Break through the steam game library

Break Through the Steam Game Library Chapter 528

Su Xiangli planned to peel it off and make a cloak.

She has no experience and knowledge in this area, but relying on bloody killing techniques, the peeling step is completed very well. The blood stabs a piece of hula skin, rubs it with leaves to remove blood, and puts it directly on her shoulders.

What's next?

After devouring the bodies and souls of the armored soldiers, she obtained their language, and from their remains, she found a crude leather military map, a letter of transfer, and some soldiers' letters.

After reading the letter, Su Xiangli probably knew that this team of Tashi's heavy infantry was the rare elite in the entire Tuotin Empire-at least that compliment in the transfer letter.This time it was the Earl of CommScope Jinsui from a certain imperial capital who asked them to station in Durley County to suppress the local rebellious self-cultivating farmers, or "peasant bandits".

Su Xiangli is actually not interested in many of these. She just wants to gather a group of NPCs in the game according to what Director Jiang said, or to use Colonel Lin's words-the masses, and then begin to develop technology.

During the closed beta, as long as you can complete the first step to form a power, during the open beta, those researchers who are watching the live broadcast of the closed beta will rush in and leave high-tech matters to them.

There is no life limit for game characters. As long as the people in reality are still alive, in the past tens of thousands of years in the game, the characters are still the original appearance, so Pantech is actually the core gameplay of this game. There is a risk of death of the characters when charging into battle. The account number is only One is really gone if you don't cherish it.

The black hair monster has repeatedly advised Su Xiang to stay away from the game. Su Xiangli promised very well, but as soon as he entered the game, Xiaolu told her that the killing would be over. After some logical and rational weighing, Su Xiangli still intends to listen to Xiaolu's opinions.

But when it comes to climbing technology, Big Brother has taught a lot of theoretical knowledge, how to unite the people, how to adapt to local conditions, and finalize an action plan based on the background of the times. The first is to develop the economy, and then use culture to gather different people into a collective.

That is religion, Colonel Lin said without shy, if the lofty communist beliefs cannot adapt to the level of productivity at the time, then develop superstitious religion, do everything possible to tame the characters in the game, and treat them as human dignity. Individuals must also have the cold determination to consume them as tools.

Su Xiangli doesn't know how to invite people to buy people's hearts. For a minor, this skill is really difficult. Even after "professional learning", she grasped the so-called criterion-power.

The situation of each internal tester is different, and the think tank has prepared their own action plan for them. The road of Su Xiangli is a tyrant, an iron-fisted tyrant.

She doesn't need everyone to be grateful to her, it's impossible, even if it's a game npc, as long as people exist beyond the world and known by others, they will be resented for no reason.

There was a slight smile on Colonel Lin’s Fangzheng’s face. Su Xiangli still remembered that the mustache on his upper lip was covered with a faint white light. The place where they talked was the virtual entertainment management office under the municipal building in Zhenjiang District, Jiangsu. In more detail, that is the counseling room on the 16th. The decoration is quite simple. There are comfortable lounge chairs on the wall. However, Su Xiangli, as a soldier in the army, stands upright. Colonel Lin is standing by the door, the counselor. Sitting in the corner, a female scholar surnamed Liu made a ppt, explaining the action plan in the game.

Su Xiangli was a little absent-minded, of course she was listening to the lecture, but this kind of scene reminded her of the scene of the penalty station. On that sunny morning in elementary school, she used fake spiders to play tricks on Lu Zhengkang and was then disgusted by the English teacher. Tell the head teacher, the result is that the last class in the morning can only be leaned against the back wall of the classroom to listen to the lecture. She remembers every step.

I remember that guy, Lu Zhengkang, sitting under her nose.

"...After confirming that your BUG physique continues to take effect, you can retreat from the public's vision during the public beta period. Don't be constrained by the established basic disk. Our scientific research staff will help you complete the affairs of the territory. You can appear occasionally as a lord and pope. This step is very necessary..." Liu Xueshu is a petite young girl wearing thick engineering glasses. The audience exchanged their gazes, talking about themselves, but they looked very nervous.

Su Xiangli's body is sleeping in the simulation cabin, the virtual character walks in the poor mountains and the bad water, thinking about the memories of the psychological consultation room, and the memories in the consultation room jumping to the memories of elementary school.

The seventy-one-year-old math teacher who spoke weakly turned his head and saw Lu Zhengkang's head swaying, making faces at Xiao Su who was expressionless."...The area of ​​the circle is, Lu Zhengkang, for you."

"Pai Fang." The guy hurriedly turned his head and sprang up.

Pie is square, Su Xiangli laughed as he thought about it. Pie is pi, ah is the radius of the circle, square is quadratic, and pie is square.

At that time, she laughed out loud in the consultation room. Scholar Liu was stunned, and looked at Colonel Lin at a loss. Colonel Lin coughed twice, and spit stars splashed from the dark lips and jumped onto his mustache, reflecting The white lights on the ceiling are shining.

Su Xiangli still thinks it's funny when he recalls the spitting star at the corner of his big brother's mouth.

Jumping off a hillside, the woods are still connected to the woods, even if you jump to the top of the tree to look around, the trees are still sandwiched between the trees, the trees are densely distributed, the sky is gloomy, and the yellow sun radiates endlessly between the clouds. The light.

Su Xiangli is not in a hurry. She recalls her past a little bit. She hunts when she is hungry, and drinks water when she is thirsty. The animals that meet her are considered bad luck. Whether hungry or not, Su Xiangli will not let go of the flesh and blood in front of her. A living body with richness and soul.

The sky dimmed, and I lay down on the branches to sleep. Through the gaps in the leaves, I could see the infinite stars in the sky shining brightly. Lu Zhengkang, I don't know which star you are around now?

Su Xiang closed his eyes, the character fell asleep, and even her thinking fell asleep. When she woke up, the sky was still dark. It was the latter half of the night. The starry sky was obscured by a cloud of clouds from nowhere, and it was no longer beautiful.

In the early morning, it rained a little bit, crashed, crackled on the canopy, fell silently on the deep humus in the forest, dripped on Su Xiangli’s shoulders, and fell along the cloak. No matter what, her Shoes and hair are soaked.

One day trekking, ups and downs in the dense mountains, not knowing how far she went, she knew that she was walking in a straight line, so that in the evening, no matter how big the forest was, she walked through a small stream along the mountain. Su Xiangli saw a piece of simple green farmland in the distance. The farmland was undulating, and the paddles were vertical and horizontal. At the end of the farmland were simple wooden houses and thatched huts. These were farmhouses, distributed at the foot of a mound and covered with grass. At the top of the mound, there is a small stone fence, and a pointed roof pops up on the top of the fence, and there is a golden sunset on the roof.

Chapter 543 The Evil Woman

Su Xiangli strolled happily among the shoulder-high green rice paddies. The air was not so wet and sticky, but very refreshing.There were some shirtless women pulling weeds in the field, and their thin yellow legs were submerged in muddy water. This is the reason for the muddy legs. The women weeding saw the outsiders, so they stood up and hid behind the tall rice stalks. Looking secretly, they can't hide themselves. After all, they are quite tall, with an average of one meter and seven meters, even if they are squatting.

There are deep footprints on the ground Su Xiangli has walked on, and the fragile part of the ridge will be trampled down directly. When he continues walking, he sees many farmers in the field, all women.

She didn’t have the kind of joy of wanderers returning to the civilized world in her heart. After all, in her eyes, it was equivalent to primitive society. Her situation with these people and the appearance of these villages did not give her the slightest sense of sight. .

According to the plan designed by the scholars, Su Xiangli should be ready to perform at this time. Whether it's kind-looking, pretending to be a ghost, or some other way, he should communicate with the indigenous people and get close to the people.

But people stay in the wild for a long time, in fact, she talks less, and she is not an actor after all. Although there are a lot of dramas when facing her boyfriend, she is still too lazy to talk when she meets outsiders, which belongs to the socially passive category.

When she was a child, she was very cheerful, and she became introverted when she was old. Speaking of which, she doesn't give much nickname anymore.Life is less fun out of thin air.

Su Xiangli cheered up and decided that no matter what, he had to talk. This kind of trivial matter couldn't be done well, so what about forming a power?

She stood on the ridge, calling out the women in the ridge, "Is your village in front of you?"

"Yes, sir, where are you from?" The old woman responded with a dumb voice. She was wrapped in dirty rags, her skin shrunken, her body was insignificant like a mud puppet pinched by a child, her eyes were already It was thickly attached to gray eyes.

"From the forest, what is your village called?"

"We are County Dray, Boyue Town, not a village. Lord Lord’s castle is on the northern hill. Traveler, if you go to the Lord, then go. He is Boyue Baron Jinsui, Komp? Earl Jinsui’s sixteenth son, you can find him if you are looking for him. If you are thirsty or hungry, go to the tavern in the town for a drink."

"Old lady, you know a lot. I heard that Drey is fighting peasants. Does the lord have no means?"

"Yes, you are recruiting mercenaries. Listen to the voice. You are a girl. Be careful in the tavern. Don't talk to alcoholics. They are irrational. There are always many outsiders in the town. They are very bad and they do bad things. The sky is gone, it's gone."

"Okay, thank you, I'm going to have a look."

Su Xiangli was about to leave, and the old woman said again, "Girl, if you have nowhere to rest, you can find the southeast corner of the town. There is a fenced vegetable garden in front of the door. That is my home. You can find my son. He is an honest man, and he will arrange a place for you."

"Are you expensive this year?"

"Guigeng?"

"How old are you?"

"I am fifty-three this year." She is as old as ninety-three.

Another woman in the field shouted, "Mrs. Caitian is the oldest person in Boyue!" Her words made the other working women also snickered, and the rustling laughter was like the wind blowing through. The movement of blade friction in the paddy field.

They are all mud legs, all NPCs, and they laugh plainly and stupidly.

Su Xiang left to thank him, and went on. Boyue Town is very shabby. To her, it is already a good prosperous town for the locals. The village is in a wilting area with a humid climate. On the grass, the road is a dirt road. If there are more people walking, the soil will not grow grass. Poultry is raised in the farmyard, and there are large livestock walking on the street. The feces can be seen everywhere, and the smell is not smelly. Fortunately, the smell of the game simulation Taste is only symbolic, otherwise Su Xiangli feels that he will inevitably avoid this so-called civilized society.

It was getting dark. At this time, there were no pedestrians on the road. The cloth-armored guards started patrolling with torches. There were lively cheers and wine songs in the tavern. Su Xiangli walked into the stone-built house and pushed The wooden door was broken, and the tavern was lit, and there were many sloppy men, some were villagers, some were mercenaries, and merchants, each gathered into a group of wine bureaus.

Most of the people in the tavern have grayish-yellow skin like rotten wood, tall and strong, but there are also a few with yellow skin and red hair, thin physiques, and their clothes have delicate embroidery. You can see that they are expensive.

Su Xiangli's arrival was silent and did not attract many people's attention. She walked to the counter, and a drunk and delirious drunk was knocked on her leg by the big sword behind her, and she stood up and shouted at Su Xiang. Li is a fool without eyes.

"Why, depending on what I do, don't you apologize?"

"Sorry." Su Xiangli was very sincere.

"Apologize, hey, a woman, I don't entertain women here, are you the new hostess? Then you call the boss," the talking drunk wore simple leather armor, with a thin thorn sword pinned to his waist, greasy khaki Under his skin was wine-red, and the smell from his mouth was unpleasant, "How much do you cost? Accompany..."

Su Xiangli drew out the bloody throwing axe from his waist. There were idlers in the tavern making an onlooker, but none of them saw how the woman carrying the epee cut it. In short, the drunkard’s head flew up and the blue blood rushed. Rising three feet high, like bubbles rushing through a champagne cork, the drunk’s bewildered head hit the ceiling, then fell down, and hit the dining table. The dishes jumped up, and there was no small movement.