord of Yihong, be held accountable."

After hearing this, Han Dongwen naturally thanked him again and again, and his heart was full of joy.

The one who contracted Yihonglou was Han Yingzong, and Yang Kai clearly meant that even if Yihonglou did not manage well in the future, the sect would pay the Jinsi tax with money, so there was no claim of accountability.

While chatting and laughing, they saw Brother Yun, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, rushing over from outside the Yihong Tower, out of breath, and finally stopped in front of Yang Kai:

"Master Zong-Sovereign, reinforcements are here!"

"Reinforcements!"

Yang Kai lifted his spirits, glanced at Han Dongwen reflexively, and immediately asked Brother Yun: "Do you know where the reinforcements are from?"

Brother Yun swallowed, tried to calm his tone and said:
"You must have never imagined that the person who came was actually a member of the International Finance Division!"

IFC!
Yang Kai clenched his fists tightly, and Han Dongwen who was standing beside him only showed a confident smile:

"How? How can a disciple say arrogant and reckless words? The suzerain might as well organize this group of newly named Han Yingzong disciples, and let the disciples lead the team to find out."

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On the city wall in front of the formation, Tan Taiming looked at the scene below the city in front of him, frowning.

The desperate offensive of the West Asian teaching soldiers has almost calmed down, and the shouts and flames of the charge disappeared on the Bailan Mountain Peak in the night.

Outside Skyhawk City, there are corpses of Yin Beasts and West Asian soldiers.

Apart from these, only the Simeng officers and soldiers who resisted tenaciously remained. They prepared their weapons and objects in place tiredly and quietly, and seemed to have gradually gotten used to this dead battlefield.

A dead but not stiff instructor, and a mad Yin beast.

This is different from any battle Tantai Ming has fought before.

"Master Gongsun, how are you?"

The figure of Gongsun Changzheng has returned to the city from the position. He not only went to take care of the officers and soldiers of the National Judicial Department, but also to satisfy his own curiosity, he had to carefully study how these instructors survived.

Perhaps this is the academic curiosity of scientific research talents.

"It's a spell."

He said succinctly: "At least, the reason why those little soldiers died without being stiff is because there is only one corpse after death, all controlled by the same person's spell."

"Spell..."

Tan Taiming pondered, trying to understand what Gongsun Changzheng said: "You mean, after these teaching soldiers die, they are manipulated like puppets?"

"Not a puppet."

It was not Gongsun Changzheng who answered Tantaiming, but an immature voice like a child.

Tan Taiming turned around, and a little boy appeared in front of them, wearing a short white book robe, he looked like a little boy in a school.

"Lord Liu Cheng, Gongsun and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Tan Taiming slightly nodded his head in greeting, Liu Cheng showed a naive smile: "Master Tantai led his troops to serve the country, so it's not easy to miss such a state of glory."

Neither of them are close friends, after exchanging pleasantries, Tan Taiming quickly picked up the topic again:

"Master Liu said it's not a puppet, what's your opinion?"

Liu Cheng looked outside the city: "I've learned a little bit about the situation, and asked other people to go outside the city and act as targets to lure the dead instructors. Lord Tantai's strategy is really good."

He paused for a moment before showing a smile: "Foreigner, is it true that he won't die?"

Tan Taiming sighed, and leaned against the city wall and raised his head: "I know today, the military commander tried a few different people earlier, and they all miraculously walked the world again on the second day, it seems that only half a day after death, the next day It's too weird to live again after the sun rises."

"It's almost sunrise."

While speaking, Liu Cheng returned to the table behind Tantai Ming, and concentrated on checking the topographic map.

The small command room of the three lieutenants became silent again.

Oriental whitish.

The sunlight pierced into the snowy night sky like needles, and the pitch-black night turned into a jewel-like light blue.

dawn.

"Fuck, alive!"

In the small guest room of Yihong Building, which was originally empty, there were cheers one after another all of a sudden.

That was the player who died outside the city, and finally regained the power of the game in the light of sunrise.

They took a deep breath of the cool morning air and kicked open the door of the guest room contentedly.

In the next second, he was surrounded by the inner disciples of Han Yingzong, and handed over the name card:
"This strange person, the nominal disciple should understand?"

　August is very, very, very busy, unemployment is imminent, please bear with me, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)