() "Brother, please save my grandpa." Seeing Qin Xiaobai standing there for some reason, not moving for a long time, the little girl became a little anxious, stretched out her little hand and pulled Qin Xiaobai's sleeve, and begged in a low voice.
Qin Xiaobai came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly, thinking that even if the sixth-class scribes were reduced to refugees, he, a powerless peasant, could not easily recruit them. He had to activate the star system first to let them
Just help recruit.
And the key now is to save the old man first.
So he quickly put the little girl down gently, helped the old man up, pinched his waist, and woke him up.
During this process, Qin Xiaobai's mind turned over and over again, thinking about how to keep this scribe.
If you can't recruit someone, then keep him first. This scribe is so down and out, and he still has his granddaughter. If you want to keep him, you can still keep him.
Well, let's keep him first and think of a way later. Anyway, we won't be able to build a village for a while.
Qin Xiaobai pinched the man for a long time, but when he saw no response, he came up with a plan and took the meat buns held by the little girl in his hands and placed them under the old man's nose.
As expected, the destructive power of the meat buns is huge. When the old man asked about the fragrant meat buns, his stomach growled twice and he woke up leisurely...
"Thank you so much, young master." After the old man woke up, he looked at the situation in confusion for a while, and then his eyes disappeared. After regaining his clarity, he already understood the general situation.
After thanking Qin Xiaobai, he handed one of the buns to his granddaughter Hua Ruier, and took one himself to eat.
When the little girl saw her grandfather, she didn't want to eat anything, so she gave it all to her. She felt relieved, followed her grandfather, thanked Qin Xiaobai, and started eating too.
"This is...ahem...there are still some here. I don't have enough to take." Qin Xiaobai originally thought that the sixth-class scribes must be proud and would not eat what they came for. He had already thought of a reason, but he didn't expect the old man to be so open-minded and took the buns.
He started eating, quickly changed his mind, and took out two more steamed buns.
The old man was not polite this time. After eating the steamed buns, he directly picked up a steamed bun and started to eat it. This made Qin Xiaobai secretly wipe his hands with cold sweat. It is indeed the land of Xiliang, even the scribes are so informal...
"Thank you so much, little brother. Without your gift of food, I would have starved to death on the streets, and my granddaughter would have been helpless." After the old man finished eating, he suddenly became energetic, and his eyes opened and closed with a flash of wisdom.
He touched his granddaughter's little head, then stood up and made a solemn bow to Qin Xiaobai.
When the little girl saw this, she stood up and followed her grandfather to salute Qin Xiaobai.
"What are you talking about, old man? Confucius said: Mutual help is the foundation of human beings." Of course Qin Xiaobai would not take it calmly. This was an opportunity to leave a good impression, so naturally he could not let it go, so he quickly stepped aside and stepped forward.
He helped the old man up and said a random sentence. Anyway, "Zi" said a lot of things, and everyone can remember them all...
Sure enough, the sound of the system's friend level increasing kept coming, starting from zero and rising to forty, and the status changed from a stranger to an admirer.
"Old sir, as a scribe, how did you end up like this?"
Qin Xiaobai felt a little amused when he saw that he had made a random comment and turned his friend's status into admiration, and then asked tentatively.
He didn't want to know what happened to this old man, but he wanted to know if there were any refugees like him in the village.
"I am originally from Wuwei County, Xiliang. I had to flee here because of the Qiang rebellion in my hometown. I wanted to use my knowledge to establish a private school here to support my family. But I didn't expect that the village chief here would...
They only know how to impose exorbitant taxes and pay attention to short-term interests, but do not pay attention to the popularization of education among the villagers. After all the money they brought has been used up, they have no choice but to live on the streets."
The old man was not surprised when Qin Xiaobai revealed his identity, because he had many ways to know. Then when he talked about the past, the old man's eyes gradually became cloudy, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
Qin Xiaobai was stunned. The Qiang rebellion didn't happen in 184 AD. It was the same year as the Yellow Turban Uprising. The game started in 183 AD. How could it happen now? Did something happen that changed the course of the game?
So he hurriedly asked: "Is Beigong Boyu the leader of the Qiang rebellion? Can he attack Jincheng and kidnap Han Sui and Bian Zhang? Can the imperial court send Zhang Wen and Dong Zhuo to lead an army to encircle and suppress the rebellion?"
To avoid spoiling the story to NPCs, some words will be automatically blocked before the history reaches a certain level.
Facing Qin Xiaobai's overwhelming and shielding questions, Mr. Hua was stunned for a while before he answered:
"Um...this Qiang rebellion is not a rebellion of the whole clan, but a small tribe of Qiang rebels, and it is not enough for the imperial court to send a large army to encircle and suppress it."
Only then did Qin Xiaobai feel relieved. You must know that this year's peace time is quite precious. If you lose it, you will be in a war-torn world from the novice map to the world map, and it will be difficult to survive.
"Old sir, I heard you say that there are many refugees in Wuwei County who have moved here? Where are they?" Qin Xiaobai, relieved, turned his attention to the refugees again.
The population in Unify the Three Kingdoms is fixed. Although the real population in history has been multiplied several times due to too many players, there is still one less person to die, so each one is very precious, especially for lord players.
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Although the quality of refugees generally varies, and some can even be left to eat and wait to die, they are still a population, and they are the easiest to conquer.
And Qin Xiaobai has insight and can know the approximate potential of that NPC at a glance. He only needs to remove the rough and clear, and can easily introduce the first batch of villagers to his future village.
"Well, there are some. Most of them went to the mountains and forests to the north of the village and occupied the mountains as bandits. A few were placed in a simple refugee camp outside the village. However, the strong men inside were also extracted by the village chief, and the rest were just some
The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.”
After the old man sighed, his eyes regained clarity. When he saw Qin Xiaobai asking this question, he thought about what Qin Xiaobai said before.
Thinking that he wanted to recruit talents among the refugees and become powerful here, he deliberately added the words "old, weak, sick and disabled" in the back.
At that time, the Eastern Han Dynasty focused on Guandong and despised Guanxi. Therefore, there were few nobles in Xiliang and most were powerful. Dong Zhuo was one of the representatives.
Many powerful people took advantage of the Qiang rebellion to recruit refugees and gather strong men to make a fortune, and Dong Zhuo was also one of them.
Qin Xiaobai didn't know this. He smiled slightly on the surface and thought to himself, in your eyes, he is old, weak, sick, and disabled. But it's different if I have insight. When will I go, I won't say what talents I can miss again, even if I find it.
Some refugees who can grow up to be working men in the future are also good.
Qin Xiaobai chatted with the old man for a few more words, and after getting acquainted with him, he invited him to live in his home first, and later he would find a way to persuade the village chief to build a private school.
The old man hesitated after hearing this. He looked Qin Xiaobai up and down, as if he was thinking about something.
However, Hua Ruier trusted Qin Xiaobai very much and only thought that Qin Xiaobai was kind-hearted and had no other intentions.
Moreover, living in his house means you don’t have to sleep on the street without having enough to eat. Grandpa is getting older, so he can’t help but make such a fuss.
The old man couldn't resist his granddaughter's request, so he had to agree to stay for a while.
Qin Xiaobai was overjoyed. As long as he kept Hua Lao first and gradually improved his friendship level, when he activated the general star system and was able to build a village, he would be completely sure to recruit him.
Because Qin Xiaobai was in debt to the village and there were no houses arranged in the village, and because the last task was with Wang Po, he helped the elderly and children to Guapu.
The sun was setting at this time, and it was night in the blink of an eye. However, the number of players in the village did not decrease, but instead increased.
Many players have found small tasks that can be repeated infinitely and received by multiple people, such as running errands, delivering letters, chopping wood, carrying water...
Alliance members rushed to tell each other, and in the blink of an eye, the trigger points of several small tasks had become an open secret, which made the players who were stuck in the village become more enthusiastic than less.
The lights in the small village were dim, players were running around, the roads in the village became crowded, and every store was filled with players who had triggered the mission, making it very lively.
Qin Xiaobai's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought something was wrong. These players were so crazy and terrifying. If they were given a little sunshine, they would be brilliant, and if they were given a little rain and dew, they would become towering trees.
Among the groups of players who ran past him just now, several were level two, and there even seemed to be one who was level three...
Fortunately, there are two wind wolves blocking the entrance to the village. Otherwise, it would be okay if they were allowed to go out and spawn monsters wantonly...
Players are the biggest potential enemies in Qin Xiaobai's eyes. The faster they level up, the more Qin Xiaobai feels...
Although at this time, he had already decided in his heart to retain the villagers' household registration and let Novice Village be his backer.
But if the player continues to develop at this rate, his backing will become quite unstable.
There are 1,000 NPC villagers and 50 militiamen in Novice Village. The military-civilian ratio is 20:1, which can be considered as a relatively emphasis on force.
However, the number of online players in a large novice village was 5,000, and now there are thousands of players. Fifty militiamen are not enough in front of this group of players.
However, the nearly a thousand peasant NPCs cannot be slaughtered casually, and because these players are not all members of the same guild and are not united, they will not form a force and spend a lot of money to attack the novice village.
But this is only a matter of time, because they are profit-seeking players. Once their power reaches a high enough level, on average at level seven or eight, as long as someone takes the lead.
It is certain that they will attack Novice Village, plunder it, beat, smash, loot, burn, and kill them all.
If you want to avoid this dangerous storm, you must become stronger as soon as possible.
With this thought in his mind, he couldn't help but speed up his pace. If it weren't for the fact that he had to support Mr. Hua and hold Rui'er, Qin Xiaobai would have already started running away...
