Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen

Before Yang Qiu returned to Earth, Wagner was still asking his soldiers to put their fingerprints on the contract.

Mia walked out of the hall in a hurry, and found more and more undead in the town hall compound, a little surprised.

In Westham, she can be regarded as the "veteran" of the "Talantan family"... Except for Mr. Rex, Hal and others, she is the only one who knows and understands these Tarantans the most.

In Mia's perspective, the undead of Tarantan are not only not disgusting, but they can still make her feel at ease.

They are the most fair creatures Mia has ever seen. Even if they just ask them to help sew clothes, they will pay with sugar cubes. They are also the most axiom and fair creatures Mia has ever seen, and her colleagues can stand confidently again. In the sun, it was all because they destroyed the old order in Westham.

"The last time the undead appeared here in large numbers was when they captured Mr. Pete and the others, did any enemies come to Westham again?" Mia smiled friendly at the undead who "see" at her, thinking so inwardly write.

She is not afraid of these undeads at all, she firmly believes that these undeads are fighting to protect civilians like her.

"It's the NPC in our exile town that is caring, unlike the NPC here, who is cold and indifferent, and doesn't have a good face." The players also waved to Mia happily.

During the second expedition mission, the players confirmed that the human civilian NPC will not send missions (many players angered the mission announcement at the time to be false), so no one came to bother Mia and Bie, who were shown as civilians under the authentication technique. Those male and female clerks...

Mia seemed to have gained strength from the friendly response of the undead. After leaving the town hall, she lifted her skirt and ran towards the main street of the town.

The Hal brothers were busy with the militia and returned to work on the main road in the town. Because the undead suddenly all ran away, they were squatting together boredly.

Seeing Mia hurriedly found, Hal got up and glared at her, casually found an excuse to get out of the remodeled hypermarket construction site, pulled Mia aside and asked: "What did Yang say?"

"Mr. Lord said that there is no need to publicize that person's crimes, just use the excuse of being reported on the old things to arrest the person." Mia looked firm and authentic.

"Okay, let's get someone." Hal nodded and turned around to greet the brothers. He suddenly thought of something, then turned around and sternly told Mia, "Don't tell anyone that I discovered this. do you understand?"

"It's about the reputation of that lady, of course I won't talk about it." Mia promised quickly, and finally said in a puzzled way: "Mr. Hall, you have discovered a secret illegal act. Isn't it a great thing? How come—"

"Shut up, ugly, don't be troublesome!" Hal suddenly became vicious.

Mia quickly covered her mouth.

Hal gave Mia a threatening look, then turned and left.

Mia patted her chest in fear...Hal really was terrible!

"Hal, what's the matter?"

Hal was quite relaxed when he left, and when he came back, he looked suffocated, and Tuttle's face suddenly became serious.

"It's nothing, Yang told the ugly monster to run errands and let us catch someone." Hal said impatiently, "It's really endless for the **** to instigate us."

Tuttle let out an "Oh" and said indifferently, "Anyway, I'm idle and I'm idle. Let's go."

"It's just a small character, you don't need to go." Hal waved his hand irritably, "Jerome, you come with me."

Tuttle didn't think much, and sat back...There were a lot of tools left on the construction site they were responsible for, and they really wanted someone to watch.

Hal led Jerome to two places along the remodeled construction site on the side of the street, and found the target.

Jerome didn't react ignorantly, and saw Hal suddenly rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the working crowd, grabbing the shoulders of a thin male townsman, and suddenly and consistently knocking him to the ground. , Kick kick...

The townspeople's temporary workers who were picking up mud, plastering, and patching walls to repair tiles were all stunned.

The clerk in charge of this construction site was also stunned. He saw Hal's two big feet kick the poor thin man into a ball before reacting, and ran over in a panic: "What happened? Maxwell Mr. Er?"

"This guy has committed a crime, I'm here to catch someone!" Hal raised his hand to stop the clerk from approaching, then kicked a big kick before stopping, bending over and grabbing the thin man's collar and carrying it like a chicken. Get up, lift it up and show it to all the townspeople present, "Everyone can see clearly, this **** is Jesse Tyromes, right? The uncle did not catch the wrong person, right?"

"Indeed, it is indeed Jesse." A town resident who seemed to be a relative said in shock and fear, "Sir, what did he do?"

Hal played his villain character, staring fiercely at Jesse who was being lifted up and shouted: "You have committed something, cub! Do you want me to help you, or do you honestly explain it yourself?!"

Jessie lifted her feet off the ground while holding the collar, her breathing was not smooth, her face flushed, and of course she couldn't utter a word...

"Dare to speak hard when you die!" Hal shook Jesse violently twice, so that the man's eyes turned white, and even his relatives regretted that they were talking too much...

The clerk with a forehead question mark was about to ask, but he saw Hal holding Jesse up high again and showing it to the townspeople in circles: "Look at the virtue of this bastard, you can see it clearly! There is something wrong with it. You can continue, just be careful not to let people discover it! Once discovered, there will be no end to this uncle!"

The clerk closed his mouth.

Hal is the worst-tempered and irritable of the "Talantan Family". Since Hal has made it clear that he does not want to announce the charges of this person, the clerk does not need to talk too much.

The townspeople were almost curious about what Jesse had committed, but the villain like Haar really didn't look like someone who could inquire about things... Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to speak again.

It doesn’t count if Hal finished showing on this construction site. He continued to carry the hapless Jesse, whose face was turning pale, and ran the entire town’s avenue construction site; he stepped in and yelled Jesse Tyro. The man Moss was stabbed out of the crime and was going to be sent to the militia, so that the townsfolk would take a warning.

Jerome ran behind with a blank look all the way, completely ignorant of what Hal was going crazy.

After running the whole street, Hal threw the dying Jesse to Jerome with disgust: "Take it to the militia and let Pansy suffer a bit from this guy."

"Uh... Hal, what did this man do?" Jerome asked courageously.

"How do I know, I want to know I should ask Yang!" Hal stared.

Without a word, Jerome grabbed Jesse under his arm and dashed away.

"It's troublesome!" Hal croaked, and then walked back swaggeringly.

When he was passing by a construction site, a woman with sackcloth tied around her waist and covered with mud on her hands looked at him eagerly, and stopped talking.

Hal didn't seem to see her, strode past with the face of a villain who didn't enter.

After Hal walked far away, the woman lowered her head and bowed slightly.

People at various construction sites whispered about Jesse Tyromes. Before the townspeople’s eyes, Jesse was a humble, taciturn, and honest person. Everyone wondered whether such an honest Jesse could provoke him. What's going on.

Before long, a large number of undead clamoring through the main road with swords and swords quickly diverted the attention of the townspeople. Everyone quickly forgot about the humble Jesse, guessing what the undead were going to do again...

Wagner Pitt was unaware of the episode that took place on the central boulevard.

After getting the azalea badge, he found that he could understand the language of the undead, trying to group the undead and set off like a serious march; when in the town, the undead barely kept their formation and walked out of the town gate. The undead graze the sheep at once, running all over the mountains...

Wagner led his soldiers, staring blankly at the undead running everywhere, raising his hands and supporting his foreheads.

"Let let, let let."

The two undead ran over from behind and unscrupulously passed through the soldiers in the formation. They also ran and chatted: "When it's time, I have to go offline. Please help me look at me."

"Why are you going?"

"Go get a name, there are too many skipping classes this semester..."

Wagner silently looked at the two undead passing between them.

In less than half an hour of being able to understand the language of the undead, he heard the undead talk about the word "offline" several times.

Although he understands that curiosity about dark creatures can easily make him fall into the pit, he still can't help but wonder what this "offline" means-especially after these undead conversations often reveal "offline" They seem to have another form of life.

Could it be that these undead were living like ordinary creatures in an unknown demon world when they were not summoned by Yang to come to the material world?

Could it be that this unknown demon world is a world that only belongs to the undead, with various laws and orders like the material world?

Wagner felt a dull pain in the nerves on his forehead...

He was really curious, but he was afraid that knowing too much would put him in a dangerous situation-the knowledge of the devil world related to chaos, not everyone can get out of the way if they touch it!

Wagner had heard of this kind of madness just knowing the real name of a certain demon god!

"This is a test." Wagner said to himself in his heart, and decided to ignore the unintelligible words and deeds of the undead, and just do his own thing-bring the undead to the lakeside village, launch an attack, and try to capture the members of the mercenary group alive. , As far as possible to fight for the freedom of his soldiers.

Wagner is not worried about whether he can take down the enemy...

With these undead immortal characteristics, let alone a mercenary group, even the Kenyan knights who are now stationed in the city of Inadri cannot be pleased-people will be tired, but the undead will not!

Just as Wagner was secretly lucky... the two undead trotting in front of him, one of them suddenly ran away and dispersed.

The bone racks were scattered all over the floor, and the scattered bones were smashed by things like fish scale armor, steel blade knives, pockets, and backpacks.

Wagner: "???"

soldiers:"??"

"Damn it? The helmet was taken off again?" The companion of the fallen undead seemed to be used to it, muttered, and squatted down... to gather the scattered bones.

Wagner, who was only less than 20 meters behind these two undead, looked dull.

What is going on here? ?

Isn't the undead immortal? He obviously learned it personally!

He once thought that Yang possessed countless army of undead, but then he heard from Mr. Rowell that Yang only had more than three hundred undead... It was actually the same undead who tortured him and his soldiers repeatedly.

What does it mean to be taken off the helmet? The undead who fell apart didn't wear a helmet at all? !

Wagner was skeptical of life, but saw the scattered bones suddenly acted on their own. The broken finger bones formed the palm of the hand, and the slender arm bones floated to the palm interface. In just a few seconds, he regrouped and moved. The talking skeleton comes...

"That stupid roommate took off Lao Tzu's helmet again!" The assembled undead scolded while picking up clothing and equipment on the ground and putting it on her body. Fuck me, I don't want to think about who laughed at Lao Tzu for paying the IQ tax!"

"It's fine to move out of the dormitory. It's fine to just take off the helmet. If you stole the helmet and smashed it, you will have nowhere to cry." The companion of the undead said.

"Talk to someone about sharing a lease. I will move next month." The undead who had fallen apart once carried his backpack and continued to trot with his companions. "The senior who asked me to share the lease wanted to engage in self-media, and let me record the video in the game. The material, if you want to be able to fire, the income will be divided into half..."

"Oh, you want to be an anchor like a vanilla boss? Then why don't you cut the video yourself, but also cooperate with others?"

"Hey, every day except for class, I just play games. There is no such thing as free time to cut videos. If the 12-hour login limit is not used up, it will be a blood loss..."

Wagner silently stared at the two undead running away for a while, took off the azalea badge on his chest and put it in his pocket.

I can't continue listening to these guys' conversations, and I can't help but sink into when I listen to them.

Hupan Village is relatively remote, more than 20 kilometers away from the town, and more than half of it is mountain roads.

It takes at least one day to replace this journey with ordinary people, and it will not take so long to leave well-trained city defense soldiers...Heavy armored cavalry needs physical strength. First, the whole crew went into battle with light. The sky had just turned dark, and Wagner and the others rushed to the scheduled meeting place-the woods in the north of Lake Horseshoe.

When you get to the place...Wagner can't catch his breath, and feels the nerves in his forehead tingling again...The undead who shook them off so long that they can't even see their shadows are not there!

Inside and outside the vast woods that grew savagely, even the shadow of an undead was not seen!

"These undead bastards-have a powerful arm to help a ghost! Do they really know how to do things?? Can they really accept dominance?!" Wagner cursed inwardly.

On the surface, Wagner still couldn't show any sway, calmly instructing the soldiers to clear out the temporary camp on the spot and prepare dinner...

It was getting dark, and Wagner was licking dry food (in fact, eating instant noodles + luncheon meat before expiration), and suddenly heard a intensive "chacha" sound.

I looked up in amazement... I found that the undead who had come too late were swaggering into the woods at the meeting point.

These undead still have no formation at all, and they are so disorganized that any commander can explode in place... but it's not the most terrifying.

The most frightening thing is that these undead came from the south of the woods.

Going south from the woods is Horseshoe Lake, and the shore of Horseshoe Lake is Lakeside Village.

In other words... the **** who were only willing to come to gather at this moment came from the direction of Lakeside Village.

Wagner swallowed the dry food in his mouth, and took out the azalea badge with his slightly trembling hand...

"This village is so poor that it is realistic enough, and it feels almost like the indigenous people in the African documentary."

"Yes, the mud squeezed a round wall, covered it with thatch, and lived in it as a house. From a distance, I thought it was a straw stack in my home country."

"It's really easy to distinguish which are enemies and which are friendly forces. Those with flesh on their faces are all enemies."

"The red-named monster will not take the initiative to attack people before the fighting time. It's pretty weird."

"I think it's because of our large number of people. At first, I saw that the red-named monster weapons were all drawn out..."

Wagner listened to the unscrupulous talk of the undead to this level, even if he didn't think about it carefully, it was enough to make him vomit blood-these **** actually ran to the lakeside village where they wanted to take advantage of the night! !

Gods, what are they doing lightly and rushing on the road! !

Wagner swallowed the old blood pouring into his throat with great difficulty. He couldn't collapse. In any case, he had to do his best to fight for the freedom of his soldiers...

The players entered the woods noisily, and saw the gang of friendly NPCs squatting on the spot and eating dry food, one by one was very dissatisfied:

"It doesn't matter if the road is too slow, you have to have a meal first when you are about to go to war?"

"Are these NPCs here as helpers or as burdens!"

Wagner couldn't hold back a single one, and he spouted out a mouthful of old blood.

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