My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1100 1098. I am dying of laughter. Is this the technical strength that Alpha Corporation is so proud of? Hey, there is a BUG!

Because before Murphy went to the Land of Origin, he had already agreed with Master Minx and the Steam Lords to open an airship route to the Land of Origin, so the Halflings had already prepared the transportation capacity.

There were fifteen airships in the first batch heading from Port Shardo to Port of Origin, filled with enthusiastic players and a group of native mercenaries who followed the players to eat meat and drink soup and were eager to get rich. Due to the recent unstable situation on the Genoa Peninsula, there were quite a few of these guys who lived on the edge of a knife.

The combat effectiveness of the indigenous mercenaries naturally cannot be measured by the player's standards, but considering that the indigenous people only have one life and cannot waste it, most of their warriors who can break through to the Black Iron rank are indeed quite capable.

There is no big problem with combat effectiveness. The only problem is that don't expect these guys to really fight for "justice and justice."

The only things that drove them to the place of origin were the legendary treasures of the sea of ​​sand.

However, players were prepared for this.

In the restaurant of the first airship, the leaders of the mercenary group were summoned. The races were quite diverse, including humans, barbarians, half-elves, dwarves, and even a shadow elf.

Only the leaders of mercenary groups whose teams have more than fifty people will be invited. Those lone wolves have been scattered across the twelve airships. Ordinary players will also seize the opportunity to hire those fierce-looking guys as their partners.

These leaders were all very fierce and looked difficult to deal with, but the one who was talking to them was the "commanding general" Wu Dui Lun, so the mercenaries behaved quite humblely.

These guys are very good at judging people and acting accordingly. After all, the first rule of being a mercenary is to be discerning.
"I am a Lieutenant Colonel in the Transian People's Army! I am in charge of the twelve airships and all the people on them. You are not part of the Transian combat sequence, but I see that you are all willing to make your own efforts to quell the Sand Sea War.

Therefore, you are temporarily incorporated into the vassal army. Do you have any objection to this?"

A man in military uniform holding a pair of golden swords and a golden horse sat in the main seat with a dignified look on his face, and behind him stood a strong player wearing an exoskeleton on each side. Their fully armed posture made the mercenaries feel the strength and power unique to Transians.

In response to his question, the mercenary leaders exchanged glances with each other, and the barbarian sister who first proposed to join Transia's "Great Expedition" asked:
"It's fine to become a vassal army, but this dividend..."

"The rule among us foreign heroes is that we divide the spoils equally as long as we participate in the war. This rule also applies to you."

The five pairs of wheels say it succinctly:

"If there are casualties, Transia will provide compensation, but there is one thing: you must follow the instructions!"

He waved his hand, and the second group of young staff officers recruited into the player group came forward and opened a box filled with specially made communication orbs.

Five pairs of wheels say:

"Each of you take one. When you arrive at the Sand Sea battlefield, someone will tell you what to do. Whether it's advancing, retreating, or attacking or defending, there are orders. You are not allowed to make decisions on your own. If you mess up, don't expect us to save you.

Don’t even talk about pensions!
These are the rules. If you don't want to follow them, you can just jump off the airship. No one will die from this height.

Of course, I have dealt with mercenaries at Black Flame Pass before, and I know your style of doing things. The fact that you dare to follow us to the Songhai Empire to make a fortune proves that you are indeed brave and fearless, and can endure all kinds of dangers for those treasures.

Therefore, we not only have constraints and punishments, but also rewards for you!"

Wu Dui Lun looked at the mercenary leaders with different expressions in front of him. He took out a few papers from his psychic bag and placed them on the table, saying:
“Don’t laugh at the treasure map!
We will not joke about matters concerning Transia's reputation. These are genuine treasure maps, certified by the Explorers' Association, and there are stamps on them. After being in this business for a long time, you should know the value of this "Association certification".

These treasure maps cover 22 treasure sites from the Great Wilderness to the Dark Mountains, to the Sachs Forest and the vast yellow sands of the Songhai Empire. We were originally going to digest them internally, but plans cannot keep up with changes, so we're giving them away to you.

The smallest of these treasures is enough to make you rich overnight, and the treasure contained in the largest ancient Songhai city, Kalk, is enough for you to buy an earldom and a territory to establish a small principality after returning home.

As long as you do your job well and don't mess around, these things will be your "personal rewards" after we finish this war in the sea of ​​sand.

Let me ask one last question: does anyone have any comments?
There is no objection. Let's sign the employment contract now. Once you sign this contract and violate it, it will not only be our collection that awaits you, everyone.

Look carefully at the seal on the contract!
It is recognized by the five major clans of Blood Alliance, Blood Eagle, Thorn, Wolfsbane, and Blood Fear, and witnessed by the four major churches of Avalon, Winter Wolf, Wam, and Holy Light, as well as the gods.

This is a midnight contract, and also a death contract!
Once you violate it, you will have to be careful every night and every place you step on this continent for the rest of your life."

"We need to think about this."

When the barbarian sister saw the blood-red seal of the Wam Temple on the contract in front of her, she felt numb all over.

She began to regret getting involved in something that would definitely make her rich, but also had a high probability of losing her life. However, it was too late to back down now.

She took the contract and said:
"I'll give you an answer within three hours."

"Half an hour."

The five pairs of wheels knocked on the table and said forcefully:

"In half an hour, the altitude of the airship formation will be fatal. By then, it will be too late for you to jump off the ship."

The mercenary leaders left quickly.

In the quiet restaurant, 037 looked at his leader in the game and the principal in reality with some doubt. He said with some doubt:

"Captain, why should we care so much about a group of mercenaries? Not to mention their small number, they only have one life, which means we cannot send them on missions that will send them to their deaths. They are far less flexible than players.

I feel like this is overkill.”

"Two reasons!"

Wu Duilu ejected a pack of cigarettes and threw it to the two players who were standing guard behind him, then explained to his students:
“First, recruiting and training vassal troops was a plan that Master Qin had already made.

It is impossible for the number of players to reach a level that is sufficient for our command and use overnight. The People's Army is an official force and it is impossible for it to follow the players around the continent. In this case, it is very important to unite, command and get along with the local vassal army.

This is the first time we use vassal armies on a large scale, so we need to set up rules this time, then make modifications based on actual conditions, and finally produce a set of tutorials for other players to refer to.

To prevent those guys from messing around or being cheated by the natives.

Secondly, because the natives only have one life, it puts the commanders’ command capabilities to a greater test.

Using players to charge into battle and winning at the cost of their lives cannot be replicated in reality. Therefore, for commanders like us, the real challenge is whether we can mobilize the mercenaries to complete the tactical tasks that players can easily complete.

After the black disaster ended, Master Qin and I discussed this issue, and this is the adjustment we have made now. "

He stood up, patted Alexander's 037 on the shoulder, and said:

"Don't feel stressed. As the old saying goes, a merciful army is not good for command. If you fail in your training here, you will only bear a psychological shadow. But if you make a mistake in command in a similar situation at home, you will be court-martialed. This is a good opportunity for actual combat, so you should pay attention.

You are my students. If you embarrass me in front of a senior like Mr. Qin, you will suffer the consequences!"

037's forehead suddenly became sweaty. He wiped the sweat off and said in a deep voice:

"Then I will request more ammunition supplies! Commander, only by fully utilizing our firepower advantage can we reduce casualties. In addition, I request to assemble dragoons and combat motorcycles in Shardo Port."

"Are you stupid?"

Wu Dual Wheels scolded, "Even the fastest airship takes three days to fly from Port Shardo to Port Origin. How did you learn military logistics? Don't you know how much loss there is in the process?"

"But we don't have a base in the Land of Origin!"

037 retorted:
"We don't have the conditions to assemble it locally, and the only safe area that can support the rear area with industrial capacity and terrain that doesn't need to worry about being attacked is Shardo Port."

"There are none now, but there will be once we land!"

Wu Dui Lun snorted, glanced at the time on the translucent new UI in front of him, and said:

"In 30 minutes, 3500 newbies will enter the game at the Bohm Oasis near the Origin Port. Their first stage mission is to seize the Origin Port and open up the situation for us."

"Can a newbie do this?"

037 exclaimed:
"They have nothing but a life that is not afraid of death."

"Back then, we had only a few hundred people following Lord Murphy to build Scarlet Castle from scratch, and we were able to do it. Now they have 3500 people! And Lord Kudel is there to help lead them. If they can't even take down an undefended Port of Origin, then this batch of newbies is really too weak.

What's more, Bom Oasis has been prepared for a long time.

The little mummy is our NPC, don't worry, her family will arrange everything."
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The light and shadow in front of my eyes dissipated, and the floating consciousness seemed to be pressed into the perceptible body by a pair of invisible hands at this moment.

Niu Hongwei opened his eyes with some confusion, but what came into view was a dark stone wall with oil lamps hanging around it. The flickering flames shone with ominous light, dispelling the darkness and coldness. However, it still made him feel uncomfortable, as if he had woken up from a tomb.

He stood up from where he was lying, moving his limbs like a man who had just woken up from a long sleep. He was surprised to find that he felt like he was back to his twenties. The traces of time had been erased, the hidden injuries caused by years of martial arts training were gone, and the joints that used to hurt on rainy days had become stronger.

"This ghost game really has some tricks."

Mr. Niu, who was new to the game, complained in a low voice.

Actually, he was not willing to let people of his age play games, but his grandson, granddaughter and future grandson-in-law have all become loyal players of "Real Another World". I heard that Alin also made an appointment for his father.

The old man was unhappy when he saw that the whole family was enjoying happily in the legendary Transia and he seemed to be an outsider.

It just so happened that during the "martial arts competition to win a bride", he and General Qin had a few drinks, and the latter talked about this matter, which made Mr. Niu somewhat interested.

Of course, what prompted Niu Hongwei to make the final decision was the girlfriend of his "good grandson" Niu Xiaochuan who was dating here.

The girl named Anbo.

After Sister Pomegranate's major life event was resolved, as a grandfather, he of course had to care about his grandson's life. However, Niu Niu insisted that he would never find a partner in reality even if his legs were broken, which almost made Grandpa Niu so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

He had to come and see with his own eyes who that girl named Anbo was and who could have bewitched his grandson to such an extent.

Thanks to Lao Qin's relationship, Lao Niutou got a helmet in advance.

Of course, this was done without telling his family, as the old man had to save face after all. However, after actually entering the game world for the first time through the strange helmet, the old Bull Head, who had originally had no good feelings towards this "plaything that ruins one's life", began to have doubts.

Well, technology is really advanced nowadays, and we can even produce something that looks so real that it can be mistaken for the real thing.

He walked a few steps in this dark place, then moved his body forward and punched. With a dull bang, the rotten stone door in front of him shattered into pieces, revealing a passage to leave.

"Yes, yes! Just like my own body."

The old bull head looked at the power of his punch with satisfaction, and shook his hand which was a little painful.

He was also very satisfied with the feedback from the pain. For a warrior, being unable to feel pain is a fatal problem.

He walked along the passage following the chattering sounds coming from afar. He was a conservative and traditional person, so he did not choose those "monsters" when creating his character. However, he was lucky and got the mountain man template on the forum, so his body size was a size larger than that of a normal person.

After he quickly walked out of the passage, he saw a large group of "monsters" blocking the exit and looking for a way to leave.

If you count them, there are quite a lot of people. There are no less than a hundred people in this space alone.

"Why did this damn game throw us into this broken stone space with no way out? Damn it! The spawn point for old players was not like this before. I wonder if we were tricked?"

A burly gnoll player yelled:

"Can you give feedback to the development team? This card has a bug. Is it okay if you can't leave the birthplace?"

"What are you looking at? Isn't the road right there?"

The old bull was amused by what he saw.

He guessed that the people in front of him should not be very old, and their noisy behavior was almost the same as his grandsons when they were foolish. Now was the time for the steady old seniors to come and teach them some life lessons.

So the old man pushed away the person in front of him, stood firmly in a horse stance under everyone's gaze, and gathered his strength to punch directly at the closed stone door in front of him. Just like he had just broken the stone slab, he broke the stone door in front of him with three consecutive punches, and sunlight from the outside world shone into the space.

"Fuck! Bro is awesome!"

The players around were all dumbfounded.

They didn't expect that among the people who entered the game at the same time as them, there actually was such a ruthless person who could split rocks with bare hands. This is much more exciting than breaking bricks with bare hands.

But Mr. Niu didn't care about the flattery of the players around him. He kicked a few times to clear the rubble in front of him, and was the first to duck out of the enclosed space. But when he looked back, he was stunned.

Behind him is a huge pyramid.
Okay, this person was really born in a cemetery?

"What is it?"

The old bull head was obviously not the kind of person who would actively collect information on the forum, but there was a plot party next to him. A half-elf female player immediately explained to the fierce old man next to him whose ID was "Niu Daxia":
"This is an oasis family of the Songhai people, and the hometown of the little mummy. Due to the advancement of the plot, all of us new players were born in the Bom Oasis so that we can directly participate in the ongoing plot of the Songhai Empire."

"Ah? Who is the little mummy? And what is the Songhai Empire?"

Lao Niu was even more confused.

But it doesn’t matter. The unusual movements of the Bohm Pyramid were soon noticed by the locals.

As the Scarab Cavalry arrived, a Bohm family guard stepped forward and asked loudly:
"You... Are you the legendary foreign heroes? Her Royal Highness the Princess sent us a message, asking us to receive you and arm ourselves. Ah, it's too bad that you don't understand us. Come quickly!
Your computing orbs were delivered a few days ago and are right here. Each of you take one.

The alien warriors of the Creator and the soldiers of Senta Oasis are heading towards the Port of Origin. We must defeat them before they rush into the Port of Origin and cause chaos.

Those traitors who stray from the Creator's way shall die!"

(End of this chapter)