Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter Eighty Nine

More than 1,800 large living men thrown on the ground, various brothels ~ hundreds of prostitutes ~ women ~ men ~ prostitutes waiting to be placed in the courtyard, and more than 6,000 seemingly harmless pretenders hiding in their respective homes. The aborigines of Sturm...such a mess of status quo, it is estimated that it will be awkward to change the individual.

Putting Yang Qiu here, it wouldn't be a problem...

First, clear out the prestige reward copper coins for the players to appease the more than two hundred huskies who have been waiting for too long and have been on the verge of running away, and then open the "recycling function" of "Lord Yang" on the spot, and use the game currency made by China to save the players. All the dozens of kilograms of gold coins and ornaments found...

He was smiling, and the players were happily. Some part-time players even sold the allocated copper coins to the boss who collected the money on the spot, making a small extra for money...

Yang Qiu, who became rich in an instant, quickly released a series of tasks to make full use of these energetic players:

The first is to assist the task. The players who received the task organized their own team to assist the placement team of Rex and Mia to gather all the prostitutes~women~men~prostitutes scattered in various brothels, and concentrated them in the original "Golden Coast". "Clubhouse building and "Elegant Romance" club; players must ensure that prostitutes~women~men~ prostitutes are not harmed, screaming, or losing personal belongings during the convening period.

The second is the task of moving bricks. Players who have received this task organize themselves to assist Hal, Tuttle, and Jerome to classify the "meat~ tickets" thrown on the street, and pick out the ones worth asking for ransom. Detained to the basement of the original "Elegant Romance" club, and went to the headquarters of the original militia team (the original militias were of no value) without asking for a ransom value, and then arranged labor re-education... well, re-education through labor.

Rex is compassionate, and the former leader of the band of thieves, Hal, cannibalize people without spitting out bones. Both these tasks give them room to play their specialties...cough cough.

As for the treasure master Pansy, of course, he will not be idle. The third task is for him: to recruit the first echelon players to join Pansy's scavenger squad, enter the neighborhood where the townspeople live, and miss the original militia team. Find out the fish and catch them one by one, lest these guys do anything irrational.

Pansy, a brawny man who looks very rude and irritable, is actually the most inspired of the former thieves, and he is suitable for this kind of work of identifying dangerous elements from the crowd.

These three big missions were issued, and the idle players all moved, and the players who had already swayed outside the town also rushed back, for fear that they would fall...

Rowell didn’t know the existence of the Brand Matrix (the former thieves couldn’t tell others that they had been tricked into joining the Mental Matrix, and their faces were no more if they held a grudge against Yang Qiu), he watched and went around secretly in Exile To put it in a vague way, I only vaguely touched the side of "the undead are keen to do tasks and are very happy to do it", but there has been no intuitive feeling.

This time, Rowell saw with his own eyes that Yang Qiu not only didn’t say anything exciting, nor did he gather the undead for a mobilization meeting. He just ordered a few young people under his control on a task, and the undead took the initiative to follow suit. Rushing from all directions, actively and enthusiastically helping these young people, once again felt that the worldview has been impacted...

"How on earth did he control so many undead like an arm? Obviously...These undead have never shown enough respect for him?!" Lowell's supervisor was puzzled.

After having a certain understanding of the undead of Tarantan, people like Lowell Supervisor who originally possessed dark knowledge will naturally think that these undead of Tarantan belong to the intermediate or even higher-level monsters of a certain dimensional demon world; because of the agreement with Yang Only with a certain specific contract can they be projected onto the material plane in a weak and undead posture—this will explain why the Tarantan undead possesses a high level of intelligence equivalent to that of the great demon, and it is not enough for the "master" of Yang. No respect (the players rushed into the town hall without knocking on the door without asking for instructions to take over the task not once or twice, Rowell was numb).

The undead actively participated in this expedition mission, Rowell did not feel that it was out of Yang's will, more like the fornication between the former thieves and these undead who are between madness and reason, disorder and lawfulness. .

When the undead set out, he even worried that these undead would be led by the former thieves...

But now, Lowell was shaken.

He found that the conclusion he had reached before was a little rash—regardless of whether these undead Tarantans with suspicious origins would pay tribute to Yang, the summoner, there is no need for Yang You to be able to drive the use of these undead as they pleased. Doubt.

The black robe inspector silently looked at Yang, who had allotted everything and bowed his head to explain something to the civilian woman named Mia, adding another 10% to the risk score of this product in his heart.

"This guy will definitely bring disaster to people around Tarantan...!"

Yang Qiu told Mia a few words before letting go, greeted Rowell, and walked openly towards the town hall of Westham.

When the undead attacked the town, the mayor, who was nearly seventy years old, was invited by several businessmen to enjoy the second spring in the "lover" club. At this time, he was also thrown out on the street to bask in the sun.

When the players of the first echelon rushed into the town hall, there were only two guards, one door guard, and four clerks living in the backyard in the town hall with a compound on the second floor.

Hmm... These people, as representatives of the local feudal forces, also enjoyed the treatment of basking in the sun on the street.

Yang Qiu, the dark magician, entered the highest authority of the official town of the Kingdom of Rhine from the front door generously. Apart from nearby residents nervously peeping from the corners of the doors and windows, there was no obstacle...

After actually observing the terrain, Yang Qiu chose the town hall compound as the transfer point for the players, and searched for the players in the branding matrix that did not have a task at hand, and digging a hole (the tomb where the bones were stored when the player was offline) covered the earth table. The mission was sent point-to-point.

Next, Yang Qiu began to search the town hall of Westham...

Because of the sudden arrival of the undead, the furnishings, properties, tax reports, and official documents between the upper-level city Inadri, etc. in the town hall are very well preserved.

Yang Qiu walked around the mayor’s office and the clerk’s office, and he obtained important documents including the population register of the town and the surrounding 23 villages, the poll tax & land tax tax form, and the militia corps roster registration form.

Mr. Mayor’s personal letter, I found a large box...

"It's no wonder that the caravan passing through the Sorensen Mountains is so keen to sell people here, and those who provide new blood for Westham's "special industry" can actually get the local tax exemption license from Westham... this It's really a good business, what do you think, respectable supervisor."

After flipping through Mr. Mayor’s personal letter, Yang Qiu laughed: “The road tax paid by the caravan belongs to the normal commercial tax and needs to be turned over to the royal family; while the “special industry” belonging to Westham does not charge tax, prostitutes ~The political donations handed in by the hospital operators can be used as clean personal income into Mr. Mayor’s pocket... No wonder Mr. Mayor can sit here for forty years. This is a smart man."

No matter how much outsiders ridicule the Rhine Kingdom, there is no lower limit. The Rhine Royal Family also has to face it. The documents signed by the Royal Family will definitely not contain words such as "skin trading legally".

The fact that the law on paper does not recognize legality does not mean that the trade of flesh and skin will disappear within the Kingdom of Rhine. Just do it, not say, let alone implement it in words, and it will be done. As long as the government does not collect taxes, it is equivalent to the Kingdom of Rhine. The legitimacy of the skin and meat trade has not been acknowledged.

Of course, this does not mean that those who open brothels, clubs, clubs and clubs do not have to have additional expenses. For example, they will be handed over to the mayor of Westham in the form of political donations, and the mayor will then distribute the money to the higher-level department Inadri City Hall. The money of some officials is not much less than the serious business tax.

Rowell was a little embarrassed to monitor Yang Qiu's blatant mockery.

The unspoken rules of this pseudo-civilized society do not only prevail in the Kingdom of Rhine, and similar phenomena also occur in the Principality of Shigar...but the Principality of Shika is more closed and exclusive than the Kingdom of Rhine, and will not be as big as Westem. It's nothing more than accommodating customers.

"You and I know what you are planning to do now." Supervisor Lowell bit the bullet and broke the topic. "It's just that this kind of accusation that the mayor used administrative privileges to open the back door for local brothels ~ the hospitality... A powerful excuse for your purpose."

Yang Qiu not only dispatched people to catch the local militia team that slipped through the net, but also went to the town hall to search for and get the most important population register in his hand. If Rowell still couldn’t guess the black magician. What are you doing? Then he has survived a dog in these three hundred years—obviously, this black mage has taken a fancy to Westem!

Yang wanted to do this, and it was indeed possible to do it. Rowell himself could think of the operation routine: Westem had actually fallen into Yang’s hands, and then Yang would randomly find a local down-and-out nobleman from the Rhine Kingdom. A small amount of money will be enough to support it as the new lord of Westham. As long as the annual tax paid to the royal family remains unchanged, the Rhine royal family will not care whether the border town has changed to a country lord.

Of course, regardless of the royal family, Westham’s superior city Innadli City Hall must be in charge, unless Yang Qiu can find the painful foot that makes Innadli have to bow his head and admit the change of ownership of Westham as a threat...

"Indeed, just this kind of common evidence of power realization is not enough to be a powerful bargaining chip." Yang Qiu nodded, agreeing with Rowell's observations, and handed a volume of transaction lists written in parchment to the other party. , "So you see... how about this?"

Supervisor Lowell took this transaction list, and his face became cold after just a glance.

This is a picture of the city lord of Inadri as the middleman, and the mayor of Westham and the real owner of the land, Baron Marcus, who lives in the wealthy area of ​​Inadri all the year round, is the seller, and a certain duke of the Rhine Kingdom Master is the buyer’s list of transactions.

The products on the list... are skeletons.

The bones of humans and orcs.

The skeleton of a girl, the skull of an adult male/female, the spine and pelvis of a young girl, the whole body skeleton of the orc with a tailbone, the lifelike corpse made by the human and the orc after the death before the corpse has not decayed, the human and the orc Miniature skull...

The transaction date on the list is half a year ago, and the "commodity catalog" listed on this list alone contains at least hundreds of bones.

"For any red light district, the'renewal iteration' of'consumables' is a normal thing. After all, ordinary people's bodies can't withstand harsh treatment for many years. Prostitutes who can live to 30 years old are considered to be women. Lucky guy." Yang Qiu couldn't see the slightest movement on his face, he was still calm and calm, and even smiled, "From this point of view, the mayor, and the Lord Westem who supported him, are both It's a business prodigy... He has a lot of pursuit for the utilization rate of'consumables'."

Supervisor Lowell took a light breath and slowly put the light and heavy transaction list in his hand on the table.

Most ordinary people, it is estimated that they will never think of...the corpses of intelligent creatures can also be bought and sold.

And different from the common people's understanding, it is not the black magicians who are talking about the black magicians who are involved in the sale of the corpses of intelligent creatures, but those lofty and ordinary flowers and wines that can no longer satisfy their top dignitaries.

The "artifacts" processed from the bones of "fresh" intelligent creatures are still very popular comparison tools for showing off their wealth in some extremely luxurious social circles.

"You are right." Supervisor Rowell said blankly, "This land may indeed need a new owner."

Yang Qiu smiled and picked up the parchment list, folded it in half three times, and put it into his chest pocket: "Accept your words, respectful supervision."

Looking at the big hole the players had just dug in the yard, Yang Qiu touched his chin for a while and said, "Monitor Rowell, why not come and play a treasure hunt."

Rowell: "???"

"Mr. Mayor's wife is dead and has no children. He has nowhere else to go except for buying alchemy medicines to maintain his body and prolong his life with his generous savings, and he has no relatives close enough to keep in communication for a long time... Then he Are you not curious about where the gold coins you fished will hide?" Yang Qiu said.

"No, I'm not curious." Rowell's monitor turned black.

"Quickly don't say that, friend." Yang Qiu laughed and said broadly, "I know, the things that can be exchanged for gold coins are not attractive to you anymore, what if it is something that you can't buy with gold coins?"

"What do you want to say?" Rowell frowned.

"You should have found out, respectable supervisor, the things in the cabinets of the town hall of the town of exile, including the living supplies that I sent to Hal, Rex, and the female workers, are not commodities that can be bought on the market. "Yang Qiu smiled and said, and... took out the phone, unlocked the fingerprint, and turned the phone screen to Rowell, "For example, this one has the function of a camera, which can record and store up to half an hour of audio and video images, and also Thousands of books that you have never heard of are stored...such a novel thing, even if you search for Barron, you won’t be able to find a second one."

Rowell twisted his brows tighter, staring at Yang Qiu without speaking.

"Just like you once asked me about it, although I don't have the talent of the space department, I accidentally got a stable space-time rift leading to another mysterious dimension." Yang Qiu turned on the shooting function on the phone and let Luo Weir watched the real-time footage of him on the phone, "The world on the side of the space-time rift is completely different from our material plane. The human race there has produced a large number of unimaginable technology-side products... You are not at all about it. Curious?"

Monitor Lowell stared at his real-time imaging picture on the small mobile phone screen, with horror on his face...

Color cameras have been available for decades. The Kenyan empire in the northern part of the mainland also advertised the "latest magic stone camera" that can record sound in real time in the first two years.

But both the camera and the magic stone camera promoted by the Kenyan Empire are quite large-at least Lowell has never heard that something that can take pictures is actually as small as the thin thing in Yang's hands.

Yang Qiu turned off the power button and retracted the phone, smiling unchangingly: "Come and play this treasure hunt game, respected supervisor, if I can find the illegal wealth illegally occupied by Mr. Mayor, I will look for it in the world over the rift in time and space. Thank you for a novel and unprecedented gift."

Lowell monitored and swallowed...

Rex’s job of sheltering prostitutes was the first to be completed. Under the enthusiasm of a large number of players, Mia’s running and lobbying, and Osrian’s trio, the prostitutes who ate the undead’s full meal ~ The women did not show too strong aversion to centralized containment.

In particular, the players also enthusiastically helped them get their "personal belongings" and proved from the side that these weird people who controlled Westem did not object to their possession of "personal belongings"... This is enough to make them never feel respected. Prostitutes~ The women are relieved.

This is not over yet. After gathering everyone in the two expropriated stores, Rex, a gentle and considerate male mother who is very good at doing "mass work", did not let everyone go in immediately, but let them all. Standing on the street in front of these two shops, waited for a while.

Then, in front of everyone, he dismantled the signs and neon signs of "Golden Coast" and "Elegant Dream".

Throwing two heavy signboards and the ripped neon sign on the ground, in front of hundreds of poor people, Rex lifted his foot and smashed these malicious symbols to pieces.

The prostitutes ~ the women looked different, and looked at Rex madly trampling on the signs and lanterns in surprise, no one dared to speak out.

Rex, who stomped the signboard to pieces, stopped to adjust the corners of his clothes, and said in a deep voice to these people: "We are here, this small town will never need these cannibal businesses. From then on, you are just Ordinary Westemers, your names will be registered on the town roster, and you will live the rest of your life like everyone else."

The people crowded with the road looked at Rex quietly.

Many of them didn't believe Rex's words... but they were also very self-aware and wouldn't be so stupid that they would jump out and accuse this professional-level powerhouse of boasting.

Rex did not require everyone to believe his promise, but silently brought these people into the settlement, divided the rooms by gender, took away all the **** toys in the private rooms and destroyed them on the spot.

After finishing the work that should be done, the rewards of the undead were settled with the copper coins that Yang Gang had added to him. Rex sat down on the stairs under the settlement building, suddenly feeling very tired.

"Ossirian seems a little uncomfortable... Are you okay? Mr. Rex?" Mia came out of the building, saw Rex sitting on the stairs in a daze, and ran over with concern.

"I'm okay, what happened to Ossirian?" Rex turned his head vigorously.

"He was vomiting, and he vomited all the food he had just eaten." Mia said nervously.

Rex nodded: "Don't panic, he should be tired. Later I will find an undead to cook him some light soup alone."

Mia nodded, thought about it, walked two steps forward, and squatted down beside Rex: "Are you really all right? Mr. Rex?"

Because of the relationship between the two of them, Rex and Mia have been taking care of each other these days since they came out of exile.

Mia was two years older than Rex. From the bottom of her heart, she wanted a gentle brother like Rex, but she didn't think she was worthy, and she didn't dare to speak...just silently do something for Rex.

"I--" Kress had been perfunctory. Seeing the concern in Mia's eyes, he couldn't say what he said. After a pause, he said, "I just saw these people and it was very uncomfortable. They shouldn't live like this. ."

Mia nodded silently, clenching her hands into fists unconsciously on her chest.

She can understand why Kress is uncomfortable. She once thought that her life was painful enough, but she still felt breathless to see the people here-these people are so beautiful, not like she is inherently ugly when cursed by fate; Such a beautiful person is treated like a domestic animal, and it is like seeing countless scenes of tragedies dedicated to destroying beautiful things being staged in front of my eyes.

"Mr. Lord, there will be a way." Mia whispered, "Even people like me can be saved by Mr. Lord, and Mr. Lord will definitely not give up on them. They will be like you said, and they will be able to do well in the future. To live."

Rex stared blankly at no one, for a long time, then slowly nodded.

He only told Mia half the truth. He was uncomfortable, partly because he thought of his mother.

The same beautiful, but not forced by others, but foolishly believes that she can rely on her natural beauty in exchange for a decent life from the Viscount father who has everything.

The mother, who was much luckier than the prostitute here, was quickly abandoned after losing the only bargaining chip of beauty, and finally fell into depression, leaving him alone to face everything.

"God shouldn't generously give people beauty beyond ordinary people. This is... not lucky at all." Rex whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

If his mother is not so beautiful, she may choose a man of similar identity to marry, and she does not have to experience the shameful life of the ups and downs.

If these people here are all bad looking, they might not be sold to this place...

"Hi, Rex!"

While Rex was thinking wildly, inspector Yang and Lowell walked in from outside.

Yang Qiu glanced at the pile of signature debris on the ground, smiled, and waved to Rex on the steps.

"Yang." Rex hurriedly got up and nodded to the two men. "Rowell monitors."

"Mr. Lord." Mia also hurriedly made a gesture of lifting her skirt and squatting, but she only greeted Yang Qiu, ignoring Rowell who once wanted to take them back...

Yang Qiu smiled at Mia and said to Rex: "Shave your beard, tidy up your hair, wipe some powder, make it white, put on your most decent outfit, and go to the militia to get some Horses, let's go to Inner Deli."

"Yes." Rex answered first, and then realized that something was wrong, and said in shock, "——Wait! I heard that right, you mean...Go to Inner Deli?!"

"You heard it right." Yang Qiu said with a smile, "but don't get me wrong, we are not going to Inner Deli to cast ourselves into the net, but to ask for the ownership of Westham's territory to be renamed."

Rex was confused and his face was full of question marks.

"You, Charlie Rex, are the son of a Viscount Rex of the Kingdom of Rhine. Even if you are an illegitimate child, the noble blood of Viscount Rex is flowing in your veins. No one can deny it." Yang Qiu started to talk nonsense. "The gentleman Charlie Rex, who has the blood of the noble viscount, found out that Lord Westham had committed nasty crimes and launched a territorial war in anger, and actually occupied the territory of Westham. He asked the Inner Deli Town Hall to change Isn’t it normal for Westham Territory to belong to and to put your name in the Owner column?"

Rex: "...(°△°

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Yang Qiu: On the operation of Sao, the old man hasn't lost anyone yet!

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