Chapter 1 Crossing into a Bandit! The Temple of War! The Crisis of the Shanzhai!
"It's not good for the boss, those mobs are rebelling!"
In the Juyi Hall of Qingfeng Village, a bandit dressed in black hurriedly ran in.
On the main seat, there lay a handsome man who was unconscious but extremely good-looking, with several wine bottles scattered beside him.
"who?"
Qin Yuan was woken up from his drowsiness, opened his eyes in confusion, and looked around in surprise.
Suddenly, a wave of memories flooded into my mind.
It turns out that Qin Yuan traveled through time, entered a hyper-realistic virtual game "Myth", and became a bandit.
This is a world of high martial arts. Almost every adult is capable of carrying a cauldron and splitting boulders with a sword. The powerful are like gods, capable of destroying the world with a single movement of their hands...
The world background is somewhat similar to the Three Kingdoms of the Eastern Han Dynasty in the previous life, but the map population has increased tens of thousands of times.
In addition to the indigenous people in this world, there are also billions of players who have poured into the world.
Some established villages and became lords.
Some travel around the world and become a knight-errant.
Some choose to join the army and become a soldier...
Here, players can start a unique and colorful life journey.
Qingfeng Village, where Qin Yuan is located, originally had two hundred bandits and was a well-known mountain village in this area.
However, in Qin Yuan's view, this kind of NPC copycat is nothing more than an experience treasure chest that was pushed over by early lord players.
As expected, Qingfeng Village was attacked by a group of guild players two days ago, leading nearly a thousand militiamen to attack Qingfeng Village.
Several big bosses of Qingfeng Village were overthrown as bosses, all 200 bandits were massacred, and all the treasures in the village were emptied.
Only Qin Yuan and some twenty other bandits went out hunting and were lucky enough to escape.
By the time they came back, everything was over.
Qin Yuan, who was originally the nephew of the head of the clan, was elected as the head of the clan by the remaining bandits and became the leader of Qingfeng Village.
However, life has been very difficult these past few days. There are no resources in the village, and life is not as good as that of refugees.
The popular sentiment in the cottage gradually dissipated.
There were originally twenty bandits, but a few escaped one after another, and now there are not even twenty.
"Master, wake up quickly, those mobs at the foot of the mountain are about to rush into the mountain stronghold!"
Zhao Ergou said anxiously.
"I know, let me think about it!"
Qin Yuan waved his hand and stroked his forehead. "How many are there?"
"There are...more than a hundred!"
Zhao Ergou said in panic.
The so-called mobs were actually some peasant refugees who were plundered by Qingfeng Village during its heyday and placed at the foot of the mountain to farm and provide food for the village.
On weekdays, these villagers are often exploited and punished by bandits.
As far as Qin Yuan knows, this village is called Qingfeng Village and has a population of about five hundred people. Although most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, there are also about a hundred young and middle-aged people.
If the boss is still there, even if all these villagers unite, they won't be able to make any waves.
But now, I know that Qingfeng Village was destroyed by strangers (players) and has lost its former glory.
Naturally, these farmers would not let go of such a good opportunity. On the one hand, they wanted revenge, and on the other hand, they wanted to overthrow the rule of Qingfeng Village and regain their freedom.
One hundred angry farmers were enough to defeat a dozen bandits.
Qin Yuan could imagine that if he was knocked down by farmers, he would definitely die miserably.
If Qin Yuan has the identity of a player, he is not afraid. The worst he can do is die once and pay some price to be resurrected.
But now he is an NPC. If he dies, he is dead, but he cannot be resurrected.
He has only one life.
[Ding, the Temple of War has been activated. It has been detected that the host is currently facing difficulties and is issuing tasks! 】
Suddenly, a cold and ruthless voice sounded in Qin Yuan's mind.
system?
Goldfinger?
Qin Yuan showed a look of ecstasy.
Although he was unlucky enough to become an aboriginal, he could still make a career with the help of the system.
[The God of War's Favor: When you suffer a fatal attack, you can trigger the Fate's Favor and be immune to all damage in the next ten seconds (can be activated once a day)]
[God of War Talent: The overall combat effectiveness of the host and soldiers is increased by 50%]
[The God of War’s call: The host can obtain any kind of combat arms in the world! 】
[Current mission: resolve the crisis (mission: resolve the crisis currently encountered by Qingfeng Village and control the ownership of Qingfeng Village. After completing the mission, you will get one hundred black shield warriors and an advanced tiger talisman!]
"This is the Temple of War!"
In front of Qin Yuan, an attribute drawing board appeared that only he could see.
The Temple of War provides Qin Yuan with an additional bonus of ten points on all attributes, greatly enhancing his basic attribute abilities.
The God of War's favor provides a protection for oneself, which is equivalent to being able to save one's life once a day without fear of death.
The God of War talent increases combat effectiveness by 50%, which is a very powerful ability.
The God of War's call allows you to obtain any type of combat arms in the heavens through the God of War for your own use.
The original mission is the core of the War Temple and the source of Qin Yuan's troops and treasures.
The current task is to resolve the crisis facing Qingfeng Village.
"Are there only a dozen of you in the entire village?"
After Qin Yuan basically understood the Temple of War, he looked at the fifteen or sixteen people gathered in the Juyi Hall.
He remembered that there were more than twenty people in the village.
"Sandan and the others have already run away in advance!"
Zhao Ergou said uneasily, "We are the only ones left now!"
In the past few days, people have been fleeing the village one after another.
After all, the Shanzhai is no longer the Qingfeng Village it used to be.
"There are more than a hundred villagers in total, and a dozen of us are no match at all!"
"If we are caught by the villagers at the foot of the mountain, we will definitely end up miserable. Don't forget how we tortured them before!"
"Qin Yuan, you are also the boss of the village, why don't you say something!"
"How about we run away too!"
"Yes, there is nothing in the village anyway, so why not go somewhere else to establish a branch!"
The bandit had a look of panic and fear on his face, and showed no awe at all for Qin Yuan, the so-called boss.
"Don't worry, everyone, listen to me!"
Qin Yuan said with a solemn expression.
It seemed that the situation was more serious than he imagined.
Internal and external troubles!
He, the nominal leader of the village, could not even command the dozen or so people in front of him.
If he dared to order these bandits to go out to meet the enemy at this time, I am afraid they would run away again on the spot.
But to solve the copycat crisis, we must rely on the power of these bandits.
But if you want to command them, you must find a way.
Intimidation doesn't work, it can only make people lose their minds faster.
Then it can only be tempting.
However, the entire village is so poor that it can't afford food and wages.
