Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter Forty-Three

"Don't make excuses for your sins! Black Mage!"

The church knight of the goddess of prosperity was furious, raised his spear at Yang Qiu, and sternly said: "Just because he was too close to a few male servants when he was young, did you pretend that Jazz was guilty for life?! Who do you think you are? "

"Jazz is not only a gentleman, but also a good husband and a good father. Because your arrogant judgment ruined his life and caused the whole family to fall into grief, you are the sinner!"

Yang Qiu sneered and said with a sneer: "You are only over a hundred years old, why are you more confused than me and have such a bad memory? Sir Hans is just too close to a few small servants? He paid six families separately. The compensation of fifty silver coins and three gold coins, those who got three gold coins never saw their children again. Ordinary intimacy can kill a vigorous teenage boy. What kind of terrible Sir Hans is The devil?"

The knight's expression stagnated.

"In my opinion, Sir Hans, who killed innocent young boys, is called cruel and sinner. Let such a person pay his due price for his crimes, smash his limbs and bones, and make this sinner unable to heal or be unable to heal for life. Do evil again, it should be a joy to everyone, everyone is happy, all the world celebrates, happy everywhere..."

"Nonsense!" the knight roared.

Yang Qiuza may be frightened by a "little young man", his eyes widened, and he sternly reprimanded: "As a local, you were already a trainee knight in the church at the time. It’s right to cry more compassionately, but what have you done to defend Sir Hans's kind of terrible person? Your sympathy actually gave to that terrible devil?!"

"Deaf and blind, unreasonable! As a knight of the Goddess of Prosperity Church, believers who don't protect the Goddess, but treat them like grass!"

"When you prayed to the Goddess of Prosperity, you never felt ashamed! Have you ever questioned why an evil black magician like me never lost control of yourself?!"

The knight's breathing became heavier, red light flashed from time to time in the blue pupils, and the old-fashioned face with knives-like wrinkles couldn't help showing signs of pain.

The power of this world is poisonous, and no matter how high it is, when a spiritual flaw appears, it will be eroded by the ubiquitous ancient gods.

But... this is a knight of the church after all, and his firm belief allows him to anchor each other with many followers of the Goddess of Prosperity.

The Goddess of Prosperity is indeed a righteous **** with positive doctrines, enough to protect these pious church knights from getting lost as easily as the lonely people like Rex.

Soon, this guy got rid of the interference of mental pollution, and his expression became firm: "Even if Sir Hans is wrong... he is indeed a gentleman needed by Camel, and his plantation is for many people. Provided job opportunities, it is the Sir who has supported thousands of people!"

Yang Qiu was expressionless.

It doesn't make sense to talk about class and production relations with this stubborn feudal knight. Even the 21st century capitalists on the earth sneer at the greatness of the working people, let alone the world.

People who hold capital and the means of production in their hands will definitely regard the people as leeks. This has nothing to do with character and morality, but only with the bottom.

Therefore, Yang Qiu did not waste his tongue discussing the origins of the plantation land belonging to Sir Hans with the knight, but made a surprised and stunned expression, and sneered:

"Have a sufficiently important position to qualify for the death of little boys who are also natives of Camor and believers in the goddess of prosperity without being held accountable? Can they do whatever they want with humble civilians?! This cold-blooded is extremely cruel, like The general savage argument about the survival rule of the jungle beasts, I did not expect to hear it from a knight of the Goddess of Prosperity Church, old man, I am ashamed!"

"This world doesn't need justice and justice at all. All disputes can be resolved by comparing identities and statuses with each other. Anyone with a low status cannot be held accountable for the guilt of the superior. Do you think so, church knight!"

The knight was shocked.

Then... the church knight, who wanted to compete with the evil black magician, turned his horse's head and ran wildly without saying a word.

Yang Qiu, who had fallen to the ground without fighting, snorted coldly...

Scum! Dare to argue with the old man, is the red scarf that the old man wore fake?

He turned the head of the undead horse around and looked at the Camel weavers who were surrounded by the carriage.

These old, weak, sick and disabled were originally extremely upset about being driven out and leaving with a dark magician who was not well-known. If they didn't know that they were a drag on the family, they were threatened by the union members to "do not follow the family honestly." It’s going to be bad luck.” Many people are willing to commit suicide and are not willing to force their way out of town with the team.

On this road, even if they stumbled, many people were tired and hungry, and almost couldn't lift their feet, no one dared to ask for a rest... Even because there was no wind tonight, these people were afraid of pain and fear in their hearts. Sobbing in a low voice, for fear of being heard by the black magician who decided their fate.

When the church knights chased up, many desperate people quietly germinated hope... They were eager for this long-term journey to be aborted, and they wanted to go home-even if there is not much warmth at home, at least it is Their home.

So... these people heard the debate between the church knight and the black magician.

And witnessed how the church knights lost their helmets and armor and fled in embarrassment.

When Yang Qiu turned to them, the weavers who were extremely afraid of Yang Qiu and dared not look at each other turned their eyes to him.

Even the women whose eyes were almost blinded when they were less than forty years old tried to raise their heads and blink their dim eyes, trying to find the location of the black magician.

A middle-aged man (less than fifty years old) with sickly dark skin and as old as an elder man walked out of the crowd forcibly, slowly took off his shabby straw hat, and bowed tremblingly: "Thank you. …Sir, thank you…"

This cotton farmer, who contributed his youth to the cotton fields and was quickly driven home after losing his labor force, actually didn't know what he should be grateful for.

In the debate between the black mage and the church knight, he actually didn't understand a lot of vocabulary.

But he only needs to know that this black mage is compassionate to them, is willing to speak for the humble people like them, and is willing to make trouble for those decent masters because of the injustice among them.

Yang Qiu sighed.

Most people in the world are unfortunate, and this sentence applies in any world.

On the earth, if you look beyond China, you will also see many people who, like civilians in this world, can’t even cause mass deaths to attract any attention...

When people in the "civilized world" complained and laughed at the "Iolanization" of the country that received refugees, who ever thought whether the refugees were willing to become subjugated slaves?

When people in the “civilized world” act like a little bourgeois and despise black people who are “lazy, criminal and have no national self-esteem”, whoever thinks that people on these African continents have been suffering from countless people around the world since the 16th century. The fate of countries and regions as non-human slave trades, ancestors and ancestors displaced from generation to generation?

In the movie "Gone with the Wind", will the audience sympathize with the beautiful and elegant heroine, or will they sympathize with the slaves who are far from home?

The native chickens and Maozi have tacitly maintained the status quo of Libya's warlords' divisions and internal strife. Who will cheer for Libya? Don’t other countries know what wars mean to a country?

In fact, intelligent creatures, including humans, are extremely indifferent to the cries of their kind in most cases.

The desire of a few people is difficult to fill, and it determines the fate of the vast majority of people. This is the truth of human society.

Even Yang Qiu himself has no noble place... If it weren't for being corroded and assimilated by the tentacles of the ancient gods, if it wasn't for the sword of Damocles that was smashed by the gaze of the ancient gods hanging over his head, he would have been safe and secure. Earth Huaxia is now, and looking back at this **** dark alien world, he loses.

Taking these people away, there is no noble idea to save others at all. The starting point is still for Yang Qiu’s self-interest-the "game" needs civilian NPCs, and his territory, Tarantan, needs manpower to do things that players don't want to do. , Nothing more.

For the gratitude of the weavers, Yang Qiu didn't touch anything in his heart. He was only doing things for his own purposes, because by the way, it was unnecessary to help others to satisfy themselves and sublimate themselves.

Anyway, Yang Qiu has never regarded himself as a savior, as long as he is not ashamed of his heart.

"Get in the car if you can't walk, and continue to set off."

Pulling this group of people who were already exhausted, they continued to walk for more than two hours, until many of them were crumbling, and Yang Qiu ordered to stop and rest.

Then...just take out the food prepared in advance—the fatty pork dregs bought at the vegetable farm, fried fish fillets (fried inland river fish that the fishmongers did not sell in time), fried instant noodles (unpacked) That kind), Chinese cabbage that costs one jin for one yuan, etc., are cooked in a mess, and then it is counted as a meal.

This kind of chaotic stew has "enjoyed" the former thieves who have already "enjoyed" the unloading of the supermarket. It must be unpopular. The response from the weavers is pretty good; anyway, it took more than a dozen hours to eat it. In this meal, the weavers not only did not complain, but they were more obedient and obedient...

During this period, the zombies & skeletons of the players also maintained the frequency of spawning monsters once every forty minutes to an hour, and steadily moved to the west.

Yang Qiu never imagined that the Fourth Natural Disasters could bury their heads and hurry like the serious troops. If you really want to do this, one-third of the players who can resist impatience and return to the town without committing suicide when they get there. It must be considered that this group of players is strong enough, and their paranoia towards the task is almost abnormal...

When he took this route to Carmor Town to make trouble, half of his time was spent driving away monsters that players could not deal with temporarily, and searching for small BOSSs and elite monsters that are suitable for the current player’s large forces. With the power of the dead horse's feet, he couldn't spend so much time no matter what.

Stimulated by the "refreshing" blocking bosses and elite monsters from time to time, this group of players did not appear to have too many people slamming their hands and forcibly offline...

When it was dawn in the game, the players who were on the road and spawning monsters realized that the daily online time limit would not be enough if they were with the team during the whole process, so they agreed to each other's online and offline time, and organized and planned to ensure the number of online people.

Brother Rahang, who photographed the undead horse, also played a show operation: found that the profit from spawning monsters along the way is really cool, he went offline and called the player who is currently keeping the undead horse online and called someone last night. The people who didn't call it from time to time also shouted, and then asked the knight player to ride the undead horse to transport the companions who did not keep up with the large group or died unexpectedly...

Qin Guan looked greedy here, and also found Brother Lahong, hoping that they could help "lead people". Brother Lahong didn't say anything, but he had to collect money...

Online and offline players are extremely lively, because the online and offline are all done at the offline point that is not the "archive point", it is impossible to take screenshots and video, but they also relay this super passionate "big expedition" on the player forum A live broadcast of the whole process came up, which attracted a bunch of cloud players to answer:

"At three o'clock in the morning in game time, the army marched to a place near the lake. There was a kind of murloc monster with sharp horns on its head, scales and grass-like hairs on the lake. This monster is so powerful that it will still interact Yes, it will come by hitting a monster next to it. After hanging up a few people and going back, they can only wait in line for the undead horse to deliver the express train..."

"I didn't mention the point upstairs. After we brushed off the murlocs, my teammates saw lotus flowers on the lakeside and touched them. There are lotus roots! The lotus roots are several times thicker than our thigh bones!"

"You just didn't have the point of talking. We are either zombies or skeletons. What use is there to find lotus root, who can eat it?"

"Take it back and sell it to those high-level NPCs! They usually eat instant noodles, but can they not drool when they see the lotus root?"

"I rely on even NPC to do business, 6666!"

"Will there be prestige to hand in lotus root to high-level NPC?"

"Let go and let me come, I will make a lotus root clip!"

"The cloud players above will get an account first, let's talk about it."

"Seeking a number..."

"At six o'clock in the morning of the game time, the elite monsters refreshed this time are even more powerful. The identification technique is thrown up to show that the ranger players can be captured as pets!"

"Don't say it, I'm going to die of laughter, a bunch of gangsters rushed to catch alive, Nima died a big piece!"

"I'm one of the walkers who died. I suspect that the dog planner was sneaking our walkers to play, so he didn't get the capture skills and lied to us to send it..."

"I want to play too!"

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