The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

Hardy sighed: "They used some weird terms, but I didn't have the heart to listen. If you can, please explain them now."

"It's not a special term, it's just that our classification of professional strength is different from yours." Chixin definitely thought for a while and said slowly: "We divide each professional's level in a more detailed way, LV15 That’s what you call the legendary level, level 20 is a demigod.”

"Oh!" Hardy said with a somewhat interested expression: "I also heard that you immortals all have a very good growth rate. It seems to be something called a 'mission'."

"You can say that." Chixin absolutely nodded. This is not a special secret: "The mission issued by Mr. Hardy has brought us undead people little benefit."

"Doesn't that mean we have to treat guests to dinner?"

"Hahaha! Mr. Hardy, you are so interesting, you actually understand the habits of our immortals."

"Because my undead subordinates often talk like this." Hardy smiled, sat down and asked: "Now I am curious, how many people are you undead on Dragon Island? Do you have any special plans for the dragon clan? "

Chixin was definitely a little strange as to why Hardy cared about the number of players, but he thought about it and said, "About ten thousand people."

This number may seem small at first glance. Dragon Island is also a 'rich' place after all. You can get money and gain experience. It is obviously a leveling holy place. It stands to reason that there should be a lot of people there.

But why so few.

The reason is actually very simple. The world is too big.

Not to mention that it has been merged into another area of ​​​​the world, the original area alone has scattered one million players all over the world, and it is difficult to find one player within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Only in certain special cities or areas can a large number of players gather.

The continent of Dragon Island can have 10,000 players, which is already amazing.

In addition, not all players are combat-oriented.

Many life players also have fun in this world.

Various role plays.

There are also people who are beggars. I heard that most of the beggars in a small country have been integrated. It is estimated that big things will happen soon.

Then there are many graduate students or doctoral students at the school who are engaged in human-related research, not only psychological, but also anatomical and so on.

So on Dragon Island, there can be more than 10,000 people, which is actually a lot.

Hardy smiled: "I wonder how many people you can contact?"

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"I want to recruit a temporary mercenary group, but I don't know you undead people very well, so I personally feel that it is better to lead the undead people, or the undead people themselves."

Chixin's face straightened, and he thought of many things.

For example, titles, Bing Xixi, Big Muscle Ba, etc.

He took a deep breath: "I can gather a thousand people immediately. If you give me a few more days, I can gather about three thousand people."

Hardy thought for a moment: "There are still too few people. It would be suitable if there were about five thousand people."

Chixin's expression was a little twisted. It wasn't that he thought Hardy's conditions were too difficult, but that he knew his chance had come.

He was very excited at this time and was trying his best to suppress his passionate emotions.

"Sir Hardy, I will try my best to do this." Chixin absolutely patted his chest and promised: "As long as you give me five days, I will definitely help you find a legion of 5,000 people."

"Okay, if you can find it, then you will be the commander-in-chief of the Foreign Legion."

Chixinchi was so excited that he couldn't help but smile: "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Afterwards, Hardy left with a dozen female elves.

After leaving the tavern, leaving the town, and returning to the oak forest, the dozen female elves relaxed.

They have faced evil gods before, and it stands to reason that they will no longer be afraid of any situation they encounter.

But in that town, there is a professional every three steps, and a master every five steps... If there is a conflict, there are only a dozen of them, and they may not be able to protect Hardy from coming out.

In fact, they still underestimated Hardy.

If there was a real fight, all you had to do was give Hardy three seconds of free time. After he turned into the Nightmare Knight, he would be the one to fight while protecting a dozen elves.

Returning to his room, Grace, Yumi and several powerful female elves from the central department soon came to the door.

Grace asked: "We have heard from the sisters who were accompanying you about the situation of your going out. I am curious, what did you do by gathering those undead people?"

"Use them as our shields."

"Are you worried that we can't protect you?" Grace asked sadly.

The other elves also looked shocked.

Hardy waved his hand: "That's not what I mean. I am worried that if we conflict with the dragon clan, we will suddenly suffer casualties. By recruiting these undead people, we can greatly reduce our casualties."

When they heard that Hadi did this to protect them, these female elves naturally became very happy.

"But they are not easy to control." Grace thought for a while and said, "I have investigated them and many incidents related to them. The behavior patterns of these people are unpredictable and very elusive."

Hardy shook his head: "In my city lord's palace, there is an undead staff of dozens of people. I actually know their personalities and habits very well."

After all, Hardy was originally one of the players, so he naturally knew what the players' mentality was like.

Most people have predictable behavioral patterns, with the exception of a few neurotic samples.

"Since you are sure, let's leave it as such." Grace thought for a while and said, "But there must be a supervision team between us and them to watch over them to prevent them from doing things randomly."

"That's no problem." Hardy agreed with Grace's idea: "If we want to direct their actions, we must have a team that communicates with each other. I'll leave this matter to you."

"Okay." Grace's expression relaxed: "So are you going to take a rest now?"

"yes!"

Grace whispered: "While you were going to the tavern, we have dug a well in the forest and directed the water to a large pool. You can now wash up and prepare to rest. "

Hardy looked at the group of female elves in the room, and he asked mysteriously: "Can I really rest?"

"What do you think?" Grace laughed softly.

Then the female elves next to them also showed the same smile.

Hardy knew at one glance that he was doomed tonight.

The bigger the pool, the less likely you are to have enough time to rest tonight. (End of chapter)