Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 27: Finally a fight
Hill had dinner and sat on the sofa until late, and Fran and Adrian didn't come either.
Did something happen? Hill was a little worried.
On the branches of the moon, the maple leaves on the trees danced in the moonlight. Hill, who could not sleep, silently watched the red leaves flying all over the sky, and carefully communicated with the spirit of nature around him.
Something happened, but it has nothing to do with me?
If something happens to Fran, it will definitely affect him, that is, there is a situation where he can't come and there are outsiders around, right?
Hill sat on the windowsill and waited. For a legal profession with a very high mental strength, in fact, very little sleep time is required. It's just that Hill can always remember his mother's request to sleep well and eat well. He used to feel nagging, but now Hill resolutely obeyed.
People only know how to cherish when they lose. Hill thought it was boring chicken soup when he heard it before, until he really lost.
I never felt regret before, just because what I lost was not my heart.
The moonlight was faint, and Hill was immersed in his memories.
With a loud bang, Hill was almost stunned.
He flies to the roof quickly and looks around. Damn air ban, I don't know what happened.
Hill saw hordes of players rushing towards the inner city gate: the city gate, which never opened at night, was blasted open by thousands of mage players.
It seems that the accident is the outer city.
Hill pondered for a while, and it was estimated that the gang had exploded.
It seems that the players endured a few days and ended up playing a big game.
It is estimated that the players only thought that the gangster's trouble-making was a plot task, so they put up with it a few days ago. But did their retreat make the gang feel bullied? This is shot to the player, right?
Okay, now it's a regional mission.
Hill thought, it is estimated that a conflict has arisen long ago. The players who live there should be low-level casual people, or migrant workers who pursue excitement.
It probably started at night, but at least it didn't make a big fuss when Hill closed the door. After all, the romance is drunk and the world is still in the mood to record and eat melons.
The gang would never have imagined that a few low-level professionals would make such a big fuss.
Mages are all inherited, and no one dares to attack. Low-level swordsmen and knights have always been the targets of gangsters. Men can be thugs, and women are bought by many nobles.
Especially so many charming female swordsmen among the players.
Hill has long noticed their swordsman outfit: a low-cut leather jacket, ultra-short leather pants, black silk thighs, high-heeled leather boots, and a black cape that flutters in the wind.
Players probably can't understand why the NPC in their eyes would be stimulated by such a popular dress to attack.
In their eyes, this is a sudden local map mission.
They dare to stop them from going out to do their quests, what is a mere city gate!
Hill suddenly sneered, the outer city will be emptied today.
Anyone who dares to attack the player will be marked with a red name. Those who have caused trouble in the past two days will probably be swept away by the players.
This kind of idiot who dares to take action against the professionals of the gods will not dare to go to William's side to find trouble for them. Whoever dares to say that the city gate is broken will be regarded as a pig.
If William wants to stop the undead from saving his fellow clan in distress, William can make him an accomplice of the gang.
The nobles who dare to export at such a time must be inextricably linked to the gangsters, and may be the boss behind the scenes. In this world, no one will pay attention to things that have nothing to do with their own interests, let alone offend the kinship race of 100,000 professionals.
Hill believes that no matter how ruthless William becomes in this world, in the face of this stupid nobleman who can only rely on hooking people to gamble, buying and selling people, and squeezing women to survive, he will definitely be killed.
No one who has survived in modern society can not feel disgust and pity when they see that pathetic life for the first time. Even if you can't see, don't say anything, the disgusting and embarrassing feeling in your heart will last forever.
Players who have seen this disgusting plot have been scolding. Hill has heard several female players in the past two days scolding for planning and not being a human being and writing such a dark plot. It is definitely sick and discriminatory. Female, born perverted.
When a Sky Knight player was shopping with his younger brother and younger sister, he was stopped by a smug nobleman and wanted to buy a beautiful bodyguard. There have been several incidents of almost killing people for this reason.
William's squires run all over the streets, asking these nobles to stay away from the family of the gods, but there are always some idiots who can't understand human words.
Fortunately, players only thought it was an occasional plot, and they let them go after being beaten to death.
The reason why the street in Hill is quiet is that Hill, an archmage who has a good relationship with the undead, sits in town. The second is that the barons are more courageous.
The nobles absolutely cannot understand how the undead can be unanimous, there are more than 100,000 people! They probably feel that they have attracted a lot of players these days. After all, they are a race that can be hired with money.
It's a pity that when the money and the goods are lost, the players will not think that you are trying to win him over, but will only say that you have accepted a fat quest.
Isn't it strange that William never cared about the great nobles to win over the undead?
Probably everything has been attributed to God's will.
But red names have strange meanings, and in this kind of foreign war, they are very clear.
Even if the means of competition between players are insidious and sinister, they will never die. As an NPC, if you want to pick things up, you have to kill the boss first and then divide the spoils. If the score is not good, then fight again, who is afraid of who.
As gentle and lovely as Hill's performance, no matter how long he is like a spring flower, he is handsome and elegant, and he dares to attack the player, but at most there are a few more pictures on the corpse.
This is a battle with no doubt about the outcome. Hill estimates that Frank and the others are just watching.
In the end, I didn't expect that the players in the inner city would fight out first.
Hill opened a bottle of wine, offered a toast to the moon, and went to sleep after drinking it.
Hill got up in the morning and saw that there were not many people in line, but they all had serious expressions and stared at the competitors next to them.
Hill understands that the gang is here to restock. Looks like last night's battle emptied their inventory. And it is estimated that it is still playing, otherwise there will always be night owls who will buy things first and then go offline to sleep.
Hill hurriedly looked at the medicine cabinet and replaced some of the lesser-selling medicines with healing medicines and magic potions.
Hill also put the low-level medicine in his hand on the shelves. This low-level medicine for mages and knights is not cheap, and few people buy it, but now it is estimated that players will need it.
Hill waved the door open and sat down to wait for the end.
The professional purchases sent out by the gang are amazing, filling the medicine cabinet in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the rapidly decreasing number of potions, Hill ignored the words he said yesterday that he would never restock, and asked the puppets to quickly replenish the goods in the warehouse.
Hill felt that after this game, the players should also run out of ammunition. Hope that the harvest of destroying the gang is enough for their consumption.
After the group left, no one came in.
Hill wanted to see how intense the fight was. He knew that there were definitely a lot of casual parties in every game, and no one came to buy anything.
At noon, it was Adrian who came.
He saw Hill sitting by the window eating lunch, and said directly: "Give me one too."
Hill smiled and took out a steak set: "Are you out of stock?"
Adrian rolled his eyes at him: "There are not many people who will make a special ring for meals like you."
He ate quickly, and he didn't seem to have eaten for a few meals.
Hill ate well, put away his cutlery, poured a glass of juice and drank slowly.
The autumn sun shines on him warmly, and he is in a good mood.
Adrian eats a good meal and disappears the cutlery: "What about mine?"
Hill smiled and brought him a cup: "What stimulates you?"
"It's scary how many people are there!" Adrian said with emotion: "Pal Street was completely leveled down, and the three underground floors were dug out. Now the two streets next door will also be dug up."
Hill said with a smile, "Didn't my grandfather always want to know how many mages there are in the undead? Will he know this time?"
Adrian sneered: "Let the teacher listen to your schadenfreude! Let's see if he says you're cute!"
Hill laughed: "When did the fight start, why hasn't the fight been finished yet?"
"The undead are really rude! They have a way of marking hostility, and now they plan to spare none of them!
William sent out all the royal guards. The inner city gate is not allowed to enter, so I came in with William's guards. "
He suddenly laughed: "Some undead in the inner city who didn't go out last night are also searching the whole city! Not even near the temple! Many of those who escaped in the middle of the night last night were pulled out and beaten to death."
"Drawed from the noble mansion?"
"That's right. Most of it is the Earl's Palace, with a few marquises."
"Is no one stopping you?"
"The celestial knight of the Nova family came forward to stop ~IndoMTL.com~ and was directly burned to death by the overwhelming fireball.
Hundreds of archmages! He also learned all about the fire element, which is too scary. No one dares to come forward! "
The Zoroastrianism will endure forever, Hill slandered.
He said to Adrian: "Go and fill up the medicine cabinet first. It is estimated that it will be sold out this morning."
Adrian looked up in surprise: "Did they beat them with medicine? No wonder they didn't rest for so long."
He quickly filled the medicine cabinet: "I don't have much stock now. Teacher probably has them. Mage-level ones are so expensive. Can these undead buy them too?"
Hill pointed to the storage cabinet and said, "My grandfather's alchemy hut has sold 8. I want to get a few more from him! No matter how expensive the medicine is, someone will buy it!"
Hill estimates that those medicines that increase physique and the upper limit of magic power will increase the player's attribute points. Few of the natives are willing to buy such expensive medicines that can only increase a small amount of power.
Players are absolutely willing to spend money to add one, two attributes.
Adrian said: "The teacher's potion can only be flower spar."
"In their eyes, spar is just a more valuable gold coin."
Adrian sighed with emotion: "Okay! Okay! It seems that the undead's plane element power is higher! I don't know what energy they use."
Hill didn't want to discuss this easy-to-talk issue, so he changed the subject and said, "Hurry up and restock the warehouse. There will definitely be people coming in the afternoon. Then tell me how it happened yesterday. I can always Waiting for you to solve the puzzle!"
Adrian patted Hill angrily and went upstairs to restock.
It must be a good story for Hill to wait on the sofa with a smile.