"Come one by one, don't be in a hurry!"
The players in Yihong Tower formed a long queue, and the flower stand where they usually played the piano had long been turned into a temporary desk, where the inner disciples were busy recording the list of names.
Just as the words spoken by the players will not be heard, those strange and varied IDs seem to be the same as normal names in the eyes of the NPC, and there is no doubt.
For such a convenient and weird phenomenon, Han Dongwen can only attribute it to causal factors such as game design.
Those registered players excitedly looked at the inconspicuous line of small words on their panels, and smiled with joy:
[Named disciple of Hanying Sect]
Of course, this line of text alone is nothing to be happy about, but what this line of text represents is that the Hanying Sect's sect supplies and techniques are now open to them.
Today's players don't have much money and have basically spent it all. It is no longer realistic to go to Tianying City to buy supplies.
As for the military exploits they earned on this battlefield, they originally had to wait until they returned to their sect to exchange them for supplies and skills, or go to the National Military Department to exchange them for pay. Now they can only squeeze them in their hands. Standing, nothing can be done.
But it's different now. In other words, with this line of words, Han Yingzong suddenly became the players' bridgehead in Tianying City.
Players from any sect can spend the battle achievements given by the National Military Division here in exchange for the scarcest supplies.
Not only that, it’s equivalent to having a lot of cool ice and snow special effects skills out of thin air that you can learn and earn!
The excited players waved the battle medals issued by the Chinese Army, or rushed to the library of Han Yingzong, or moved to the upper floor of Yihong Building to buy tonics. They all breathed a sigh of relief and looked happy. .
The happiest person was Han Dongwen.
The essence of military merit is payment, which is not paid during the war but can be exchanged after the war.
Players use their military exploits to return to the sect to exchange for martial arts items, but the last step is still for the sect to report these military exploits cards to the National Military Department in exchange for pay and silver.
This is money, neither gold nor silver, but money that is guaranteed to be exchangeable.
As for the window that Han Yingzong has opened for them now, the proportion of items exchanged for war merit will naturally be discounted by a few points. Even if it is only 10%, with so many players here, the profit will be considerable.
"Sect Master, are the medicine supplies in our sect enough?" Han Dongwen asked sideways.
Yang Kai smiled: "My Han Ying Sect has been standing in Tianying City for more than ten years, so we still have this foundation!"
"That's good."
Han Dongwen nodded: "After taking back the battle merit at a discount, please ask the sect to report to the Third Division in exchange for salary, so the disciple will not make this trip again."
You can earn a lot of money that is visible to the naked eye, but after all, the medicine is still Yingzong's medicine, and the exercises are still Han Yingzong's, not Han Dongwen's, so the bulk of the money earned must still go to Yang Kai.
Of course, Yang Kai is not a short-sighted and contemptuous person. He will not lick his face and swallow all the personal benefits that should be given to Han Dongwen.
Han Dongwen turned his head to the other side and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Bu."
Standing next to him was Bu Qianqian. The acting boss of Yihong Building heard that he was back and was pulled in to help before he could report anything. Now he finally had some time to rest.
She smiled: "As for Mr. Gu, Qianqian and the girls in this building depend on you and Han Yingzong to live their lives. It is of course Bu Qianqian's duty to help take care of them when you are away."
Thanks to Han Dongwen's instigation, the Han Ying Sect was able to "chigu" the Yihong Building in Tianying City. After knowing that he would have meat to eat with him, Yang Kai naturally would not refuse to take care of him and said at the side:
"My dear disciple, just don't worry, Miss Bu is very considerate, and with the Hanying Sect under your protection, you, the owner of Yihong Building, will not be held accountable."
After hearing this, Han Dongwen naturally thanked him repeatedly and felt happy.
The person who contracted the Yihong Building was the Han Ying Sect. Yang Kai clearly meant that even if the Yihong Building did not manage well in the future, the clan would pay money to pay the tax revenue of the Jin Division, so there was no way to hold him accountable.
While they were talking and laughing, they saw Brother Yun, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, running hurriedly from outside Yihong Building. He was out of breath and finally stopped in front of Yang Kai:
"Zong, sect leader, reinforcements are coming!"
"Reinforcements!"
Yang Kai perked up, glanced at Han Dongwen reflexively, and immediately asked Brother Yun: "Do you know which reinforcements are from?"
Brother Yun swallowed, tried to calm his tone and said:
"You must have never imagined that the people here are actually from the National Finance Department!"
National Finance Department!
Yang Kai suddenly clenched his fists, and Han Dongwen, who was standing beside him, only showed a confident smile:
"How? Why would a disciple say such arrogant and reckless words? The sect leader might as well organize this group of newly named Hanying Sect disciples, and let the disciples lead the team to the front of the formation to find out what's going on."
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On the city wall in front of the formation, Tantai Ming frowned as he looked at the scene below the city in front of him.
The life-threatening offensive of the West Asian trainers had almost subsided, and the shouts and firelight of the charge disappeared from the Bailan Peak in the night.
Outside Tianying City, there were corpses of Yin beasts and West Asian trainers.
Apart from these, only the officers and soldiers of Simeng who had resisted tenaciously were left. They were tiring and quietly preparing their weapons and objects on the spot, as if they had gradually become accustomed to this dead battlefield.
The dead and unyielding instructors, and the crazy Yin beast.
This was different from any battle Tantai Ming had fought before.
"Lord Gongsun, how are you?"
Gongsun Changzheng's figure has returned to the city from the position. Not only did he take care of the officers and soldiers of the National Law Department, but also to satisfy his curiosity, he had to study in detail how these soldiers survived.
Perhaps this is the academic curiosity of scientific research talents.
"It's a spell."
He said concisely and concisely: "At least, the reason why those soldiers are dead and not frozen is because there is only one corpse after death, all controlled by the same person's magic."
"Spell..."
Tantai Ming pondered, trying to understand what Gongsun Changzheng said: "You mean, after these soldiers die, they will be controlled like puppets?"
"Not a puppet."
The person who answered Tantai Ming was not Gongsun Changzheng, but an immature, child-like voice.
Tantai Ming turned around, and a little boy appeared in front of them. He was wearing a short white scholar's robe. He looked like a little book boy in a school.
"Master Liu Cheng, Gongsun and I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Tantai Ming nodded slightly in greeting, and Liu Cheng showed an innocent smile: "Master Tantai leads his troops to serve the country. Naturally, the Jinsi is not to be missed."
Neither of them were close friends. After some pleasantries, Tantai Ming quickly picked up the conversation again:
"Master Liu said he is not a puppet. What do you think?"
Liu Cheng looked outside the city: "I have tentatively understood some of the situation. I asked strangers to go outside the city and use them as targets to lure the dead instructors. Master Tantai's plan is really good."
He paused and smiled: "Is it true that Yiren will not die?"
Tantai Ming sighed and leaned against the city wall and raised his head: "I found out today. Earlier, the army tried several strangers, and they all miraculously walked around the world again the next day. It seemed that only half a day after death, they appeared again. Working again after sunrise is really... too weird."
"It's almost sunrise."
As Liu Cheng spoke, he returned to the table behind Tantai Ming and looked at the terrain map with concentration.
The small command room of these three lieutenants once again became silent.
The east is white.
The sun pierced the snowy night sky like a needle, and the dark night turned into a light blue like a gem.
Daybreak.
"Fuck, alive!"
The small guest room in Yihong Building, which was originally empty, suddenly burst into cheers.
That was the player who originally died outside the city, and finally regained the power of the game in the light of the sunrise.
They took a deep breath of the cool morning air and kicked open the guest room door with pride.
The next second, he was surrounded by Han Ying Sect's inner disciples and handed over their name cards:
"Can you, the nominal disciple, get to know this stranger?"
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