Chapter 421 Mission Update
Yang Qiu ordered the operators to set up the "Underground Base of the Undead Chamber of Commerce" in the past six months, and no signs of cult activities were found in Kata Town.
Thinking about it now, it is not difficult to understand... The people of Kata Town have lived next to the Tachia people for generations. The locals know very well what the environment is like on the other side, so they naturally don't talk about it on a daily basis.
As for why the Tachia cult did not target Kata Town to recruit believers, the reason is obvious:
First, the locals have been dealing with foreign caravans for a long time, and their information channels are smooth, so they are not so easily fooled; second, the people of Kata Town live off the mountains, and their hard work can ensure their food and clothing, without the need to seek help from illusory gods; third, the mountainous areas are too barren to support an exploiting class that can completely suppress the locals, and there are no conditions for the intensification of internal contradictions among the locals.
Referring to the experience on Earth, we know that the three major conditions that are often needed for cults to grow are: geographical or spiritual closure (policy of keeping the people ignorant), despair and powerlessness in being unable to change their fate by themselves (glass ceiling & society with serious favors), and a strict internal hierarchical exploitation system (capitalist tycoons & local evil forces monopolizing social resources).
As long as these three factors are combined, civilizations like Europe, America, Japan and South Korea, which were the first to achieve modernization, will still go crazy for you to see...
After sorting out the causes and consequences, Yang Qiu's idea quickly took shape in his mind.
"I see ."
Deep in the alley of Kata Town, in the stone house that originally belonged to the tinker, the terrifying zombie nodded stiffly and said coldly to the old Huggins who came to inform him: "Leave this matter to me and my fellow undead. Townsman, you can go home now. Don't tell anyone about your experience, not even your family."
"I, I understand." Old Higgins nodded and stood up, then turned around and ran away.
Of course he would not tell anyone that he had informed on the cult. He feared more than anyone else the retaliation of the cultists.
After working hard to win the attention of the Tarantan Undead for the town of Kata and the terrifying zombie that looked like the leader of the undead, old Harkins felt that he had no regrets in his life.
After sending the townspeople away, Zombie Frank turned his cold, dead eyes towards the excited players.
Players couldn't understand what the townspeople NPCs said, but they could understand what the zombie NPCs said. The players present knew with their knees that this was the trigger of a key plot, so they happily waited to receive new tasks.
New tasks - of course there are.
But since the brick-moving task has not been completed yet, stop dreaming.
Zombie Frank said coldly and unreasonably: "Something terrible has really happened here, my compatriots. Please finish the task at hand as soon as possible. I need your help."
After saying this, the zombie NPC stood still again, ignoring anyone else...
"——F*ck you! Are you kidding me?!"
Yang Ying rolled up her sleeves and drew her sword, but was stopped by Tang Jialuo beside her: "Forget it, forget it, Sister Ying. Killing zombie NPCs will deduct the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce. It's not worth it."
Miaobishenghua, whose mood fluctuated greatly, wanted to give the zombie a gentle blow on the spot, but he held back because he thought that black magic would not harm zombies. He angrily said, " Everyone check your friend list and call those who are online to finish this crappy task!"
A group of players were holding back their anger and calling people around. They worked hard for an entire morning (Earth time) to clear out all the beasts that hurt people within a radius of dozens of miles from Kata Town, collect the supplies requested by the Undead Chamber of Commerce, hollow out and reinforce the collapsed ancient well in Kata Town, repair the many severely damaged steps in the town, and repair the city walls...
In the eyes of the people in Kata town, the Tarantan undead, whose number has increased to nearly a thousand, are as diligent as little bees, wholeheartedly doing good deeds in the town.
I don't want anything in return, not even a thank you.
A relative of a feed household was lost in the mountains many years ago. Since then, there has been no news, and even the body has not been found. The ghosts of the dead dug the person's bones and relics out of the ravines and sent them back home.
"What the radio drama said is true. These dead spirits are so cute and kind."
(In the other world) As the sky darkened, Mrs. Bernie, who had been out all day, returned home, muttering all the time about the good deeds done by the dead spirits that she had heard her neighbors mention during the day.
Old Huggins listened to his wife's chatter absentmindedly, turning his head to the window from time to time to prevent his family from seeing his face full of uncontrollable excitement and nervousness.
In the eyes of old Huggins, the performance of players in the quest of getting people to work is a clear sign that the Tarantan Undead attach great importance to the town of Kata...
Old Harkins didn't think about anything. He didn't care whether he took a huge risk to inform on someone and even his name was unknown. He only cared about one thing: "In this way, the Undead Archon in the city will definitely pay attention to Kata Town, right? Is there a chance that our town can develop like the south?"
Old Huggins became more and more excited the more he thought about it, and looked out the window at the dark night sky with deep anticipation.
He longed to improve his life, longed to eat the delicious food described by the caravan fellows, longed for the streets and alleys of Kata Town to also have the dazzling array of cheap and affordable Tarantan goods that were only found in the southern, central and eastern towns. He longed for the town to have many job opportunities so that his children and grandchildren would not have to spend their entire lives climbing up and down the mountains like he had, working hard to grow Kata grass that could barely sustain a basic standard of living.
This is the simplest wish deep in the heart of Hudgins Burney, an ordinary father and a common small town resident.
In the darkness that Hawkins Bernie could not see, countless undead who had just finished the last round of brick-moving tasks were returning to Kata Town from all directions.
After running errands and moving bricks for several hours (Earth time), these players became restless and angry. When they gathered in the alley inside and outside the tinker's house, countless players had murderous looks on their faces.
Yang Ying, standing in front of the stone house, cursed murderously: "If that broken zombie continues to ask me to run errands and move bricks, I will not do this task anymore. I will chop that idiot to death!"
A bunch of players nearby cheered...
"Let's first see what the statement is about handing in this round of tasks." Miaobishenghua took a deep breath and walked into the stone house first.
Frank, the zombie who had been waiting for a long time, looked calmly with his gray dead eyes at the players who rushed in angrily.
"You have proven your strength and kindness to living humans, my fellow undead." Yang Qiu, who controlled the zombie Frank, ignored the visible resentment above the players' heads and said calmly, "We, the undead race, are a pitiful race that unfortunately lost our lives. Only the undead who respect and value life are qualified to stay in this beautiful material plane and coexist with living humans. This is the most firm belief of our undead race."
Once again raising the banner of the peaceful coexistence of the undead and humans, and deepening the players' sense of involvement, Yang Qiu, who controlled the zombie NPC, did not let the players, whose patience was running out, wait for long, and quickly threw out the "hidden plot" that the players wanted:
"Lord of Tarantan, the black magician Yang, the resurrection mentor of the undead race, helped us wake up from the darkness and gave us the opportunity to take revenge on the evil gods. We have waited too long for this opportunity, too long..."
The undead born in Exile Town are all the unlucky ones who died in the evil god's sacrifices or the evil god's disasters. This is the foundation laid by Yang Qiu when setting the background of the undead race. The old players who have done the first and second tests of the undead race birth task have already accepted this setting.
The birth of the undead race is to compete with the evil gods and to wrestle with the dark creatures. This is also the most important "main line" of the game "Alien World" - Yang Qiu himself will have to fight the ancient gods sooner or later, and the players he pulls over will of course have to sit next to him.
After talking about the "race setting" and creating an epic sense of mission, Yang Qiu began to explain the setting of the NPC "Zombie Frank" in "The Lonely Watcher":
"Hundreds of years ago, before I lost my precious life like my compatriots, I served as a night watchman for the Orthodox Church. My responsibility is to monitor those despicable bugs that are trying to move in the darkness, and to eliminate those sinners who intend to bring disaster to this beautiful material plane and destroy the world."
"I was awakened from my long sleep. The black magician who resurrected me entrusted me with my old duties in my previous life, to stop and monitor those with ill intentions for the humans in the land blessed by the undead race."
"I have been living in seclusion here for a long time, and finally found out where those despicable people are hiding... Fellows, are you willing to help me eliminate these hateful followers of the evil god?"
Miaobishenghua is a plot lover who will listen carefully to the NPC's explanation of the plot, but other players don't have that kind of patience. A bunch of players who were annoyed by the slow way this zombie NPC spoke shouted, "Yes, yes! Give me the task quickly!"
"Can this damn NPC speak faster? I'm almost falling asleep listening to him!"
"This isn't a point-and-click game that drags on for so long. Can the crappy planner please not use zombie NPCs to explain the plot?"
Yang Qiu had a cold face. So the person who issued the mindless brick-moving task could only let zombies take over, except for the professional-level strongmen that the players could not defeat. It was really that these two guys were too violent.
After updating the task progress on the player's task panel and displaying the approximate location of the suspected Tachia cult activities reported by the townspeople on the player's general minimap, Yang Qiu sent this group of players away.
The players who had finally received tasks that were not worthwhile were not in the mood to even look at this zombie NPC. They left without mercy as soon as the task panel was updated...
In a flash, nearly a thousand angry Huskies who were choked by the task of moving bricks collectively rushed out of Kata Town and rushed to the suspected cult sacrificial site in the mountains...
Deep in the mountains, a convoy coming from the north was heading overnight towards an unnamed canyon that had been witnessed by local hunters in Kata Town.
The size of this caravan was similar to that of a common land caravan, but the vehicles pulling the carriages were not six-legged lizards suitable for long-distance travel, but ordinary horses and mules.
The carts pulled by mules and horses were not filled with goods, but were instead filled with people.
