The Warm Woodland is located at the southern foot of the "Broken Ring" of the Iron Chain Mountains. The terrain is gentle, the water and soil are fertile, and it is rich in fruits. It is an excellent land, comparable to the Happy Plains in the Kingdom of Salamonro.

There are many orchards in the forest, which are divided into two types: state-owned and private. Private ones are generally owned by nobles, and a very small number of them belong to the rich. Fruits produced in state-owned orchards are generally used for export in exchange for foreign exchange.

As well as various scarce materials; the noble orchards are used to meet the needs of the family; while the rich are bought and sold domestically, or smuggled to neighboring countries. Although there are no restrictions on the sale of orchards, I have never heard of anyone willing to

I bought it from my own orchard - if it were you, do you think golden eggs are more valuable, or a chicken that lays golden eggs?

Due to the weak supervision of relevant departments, the output of state-owned orchards is small and the water is not enough. The fruits are often not as delicious as those of the other two orchards. Therefore, gourmets from all over the world should increase their evaluation of Orquila fruits. By the way, regardless of whether

No matter how small the official position is, as long as it has something to do with fruits, there will be many people rushing to do it because there is too much oil and water in it.

During the "Doomsday Confrontation", all the orchards were destroyed by alien creatures. The Orquila fruits that can be eaten today are all produced by magic and are very expensive. This is only in this country, and even richer people abroad.

Can't buy it either.

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Following the restoration of "China" and the opening of the undead race, another piece of good news broke out on the official website of "Qiankun" today - "Good News" players have put together the national artifact "Statue of Liberty" after much hard work and it has been officially completed.

The mission of national restoration. The ships from the Antarctic continent back to the "Gospel" continent will set sail one after another from now on, making the players of "Sand Palace" envious and jealous.

But this good news is out-and-out bad news for Qingyi. The conflict with the living players seems to be imminent. However, our bone tyrant cannot think too far for the time being. He discovered

He is facing a dilemma: Although Hades has broken into the village many times and killed people, the Orquila people are not idiots. They have gradually evacuated the surrounding residents and implemented a strategic plan to clear the country. In fact, Hades has not been captured for a long time.

"Ah, I was a little overconfident before...if I hadn't gone to Osgilia to harass me, it seems that the defense wouldn't have become so tight? However, you still have loopholes."

It was just after dinner and the sun was setting in the west. Qingyi was standing outside a small town, frowning and observing the town. Unlike the unknown living dead town last time, this town was still somewhat famous.

, named "Warm Town" because of its proximity to the warm woodland, it is home to many businessmen specializing in fruits. Every year, many fruits are sold from here to various countries in the mainland. From a financial perspective, this town has a very high strategic position.

.

"Osgilia is a city with laid-back folk customs. It cannot tolerate outsiders without money at all. Even if nearby villagers come, they will be regarded as country bumpkins. It is impossible to arrange a place to take them in. In this way, the evacuated people

Villagers will be arranged to various small towns..."

("The host is talking to himself again." Xue Duodao)

"In addition, the cozy town is an important town, so the Orquila people will not evacuate the townspeople, but will gather a large number of people to protect it. If all the people in the town are killed, maybe it will be better.

Do you need to sweep two or three small towns?" Qingyi sighed: "The question is, how to get in? It's probably not possible to enter from the front, after all, even the town gates are closed."

"How stupid!" Xue Duo interrupted: "There are so many of them, they have to eat, right? There will definitely be a food transport team coming in and out. When the time comes -"

Qingyi sighed: "That's why they limit the time of entry and exit to after morning and before evening. This time belongs to living creatures. Once undead creatures appear, they will slowly dissipate in the sun. In other words, I

There is no way to take advantage of that opportunity to break in. I know what you want to say. You think I can sneak in as a human, right? The problem is...the other party will definitely arrange sacrifices at the gate and treat everyone who enters.

Make strict inspections. I can hide it from ordinary people, but I can't hide it from the priests."

"What does it matter if it's a frontal view? Even if there are no other skeletons or living dead, just send your knight brother to open the city gate, right?" Because the sun stretched the shadow extremely long, Xue Duo was able to stand up and dance.

"What happens after you open it? Are you beaten to death with sticks?" Qingyi rolled his eyes: "The door panel is bolted with iron bolts. Although Hades can use [Hell Charge] to knock it open, the impact will be

To offset it, there is no way to escape. Well, I remember when I was on the small slope of Essinger, I used zombies and skeletons to offset the [Group Charge] of the Necromancer Knight. By the way, Xue Duo."

"Huh?" a voice came from the shadows.

"You are actually quite smart, how could you suddenly become stupid?" Qingyi said with a smile.

Xue Duo was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Nonsense, I don't know how smart I am! I've always been -"

boom!

Qingyi quickly turned his head, only to find that the town gate had disappeared and was filled with smoke and dust. It was as if it had been forcibly blasted by explosives! What the hell is going on!!!

Someone is helping me?

Who is it?

Now is not the time to be in a daze. Opportunities are always fleeting. Seeing that some guards have gathered at the city gate, Qingyi temporarily suppressed the questions in his mind and let the underworld move forward at full speed! The Necromancer Knight launched [Hell]

Charge], one person and one horse rushed into the town like rolling rocks on the mountain, crushing them fiercely.

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Cozy town.

The elites mobilized by the Leiyun Independent Regiment are acting as guards in this small town. Under the supervision of Second Battalion Commander Gao Fei, they dare not slack off at all. Although it is dinner time, the handover time has not yet arrived, and they also

I could only endure my hunger and stand up straight.

"Cough, cough..."

As soon as they heard the cough, the guards knew that it was Bishop Pooh, and immediately saluted him: "Your Majesty the Bishop!" Although there was a vague intention to exclude the Holy See, the guards didn't care so much. They were from the military and only knew how to respect him.

A hero--Although Bishop Pooh is frail, he can come to guard duty with the guards every day even though he is sick. With this kind of resilience, he can be called a "hero".

"Ahem, is there anything unusual today?" Bishop Pooh smiled gently and sat in his exclusive seat. This place is only five or six steps away from the door. If anyone comes in or out, there is no way he can escape his eyes.

The leader of the guard said: "Everything is normal! But Sir Bishop, you just had dinner, why did you come back again?"

"Seeing the villagers falling ill one by one, I have a bad feeling. If only I knew medical skills." Bishop Pooh folded his hands on his knees: "Where is Battalion Commander Gao Fei?"

"He..." The guard leader looked troubled and hesitated.

Bishop Pooh shook his head and said with a smile: "I understand, he must have secretly gone back to take care of his wife. Ahem, it seems that the battalion commanders under Captain Stitch do not abide by military regulations, ahem."

Being told this, the guard leader was embarrassed: "Are you angry?"

"You said, is one person's life more important, or the lives of a group of people?" Bishop Vinnie asked with a smile on his face.

"Of course it's a group of people!"

"Then what Battalion Commander Gao Fei did is wrong. He only values ​​his wife but ignores all the residents of the cozy town."

The guard leader groaned and said quickly: "Why is this the same?"

"People are selfish and will save their relatives first in dangerous situations. Well, let me ask you again... Which life is more important, a king or a group of soldiers?"

"Of course he is the king! Every soldier must serve the motherland and be prepared to sacrifice for the country and the monarch!"

"The king represents the will of a country, and his life and death maintain the fate of the country, so the king is more important? This is to use identity and status to determine the value of survival. So, between a rich man and a group of poor people, you also choose to be rich

People survive, right?"

The guard leader waved his hands repeatedly: "How could it be! Don't poor people deserve to live? I hate those rich people the most!"

"The king should live, but the rich should not be rescued... Why, cough! Why do you choose different answers to two essentially the same questions? Aren't money and status linked? Isn't the king a country?

The richest person in the world?" Bishop Vinnie always had a smile on his face, even when he coughed.

"This...ah, this..." The guard leader choked a few times, unable to speak.

"Let me ask you again... Well, whose life is more important, an old man or a group of children?"

The leader of the guard hurriedly said: "Child! The old man has lived enough. He will definitely give up the chance of living to the children with dedication! Children still have endless hope, and their future is limitless!"

"So... what about an old man and a group of old people? Does it matter if both parties die together? Ahem, if your father is on one of the two sides, which side will you choose?"

The guard commander was mute.

Bishop Vinnie wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and asked again: "Whose life is more important, a good man or a group of death row prisoners? Whose life is more important, a comrade or a group of enemies?"

This time, the guard commander did not blurt out, but frowned and thought carefully.

"Have you noticed...Human life is precious, regardless of race, nationality, ancestry, skin color, age, gender, status, status, property...ah, all lives are placed on the balance of the Lord and Death.

All are equal. When we make life and death decisions, we use human standards, not the Lord’s standards.”

"Equality? This..." The guard commander was a little confused: "But, I heard someone say before that the 'divine right of kings' is recorded in the Bible, and God gives power to the king..."

"In the same land, some people can only see mud, while others can see the sweat of farmers. The Bible is just a book that records the words of the Lord. Everyone has their own set of opinions on how to understand it.

"What I stand for is that 'all people are created equal'. Even if he is a sinner, as long as he sincerely changes his mind and starts a new life, he will still be able to receive, ahem... be forgiven at the final judgment and ascend to the kingdom of heaven." Bishop Pooh smiled gently.

Tao, his eyes were filled with sincere compassion. At this moment, his smile could rival the stars in the sky.

The guard commander was so moved that he almost knelt down in front of this gentleman. His tone was more respectful: "Your Majesty, after listening to your teachings, I understand a lot of things! Can I also believe in religion?"

"Of course. We are all children of the Lord, and we are all bathed in His glory." Pooh nodded, his eyes flashing with wisdom. He is just a human, but his words have accumulated centuries of experience.

Is wisdom given by God?

"So, should those undead creatures also be respected?" The guard commander suddenly asked, out of nowhere.

Bishop Pooh's face froze and his smile disappeared: "No, they are the only exception. Cough, cough...Things that have lost their lives long ago do not need to be respected at all. Their salvation is to be completely purified, otherwise they will not be able to survive.

The living will also become their companions.”

boom!

The guard leader's expression changed and he threw Bishop Vinny to the ground.

I don’t know why, but the door was blown into countless pieces, flying everywhere! Everyone fell down one after another. A few priests who were slow to react were not taken care of by the soldiers. They were caught off guard and had many broken pieces of wood nailed to their bodies, stained white with blood.

The pain caused him to gasp in pain, and one person even fainted from the pain.

"Sir, are you okay?" The guard leader quickly stood up and helped Bishop Pooh up, regardless of the palm-sized piece of wood stuck in his thigh.

"Cough, cough, the door has been opened. You tell people to block it quickly...the enemy is about to attack! Cough!" Bishop Pooh spit out a mouthful of blood. It was not that he was injured somewhere, but that he was wearing half-armor.

The leader of the guard pressed down, and the internal injuries caused by the mysterious man's sneak attack a few days ago recurred...

After all, he had received strict military training from the independent regiment. The guard leader also knew that the military situation was urgent and had no time to waste time. He quickly shouted and asked the soldiers to move things to block the gap created by the bombing. In desperation, even Bishop Pooh's chair was moved.

It's past.

Then... a black and yellow knight carrying a heavy death aura knocked several soldiers flying left and right, and barged in through the door!

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"I have opened the door for you. Please rise to level 60 as soon as possible... If you are still so useless in the next few days, I may lose interest in you. Maybe I should find someone called

Do you want to play with the black sharp one?"

The boxer player threw back his scarf, jumped up to the nearest tree, chose a relatively strong branch and sat down, tapping his bandaged heels. He had an aura of destruction.
Chapter completed!