This Game Is Too Realistic

no doubt.

These people are really crazy.

The highest unit price is not the maid dress, but a gothic dress with a lot of lace and intricate patterns.

The pure black tone and the translucent veil made the model who was trying it on look full of mystery, like a girl standing in the fog, and at the same time made the guests at the scene shout in disbelief.

The uncanny is not technology, and in fact it is not any particular technology.

Even its design style and concept can be found in the history of Renlian.

But like the maid dress, they are similar but not the same, a truly new thing, an original genre of art.

This is a bit surprising.

It's unbelievable...a refuge with a 3-digit number located in the inland has created more than 7 original clothing design styles!

Minimalism in color and complexity in form...interesting, just so interesting.

The dress with slits on the side is also pretty good. It highlights the figure, but the color is too bright. It would be nice if it was changed to white or silver gray.

I heard that these clothes are all handmade.

It's incredible! How did they figure it out?

I even now believe that the ancestors of Vault 404 were a group of artists...

There were surprised conversations in the venue one after another, and the faces of the people holding the placards were red.

The price doubled in no time.

Mole, who was standing on the edge of the venue, swallowed and couldn't help but complain.

Is it true that as long as white and black things can be sold at sky-high prices here?

Fang Chang's expression was a little subtle.

Well... there is another premise, you have to let the other party like you, or at least not hate you.

The robes of the Legion are black. Whether it is the Space Marine Corps or the Youth Army, they all like to hang a black cloak behind the armor.

Including their navy blue military uniforms, and black combat uniforms.

Those people's clothes are not flattering here.

After staying here for a day, he can clearly feel that supporting the alliance in Ideal City has become politically correct.

Even the people in the Endpoint Group had to beat around the bush when expressing their positions—We are not against supporting the alliance, but against the war itself, Look, I am also a person who raised my placard, why do you say that I Is it a running dog of the Legion?

Identify the needs and weaknesses of the other party, and use them appropriately without making the other party annoying...

Thinking of this, Fang Chang couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

As expected of a manager.

Even this step is counted!

Compared with clothing, the price of food auction is slightly inferior.

People here do not seem to care much about the value of the lot itself, but more about the cultural added value of the lot.

The cultural added value of food is difficult to perceive intuitively with the naked eye, and can only be experienced by taste buds after trying.

But even so, Irena's old godfather beef sauce still fetched a friendly price of 2000Cr.

And Mosquito’s Laokeng sauerkraut beef noodles took advantage of the large volume, and a box was photographed at 5000Cr... Although that box just looked like a lot, the weight was not much.

As for the Fun Qi biscuit, it was a hit, and only one box was auctioned for a sky-high price of 10,000 Cr!

Fang Chang secretly took notes on the VM, and planned to share his findings on the official website after he went offline for a while.

...The mainstream thoughts of the enterprise are hard to fathom. They are indeed more equal than most survivors, but there are also obvious inequalities. Compared with the legion, they can be classified as pro-foreign, but the xenophobia is also visible to the naked eye. visible.

The cultural tolerance of the local society is relatively strong, and products with high cultural added value are easier to sell at sky-high prices than products with high-tech added value. At the same time, professional combat players can buy high-tech products at a relatively cheap price here. Equipment. For example, the miner series exoskeleton, there is no contribution point limit here, but how to transport it is a problem.”

By the way, in Boulder City, you can sell bionic organs with sky-high 6-figure or even 7-figure prices, but only 5 figures are enough here. However, in different markets, the value of currency cannot be exchanged at a stable exchange rate. In conversion, it is difficult to compare the specific difference in purchasing power.

Suggestions for professional life players. If you have the conditions, it is recommended to open hot pot restaurants and ramen restaurants here. Once the alliance and the company reach a currency swap agreement, the Cr exchange window will open soon, and it may even affect the exchange ratio of silver coins and chips!

However, visas are a big problem. Only employees of enterprises are allowed to set up branch offices. Even if outsiders get work visas, they can only engage in specific jobs, otherwise they will be deported. You must be careful about this!

In just one hour, Fang Chang had typed out a strategy of more than 1,000 words.

Glancing at the stunned Mole beside him, he pulled the corner of his mouth.

hehe.

Fuck you to death.

...

The auction is over.

After the entire auction, the total transaction amount reached an astonishing 80 million Cr!

That's a quarter of the amount of business-to-alliance aid!

Compared with the 30 million aid for industrial facilities in the 300 million aid, the 80 million Cr is more than twice as high.

Shuyu got a list from the manager when he just returned to Dawn City from Boulder City.

Those are priority import items summarized by representatives of various industries based on the list of importable items provided by enterprises.

Including a hydrogen plasma melting production line worth 17 million Cr.

Different from the free arc, this technology branch belongs to the compression arc, which can not only melt metal materials, but also accommodate non-metal materials. It is mainly used in the melting of special steel, high-temperature alloys, and refractory metals.

More than that, the production process can also use water-cooled crystallizers to achieve sequential solidification of metals or alloys to obtain high-quality crystalline structures.

Although there are similar technologies on the earth, due to problems such as cost and immature technology, they are not widely used. Counting various types of metals, the global annual output is less than 30,000 tons.

As for the production line on the list, under the condition of sufficient supply of raw materials, the monthly output alone is enough to reach more than 50,000 tons, and the demand for labor is far lower than the production line imported by the alliance from Boulder City.

For enterprises, the obsolete old production lines and the production of consumer goods are also astronomical.

A brand-new plasma smelting production line is worth at least 50 million Cr, and if it is an energy-saving, environmentally friendly and overly active hydrogen plasma, the price can reach 100 million.

Even if it is second-hand, 17 million Cr is considered a friendly price.

In addition to the hydrogen plasma smelting production line, there is also a set of chemical industry equipment worth 30 million Cr, which can increase the production capacity of the alliance's current mainstream chemical products by 200%, reduce energy consumption by 30%, and reduce hazardous waste by more than 60%.

It is no exaggeration to say that with this 80 million donation, the total industrial output value of the alliance can at least quadruple!

At that time, the core contradiction that restricts the development of the alliance will no longer be production technology.

But resources!

But this is actually nothing to worry about.

Through the trade node of Boulder City, the Alliance can obtain half of the resources of Jinchuan Province.

And after the war in Luoxia Province is over, at least half of Luoxia Province will be included in the alliance's sphere of influence.

The resources in the desert are no less than those in the south. The unique climate conditions of the oasis can become a natural granary, and the great desert west of Luoxia is an endless civilized cemetery.

I heard that half of the sand blown from there is brown iron oxide, and the resource density there will be more exaggerated than the landfills like the Red River Alliance.

Of course, the premise of everything is to win.

Only by continuing to win will the snowball get bigger and bigger.

Restraining his shocked expression, Shuyu looked at Yue Qian who was sitting opposite him with emotion.

I don't know how to thank you guys enough... this funding means so much to us.

Yue Qian smiled lightly, and said with a pleasant face.

Compared with money, friendship that money cannot buy is more important to us. It is our honor to be able to help you, but... I still want to ask the residents of Ideal City, when do you plan to send troops ?”

The battle plan will be implemented after the supply line is completed, and it should be in mid-August if there is no accident... By the way, don't you know? Shuyu gave him a surprised look.

Regarding the attack time, the enterprise and the alliance should have communicated.

Yue Qian coughed lightly.

Mid-August? I've heard a bit, but the news is not accurate... The information between our different departments is not completely exchanged. The Yi Chuan who went to support you is directly responsible to the Supreme Council, and I am also .”

Shuyu nodded thoughtfully, and couldn't help thinking about whether his previous sentence was appropriate.

Yue Qian didn't say anything else, but ended the topic without a trace, and turned to curiously inquiring about the customs and customs in the southern part of the River Valley Province.

At the same time, Fang Chang, who was in the venue not far away, finally got rid of the son and rich daughter who were pestering him, and dragged the envious Mole to the rest area.

All the way, the Mole was complaining.

Damn it, I don't understand. I'm also a regiment commander after all. Why aren't you popular?

Regarding this question, Fang Chang thought about it for a moment, and then answered seriously.

Maybe it's...a face problem?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Mole exaggeratedly clutched his stomach.

Seeing this guy's exaggerated acting skills, Fang Chang laughed.

In fact, whether it is a regiment commander or an ordinary soldier, it makes no difference to such a person.

He knew very well that although being handsome was one of the reasons, it was more because of the sensational video of Ideal City and the almost legendary record.

Climbed in from the barrel of the 400mm main gun, and came out safe and sound, just like the hero in a popcorn action movie!

Of course, Fang Chang believes that if their managers come here to visit, those enthusiastic and beautiful girls will be even crazier.

Even ignoring the close-ups deliberately left for him, the persona who conquered the claws of death is unusual enough.

By the way, what is this?

Sitting down on the sofa, Fang Chang's eyes fell on the glasses on the side table, and he fiddled with them curiously.

The mole sitting beside him also showed an interested expression, rubbing his chin and pondering for a while.

It's a bit like the glasses worn by that NPC named Yunyou... Could it be some kind of smart connected device?

let me try.

Fang Chang put the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and fumbled with his index finger on the frame for a while. There was a slight tremor from his fingertips, which should have triggered a certain switch.

The light blue light particles quickly scattered into one piece, engulfing the surroundings like ocean waves.

Just when he thought it was some kind of AR effect, in the blink of an eye, he found himself standing in another strange world.

Yes.

He was standing, but he was still sitting on the sofa just a second ago.

Fang Chang raised his eyes and saw the warm sunshine shining on his face, and what he saw was the endless grassland.

The young grass tips floated gently with the breeze, swaying his bangs.

Unfortunately, the monotonous smell and distorted touch don't feel any real at all.

Even if the image that came into view has indeed reached the level of photography, Fang Chang standing on the grassland can still clearly feel that he is an empty model, and this body does not belong to him.

This feeling is completely opposite to Wasteland OL.

In the world of Wasteland OL, although everything has a filter, he can obviously feel that he is alive, and the NPC is alive. Even though he knew it was a virtual world, he could still feel that it was a living virtual world.

And here's the world.

It's more like being alive virtually.

But even so, it was enough to shock Fang Chang.

Awesome...

He squatted on the ground and touched the lawn, let go of his legs and ran forward for a while, wandering around like a child, his eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

I didn't expect to be able to not only play virtual reality games in my lifetime, but even play virtual reality games in virtual reality games.

What kind of infinite nesting doll is this?

Or is this actually an undeveloped map, or a game with a completely different style?

Just when Fang Chang was about to continue exploring, the touch from his arm interrupted his thoughts and also interrupted his link.

The whole world turned into light blue particles of light, like a broken jigsaw puzzle scattered into a fluttering butterfly.

Returned to the lounge.

Fang Chang, who was sitting on the sofa, was startled, and noticed the culprit who woke him up - the hand holding his arm.

Glaring at Mole, Fang Chang said angrily.

What are you doing, Lord?

Someone is looking for you. The Mole glanced to his left.

Fang Chang turned his head and looked in the direction of Brother Mole's line of sight, only to see a waiter in formal attire standing there respectfully.

Seeing Fang Chang looking this way, he said in a gentle voice.

Mr. Fang Chang, someone asked me to bring you a letter.

Fang Chang was stunned.

Letter? Who gave it to me?

Miss Li Shuyue, one of the guests at the party, said that she wanted to discuss something with you. This is a letter she entrusted me to send. While speaking, he took out a letter and handed it to Fang Chang.

After receiving the letter, before Fang Chang had time to open it, he felt the needle-like gaze behind him, and couldn't help shivering.

Looking back at the resentful Mole, he said with a slightly embarrassed expression.

How about...you go for me?

Rolling his eyes at the guy, Mole snatched the virtual reality glasses from him and put them on his nose.

Go away, go by yourself!

...

In the distant desert, a caravan is stationed in the endless wilderness.

Although it is theoretically more suitable for traveling at night, the desert at night is not safe at all.

The poisonous insects and beasts that crawled under the gravel during the day are now crawling out to look for food.

I heard that some large and ferocious arthropods have to avoid even the claws of death.

Sitting next to the bonfire, Zhandi was wearing a thick blanket, sitting opposite Adan.

Colway did not fully trust the merchants, and had privately told him that one of them must keep awake and take turns keeping watch.

Of course Battlefield would not object.

It just so happened that he also needed a chance to get in touch with A Dan alone, so he took the initiative to apply for duty in the middle of the night.

It can be seen that this Adan is also full of interest in him, so he took the initiative to come here.

What does the oasis in Luoxia Province look like? Zhan Zhan asked a random topic and started talking.

Poking the fire with a branch, Adan thought for a moment and said.

The vast expanse and the fertile fields are thousands of miles away. There is sufficient fresh water, suitable temperature, and abundant light. It is a rare fertile soil in this wasteland. Even if the local people do nothing, they can rely on wild melons and fruits to eat It's full...compared with the Bugra Free State, it's a paradise.

Adan squinted his eyes, looking at the silent sand dunes in the distance, as if caught in a distant memory.

After a moment, he said.

...But there's a war going on there, so you probably won't see it at its most beautiful.

Zhandi asked with great interest.

You seem to know it very well, is it because you go there often?

Adan nodded and said in a casual tone.

I have been doing business with Prince Winter of the Lion Kingdom for more than ten years. More than half of the elite of his army are armed by my caravan. I even know how many sets of exoskeletons they have.

Suddenly he may have realized the identity of this pangolin, and he immediately added another sentence.

Of course, compared to those feudal lords, it is more cost-effective to do business with the Legion... I really hope to have the opportunity to visit Triumph City in this life. I heard that there is gold everywhere and jewels all over the house.

Gold is not uncommon in the wasteland, but enough gold is another matter.

Zhan Di smiled inwardly, but didn't make any expression on his face.

He knew that the man in front of him was not really loyal to the Legion, but he happened to be neither.

At this moment, a gunshot sounded suddenly in the silent night.

The heart of the battlefield that was warming up the fire tightened, and quickly extinguished the bonfire, and at the same time grabbed the rifle that was placed beside it.

Adan on the opposite side was also nervous, but he didn't panic, and whispered in his mouth.

Type 11 cavalry rifle, rotary receiver, 7mm caliber...

His expression gradually became serious.

It's the lion king's patrol!

Field frowned.

Have we been discovered?

Adan shook his head.

No... The gunshots were at least 2 kilometers away. They should have encountered some other trouble, maybe it was a predator or something different.

whatever it is.

Now is not the time to hesitate.

The Warzone stood up, loading the Falcon assault rifle.

I'm going to wake up Coleway, you go and prepare to pack your things, we must move immediately.

No need, the sound of the horse's hooves was so loud, I woke up a long time ago...

Shaking his drowsy head, Kerway came out of the tent.

Gunshots continued in the distance, and he obviously heard them.

Gathering his mind, he looked at the pangolin and Adan who were waiting for the order, thought for a moment calmly, and then spoke.

2 kilometers, if those people are riding horses or camels, it is easy to catch up with us, even if we throw away all the supplies.

Adam frowned.

What is your opinion?

Coleway said decisively.

Lend me a few hands, let's go and have a look!

Since it wasn't him who found out, it meant that those people had encountered other troubles.

It is the safest choice to take advantage of the opportunity to eliminate them.

Adan nodded with a serious expression, and made a gesture with his mercenary leader.

You take eight brothers and follow our friends to the front to have a look.

The dark-skinned and burly man nodded slightly and said in a muffled voice.

Yes, boss!

The 9 caravan guards, together with Kerway and the pangolin, made up a formation of eleven people, and quickly moved towards the distant hill.

Coleway is also armed, with an Eagle assault rifle in his hand.

Judging from his experienced skills, he had obviously been on the front line, and he was probably an officer who started from the grassroots.

...This is different from the River Valley Province. There are very few bunkers in the desert. Remember to pay attention to concealment and fight against the reverse slope.

Hearing Kerway's instructions, Zhan nodded, maintaining his taciturn character, and replied.

Um.

Kerway no longer asked.

He believed that this man, who could even hunt death claws alone, would be no problem with just a few patrolmen.

A group of people touched the reverse slope of the dune, crawled on the ground, and carefully climbed towards the top of the dune.

The gunshots in the distance became more and more urgent.

In the flickering flames, the people crawling on the sand dunes vaguely saw a huge figure.

It was a huge earthworm.

Its body is as thick as a towering ancient tree, and the length of more than ten meters is only a section drilled out, and the half section buried in the ground is unknown.

Perhaps it was disturbed from sleep by those cavalrymen. It was twisting its huge body, like a flooding dragon, stirring up billows of dust and loess.

The Zhandi guy opened his eyes wide, and saw a dozen cavalrymen turned upside down by the monster, and one cavalryman was swallowed by a bloody mouth with his camel.

This wild monster is a bit of a beast.

Even if it is thrown into the wave team, it can be regarded as an elite evolutionary body.

However, Qingquan City is full of reinforced concrete, this guy may not be able to drill...

In just a few breaths, more than half of the cavalry was dead or injured. The captain shouted loudly and anxiously called his subordinates to get out of the monster's attack range.

Sandworms! The spirit of the sand sea is here...it's sandworms! Lying beside the warrior, the dark-skinned man was digging at the gravel with his right hand, his eyes were frightened.

Another caravan guard also cursed.

...Damn it, it turned out to be something like this. Fortunately, we didn't leave this area.

A guard frowned.

Something's wrong...how could those patrols not know that there are sandworms here?

The dark man thought for a moment.

Maybe they acted too hastily, maybe they haven't patrolled the area before.

Although the sandworm has a terrifying ability to destroy groups, its living range is relatively fixed, and basically it will not move its nest.

and……

This kind of huge alien species is not like those elusive man-eating ants. It is easy to identify its range of activities. It stands to reason that the people in the desert will not be attacked by this thing.

Listening to everyone's conversation, the Zhandi guy also felt a little unusual.

However, this is not what he needs to consider now.

The patrol not far away was galloping in their direction.

Kerway stared at the group of cavalry with a stern expression, and had already opened the safety of his rifle.

Everyone get ready, when they cross the forked cactus 100 meters in front of us, fire immediately!

yes!

The Fieldman took a deep breath and took aim at the group, hesitating whether to raise the muzzle an inch.

But even if he did this, it seemed meaningless. With a distance of 100 meters and eleven assault rifles, even if the output of one rifle was missing, it would be enough to smash those cavalry into a sieve.

The distance of hundreds of meters was fleeting, and at that moment the cavalry quickly ran in front of them.

At the same time, at such a close distance, the group obviously spotted them too.

Seeing the muzzle pointing to his side, the cavalry captain, who had just escaped from danger, had no time to catch his breath, so his face changed and he shouted loudly.

Wings spread!

In this case, there is no need to doubt the identity of the opposite party.

But it is impossible for any serious caravan to point their guns at them.

Almost at the same time, Kerway shouted loudly.

Fire!

Eleven rifles unleashed their firepower in unison, and the bullets fired instantly turned those cavalrymen on their backs.

In the end, the Zhandi guy didn't aim hard at the people, but lowered his gun and aimed at the camel.

After a burst of gunshots, nine cavalrymen fell off the camels one after another, leaving behind a pile of corpses.

After waiting quietly for a while, the dark-skinned man said in a muffled voice.

I'm going to see if there are any alive.

As he said that, he was about to stand up, but the Warlander stood up one step ahead of him, shook out the bayonet on his rifle, and walked towards the bottom of the sand dunes.

I am an awakener, let me come.

Kerway nodded and gestured to the caravan guards next to him.

Cover him.

The dark-skinned man nodded, without thinking too much, and lay back on his stomach again.

With a rifle in his hand, the Zhandi guy pointed at the cavalry captain who was closest to him, and approached carefully.

Through the thin moonlight, he saw the man's hand tucked into the waistband of his trousers, and couldn't help curling his lips.

Lowering his voice, the battlefield guy said softly.

Hey, I'm sorry for killing your mount, but I have my problems too.

If you don't want to die, you'd better lie there and not move.

In the darkness, those eyes were opened a crack, and the Zhandi guy could see the surprise and confusion hidden behind them.

In order not to make the person behind him suspicious, the Zhandi guy didn't explain, but pretended to stab him a few times, and then picked up the equipment on his body.

The man seemed to realize something, he didn't act rashly, he just pointed to his waist quietly.

The Zhandi guy glanced at it, saw that it was a flare gun, immediately understood what he meant, and tore off the flare gun.

After confirming that nothing was lost, he went to another corpse and recovered their equipment one by one.

Only nine cavalrymen narrowly escaped from the mouth of the sandworm, and only the captain survived in the end.

The Zhandi guys were in a slightly complicated mood, but there was no time to think about it right now, so they could only return to the sand dunes with their equipment.

Looking at Kerway, he took out the flare gun in his hand and handed it over, and said calmly.

This is the flare gun of the cavalry captain... I repaired each of them twice to make sure no one is alive. I recovered their equipment, and I suggest leaving here immediately.

When he said this, he was actually quite nervous, but fortunately, Kerway didn't doubt him at all, but nodded his head approvingly.

Taking over the silver flare gun, Kerway unloaded the flare inside and returned the gun to the pangolin.

This is your spoils, keep it.

The dark man at the side suggested in a muffled voice.

I suggest disposing of the corpse, otherwise it may attract the kingdom's patrol team.

Such a big movement, as long as the kingdom's patrols are not deaf, they will definitely notice. The nearby patrols are probably already on their way here.

He retorted calmly, and Zhandi looked back, Let's hand over the corpses of those minions to the alien species.

Kerway nodded solemnly, agreeing with the pangolin's point of view.

A patrol team is insignificant at all, the top priority is to return to the legion immediately, and no one from the Lion Kingdom can find out.

It makes sense, we must transfer immediately!

Looking at the group of people who disappeared on the sand dunes not far away, Andre, who was lying on the ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don't understand what happened...

But I seem to be saved.

After waiting quietly for a while, he struggled to get up from the ground until the sound of the camel's hooves came from far away.

Regardless of the gunshot wound on the leg.

He staggered to the side of the dead horse, and drew a golden scroll from the saddle.

After confirming that the scroll was still there and intact, Andre was relieved.

Naturally, he is not the captain of a patrol team, but the personal guard of His Majesty the King.

The coalition forces of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion have penetrated deep into the hinterland of the No. 9 oasis.

If the reinforcements cannot arrive, their fate may be the same as that of the honey badgers, disappearing into the rolling yellow sand...

With the support of faith and loyalty, he gritted his teeth, simply bandaged the gunshot wound on his leg, took off his luggage and carried it on his shoulder, and limped forward toward the north.

Time passed quietly.

The morning sun rises again on this land.

At the junction of the southern plains of the River Valley Province and the Luoxia Province, a team of about thirty people is slowly moving towards Qingquan City.

Twenty cavalrymen on camels guarded the carriage pulled by five camels.

It contained their ammunition and supplies, as well as a nobleman with a special status.

Riding a camel and walking beside the carriage in the middle, the middle-aged man wearing a turban raised his binoculars and glanced towards the east.

Seeing the lush trees and endless mountains in the distance, a trace of surprise floated in his eyes.

Slowing down and approaching the carriage, he approached the window and whispered.

Your Highness, the frontier is the boundary of the alliance.

The man in the carriage seemed to be lost in thought, and there was a soft reply after a while.

Well, let's hurry up, everyone.

yes.

The guard replied respectfully, kicked the camel, and accelerated to the front of the team.

Hegu Province is ahead! We are only 100 kilometers away from Qingquan City, everyone speed up!

The group speeded up and headed towards the plain on the south side of the mountain. Not long after, a settlement under construction came into view.

One by one containers are placed in the open space.

Topless people are busily unloading supplies from boxes and transporting them to the construction site not far away.

The man on the camel frowned, sped up and left the team, and walked to the side of the group.

Seeing the man on the camel, many people stopped what they were doing and looked at him curiously.

While directing the reconstruction work on the construction site, Ma Ban, the person in charge of the refugee camp, saw the situation in the west, frowned, and asked a construction worker.

What's going on over there?

A caravan came from the desert... It seems to be a caravan. They stopped to the west of us. I don't know what they want to do. Maybe they plan to do business with us?

Intuition told Ma Ban that things might not be that simple.

After thinking for a while, he remembered the woman that the manager gave him, so he ordered.

Call Teresa over here.

Yes! The construction worker nodded, and immediately ran towards the camp behind.

After a while, Teresa, who put down her work, followed the construction worker over.

Teresa is wearing stain-resistant jeans, a beige T-shirt, and a plain sun hat.

It has to be said that the living and working environment really has a great impact on a person.

It has only been two weeks, and she no longer has the slightest bit of royal nobility on her body. Except for her appearance and figure, she is no longer significantly different from other staff in the refugee camp.

Ma Ban didn't know her specific identity, and didn't ask the manager in detail, but said in a business-like tone.

A group of people came from the west. We are not sure of their identities. Maybe you can give us some advice.

Teresa nodded seriously.

No problem, leave it to me.

No nonsense, Ma Ban gestured and led her towards the west of the camp.

Looking at the man on the back of the camel, Ma Ban glanced at the team not far away and shouted at the man.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

The man on the camel was about to answer.

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on the face of the woman next to Ma Ban, and the constricted pupils instantly let out a murderous look.

He recognized the face!

Even if it was burned to ashes, he would still recognize it!

Theresa...

The hatred for the Falcon Kingdom made his eyes bloodshot, and he had no time to think about why he saw this face in this place.

Squeezing out the name from between his teeth, the man raised the gun in his hand without hesitation, and roared loudly.

The princess of the Falcon Kingdom! The people of the Falcon Kingdom are here!

The incident happened too suddenly. Although he didn't understand what he wanted to do, seeing him pull out his gun, the soldiers of the surrounding alliance also raised their weapons one after another.

for a moment.

The atmosphere at the scene is tense!

I really didn’t save the manuscript, I sent it out after I finished writing it, and I will update it after June 1st...