The lord is red again

Zui Ai Bai Si didn't feel embarrassed. That's right. A person walking casually on the street wearing only a pair of underpants, I'm afraid he doesn't know what embarrassment is.

He soon got used to it. Although the hand was already burning, he had no expression on his face.

"Oh my god, my hand is really useless!" Zui Ai Bai Si was still amazed, looking at the burned hand, as if it wasn't his.

Anyone who reaches out to grab the charcoal will lose his hand!

Lin De keenly noticed the change in Zui Ai Bai Si. The other party couldn't suddenly become a tough guy who was not afraid of pain. He must have done something to make the pain disappear.

"Ahem" Lin De felt that he had to get to the point first, so as to prevent this guy from doing anything stupid again.

"Immortality, is it the ability given to you by God?" Lin De asked, because he had just seen the other party eagerly looking at the pot. It didn't matter if he died, but the pot of hot soup couldn't be wasted.

Favorite Baisi sat up straight, with a bit of solemnity on her face, but her emerald green hair and distorted facial features made this solemnity look weird: "Yes, God guided us to come to this world. The fire of life in this world is about to go out. Someone must become firewood and ignite the flame! Before completing the mission, we are all immortal!"

Old Pete on the side looked moved. I don't know if he was moved by these words, or because of these words, he was more determined to think that the other party had a problem with his brain.

However, Lind ignored the other party's nonsense and continued to perfectly play the role of a curious and tolerant lord.

"Star Dragon Sentry welcomes undeads who have great ideals and want to save the world," Lind said, "The magic ring is broken, and we also want to do our part to save the world. If there is anything we can do to help you, please feel free to ask for anything you need!"

Favorite White Silk's eyes lit up: "Can you give me some equipment? Weapons and armor, those wolves are too difficult to deal with."

"Of course!" Lind nodded very happily: "Please follow me!"

"Yes!" Favorite White Silk excitedly punched: "I will definitely get the equipment the fastest! Open up the wasteland! Open up the wasteland!"

Lind took Favorite White Silk to the next room, where there was a pile of worn-out weapons and a pile of armor on the side, from cloth armor to heavy armor.

Over the years, Star Dragon Sentry has killed many thieves and robbers, and accumulated a lot of worn-out clothes that could not be sold. Because they had no repair value, they were piled here.

Although Lind and his men have difficulty in eating and drinking now, they are regular infantrymen of the First Army of the Rand Kingdom. Their armor and weapons are all very sophisticated. With the equipment and force of 10 people, they can easily kill 30-40 bandit armed forces. If they guard the wall of the Star Dragon Outpost, holding a crossbow, it is not a problem to slaughter 100-200 wanderers who rashly attack the city.

"So many equipment" Favorite White Silk exclaimed.

He soon fell in love with a set of dark green armor, and his eyes stayed on it for a long time. Lind remembered that it was stripped from a mercenary. The accomplices did not share the spoils equally, so one drugged the other, and the other quietly took out a knife and started, and then both died on the side of the road.

Lind pointed to the weapons on the ground and said: "You can choose a weapon. If you can slaughter and bring back the body of the jackal, I can give you the qualification to buy weapons and armor here."

The soldier guarding on the side was stunned. Qualification? Sir, what are you talking about? Didn't you just say that you would help for free? It's too stingy to let people fight for their lives with just a broken weapon.

Let people fight for their lives to kill wolves, but after completing the task, not only don't you give them weapons, but you only give them the qualification to buy them? Even if they are undead, it's too much.

What they didn't expect was that the favorite Baisi with green hair excitedly said: "Thank you for your generosity, Lord, I will definitely complete the task!"

Generous, where can you see generosity? !

Linde didn't say much, which made the soldiers on the side doubt countless times, whether it was the Lord and the undead who had problems with their brains, or their own brains, why did they feel that listening to their chat was very laborious?

In this regard, Linde said that this is what players like. Isn't it a necessary experience for the game to let players spend money to buy broken equipment? Players don't like equipment that is given away for free.

Starting with a dog, all the equipment is picked up, now, this is called the romance of players!

If you go out and give away godly equipment, players will complain that it is rubbish and has no gameplay. If you add krypton gold, it will be pure game shit.

According to the game, this is considered "opening the purchase permission to players."

Linde is not short of that benefit. With the collapse of the world, the currency system has long collapsed, and the word "buy" will not appear frequently in this land, but as an NPC who cannot issue tasks, Linde must have enough reward models. He just wants to do a preliminary test now, through constant conversations and tests, and then determine what players can and cannot do in this world.

Now he can probably be sure of one thing, the other party should have a game interface, because when he was looking at the weapon just now, his favorite white silk kept staring at a certain place in a daze, looking for a while, and then shifting his sight to the next one.

But how much information he can see, Linde is not sure.

"Maybe he can see the health bar, so how much health do I have?" Linde is very curious, but unfortunately he can't know.

As for whether players will be angry when they find out in the future that these gadgets are junk and no one wants them, there is no need to worry. Isn't this normal? The pricing of equipment in the game depends entirely on the NPC's will. Players can't even bargain with the price. If they don't have enough money, they just buy materials, which is a waste of time.

My favorite, Bai Si, spent a long time choosing, and finally selected a one-handed sword, and left to kill the wolf in a majestic manner.

That sword belonged to the best batch among this batch of "junk". Linde could tell it at a glance with his many years of experience in using weapons. He didn't need to stare at it for a long time to compare the values ​​​​like players. But he still envies the player's ability. The numerical values ​​make people feel less worried and will not miss out on key information.

"Sir..." The soldier was very puzzled, but he had too many questions and didn't know where to start.

"Confused?" Linde asked. Seeing the soldier's hesitant expression, he said: "The undead think differently from us. What they need is not these weapons and armor, nor jackals and money. They need What is needed is a sense of accomplishment and glory.”

Lind turned around and stood at the door, looking at the figure walking towards the gate of Star Dragon Post wearing only underpants, and said: "The heroes who are going to save the world need a sense of accomplishment and glory, so I am not selling them anything, I am helping them Looking for a sense of accomplishment, looking for glory!”

The soldiers nodded. If the undead were really knights of God, it would be understandable that their thinking was different from that of themselves and others. After all, the green-haired guy had been acting crazy since he started talking.

It is said that those who listen to the divine voice are generally mentally abnormal and have a nagging spirit.

They agreed with Linde's statement and tried hard to equate the weirdo wearing only underpants with the knight of God, although it was difficult... very difficult!

Then he heard Linde continue: "Send more manpower to the warehouse to guard it alternately at night and during the day to prevent the undead from stealing weapons and armor. The defense on the sentry can be reduced, and the main defense is here."

Now that the players are here, there is no grass growing around them that are destined to be killed, so there is no need to worry about being attacked by monsters.

He should worry about whether he will be stolen by players.

"Yes, huh?" The soldier just nodded, then looked up in confusion.

Sir, didn't you just talk about glory? Why do the undead come to steal things?

The knight of God is not so mean, right?

If Linde knew what they were thinking, he would just laugh and not be so mean? When I was playing a garbage picking game back then, I stole so much that I couldn't even walk. There were no plates or glasses left for the NPCs. Some people are like hamsters. You can't even imagine the joy of stealing and hoarding goods. arrive.

"If an undead person comes to steal something, just chop him to death." Linde warned again: "As for the prices of these weapons... wait for me to write a price list, and then strictly follow the exchange price."