King from scratch

The appearance of the second unlucky guy also exceeded He Xingwen's expectations. Since Ye Yeye tried his own tricks and used his own experience to prove how indestructible the bond between the kingdom and the players is, most players will rationally play in the "Kingdom". Reputation turned to hate" warning to stop the action to avoid repeating the same mistakes.

Don't you see, from the closed beta to the global public beta, the name Ye Yeye is almost seamlessly linked with the word "miserable". Anyone who mentions him must be followed by the word "miserable".

Therefore, when He Xingwen and Jin were looking at the scenery in the infrastructure city on the top of the mountains, a player suddenly rushed out and walked in front of He Xingwen amidst a stack of system notifications with declining favorability. Very admirable.

A real warrior dares to face the dripping blood. What a dauntless spirit worthy of admiration?

For the sake of this kind of spirit, He Xingwen waited for him to finish speaking, and then thoughtfully deducted his kingdom reputation to minus one hundred, satisfying the other party's fearless spirit.

The players rushing all the way in front of He Xingwen ignored the warnings from the system, and before the kingdom knight had time to drag him down, they repeated to the target npc: "Dear king, I want to contribute to the kingdom, please give me the highest difficulty test!"

Jin and Nubida cast their gazes at the player who appeared out of nowhere.

They knew that those players had some kind of overly enthusiastic enthusiasm for them. After all, Jin and Nubida's abilities could clearly hear the whispers among the densely packed players not far away.

But the king maintained the order, apparently not intending to let the player disturb them, so Jin and Nubida unanimously ignored the overly excited player—until this player rushed in front of them recklessly.

Nubida subconsciously spat out bad water, and quickly disappeared after realizing the king's attitude towards it.

Jin watched this little accident with great interest.

The emergency was over sooner than he thought.

The other party only had one chance to say a word. After he finished speaking, the string of words on his head suddenly turned red.

Then in the next second, the dwarves cast their sights here, the machine fell from the sky, white light flashed, and the opponent disappeared from them.

There was a lively sound from another part of the city, and out of some curiosity, Jin cast his gaze in that direction.

The distance and obstacles did not obstruct his line of sight, and he saw the farce that was taking place next to the temporary resurrection point.

The npcs all turned their attention to the red name, and then surrounded him.

The machines flew together, and the ether set off small waves one after another, and murderous intentions spread around the temporary resurrection point in an instant.

The white light flashed again and again, without giving the opponent a chance to move. The people of the kingdom pressed the opponent at the temporary resurrection point and couldn't move an inch. To be precise, they were dying.

Some of the players not far away went to join in the fun, witnessed with their own eyes what happened when the kingdom's reputation turned into hatred, and deeply understood the reason for Ye Yeye's reputation.

Because this end is really miserable.

Thus, the chain reaction brought about by the second unlucky guy was directly presented to He Xingwen and the others.

If there were players trying to trigger special plots in the Land of God's Fall, then the probability of players appearing in front of them plummeted after reaching the top of the mountains.

After all, everyone still cherishes their game account very much.

Although they didn't dare to step forward to try to trigger the special plot, the players didn't retreat either, they just kept watching the next move of the special npc from a close distance, and broadcast it live on the forum at any time.

Jin looked away from the lively resurrection point, and continued the topic just now: "It's good to be lively."

They walked through many cities on the top of the mountains that were still undergoing infrastructure preparations, and suddenly crossed thousands of cities on the top of the mountains.

forum.

[Fuck?Is this the legendary shrinkage?All of a sudden, he ran to No. 13 Beishan City on the top of the mountains? 】

[I didn't see them teleporting through space, they really arrived at the next city in one step. 】

【Spell? 】

[Why do I think normal people should not be able to do this? 】

[If you can do it, what space do you use to teleport?Wouldn't it be more chic to directly shrink the soil into an inch? 】

[As expected of a special npc that spent so much art resources! 】

[This definitely has a special mission!Otherwise, can it be left to sway all over the place? 】

[But now players can't keep up, let alone trigger dialogue. 】

【Also, I think... the danger of standing in front of the king is too high, that unlucky guy is still dying in the resurrection point. 】

[This is called the higher the risk, the higher the return! 】

[A real man must challenge the highest difficulty. 】

Top of the mountains.

After seeing several cities that were still under construction, Jin Yi had a general understanding of the situation on the top of the mountains, so he slowed down—the speed of shrinking land into inches also slowed down.

There is no one who can shrink the ground to an inch, except for the big devil who is favored by the world.

"It seems that in the civilization of another world, the traces left by the gods are even rarer," Jin Wen said to He Xingwen in a soft voice: "This is a good thing."

"It's better to be self-reliant from the beginning than to pin your hopes on the gods."

Nubida sneered, but he didn't stab the great demon's wound again.

He Xingwen didn't mean to hide it either, he nodded in agreement with Jin's words: "That world doesn't believe in gods."

These two worlds are diametrically opposite extremes.

He Xingwen cast his eyes on the huge figure hovering in the sky not far away, and said casually: "The influence of the gods on them has been minimized. It can even be said that the gods do not exist. It is a world belonging to intelligent creatures."

Nubida pricked up his ears to receive the information.

"No wonder they are so weak, even the traces of ether are so weak that there is almost no trace." Jin didn't care about the players from another world, he just mentioned it casually, and quickly turned his attention to the huge figure in the sky: " Dragons?"

He Xingwen nodded: "The Dragon Clan was originally located in the South China Sea, but the Zerg invasion caused the situation in the South China Sea to get out of control, so they are temporarily living in the Kingdom."

In fact, it is not a temporary residence. Because of the urban construction in all parts of the kingdom, the demand for ore in the kingdom has soared, so to be more accurate, the entire dragon family has been employed by the kingdom...

No way, who made the Dragon Clan strong and strong, and still love treasures?

They cooperated seamlessly with the digging team composed of dwarves and players, which greatly accelerated the speed of mining veins on the top of the mountains.

Of course, for the Dragon Clan, this is also a good thing-the profit sharing of the mine veins on the top of the mountains, the huge wealth that fell from the sky, is there anything happier than this?

Of course there are.

That is, they only need to get along with the mine veins day and night, or even get in close contact with them to obtain this huge wealth.

Rolling on the pure crystal veins, for the Dragon Clan, it is a double layer of happiness.

Therefore, the Dragon Clan is currently in a state of being happy here and not thinking about Shu, and has never thought about leaving the kingdom and returning to Long Island.

He Xingwen has already ticked off the task of accepting the dragons in his main task.

To some extent, the dragon family is the first target of the peaceful evolution of the kingdom.

Orcs can only be counted as the second.

Jin stared at the dragons hovering in the air for a few seconds, and used the other party to perceive the situation of the entire dragons: "They are weaker than before."

"More" weaker?

As an existence with a single strength of five, the Dragon Race has never had any connection with the word weak, let alone an adverb of degree in front of it.

On this point, Nubida, who has undergone a complete era evolution, has something to say.

"The era in which the Father God lived was the most powerful era in this world," Nubida said unhurriedly: "After the fall of the Father God, a large number of powerful races were destroyed in the Dark Ages, and other races in this world began to move toward weak."

Nubida glanced at Jin who was staying out of the way: "But this has nothing to do with these races, this is just one of the many disasters brought about by the fall of the Father God..."

Nubida showed a bright smile at Jin: "After all, the great demon has been dead for so long, and it's normal not to know what the fall of the Father God means to this world."

These two races really can't get together. He Xingwen looked at Jin who was "dimmed" again, and there was a kind of illusion that the plot returned to the ancient Mary Su. He always felt that it would be embarrassing if he got involved.

Although He Xingwen has never been tempered by society, he was born unable to understand this kind of complicated emotions that have been turned back and forth.

Probably it is because he has enough confidence without being tempered by society that he prefers to solve problems directly rather than cry for past mistakes.

Of course, Jin didn't cry bitterly, it's just that the style of painting is a little old.

During the dialogue between Nubida and Jin, He Xingwen deeply reflected on himself, perhaps this is the fate of bringing intelligent creatures that shouldn't be alive to life.

Behavior that is good for yourself may not be a good thing for others.

Jin and Nubida continued their conversation in the king's silence.

Jin withdrew his gaze from the dragon, and looked at the little devil who hadn't spoken properly all the way: "I'm sorry."

"You have said this sentence too many times today." Nubida said indifferently: "If you really think so, live and bear the responsibilities you should bear together with us."

"A big devil can't change anything," Jin said, looking at the king who was obviously distracted, "especially the king has already started to solve the problem."

He approached Nubida, and stretched out his hand with some hesitation.

Nubida tensed up instantly, as if the one who extended his hand was not a "brother" in name, but an extremely dangerous enemy.

Jin patted him on the shoulder, hesitated for a few seconds, and hugged the little devil into his arms.

The players not far away screamed out of control again.

He Xingwen glanced at the direction of the players, and a wholesale drop in favorability made them return to the background board quietly.

Nubida reacted very quickly and pushed Jin away, his expression so rich that it could be called out of control.

Nubida raised his voice: "What are you doing?"

"I just remembered that we have never been so close," Jin said with a gentle look, "Although we are 'brothers', our relationship has not been very good..."

Nubida quickly controlled his out-of-control emotions, brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes, took a step back, kept a safe distance from the other party, and said in a strange tone: "That's true, but you missed something, the relationship is not good, It's because you don't like us. Who made the little devil have a bad personality, greedy for life and afraid of death, full of lies, and taking pleasure in the pain of others?"

Jin nodded and admitted this: "It is really difficult to like you through your bad personality." To be precise, it is impossible at all.

How perverted is this, to fall in love with creatures like little devils?

Thousands of fans of Nubida's face value on the earth: ?

Nubida's tone was exaggerated: "The whole continent has the same idea as you, but you seem to have forgotten one thing, we don't need you to like it."

Nubida smirked and said, "The little devil is not the same as the big devil, we are not as short of love as you are."

He skillfully inserted a knife into Jin Xin's heart: "Even if you die, you have to die with Father God, and you won't be able to live after being left behind, tsk~"

"I'm very glad that I have the opportunity to correct this." Jin continued as if he didn't hear Nubida's words, "I like you very much now."

Nubida gave him a perfunctory smile: "This is really an honor for us."

After Jin finished speaking, he also shook his head: "That's right, you didn't do this for us. You don't need this kind of belated affirmation."

The scene was a little cold for a while.

Nubida restrained rolled his eyes, and said in a strange way: "We did this because we were happy. I don't want you to die because your use value is high enough. It would be a pity to just die like this."

Nubida gestured in the direction of the king: "It can be seen that you don't understand us like the king."

He Xingwen, who was trying to avoid interrupting the conversation, couldn't help coughing.

Nubida instantly turned his face into a stunt: "As a citizen of the kingdom, I am of course on the standpoint of defending the kingdom's property."

He Xingwen really knows Nubida very well.

He ignored Nubida, and said to Jin: "I won't trust the little devil's words, because most of them are lies."

Jin really didn't expect that the relationship between the little devil and the king was so strange...

"However, apart from what they say, you can completely trust the little devil." He Xingwen said to Jin: "Because he will choose the path that is better for the world."

Sometimes, under the calculation of cold benefits, there can also be scalding temperatures.

It's just hard for people to spot.

"So, the little devil cares about you very much," He Xingwen said: "After all, as you said, a big devil can't change anything. But he still hopes that you can survive."

Nubida could still say a few words to Jin, but when facing the king, he shut his mouth wisely.

Jin Chao took a step forward and gave Nubida a firm hug again: "You have done a good job, much better than us."

Nubida stiffened his body, and realized something from the other party's words: "I thought you still wanted to see the Arcane Academy and the Everfree Forest?"

"I've already seen it." Jin looked over the scenery in front of him and took the whole world into his eyes: "It's so lively."

"It's rare for tree people to be so lively; humans have gained power; orcs are still the same; elves are hiding; the gold of Ai is very interesting; the existence of undead is very convenient; the sea creatures in the South China Sea are powerful enough."

Jin's eyes fell on the civilizations at the outermost edge of the continent, and he swept them away in the chaos and blood: "Those new civilizations..."

Jin turned to ask the king's opinion: "It's a bit troublesome, do you need me to help you deal with it?"

A question mark popped up in He Xingwen's head.

He Tong, who had no sense of presence at the side, took over the conversation and explained to him the specific meaning of the word "processing": "He probably wants to help you clear the civilizations at the outermost edge of the mainland."

Jin showed a bright smile, as if he was talking about something trivial: "It's easier to clear it directly."

He Xingwen stared at the big devil who casually gave bloody suggestions, and understood a little bit, don't try to define a race, because complex human nature itself cannot be defined by a few words.

Nubida witnessed the great demon overturning in front of the king. With a sneer, he pushed the big demon away, dusted off the non-existent dust and said, "The king doesn't like insignificant killings. Your methods are out of date."

He Xingwen should have thought of this a long time ago. In a world where the law of the jungle is the general rule, this rule will only be manifested more vividly in the earlier days.

Therefore, the moral standards of the Great Demon are based on the moral standards of the other world, while He Xingwen's moral standards are based on the standards of the earth.

Jin Wenyan didn't have much emotional change, at most he was a little regretful: "If it can't be cleared, there may be some trouble."

Considering the great demon's force value, He Xingwen finally realized that "the problem seems to be a bit big" about the situation in the outermost part of the mainland: "What's going on in the outermost part of the mainland?"

Jin considered how to describe it, and finally asked the king: "Do you know how many incomplete new civilizations there are in the outermost periphery of the mainland?"

He Xingwen had an ominous premonition: "How much?"

"Thousands."

He Xingwen emphasized his tone and asked again: "How much?"

Before the big devil repeated the number, he realized by himself: "So many? Aren't there only six new civilizations on the mainland, the undead, the gold of Ai, the plankton, the white elves, the man star, and the Zerg? What about the periphery of the continent? How many thousand new civilizations will there be?"

Jin was surprised and said: "There are at least more than 100 new civilizations left on the mainland, not just six."

He Tong reminded He Xingwen, "South China Sea."

He Xingwen turned to look at He Tong: "There are more than 100 new civilizations in the South China Sea?"

"Some have been completely exterminated, and some have been annexed..." He Tong said calmly: "The new civilizations that survived in the end have all integrated into the South China Sea."

"The fifth era has been more than [-] years so far," He Tong further explained: "The bordering of thousands of new civilizations is not an exaggeration."

He Xingwen: No, I think it is exaggerated.

He Tong: "The most powerful new civilization has a foothold on the mainland, the rest of the new civilizations have a foothold in the South China Sea, and the weakest new civilization can only stay in the outermost periphery of the mainland."

The six new civilizations known to He Xingwen are powerful enough to fight against the entire continent, which has been fully demonstrated in previous contacts.

Aizhijin, the first race to border the world and form a commercial monopoly.

Undead and plankton, the undead.

White Elf was accepted by the aboriginal elves in this world.

And Man Star, the ruins of the Salfa Federation are enough to prove the strength gap between them and the creatures on the mainland.

As for the Zerg, the presence of players stopped them from conquering the world.

He Xingwen can understand He Tong's explanation, but this number is too astonishing, how can thousands of new civilizations be called the periphery of the mainland?

This amount can directly form the New World.

"It is indeed more appropriate to call it the New World," Nubida agreed after hearing the king's words, "This is a bloodier New World."

"Although the order in the mainland is not peaceful," Nubida spread his hands, "Compared with the New World, it is simply too mild."

He Xingwen's ominous premonition grew stronger.

Jin added slowly: "Although there are thousands of new civilizations, in fact, there are only a hundred or so left... The rest are probably extinct."

This sounds more brutal.

Jin organized the language: "As far as the origin I have just seen, in the past ten thousand years of fighting, conspiracy, and disorder, it has become a place full of conspiracy, deceit, violence, death, and blood. Colosseum."

Have you heard of raising Gu?

Put hundreds of different types of aggressive poisonous insects in a small jar, wait for seven to seven days, and the one that survives will be the most poisonous and aggressive Gu King.

Over the past 100 years, the New World, the outermost part of the mainland, has objectively created such an environment, in which more than [-] winners have been fought among thousands of civilizations, and the fight has not ended in fact—because the only winner The winner is still undecided.

Under such circumstances, the races that can occupy a place on the periphery of the continent may have belonged to a weak new civilization ten thousand years ago, but now, they have nothing to do with the weak.

He Xingwen's eyebrows twitched, and he suddenly remembered the Huan Clan who had already been in contact with the player, and the other new civilizations that had been in contact with the player one after another.

Nubida seemed to know what the king was thinking. The king frowned, and immediately took over the conversation: "Most of the little devils are in the New World, and they will pay attention to the player's situation."

Of course, if a shit-stirring stick of the player's level enters this chaotic place, if the devil doesn't keep an eye on it, who knows what big news the player can make?

Demons don't mind players fishing in troubled waters... After all, in essence, demons staying in the New World are doing the same thing.

I'm afraid that the players didn't plan to fish in troubled waters at all, but went straight to make big news.

When He Xingwen heard this, he also felt that his worries were unreasonable. They were players, players backed by the game's main console.

No matter how cruel the new civilization in the outermost part of the mainland is, it is just a slightly more difficult dungeon for players.

It is impossible for those new civilizations to do anything to players.

As soon as this idea came up, and the standard flag was set up, He Xingwen saw a familiar golden light extending from the main city, spanning the entire continent, and falling far away on the outermost area of ​​the mainland.

He Xingwen's gaze paused in that direction, watching the golden light come on, and then slowly withdraw, and he came to a firm conclusion: those new civilizations have attacked the players.

It's just that right now, the sudden storm in the outermost part of the mainland will not spread to the mainland, so no one knows about the changes in the distance.

Thinking of this, He Xingwen turned to look at Jin.

Jin slowly looked away from the distance, showing a regretful expression: "Player..." He considered his vocabulary: "They have further contact with those new civilizations."

What the hell did he see?

He Xingwen glanced into the distance, or in other words, what did those new civilizations do?

Nubida looked at the distance that cast his gaze towards them. He was not a great demon, and he couldn't see what was happening at the outermost edge of the continent from such a long distance.

"What happened in the New World?" Nubida glanced at Jin and frowned: "Is it related to the players?"

Jin touched his head, Nubida didn't hold back his hand, and just slapped his backhand, the sharp edge that could smash the boulder fell on Jin's hand without leaving any mark.

Jin smiled in a low voice: "It's not a big deal," and lightly brought the chaos in the distance, Jin mentioned another matter in a relaxed tone: "It's almost time."

Nubida was not fooled by Jin's understated tone, but his attention was indeed shifted from the New World to Jin.

"Even such a chaotic New World doesn't make you feel that you have an inescapable responsibility for all of this?"

Kim has no waves: "The world is on track, everything is better than I thought, and I'm glad I don't have to stay."

"The world doesn't need gods and great demons, they have new navigators."

The king of the Jin Dynasty nodded slightly: "Thank you for forgiving me, and I'm sorry I didn't accept it."

He Xingwen shook his head slightly, signaling that the other party did not need to feel sorry for this.

Jin glanced past the taciturn He Tong, and landed on Nubida: "Goodbye, my brother."

He wanted to say something, but in the end nothing was said.

Probably because he knew very well that for the little devils who had gone through the dark age and the fifth era alone, being abandoned again was not worth moving, and the long-overdue affirmation was meaningless to them.

The golden light shines from Jin's body, and with the exclamation of the players in the distance, it quickly burns away the remaining traces of Jin.

A seemingly wet ink mark fell back into the golden tattoo on the back of He Xingwen's hand inconspicuously, and this revived gold rule returned to its unused state.

The sky and the earth were gloomy, and the flowers that bloomed because of the great devil withered all the way, piled up on both sides of the road, and when the wind blew, they floated all over the earth.