I Captivate the Player

I have kept players in captivity Author: Not Wandering

【brief introduction】

They are despicable strangers, unparalleled Hidden Blade Assassins, ninjas who hesitate to defeat, the creators of the story, and the end of the story.

They can repeat a boring thing hundreds of times for a small achievement.

They can be jaw-droppingly sandy, or they can go through a lot of data in a serious way.

They are willing to sacrifice their money and energy to save people who don't exist and won't stay.

Sometimes great, sometimes cruel, elusive, incredible.

They are the players.

Then, they encountered the enemy of their life - the dog plot.

Chapter 1 Second Death

October, late autumn, evening.

Nothing today.

A young man in lavender aristocratic attire with sky blue pupils stood calmly on the wall of the outer castle, looking down at his territory from a high position.

A barren territory, a sparse population, and no hope for the northern border of the empire.

The man sighed, with a subtle smile on his face.

"This is really a ghost place, huh."

"My lord, it's getting late. For the sake of your health, you should go back." The maid handed over the leather jacket, and the man nodded and took it, then turned and left the outer castle.

"Go to the study."

Chen Ye coughed and walked into the castle amidst the greetings of the soldiers.

In fact, he is not an aborigine of this world, but a traverser from the earth.

He used to be a game planner, and his main job was to take the blame.

As a senior game player, he actually understands what the players want, and thought about designing a good game, but what his boss wants is money, more money, forcing him to offer some cheating activities and props , and then get more bonuses and... a lot more overtime amid criticism.

The workload of game planning is always huge, and [-] is a norm in the industry.Finally, on the eve of returning home for the New Year, Chen Ye died suddenly while rewriting the plan.

Perhaps because of the protection of fate, he has a new opportunity and a new life.

"Baron Samuel"

——This is Chen Ye's new identity.

Yuan Chen's head was kicked by a Mia donkey, and after he fell into a coma, he was seized by Chen Ye.

Baron Samuel is a battle hero of the empire and a skilled alchemist who participated in the pacification war in the western part of the empire and made great contributions.

But precisely because of his identity as an alchemist, the empire savagely excluded him. Although he had made great contributions and was named a baron, he could only come to the most dangerous northern border of the empire and get a piece of the most barren territory.

Abandoned land of the empire, Andochir.

The bitterly cold place in the northern border, "Andocher", is cold all day long, the leaves are withered and yellow all the year round, and the crop yield is low. In the north, there is snow for half a year in a year. The snow is full of a large number of monsters. Tyranny, from time to time will attack the border territories in the northern border of the empire.

What is more terrifying than monsters is the orc tribe that attacks the northern border several times a year. The orcs do not produce and have a savage temperament. Every year when the snow famine occurs, they will go to the northern land to plunder and cause huge damage. Areas were razed to the ground.

Poverty, disease, and death are constantly unfolding in the northern frontier where there is no snow but bitter cold.

It was getting late, Chen Ye returned to the study, the maid lit candles one by one, and the light illuminated the whole study.

Chen Ye's study room is large, with a warm fireplace and a comfortable bed. He often sleeps here without going back to his room.

The peach-haired maid is making the bed skillfully, her expression is extremely serious.

When he first crossed, Chen Ye, as a big man, felt very embarrassed by the girl's dedication to serve him, but after a long time, he felt that being taken care of by others, especially by a beautiful girl, was really embarrassing... .cannot refuse.

As a genuine nobleman, he doesn't need to do any chores, and as a border lord, he doesn't need to abide by too many imperial laws, and has the power of life and death over most of the people in the territory.

The peach-haired maid kept her face expressionless and her eyes calm. After making the bed, the maid raised a tray, bowed obediently beside Chen Ye, and offered black tea.

The gestures of the maids are impeccable.

If you want to forcefully pick a shortcoming, it is probably that she has no smile on her face, her voice is light, and even a little cold.

"My lord, black tea."

Chen Ye smiled and nodded, reached out to take the black tea and said, "Thank you, Alisa, you can rest now."

Even after transmigrating into a nobleman, he would still subconsciously thank those who helped him. This is the instinct of an educated modern person.

"Add more sleep and let your steel plate develop more."

Even though he became an aristocrat, Chen Ye still subconsciously flirts. This is the instinct of sand sculpture netizens who have been influenced by the Internet.

"Yes, my lord." The peach-haired maid was still expressionless after hearing what sounded like harassment. She had already gotten used to the master's weird style, so she just lowered her head and took a few steps back.

But she stopped at the door, instead of leaving as usual, but stood there silent for a while.

Chen Ye realized that she had something to say, and asked first, "What's the matter, Alisa, do you have anything else to do?"

"..." She was silent for a while.

The peach-haired maid was standing at the door. She didn't follow the etiquette and turned around, but turned her back to Chen Ye and said, "My lord, you should leave as soon as possible."

Chen Ye remained silent for a while, rubbing his thumb with his index finger, his eyelids drooped slightly, and the expression on his face appeared blurred in the dim light.

"Leave, where are you going?" He asked intentionally.

"You know."