Compared with players who are actively preparing for war and preparing for soy sauce, the degree of differentiation between NPCs is obviously much worse. For the dwarves who dared to ride griffons and fight against the orc red dragon legion in the battle that year, the black dragon was just another target covered in a different color, completely unworthy of any fear. As for the Eastern Plaguelands in the far north, the warriors of the New Knights of the Silver Hand are still engaged in daily struggles with the undead wandering in the wilderness, and they also have no energy to distract from the war developing in the south. As for other NPCs running ordinary small businesses, there is nothing unusual about them. Even if you know, so what? Do you really have to rely on these guys, whose combat effectiveness is not as high as that of the militia, to run to resist the vicious intruders? Unless the flames of war burn above their heads, these ordinary NPCs will never leave the shelter of the city and use their lives to fight desperately for the future. But on the tribe sideor simply for many orcs, a new region means a feast of glory and blood, but who needs to obtain this will need to be washed away in battle. "Huhhuh" Under the watchful eyes of a group of bulky fellows, Calm and another smaller figure stood facing each other in two sections of the tribal-style fighting arena. "You are already a powerful warrior, Zhouyou! Caulm now agrees with this very much!" The stainless steel battle ax in the hand of the orc warrior has scorch marks on it, and there are obvious dents in many places. Although it is true that the attributes of the orc warriors are better than Zhouyou in terms of individual strength, the power of Savras makes up for this to a considerable extent - as a matter of fact. Being able to fight for so many rounds without ensuring that his weapon has not been broken is already a reflection of Calm's combat prowess. "I once said that there will always be a place for you in my army. Now are you going to challenge me and gain command of this army in the traditional way of the orcs?" "No, Colm, my friend ¡I am here hoping that you can help me train my incompetent subordinates on warriors. Although not all of them belong to the profession of warriors, I think there is absolutely no harm in tempering their will. " Zhou You hung the flaming war hammer back behind him. "Of course! Calm will never let his friends down. You can just leave them to me. If the soldiers brought by me, Calm, are not up to standard, then I will simply resign from Kor'kron! ¡± The orc warrior slapped his chest loudly. "Where are the soldiers that I want to bring to Calm? I can let them train with Kor'kron right away, and there will be absolutely no deviation at all -" "Is it finally time for me to appear on the stage? Get ready to welcome him. The shining meteor appears before your eyes, you miscellaneous fishes!" It's like responding to the expectations of the orc warriors. A wild voice sounded from the team behind you. "You are the one who wants to train me? You were beaten so miserably by this guy Zhou You. It seems that your power is just meager. It is really possible to exceed the height of my feet!" The first one is an ordinary speech, but in the end That modal particle was actually the result of Zhou You hitting him in the stomach with his elbow. "I'm sorry, this guy named Gu Jingchuan is a half-orc. He seems to have some brain problems" It's rare for him to show an embarrassed expression when traveling around. "If it falls into your hands, Calm, please don't skimp on training. If the noise really annoys you, just deal with it like this" Following Zhou You's gesture, five or six people rushed out from the team behind him. The team members skillfully pushed Gu Jingchuan to the ground, who was still shouting and screaming, and quickly dug a hole about the height of his neck and threw him directly into it. "Bury it in the soil, tread it firmly, and put it on the training ground for the orc warriors to act as an obstacle." With such a quick reaction, even Caulm, who had seen strong winds and waves, was stunned by what happened in front of him. for a while. But Zhou You doesn¡¯t seem to be so satisfied with his team¡¯s performance. "Xinfang, when you pressed this guy's arm just now, you didn't seem to be as smart as before. Did this guy take you and your good apprentice to Zhongzhou for a walk last night? And Dragon Rider, you dug holes His skills have declined since he joined the group. It seems that he needs special training! As for Tony" "He is indeed the person that Calm likes. It would be great if I could learn every skill. "Seeing Zhou You talking about his subordinates with sweat all over his neck, the orc warlord scratched his head.?, muttered in a rather loud voice. But then again, if he also has this kind of IQ, I¡¯m afraid he¡¯s not just a character that can be restrained by the Kor¡¯kron Guards, right? ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª Who will sigh the most when the version is updated? This has always been a troublesome question. However, regarding the three-day service suspension, Lu De is sure that those professional merchants will never feel any better - since the maximum item storage time in the auction house is 48 hours, and the official will obviously not be so kind as to stop the service during the update. Because of this kind of counting, wherever there is a mailbox in Demacia City, you can now basically see a group of unlucky people whose packages were torn by returned letters, and who also lost their storage fees. Although the storage fee is only a small fraction compared to some of the high selling prices, but well A copper plate is also money! And for some things, such as quite heavy materials, if the backpack is full, you will have to pay an extra fee to hire a carriage or other means of transportation to return them to the auction house "Huhu - bliss - ¡ª¡± When Lu De opened the door of his usual tavern, the scene that appeared in front of him was not only the usual bustle of people, but also a somewhat strange figure. "Don't you need to go out on patrol?" If the system time is correct, it seems to be ten in the morning. This should be the golden period for the urban management team to patrol the city, but a certain team leader with a mouth full of beer foam does not look like he is at work. "How is it possible? Even if I skipped work, no one would be able to find me here. Anyway, they" Miss Lingmeng's face suddenly turned cold. "In this case, I will take you back and tell the outside world that it is because I am chasing a certain illegal person. What do you think? As long as there is a legal reason, no one can control me, right?" " You are too loud." Lu De drew an arc from the corner of his mouth and motioned the other party to look behind him. ¡°You want to trick me into diverting my attention and then slip away. This method has ceased to be popular a few years ago¡ª¡ª¡± Reimu raised a mirror provocatively and flashed it in front of his eyes. Then his whole body suddenly tightened. "BaiWhy is Bavaria here! Isn't it working time now?" Boom! After a loud noise, the captain, whose body was still shining with the remaining holy light, drew a parabola in the air and flew beautifully from the entrance of the tavern to the stone road outside. "This idiot." Regarding the miko's act of seeking death, someone said that she deserved it - seeing the boss who skipped work actually yelled as if he was afraid that others would not know. Isn't this an obvious attempt to cause trouble? Furthermore. Bavaria's pettiness doesn't last a day or two. Only a guy with considerable courage and low IQ can do this kind of thing. "I just felt like someone was talking bad about me, young man." Bavalia suddenly pressed her body towards Lu De He stared for a few seconds, then sighed. "Forget it. Now that I've been recognized, it's better for me to retreat as soon as possible. Later you go see what's going on with the pile of non-burnable garbage outside. If you still pretend to be dead, take this and ask someone to deal with it. Or you can do it yourself, don't leave it there and ruin our official image" With the crisp sound of something being thrown onto Lu De's breastplate by the Paladin, the current top leader of Demacia City used The cloak was wrapped around his chin and he hurriedly disappeared at the back door of the tavern. "Okay, let's take a look at what happened to the non-burnable garbage" Secretly slandering the information held by the NPC seems to be a bit too advanced. At the same time, Lu De walked to the door of the tavern and looked outside. There is a smooth pit in the center of the smooth road, which is as deep as one person. The unknown object that was just blown out is now lying on the bottom of the pit in a state of sprawling, showing no trace of movement. "Oh - this is the masterpiece of the trainee witch named Liuliu, right? What a great use of everything!" The bronze dragon looked at the unknown object at the bottom of the pit with interest. "So, what should we do with this thing?" "Bury it." When the first shovel of soil fell on the urban management team leader, something that was pretending to be dead jumped away at a speed that would put a war horse to shame. He got up, quickly turned along the sidewalk and disappeared into the alley, leaving only the neatly shaped big hole in place. "Rise, she ran away." "Then let's go, Rose.""Anyway, if I remember correctly, the city's street appearance, including facility repairs and maintenance, will ultimately be blamed on the urban management brigade anyway" And it seems that Bavaria hasn't completely calmed down yet. "Let's gohuh? "Lu De's vision captured a certain figure under the lamppost. Although it was not a player or NPC he had seen before, the other party's eyes were always firmly locked around his body. It was a figure with long black hair. A woman with long hair, long bangs falling down from her forehead, covering her left eye. ¡°I can¡¯t meet you at this place and time, Mr. Riser. "The woman who didn't know how to hide her name slowly spoke. "Although it's a bit early to say this now, but I won't let you go to Black Wing Lair to complete your historical mission. It¡¯s not just you or someone else, but¡ª¡± A strong wind, common among buildings, passed by, and the air flow stirred up the target¡¯s bangs. What was hidden under it was not a normal pupil, but something like a dial. Its golden eyes seem to be able to breathe life into the unfortunates who stare at it (To be continued) ps: ps1: When I write about dwarves and dragons, I think of the five scum who were killed by muskets It's simply a shame. Ah. After all, Matigosa turned Fatty Bu into a refrigerator and it took a while before he was killed, right?