I save the world by summoning players to science

The surroundings became quiet in an instant, and even the elves who were the recipients trapped in the prison car looked astonished at the moment.

I believe that in the first half of life of these people present, I am afraid that they have never encountered such a "self-sacrificing" guy.

The slave trader picked his ears, and the original arrogance on his face was replaced by suspicion at this moment: "...Wait, what did you just say?"

Daydreaming only thought that the other party didn't hear clearly, so he repeated what he just asked.

At this moment, all the onlookers who hypnotized themselves must have misheard finally realized what was going on.

—Is this person crazy? !

The townspeople, who watched the matter from beginning to end, finally couldn't hold it back. Seeing that the question in their mouths was about to be blurted out, other people's sighs came from beside them.

"Damn, it's wonderful, it's really wonderful! I really didn't expect it to be like this!"

"As expected of you, daydreaming, to do this, is already worthy of your name."

"Sure enough, the sand sculpture game requires restraint in the sand sculpture gameplay, and I have been taught."

On this relatively quiet street, the sighs from the players were particularly obvious.Some words are spoken in the common language of the empire that they can understand, and some are spoken in dialects that they cannot understand. Very obvious.

I'm afraid I'm not dreaming...

Unable to understand why ordinary civilians insist on selling themselves to save elves without money, and why such absurd approach can still arouse admiration, the townspeople looked at the almost magical scene in front of them and closed their eyes hard.

...Don't say, these two people are an elf and an ordinary human. How do you look at these two species that can even be regarded as enemies? It doesn't seem like there is any close relationship that "makes people stand up and save their lives" ah.And judging by the elf's particularly consternated expression, it is estimated that the two of them did not know each other before this.

The slave trader claimed to have seen strong winds and waves, but looking at the daydream in front of him today, he still found himself a little too young.

Facing the scorching sight of daydreaming, he cleared his throat nervously, looked at this ordinary-looking, average-sized refugee in front of him, and after a while he stabilized his emotions and shook his head towards him: "No, just like you, Even if you take it out and sell it to your death, it will only cost ten silver coins."

"Ten silver coins..."

This number sounded like nothing before, but now, compared with the elf's starting price of [-] gold coins, the gap seems unacceptable.

"The production team of "God Killing" is poisonous. In other games, the player is the protagonist. Although it will be forced, the treatment is usually full. Just listening to the NPC's lines can make people feel comfortable. Put the feelings here , the first test and the second test players combined can't compare to an elf?!"

"No! I can never be so cheap!"

"Damn, it's too much. No matter how you cut leeks, you have to teach the basics. If you want to make money, you have to make me happy, the gold master father in the game?! Just look at what this NPC said. The production team is definitely not qualified."

"Is the relationship that I want to look so ordinary? Is the relationship that I don't want to look better. Obviously there are technical conditions, but if you open a face pinching system for me, I won't be so worthless now."

The townspeople next to them listened dumbly to the complaints of these players. Although they still couldn't understand some words, from the few words they could understand, these people were obviously very dissatisfied with the price of ten silver coins.

... Seriously, is now the time to care about this? The point now is not that your companion suddenly decides to sell yourself, you have to go up and persuade him at this time.

Just thinking about it, the townspeople saw those players making amazing remarks after they finished complaining.

"One of him is only worth ten silver coins, and if we are added," a player stood up, walked to Daydream and stood shoulder to shoulder with the other party, and said sternly, "As long as there are two thousand ten silver coins, the accumulated Less becomes more, and the last one can have two hundred gold coins."

"Do you support installment payment here? Why don't you release that elf first, and we'll go call someone now. I believe that soon, we will be able to collect two thousand people to sell themselves."

Some players who also wanted to do this task also stood up after hearing the words, saying that they were also part of the prostitution.

...Actually, to be honest, the number of [-], which is more than the first test and second test players combined, seems a bit bluffing, but as long as you say hello in the group, you can gather a hundred players, and everyone will come up and die together. Twenty times, isn't there an elf here?

And for a mission whose death rate is more terrifying than urban warfare, the rewards for the mission after the game should not be too stingy.

The players had a tacit understanding, thinking about the future quests, they turned their heads to look at the elves, their eyes were so hot that they could almost turn into entities.

In the prison car, the trapped elf met the eyes of the players, his lips were trembling and he was unable to speak for a long while.

Two thousand human beings sold themselves as slaves to redeem him alone, how could he...

Before that, he had never understood how "dangerous" the "outside world is dangerous" taught by the elder elves in the clan could be, and he also didn't understand how "we are valuable to humans" could he be How "worth it".In their Silent Forest, where value is not measured by money like in human society, even the elders in the clan can hardly use specific examples to make analogies to let them understand the value of elves to humans.

But today, after the astonishing example of "2000 people for one of him", he finally understood how dangerous the humans outside the forest would be to the elves after leaving the silent forest blessed by the God of Nature.

... Two thousand people, this can be counted as an army.Even the newborns in their clan this year may not be able to reach this number.

If he could have understood such an equation early back then, and understood how high his own value was, he would not have been so bold as to want to go to the periphery of the Silent Forest to see the outside world.

Listening to what the players said, the slave trader stood still, unable to speak for a long time.

"Two thousand people for one elf, are you sure?!" What came into his mind at this moment was not the slave business he was used to, because it was the first time he encountered such a thing in his life, and he couldn't help it because he was too surprised Ask aloud for answers.

Daydream looked at the other players standing next to him, watched them wink at him, and nodded: "Of course, but there is a prerequisite for this, that is, you must release the elf first, and there is this Two thousand people came to report in installments, divided into several batches to make up enough."

Of course, he emphasized "let the elf out first".

After all, not every player in the game will think about participating in the mission, let alone they don't even have 2000 people.The so-called installment payment means that the players who are in the hands of the slave merchants try to commit suicide, and then pretend to be newcomers and continue to sell themselves for the second time, one person selling more.

... To be honest, they are also a little worried that the slave merchants will renege on their debts after seeing everyone dead in the future.

The onlookers couldn't help standing together and whispering.

"Two thousand people, they actually plan to exchange two thousand people for one elf."

"No, can two thousand people in Columnari agree to become slaves?"

"No in Corunna, but they are all familiar faces, probably from nearby villages. But in an ordinary village, I don't know if there are two thousand young and middle-aged people."

The elf in the prison car finally couldn't sit still after hearing these remarks.

"Thank you, but no, I really don't need you to replace me. It was my mistake to rush out of the Silent Forest, so I don't need you to bear it." Before that, the captured elf had always felt that the forest was outside the forest. The human beings in the past are very evil, but now, looking at the human beings who vowed to become slaves to save him, such thoughts finally dissipated.

He recalled the teachings he had received, looked at these kind but silly humans, and finally admitted his mistake of not listening to the words of the elders, and began to reflect on his own problems.

... You know, before he walked out of the elf forest, some elders who noticed his little tricks warned him meaningfully, but in the end he regarded it as a deaf ear, and it went in one ear and out the other.

"Is that possible?" Listening to the other party's words, there are players who have played too many games and are too keen to see this. They are afraid that the mission will fail and eventually make themselves miss such a destined mission. "Don't worry about staying in the prison car. We'll replace you soon."

The elf who wanted to escape back to the elf forest countless times before did not want to leave the prison car for the first time, and refused: "No, I won't go, don't talk about it, I will never leave here no matter what."

Looking at the communication between the two parties, the onlookers were in a daze for a while, but fortunately the slave trader quickly regained his sanity, and said to the group of players who insisted on selling themselves: "Okay, okay, don't think about it." The accumulation of 2000 people is a lot, and it is impossible for me to agree to change."

Daydreaming, he recalled the slave trader's previous sentence "the starting price is two hundred gold coins", and asked, "Do you feel that you have lost money? How about three thousand?"

"As long as you can agree to release him first and give us time to pay in installments, three thousand is not out of the question."

To be honest, this is the first time a slave trader has encountered such a person who is eager to sell himself into a slave.In the past, who could be so relaxed and happy after knowing that he was about to become a slave, and if the tempered ones became stubborn, they would all wish to die to show their ambitions.

"It's not a question of not enough people," he said for the first time in the slave business, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. "It's because there are too many people. I can't buy so many slaves at once. Otherwise, I’m afraid it will fall into my hand later.”

Of course, there is also the problem of eating and drinking on the way.Sending these slaves to other towns is also a big expense.But the slave trader didn't go into too much detail, after all, in his opinion, it wasn't necessary.

"How could it hit your hand? We will find a way to die and return to the birth point soon." Some players were a little anxious when they heard the words, and blurted out the words immediately.

Fortunately, the NPC can't understand the term birth point.

"Is that so?" Daydream lowered his head and continued to think about countermeasures.

It was also the first time that the slave trader encountered such a person who was frustrated by his failure to sell himself, and his face twitched: "Yes, that's it."

"Does that mean that as long as there are not many slaves, this business can continue, right?" Daydreaming seized that thought, looked up at the other party with glowing eyes, and began to sell himself, "Really, Although it may not look like it, I am actually a pastor of a church. Look at my craft, can it add some value to me and sell it for a good price?"

"I know I can't see enough alone, but I actually know some other priests who voluntarily sold themselves." Daydreaming said, casting a holy light spell on the slave trader.

Seeing this, the players next to him became active again.

"I'm also a pastor, how much can I sell now?"

"And me and me, don't look at me like this, I'm actually a wood magician. Don't say anything else, farming is a must."

"I'm a water magician, and I know a fire magician who will definitely sell himself voluntarily. Take me and him, you can cook and do laundry, and you won't be afraid to live in the wild in the future."

"Boss, look at me. I'm a fighter. I know basic combat skills. I'm never afraid of death when fighting on the battlefield."

In the teachings of the Holy See of Light, the priests and nuns in the church will dedicate themselves to the God of Light from body to heart, and they will all belong to the God of Light.Although the priest in front of him was not standing in the church, just by looking at the other party's holy light magic, he could know that the other party must have already belonged to the gods.

...Only the God of Light has the right to control priests and nuns. If he really treats these priests as slaves to buy and sell, isn't he telling others that he is comparing himself to the God of Light and is blasphemy? !

The slave trader began to panic.

"Sell it or sell it, I won't sell this elf to you, you just give up on it." Fearing that the players would say any rebellious suggestions later, the slave trader turned his head and ran away like he was running away. .

"Hey, don't run away." The players were very disappointed, seeing the back of the slave trader going away, they could only temporarily give up the plan of selling themselves.

They stood there for a while, and eventually scattered in all directions.

Of course, this is not to say that they gave up on this mission in the end, but because of the strength of a large number of people, they decided to go offline and go online to discuss with others how to complete the pre-quest to redeem the elves.

After the players scattered and left, many townspeople remained in place.

They recalled the self-recommended words of these people when they showed themselves, and felt that the filter in their hearts was shattered.

"...It is true that the wood magician is a master of land cultivation?"

"The Holy See of Light is actually so poor that the priests who have learned the magic of the Holy Light can only sell themselves. This... this..." He probably wanted to ask "Is there a future for believing in the Holy See of Light", but thinking about the terrifying God's punishment, finally held back this sentence.

"A fire magician cooks with fire, which sounds surprisingly reliable."

On this day, the reputation of the Magic Union and the Holy See of Light were brutally persecuted.

……

In the "Mrs. Fanny Guardian Association" group, players who are offline for help gather here, waiting for the assistance of other wealthy and wise compatriots.

...In fact, after the number of players gradually increased, these players began to prefer to seek help from other players who had game accounts and entered the game in the group rather than in the forum.There is no way, the game "Killing God" will show players a show operation from time to time, and ordinary netizens who have never played the game may really find it difficult to come up with any constructive suggestions.

[Brother Meng, help me.I met an elf with a mission on him, and the precondition for the mission trigger was to redeem him from the slave trader.But he is worth two hundred gold coins. Does anyone have any other good ideas? 】

Daydreaming, who was also in the group, added by the way.

[Of course, if there is really no other way, we may have to find a way to disperse ourselves and sell ourselves to other slave traders. One person sells himself, the other collects money, and two partners pool the money. That's how to get enough money for two hundred gold coins. It is still a little difficult to watch.I would like to ask if there is any other method, I hope it can be faster and more efficient than this. 】

Although this time is a popular time for players to play games at night, due to some personal reasons, some people are still not online and see the group messages.

[Don't talk about daydreaming, your plan is very symmetrical with the plot given by the game. I think selling yourself to make money is a perfect plan. 】

[The mission takes me one, I have to sell myself for the mission! 】

Daydreaming and looking at these players' replies, he has no problem with task sharing. After all, a few people resell back and forth, and one person sells hundreds of times. I am afraid that he will save money until the year of the monkey, but he still thinks it is a little bit to earn two hundred gold coins by selling himself. Too reluctant.

[It's feasible, it's barely feasible, but how should I put it, the main reason is that I've sold myself too much, and I'm afraid that NPCs will also realize that something is wrong.After all, the slaves bought back could not survive one day, and they were thrown away every day. What if people began to feel that the evil door would no longer do business in Corunna?If possible, I still hope to discover some other perfect solution. 】

At this moment, a magician player suddenly made a sound when he saw this.

[Two hundred gold coins, I heard in the Magic Union that the group of magicians wanted to buy a scientific plane, and then study how the plane goes to the sky.The magic guild is rich. Before the magic holy lamp broke, you can buy it as soon as you buy it. Everyone knows the principle of the plane taking off. If it doesn’t work, it’s just a matter of Baidu. Oh this money. 】