Han Dongwen's arrangement was naturally not revealed casually.

Whether the National Military Division takes the initiative to attack, or the National Finance Division prints coupons, these two things require great caution and must not be done casually.

Naturally, Tantai Fu and Manjusri would not do this based on Han Dongwen's words.

Among the three people who received the order, only Jiang Ningyun had the lightest burden - His Highness ordered her to pick up strangers, that's all.

Let me ask, if the leader orders his subordinates, "If aliens appear tomorrow, they will open three or four hard dishes and open bottles of Maotai to serve them. How will the subordinates respond?"

"Too stupid, alien?"

still

"receive"?

This subordinate will probably only think that the leader is sick, but just agree verbally.

Because of this, Jiang Ningyun can now watch the other two's jokes with a calm mind.

But this is exactly what Han Dongwen hopes.

In terms of time, the work assigned to Jiang Ningyun can be confirmed the fastest.

As long as the stranger comes, these three big shots, each with their own evil intentions, can see that their orders are not nonsense, but can actually happen.

After the Justice Department truly saw the arrival of the aliens, the National Defense Department naturally began to consider how to respond on the border battlefield.

And when the National Defense Department really realized that the West Asian Church had banned the Grand Duke, the credibility of what Han Dongwen said would naturally increase to a higher level.

It is impossible to win the trust of three companies at the same time.

Sure enough, when the three of them had just left the palace gate and had not taken a few steps, several officers and soldiers from the Department of Justice had already hurried forward and half-knelt in front of Jiang Ningyun.

"What's the matter?"

She frowned slightly, a little confused.

An officer and soldier raised his eyes and looked at the other two commander-in-chiefs, stood up and moved closer to Jiang Ningyun, and said something anxiously and quietly.

Jiang Ningyun was stunned for a moment and then said: "A man descended from heaven?"

Manjusri and Tantaifu looked at each other, and at the same time turned their attention to Jiang Ningyun.

"Exactly!"

Seeing that Jiang Ningyun had no intention of covering up, the officer and soldier from the Justice Department clasped his hands and bowed his head and loudly reported:

"Many people around Siyang reported it. Although these people speak the same language, they are uneducated. The common people call them -"

"Alien..."

Jiang Ningyun didn't close her mouth for a moment, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Tantai Fu and Wenshu Tong.

Is there really a stranger?

"Lord Tantai."

Jiang Ningyun thought for a while, took a deep breath, looked at Tantai and said again: "It seems that the judicial department still has important matters tonight. I am afraid that Lord Wen and I will not be able to talk to you anymore. Please forgive me."

The disdainful and contemptuous expression on Tantai Fu's face finally turned serious. He looked at Jiang Ningyun and nodded slowly:

"Please come quickly, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Wen, if there is anything the military department can do to help, our company will do our best to help."

Accompanied by a group of Dharma officers and soldiers to clear the way, Jiang Ningyun and Manjusri quickly ran towards the Dingfa Pavilion in the dark.

Tantai Fu stood where he was, and the officers and soldiers of the National Army Division who greeted him were also waiting aside, waiting for his commander-in-chief to leave before he could follow him.

"A stranger..."

Tantai Fu raised his hand and gently rubbed the bridge of his nose.

This definitely does not mean that Han Dongwen is unpredictable, but it certainly means that Han Dongwen has a news channel that is faster than any of them.

He tossed his sleeves and turned around, striding towards the horse brought by his subordinates - not to mention that it was not allowed to get up in a sedan chair at night, even if it was clear day and clear sky, Tantai Fu was by no means a person accustomed to riding in a sedan chair.

"Lord General, are you going back to your mansion?"

The two soldiers in front of the horse turned around and asked for instructions.

Tantaifu still cast his gaze in the direction where Jiang Ningyun disappeared. He pondered for a moment, and his eyes flashed like electricity.

"Go to the injury department."

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Han Dongwen had already returned to his dormitory, ordered someone to make tea, and made some late meals. Now he was leaning comfortably on the chair in the study room, raising his legs, holding the Xuanji plate and looking at it intently.

What he looked at was the players, mainly the players from Simeng.

Players are really a group that people either love or hate.

When he was playing games before, he had never thought about such a problem.

The NPC at the entrance of the village asked the player to kill wild wolves, and they paid five yuan for each one. After killing ten, the villagers paid the player fifty yuan, and the task was completed. There seemed to be nothing wrong with this.

But now, I am standing in the position of an NPC.

A thousand players suddenly appeared in the village. Let’s not talk about whether there were so many wolves for them to kill. One thousand players would cost 50,000 yuan. Can the villagers afford it?

There are tens of thousands of players popping up in Simeng. Can the state treasury and the private sector afford to pay them?

If you can't afford it, there will be no more work assigned to the player, that is, the player will have no rewards and no events.

Then players will be lost, or worse, players will go to other countries.

Therefore, players must not be placed in the position of "predators" in traditional games. Locusts generally harvest the jobs and revenue of the country and then leave.

On the contrary, we must use the fastest speed to embed this group of outstanding labor forces into society.

Pay them and let them produce!

Let them spend and recycle the currency!

If there is no place for consumption, the player's package will eventually turn into tens of thousands of gold coins like in the xx world. It is normal for players, but for the NPC world, it can be said to be a disaster.

If he hadn't been able to understand the existence of "strangers" in advance, I'm afraid Simeng wouldn't realize such a problem until the economy was about to shrink and collapse.

So, where can consumption occur?

What kind of place can bind players as a fundamental need and allow them to delve into it day after day?

The answer remains the same, that is to become stronger.

Just as the ultimate goal of playing games is to gain happiness through numerical increases, then whether it is combat or production, what players pursue is to become stronger.

This is a timeless principle of multiplayer games, and in most cases, it works.

If you want to become stronger, then I will directly recruit you into the major sects. Compared with the harsh training conditions in other areas, I will clearly put the growth path in front of you!

In the Xuanji Board, a large number of players were excitedly exchanging their experiences. Players who couldn't create a number were even more desperate and asked all kinds of questions.

Players who were born in the wilderness battled wits and courage with wild beasts, and were impressed by the realism and exquisiteness of the action system.

Players who were born near the suburbs are even more surprised by the strong humanistic atmosphere among the buildings and patterns in front of them. They take screenshots and videos to publish the prosperity of "inhabited areas" such as cities, inspiring players in the wilderness to head to the city as soon as possible as if they are looking for plum blossoms to quench their thirst.

move in the direction.

But in Simeng, players who were lucky enough to be born in an inhabited area soon encountered the first batch of bad luck.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap-"

The sound of horse hooves echoed through the streets like raindrops. Officers and soldiers in blue armor held torches high on horseback and ran back and forth in the night, almost lighting up the whole city into a bright white night.

"Every stranger entering the city must register!"

"The laws and regulations must not be violated. Under the supervision of the law, there will be no pardon for those who resist the law!"

The officers and soldiers of the Law Department in Siyang were the first to receive an inexplicable order from the General Secretary. They treated this group of strangers as disaster victims and outsiders, and began to guide them and explain what the law could and could not do.

With novel eyes, the players obediently followed the mission-like instructions, queued up, entered the city, and registered.

In the live broadcast room outside Simeng, someone was born in the shoal of Blood Harbor. After a battle of wits and courage, he broke into the port, only to find that he was like a headless fly and no one cared about him.

Someone was born on the outskirts of Olimar, and was beaten to death as a robber when the local residents panicked. Under the shocked eyes of the NPC, his body disappeared into thin air and he was forced to go offline.

Some people fell into despair in the snowy fields of West Asia, and some people rushed into the manor of the believers and were punched randomly.

As for Simene, although it will take time for the order to be issued, it does not happen in an instant for players to enter the city in batches. Even if they are panicked, it is always orderly.

Next, the Justice Department should naturally introduce this group of players to the sects of the country. I am afraid that by the time other countries finally figured out what these strangers were about, the process of Simeng's novice village had already been set up.
Chapter completed!