Chapter 81 Prelude to Siege War? !
The time went back to eight hours (the time in the other world) ago. When Yang Qiu was still sleeping peacefully on Earth... the daytime in the game had arrived.
Because his mind had been severely polluted, Charlie Rex could not relax in bed like his peers, and he woke up at dawn.
Rex had gotten used to the situation of only being able to sleep six or seven hours a day. After changing his clothes, he assigned the undead the task of helping to cook breakfast, while he fetched water and boiled it to prepare hot water for himself and Mia to wash.
The tireless undead were running around happily in the camp. Even while Rex was washing his face and brushing his teeth, someone would come over to ask for tasks... Rex was used to this.
Being harassed for a long time can also cultivate resistance. Rex not only adapted to the husky-like and stupid attributes of these players, but even liked the experience of making the undead move just by issuing tasks.
Of course, the prerequisite is that after completing the task, the reward must be settled on the spot, otherwise the undead who were docile and obedient the previous second will bar their fangs and claws to test whether you can snatch the equipment on you in the next second...
Rex still couldn't understand why the undead were willing to do things for "reputation", especially after Yang stipulated that they could give the undead a new "territory reputation". The undead actually enthusiastically handed in the materials of Warcraft and monsters in exchange for specific numerical changes on the matrix "panel"... But it didn't matter, he just needed to know that this thing was more convenient than settling copper coins.
After all, copper coins have weight. After settling the copper coins, you still have to do the accounting yourself and explain the whereabouts of each copper coin in the matrix. Although it is not difficult, it is very troublesome.
When Rex, with a toothbrush in his mouth, sent the undead who came to him to demand a task away to collect wild vegetables... a scream suddenly came from the tent next to him.
Rex quickly spat out the toothpaste foam and took two quick steps over to see what was going on.
Tuttle, who was in the next tent, was standing like a stake in front of a tricycle that had been turned upside down and even the tarpaulin had been torn to the ground.
Tuttle was so angry that he almost lost his mind. He circled his arms around the tricycle like a madman: "Who! Who touched my things? Who is that bastard? Stand out!"
Rex who was observing secretly: "..."
Rex retreated silently.
He and Mia certainly wouldn't rummage over Tuttle's car, and neither would anyone else, so that left the only ones left were the undead.
There were more than 200 undead that came out with the convoy, and from time to time, many of them fell apart and lay in the tricycles... Not to mention how difficult it would be to find the "criminals", even if we found them, we couldn't do anything to them.
Anyway, Rex had no interest in this matter at all, and he and the thieves were not close enough to share the same hatred for the enemy.
However, these undeads who cared nothing about anything other than equipment and reputation actually knew how to steal things from other people's trucks. Rex felt that he had to be more vigilant and bring important items into the tent when he set up camp for the night...
When Rex was gloating over Tuttle's loss of personal belongings with a rather Buddhist attitude, he saw two undead ghosts walking towards him.
One of the undead was called "Ji Tang". Rex had a good impression of this undead. Although the other party was dead, he still retained a respectable masculinity. So Rex nodded to Ji Tang in a friendly manner from a distance, just like he did in the past.
"Hah!" The man who accompanied Ji Tang to give me medicine said exaggeratedly, "Master Ji, how much warrior reputation have you gained? Why are the NPCs so polite to you?"
"Uh... intimate." Ji Tang said.
"Is this true? My reputation as the treasure master is very high, but Pansy still has a dead face when he meets people, as if I owe him millions." He said in confusion.
Ji Tang couldn't say that the feelings of a living person couldn't be quantified, so he had to talk about something else: "It may be the difference in the personalities of these mentor NPCs. Rex's personality is better than the other mentors."
While talking, the two of them trotted to Rex's tent.
Ji Tang has been in the army for many years and likes to speak directly. He got straight to the point and said, "Rex, we found two orcs and a human outside the camp. We can't communicate with them because we don't speak the same language. We would like you to help us find out about their origins."
Rex, who thought Ji Tang was here to take on a mission, was suddenly shocked.
Soon, in the tent that the undead had set up without permission, Rex saw the black-haired boy and two orcs, one big and one small.
Also seen were... dessert packaging bags casually thrown in the corners of the tent (cakes, wafers, biscuits, and boxed milk are all considered desserts by the natives, because boxed milk contains sugar).
Rex: “…”
He has no particular liking for desserts and does not save them up on purpose to enjoy. He usually eats them whenever he gets them.
The only person who has the habit of saving desserts...as far as Rex knows, it seems that Tuttle is the only one.
Rex silently turned his head and looked at Ji Tang deeply.
You must have had thick eyebrows and big eyes when you were alive, how could you steal things...
People who are not in the branding matrix cannot communicate with the undead. Yang had explained this to them long ago. Rex was not surprised. He carefully considered his words and said to the adult orcs with a stern face: "I am Charlie Rex, the leader of this undead caravan. Why are you appearing near our camp?"
As soon as he said this, the three rescued people showed panicked expressions that could not be concealed...
Rex was stunned at first, then he remembered that not far away was the notorious red-light district of Westram, and also thought about the character of those caravans that borrowed the passage from the Sorenson Mountains... He suddenly revealed an expression of disgust that was difficult to conceal: "The owner of our caravan is the respected Lord Tarantan, who is not the same as those bad guys. Answer my question."
The black-haired boy and the orc girl Lika were both ignorant, and they were stunned when they heard that this caravan full of undead actually belonged to a certain lord - especially the black-haired boy. When he was making a living in Innadri, he was not qualified to contact nobles, let alone nobles' servants.
The adult orcs were not as ignorant as their two companions, but they were also shocked - when did Tarantan, which was ten times more dangerous than Sorenson, have a lord?
The adult orc couldn't help but cast his eyes towards the players who were curiously looking at him from behind Rex...
This group of undead who didn't look like undead at all came from Tarantan. Tarantan had a lord and the ability to transport goods out for sale. Putting all these clues together, the adult orc who was once a professional-level strongman before falling into the magic cave immediately had the image of an unknown powerful black magician in his mind...
Subconsciously, the adult orc straightened his back and stopped showing a weak and tired expression that was even more exaggerated than his actual weak state... After all, he had suffered a great loss and would not be easily bribed by food. If Rex had not come to explain his position in person, the orc would have planned to "show weakness to the enemy", eat a few more meals and then find a chance to escape.
"Please allow me to introduce myself first, Your Excellency." The adult orc bowed slightly, his hand on his chest, trying his best to make a solemn gesture that he had not had the opportunity to make for many years. "My name is Osrian King. I was once... a member of the Silas Alliance."
"Silas Alliance?!" This time, it was Rex who looked surprised.
Silas is a god from the Outer Continent. The Silas Alliance is a resistance organization formed by the descendants of the Outer Continent orcs who were trafficked to the native continent. It specializes in resistance activities in countries where the orc slave trade is legal (mainly the Kenyan Empire).
For the Kenyan Empire, which has made its fortune by trafficking orcs for four hundred years, the Silas Alliance must be an illegal organization... But the many countries on the Nabarron continent have never been a united front. Countries and regions that have cold or even hostile relations with the Kenyan Empire are happy to give the Silas Alliance official legal certification.
There are also many countries that will secretly provide blood transfusions to the Silas Alliance - after all, the main base of the Silas Alliance's resistance activities is in Kenya, and countless people will be happy to see someone bleed the Kenyan Empire from within.
But...since ten years ago, the Silas Alliance no longer exists.
This resistance organization, which had withstood various encirclements and suppressions by the Kenyan Empire for two or three hundred years, collapsed overnight because of a "Orc Citizenship Act".
Rex's stern expression eased a little. Anyone with a discerning eye knew what was going on with the "Orc Citizenship Act" that the Kenyan Empire was playing with. Since this skinny orc in front of him was once a member of the resistance army of the Silas Alliance, he was worthy of respect.
"Osrian, why are you and your two companions here?" Rex said in a slow tone.
Osrian's face darkened, and he said awkwardly, "To be honest... I was sold to Westram a few years ago. These two children... had similar experiences to me."
"I had originally given up hope of escaping... Last night, someone raided the Gold Coast, the largest club in Westham, so I had the chance to escape with these two children... I was too exhausted and fell asleep not far from here."
"I see." Rex felt sorry for them, but he naturally would not ask them in detail about what happened to these three people. He comforted Osrian with a few words, then called the undead to follow him out of the tent.
Before leaving, Rex did not forget to collect the remaining packaging bags in the tent and take them away, intending to find a place to quietly bury them...
Next, Rex tactfully informed Ji Tang, who had asked for his help, of the origins of Osrian and the other two, and hinted to the undead not to inquire too much into their pasts, and just take the three with them and leave...
Rex's idea was to help the poor people if possible, since Yang had never explicitly stated that the orcs could not be brought back to Tarantan.
However, the players who had not received the mission would never be willing to accept this, not to mention that the players' common sense far exceeded Rex's expectations. Even though he had been very tactful in order to save Osrian's face, saying only that the three rescued people were sold to Westham Town by unscrupulous merchants and got the chance to escape because of luck... the players still heard the clues.
Among the three rescued people, there was a little boy, a little girl, and a handsome adult male. They all ran out with a pitiful look as if they had been detained for a long time. It is really hard for people to think positively about them.
"Westham is a terminal market for human trade?" Give Me Medicine shouted in great surprise, "Wait a minute, wait a minute, there won't be a red light district in this game, a game version of Hamburg?"
Entropy does not increase. He has already gone offline because he wants to attend class, but the brilliant writer is still there. After hearing this, he squinted at me and said, "Hey, hey, how come you are so skilled? When you mention the red light district, you can immediately think of Hamburg, Germany?"
While giving me medicine, he said hurriedly, "Don't accuse me, Boss. I've never even been out of the country. I just watched Hostel and searched about Europe out of curiosity..."
They both treated this world as a game, and even though they knew it involved human trafficking and red-light districts, they didn't have any deep feelings about it. Ji Tang was very different - when he heard that the human child and the orc girl who looked like a junior high school student were also sold to such a place, he suddenly became murderous.
"Rex, the two children and Osrian were sold to Westram?" Ji Tang stared at Rex and said word by word.
Rex was highly sensitive and could immediately detect the gunpowder in Ji Tang's calm words. He couldn't help but change color: "...Yes."
Ji Tang became even angrier, but his voice became calmer: "What on earth is Westram?"
This time, Rex was silent for a long time.
Given Rex's personality, he could cover up for others in a tactful way, but he couldn't lie deliberately.
Under Ji Tang's gaze, Rex had to admit awkwardly: "As far as I know... the merchants who go there are willing to pay for the humans and orcs with outstanding appearance."
Give Me Medicine said confidently: "I knew it was a red light district, just like Hamburg, Germany and Amsterdam, Holland."
Miaobishenghua sighed and said in disgust: "This kind of pursuit of realism is too much, it's disgusting..."
Give Me Medicine nodded in agreement: "It is disgusting, but since it is a mission point, this setting is normal."
The brilliant pen was busy with the disgusting red-light district. After all, it is difficult for emotional women to accept the existence of such a place. It was only after the reminder of Give Me Medicine, who didn't think too much, that she reacted and suddenly realized: "Oh, that's right! If the villain standing up to shoot is a lawful and kind good person, who can beat him? So this means that the place where the BOSS is killed this time is Westram?"
Rex: “???”
Ji Tang: “…”
He was still racking his brains to think of how to get the players on board and teach this human trafficking end market a lesson, but the players themselves found a legitimate excuse to send troops.
Ji Tang reflected on himself and realized that he still didn't follow the players' way of thinking. He immediately cheered up and said in a loud voice, "That's right, Westram must be the target location of this big mission!"
"But we can't get any missions, what are we going to do?" As he gave me medicine, his eyes kept looking at Rex.
Obviously, this guy was thinking that if he couldn't trigger the quest from the three NPCs they rescued, he would ask for compensation from Rex, the "good-tempered" warrior mentor - after all, any quest given by any NPC is a quest, and there will be a settlement reward after completing it, there is no difference!
Rex: “…”
He was too familiar with the undead's nature that no matter what they did or said, their ultimate goal was to complete their mission...
Rex swallowed and asked tentatively: "I say... do you want to attack Westram?"
He was so proud of giving me medicine that his tail was about to stand up: "Hey Huahua, look! I was right again, Rex said that Westram is really good at fighting!"
Rex was shocked and said, wait a minute, I didn’t say that!
The author was also very surprised, and was so happy that he was a little incoherent: "Is this really that exciting? The last time we went on an expedition, we had to build our own base in the wasteland. This time, we can play siege warfare? If we take down Westram, can it be included in our undead territory? Can we also add functions such as resurrection points and teleportation points?"
"It's a must! Otherwise we wouldn't have been able to travel such a long distance on this expedition!" He slapped his thigh excitedly while giving me the medicine.
Rex opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the two undead who were becoming more and more cheerful as they talked.
Did he do something wrong?
Ji Tang, the only sensible person present, tried not to look at Charlie Rex, who looked doubtful about his life, and added fuel to the fire against his conscience: "I guess this is the case. This time we have many times more supplies than last time for the expedition. It is also a combat class mission, and the NPC instructor in charge of the combat class has come with us. No matter how you look at it, it's going to be a big one."
Rex's lips moved and then he simply closed his mouth.
No matter what you say, I will definitely not issue such a ridiculous task!
People who are not in the branding matrix cannot issue tasks to the undead, and it is even more impossible for Hal and others - those guys just want the undead to cause a big trouble for Yang, but they have no intention of sending themselves in!
The undead won't really die when they attack Westram, because their flesh and blood bodies cannot be resurrected!
Having made up his mind, Rex turned and ran away, not giving Ji Tang time to call him...
"How the hell did he run away? Where's the mission?" I was shocked when I was given medicine.
Ji Tang, who was determined to uphold justice, grabbed the person who was about to chase Rex and told him to take medicine.
"It's probably because Rex can't issue such a large-scale mission by himself." Ji Tang, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes in real life, started to lie with his eyes open, "This mission may be more difficult than all the previous missions. It may not be triggered by just looking for Rex... Huahua, what do you think?"
Miaobishenghua said without hesitation: "How can a big task like siege be triggered easily? There must be many prerequisites to be met. As for Rex, asking him to interact with the NPC we picked up is probably a prerequisite related to him, but just completing Rex's line is not enough. If I'm not wrong, we also need to activate the relevant plots of other mentor NPCs."
Ji Tang simply wanted to give a thumbs up to Miaobishenghua... Listen, the reasons he gave are so perfect!
Things like giving a logical explanation from the player's perspective still need to be done by the big players!
Next, Miaobishenghua took the initiative to persuade Ji Tang and Wo Ge Take Medicine to log off and save game time. When they were needed to contribute, she would arrange for someone to log off and notify them - Ji Tang was undoubtedly the main force of the siege battle and Jian was commanding on the spot, while Wo Ge Take Medicine, who was well-equipped, was the main output force on their side, so the game time of these two people must be used reasonably.
After driving the two damage-guarantees offline, Miaobishenghua got busy. He called his friend Qin Guan offline, contacted Brother Lahong through Shenxue , and pulled all the players who could lead a team into the WeChat group. He explained the situation in which they triggered the preconditions for the siege battle, and expressed the hope that all the players who had successfully changed their jobs and whose "corpses" were preserved in the expedition team would act and mobilize in a unified manner to complete this ultimate professional mission...
When the sky in reality grew brighter and it was noon in the game, Miaobishenghua, with the most intelligent players in the game - Mingfeng Chunpu from Lahong's side, Entropy Bugeng who found time to go online before class, and the leader of a small team of individual players who only fights can win - confidently approached Hal Maxwell, the assassin mentor who the players unanimously agreed should be the first to be "conquered".
There is also a subordinate relationship between the mentor NPCs, and players have already figured this out - the headshot maniac Tattle and the grumpy brother Pansy hang around Hal on a daily basis, and other NPCs like Manan and Anthony are also quite respectful to Hal. If they don't know that Hal, this NPC, has a more special status, then all the players must be blind.
Hal had been feeling rather strange all day.
When I got up, I found Tuttle running around the camp like a madman with red eyes. I didn't know what he was looking for. He didn't answer when I asked him.
Pansy and Jerome (the knight's mentor) were normal, but they didn't know why Tuttle was crazy.
This group of former thieves often treat outsiders in a rude manner, but they are still humane to their brothers, especially their confidants. Seeing that Tuttle was not in a good state, Hal asked Pansy to communicate with Rex. They decided not to start the fight today. Everyone was exhausted, so they might as well take a day off to relax...
Rex knew very well why Tuttle was going crazy, and he also knew that it would be best not to expose this matter, otherwise Tuttle would have to clash with the Undead Ji Tang, and with the poor style of these former thieves, they might even vent their anger on Osrian... He chose to keep his mouth shut.
The players who were working together to "prepare for the siege" did not protest against these NPCs who were slacking off and delaying their missions and monster hunting... Due to various subtle coincidences, the expedition team enjoyed a rare peace.
Hal, who usually hated the noise of the players and wanted to kill these noise monsters, spent a whole morning in this quiet environment and felt uncomfortable all over...
Just when Hal was doubting his life, the undead came to his door.
The undead with a nice voice and a name that contained the symbolic meaning of flowers, broke into Hal's tent just like the last time the Conductor's Guild did. Not only did he come alone, but there were also several skeletons following him.
"Hal, we rescued three people who escaped from Westham. Do you want to meet them?" The man who was fully prepared stepped forward to interact confidently.
Hal: "Huh?"
