I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 302 Strike? nonexistent

Players set up tents outside the Great Plains of Eden.

The various barbarian-like residences make people in this trading center avoid them.

The scene of the fat merchant's death was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Don't talk about looking for trouble.

There’s no time to hide!

Therefore, the player's actions are not hindered in any way.

"What should we do? Dear Holy Son."

Qingfeng Shili asked respectfully.

Anlos said: "According to the decree of the Lord Prophet, within half a month, the army of the Stendino Empire will attack the Great Plains of Eden in an attempt to occupy this lush neutral area."

"You undead are also involved in this."

Hearing this, the breeze blew every ten miles.

Thought:
Sure enough, is there participation from the Silver Crown Star Guild?
I'm afraid, this is their main mission in version 2.0.

The exact opposite of the prophet camp.

"I understand," Qingfeng Shili nodded and assured, "Although we are both of the undead clan, our positions are absolutely different!"

"Don't worry, we will never leak the news to them!"

The news that the Prophet camp has been stationed in the Great Plains of Eden will not be spread to the player forum.

Hit them by surprise!
"very good."

Anlos nodded with satisfaction, this guy is on the right track.

"During their march to the Great Plains."

"The first thing we have to do is dig trenches and set up horse-blocking stakes to create as many obstacles as possible for their attack."

[Faction mission update]

[The main mission starts! 】

【Greedy War】

[Main mission description:]

[The Stentino Empire was jealous of the Red Rose Empire’s gains from the nightmare invasion, and coupled with its own greedy nature, prompted them to launch this long-planned war of aggression]

[Loyal and heroic family members, please come forward and protect the countless innocent and suffering creatures in this world! 】

【No need to be afraid, no need to hesitate】

[The Prophet is always watching you]

【Task 1】

[Build fortifications before the Stentino Imperial Army arrived at the Great Plains of Eden]

[①Trenches; ②Horse-rejecting stakes]

[Task reward: camp contribution; experience points and coins; Anlos Tian’s favorability]

Tasks are issued and the main line is opened.

Not only are there interesting main storylines to do, but there are also rewards to be won!
Not to mention, they are still on the side of justice.

That sense of pride is awesome!

When Anros saw the players' eyes glowing green, he wished he could dig a trench with his bare hands on the spot, and couldn't help but curl up his lips in pleasure.

He opened his arms and said loudly:
"The Great Plains of Eden is easy to attack but difficult to defend, and the opponent also has heavy cavalry troops."

"It's definitely an incredibly tough battle."

"But please don't be discouraged."

"Because we have a huge advantage that they absolutely cannot have -"

"That is, we have a great prophet behind us!"

"The omniscient and omnipotent prophet will point out the future for us and give us supreme power and dominance over the entire situation!"

The players' emotions were immediately ignited by this passionate speech.

They all raised their fists and shouted:

"Long live the Prophet!"

"The great prophet will lead us to victory!"

"Don't worry, Lord Holy Son! We will work hard with all our energy!!!"

The shouts grew louder and louder, filling the sky.

The people in the market who were watching not far away were all shocked.

This, how loyal this must be!
Just because of a very outrageous prophecy from "The Prophet", you can risk your life and devote yourself wholeheartedly to it!
terrible!
Those family members are definitely not normal people!

"Lord Derby, look at them"

A member of the Derby dwarf family spoke, looking worriedly at their superior, Grandet Derby.

Grandet frowned, pursed his lips, and looked at the undead in front of him who were shouting slogans and working enthusiastically.

half an hour.

He snorted coldly and raised a contemptuous smile: "Everyone has a lot of fighting spirit in the beginning."

"But this fighting spirit and enthusiasm will soon be wiped out by the harsh reality."

"If you continue to do that kind of heavy physical work, if you don't eat well and rest well, it will be too much for anyone."

"I'm sure."

"In less than three days, they will have had enough of dry bread and tents that choke people to death!"

"Everyone will sigh and complain again and again! The efficiency is extremely low!"

"When the time comes... hum.

"When that kid comes again and begs me to sell him some supplies, it won't be at this price!"

Although, the current price is also outrageous.

"So that's it!" the subordinate exclaimed, "You are worthy of being the most intelligent generation of Derby Firm! I really admire you!"

Debi raised one corner of his mouth, his eyes full of determination to win.

His years have not been in vain.

In the face of reality and one's own difficulties, all loyalty is bullshit!
Just watch, young master Anlos Tian.

This will be the first lesson adults teach you.

Three days later.

"."

Anlos' face was solemn, his brows were furrowed, and his face was unusually ugly.

how so.
He didn't expect this to happen at all.
At this time.

A dirty player suddenly ran over, panted and stopped in front of Anros, and said in a panic:

"Oh no, Lord Holy Son!"

"Also, there is someone who belongs to him——"

Although this player was in a panic, he couldn't breathe evenly and couldn't speak fully.

But Anlos understood what he meant immediately.

Just because there have been several cases of this situation.

"." Anlos took a deep breath, his face became more solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Lead the way, I will go there with you now."

"Yes! Please tell me about him, Lord Holy Son!"

The two hurriedly arrived at the trench being dug.

The player pointed at a player in the trench who looked like a clay figure and was holding a shovel, and said loudly: "That's him! Lord Holy Son!"

"He has been working continuously for more than 48 hours!"

Anlos strode forward, held down the "Clay Figure" player, and ordered: "Stop! You are not allowed to continue working! Go and rest!"

"No!" The clay figure's eyes were red, and he waved the shovel vigorously, "Don't pity me, Lord Holy Son! I can continue to do it!"

"Pull him down quickly!"

"Yes!"

"No——!! I have to work! I can still persist! Lord Holy Son!!!"

The wails faded away.

Anros looked at the figure being dragged to the tent, his eyebrows tightened, and he let out a long sigh.

hateful!

The players are so motivated!

That clay figurine is not an exception.

No one had a day off on the first day, and Anlos was deeply relieved.

No one had a day off the next day, so Anlos decided to pay them more.

Until the third day, there were still people who had not rested, and Anlos couldn't hold himself back.

Hello! are you crazy? !

Your liver is vomiting blood!
Brothers and sisters, stop curling up, he's scared!
He even had to use tough tactics to drag those liver emperors off the line to rest.

There are also "jailbreak" fish that have slipped through the net!
"Ugh"

Anlos let out a long sigh, looked up at the sky at a 45° angle, and murmured tiredly:

"It's hard work to have a group of overly motivated subordinates."

the other side.

A subordinate of Derby Dwarf Trading Company: "Master Derby! Those undead have been working for three days and three nights!"

Grandet Derby: "Oh? So are they on strike?"

Subordinate: "Not yet. I heard that after they die, they will be resurrected and continue to work."

Grandet:? ? ?

He spat out a mouthful of 1982-year-old golden tea and kept coughing.

The subordinate hurriedly stepped forward to pat him on the back, but Grandet slapped him away and angrily shouted: "You useless thing! Get out of here!"

subordinate:"."

Never mind his business.

But you have more money, so I’ll listen to you.

The subordinate quietly packed up the tea and bowed to leave.

hateful! how so?
Grandet tightened his grip on the teacup, making a rattling sound.

His facial features twisted together angrily, and veins popped out from his forehead.

It's impossible to do such heavy and boring work under such harsh conditions.
How could they not go on strike? ! Not only that, their enthusiasm has not diminished at all, but has become more enthusiastic? !

This, how is this possible! ! !

Grandet's eyes were about to burst as he looked down at the group of enthusiastic undead from the high window, feeling extremely magical!

Don't the undead feel tired?
No, aren't some of them working until they are exhausted? It means they will feel tired.

Etc., etc.

It’s so weird to work until you’re exhausted! ! !
Is this group of undead’s heads filled with the word “loyalty”? ! !

"No." Grandet gritted his teeth and said, "If they don't use the shelter and food I carefully prepared, wouldn't my money be wasted!"

"They must be blackmailed."

"This group of undead who only follow orders must be very simple-minded."

"Since you don't come over, then I can only take the initiative. Jie Jie Jie"

Came up with a clever idea.

Grandet wiped the sweat from his forehead and raised another sinister and proud smile.

He pulled the rope at his hand, and the bell at the end jingled.

Subsequently.

There was a knock on the door, and a subordinate came in and said respectfully: "What are your orders?"

Grandet crossed his hands and rested them on his generous chin, saying:

"Organize a group of the most experienced traders and let them sell to those barbarians in person."

"This" subordinate is a little embarrassed, "Based on the lessons learned from the first day, I'm afraid no traders will be willing to approach them——"

"Huh? What did you say?"

Grandet's face suddenly darkened, and he said slowly and hoarsely:
"I remember, you have two lovely little daughters, right?"

The subordinate immediately bent down and said quickly: "I will obey your orders! Lord Derby!"

"Humph."

Grandet sneered and blew out a puff of air from his nose with disdain.

He waved his hand like a fly to drive away his subordinates.

"Click."

After the door closes.

Grandet leaned back comfortably on the back of his chair and thought:
All right.

He would just wait quietly for the good news that those simple-minded undead people had been tricked.
The next day.

"What is our goal-"

"Dig trenches! Raise spurs!"

"What do we believe-"

"Lord Holy Son! Lord Prophet!"

One after another passionate slogans resounded across the loess-filled Eden Plain.

passed into the ears of the traders.

They looked at the undead with bright smiles on their faces and hard work in shock, feeling very horrified in their hearts.

Too, too hard
It's simply harder than a hard-working slave!
The former does not even need to be whipped, it is completely voluntary!
For a moment, they were extremely envious of Anros.

It would be great if they had such a group of hard-working "slaves"
But thinking so, they didn't dare to say a word.

After swallowing, the vendors looked at each other.

With the determination to die, he raised his feet and approached the group of undead.

It's all the damn dwarf's fault!

If he hadn't been in charge of this trading place, they wouldn't have come to do business with these terrifying undead!
However, I heard they are very stupid and can make a lot of money.
"Ahem, um, hello, distinguished guests."

A vendor shouted nervously with an ugly smile.

After being spoken to by the NPC, the players stopped holding shovels and looked up.

"To express our welcome to all distinguished guests, on behalf of Eden Trade Center, we have specially prepared a batch of high-quality and low-price goods for you. I wonder if you are interested in taking a look?"

The merchant rubbed his hands and asked awkwardly.

It was beyond his expectation.

The undead people, who were thought to be vicious, actually crawled out of the trenches after hearing this.

The dirty faces surrounding them and looking at the truck showed curious expressions.

Oh open!

There is a play!

The vendors' eyes lit up and they looked fiercely, and they immediately saw that these people had never seen the world and were just old haters.

Suddenly, their minds became active.

hehehe~
As Mr. Derby said, they are a bunch of taken advantage of~
If you don’t kill someone, you are useless as a qualified businessman~
At this time.

An undead pointed at a gadget and asked first:
"Brother, what is this necklace? Does it have any function?"

Upon hearing this, the merchant immediately boasted:

"Oh! Sir, you have such good taste! You are indeed a well-informed descendant of the gods!"

"Hehe, yes."

The player scratched his head, his cheeks turned red, and he showed an embarrassed and honest smile.

"Of course! The one you are interested in is a treasure from my collection!"

"Look at the fangs in the middle. Those are the deciduous teeth that the dragon lost when it was young!"

"Ouch! The giant dragon milk teeth! Awesome!"

The player said in surprise, and the others nodded.

Seeing this, the merchant felt even more proud.

I thought:

You old man, if you have some experience, you can tell that this is just a hyena tooth.

It's so funny.

"Then how much does this giant dragon baby tooth necklace cost?" the player asked.

"Um"

The vendor's eyes flashed, and he looked embarrassed, then gritted his teeth and stamped his feet:
"You are a distinguished guest from afar, so be it! Not only will I not make any money today, I will also compensate you!"

"This dragon tooth necklace will cost you eight thousand silver coins!"

Wow, how dare you say that.

The vendors on the side could hardly hold their nerve.

Not to mention eight thousand, that "dog tooth" necklace is worth eight silver coins even if it breaks the sky!
But they also know it.

The price was outrageous at first. Even if these undead people bargained for half the price, they would still be making a profit!
By then, maybe the undead will even thank him!
"Eight thousand is a bit expensive."

The undead hesitated, smiled, raised his hand, and made an "eight" gesture.

The vendor was overjoyed when he saw this, but he didn't show it on his face, wondering: "You mean eight hundred? Hiss, I'm a little embarrassed about this."

"No," the player smiled shyly and said softly, "Eight——"

"copper."

This statement came out.

The audience was silent.

The expressions on those traders looked as if they had been struck by lightning!
Each one of them stared at the player with their big mouths open and their eyes like bells staring at him as if he was stupid.

Eight, eight? ? ?
What about copper coins? ! !

Making fun of them! ! !

"——Are you kidding me?!" the vendor screamed in astonishment, his tone breaking, "This, this, this - no, this is outrageous!"

"Eight, eight silver coins! Just think of it as a gift from me! Make a friend!"

"Ah - forget it then."

The player said lightly, turned around and left without any hesitation.

"Don't, don't go! Five, no, three silver coins!!!"

The merchant's heartbreaking shouts echoed in the tent.

He was sweating profusely and looked sallow.

Stretching out three fingers, his chest was wheezing and panting!
Five copper coins, two copper coins less than his cost!
Didn’t you say that the undead are all stupid? !

I haven’t seen many of them on the market!
Where did you learn this terrible bargaining ability? ! !
at this time.

Qingfeng Shili, who was watching on the side, shook his little cattail leaf fan and said leisurely:

"By the way, is this necklace of yours safe?"

The vendor was stunned: "Huh?"

What does it mean to keep it cooked or not?
This is an accessory to wear, not something to eat.

however.

The group of undead seemed to understand something.

I saw the bargaining player from before lift up the sharp shovel and slam it onto the pallet.

He smiled honestly and said:
"Five copper coins."

"Show sincerity, boss."

Vendor: "."

With a grunt, he swallowed.

He squinted and looked at the shining silver shovel with trembling eyes.

Suddenly I felt a chill on my neck.

"First thing, no money. Can we make friends?"

"Hehe," the player put away the shovel, picked up the necklace unceremoniously, patted the merchant on the shoulder, and grinned his big white teeth, "We have been friends for a long time, brother!"

"Hey, hey hey hey."

Looking at the whimpering undead in front of him with a kind smile on his face.

And the shining silver shovels in their hands.

The vendors suddenly felt like they were like little white rabbits under the claws of a big gray wolf, and could only tremble pitifully.

——They can make a lot of money!
Damn dwarf, you are despicable! ! !
"Ah sneeze——!"

In the trading house, Grandet suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and thought proudly:
Humph, by this time, those undead tribe had been slaughtered until they had no pants left~
(End of this chapter)