Chapter 730 729 A life of sorrow and joy with a cement-sealed heart
Chapter 730 729. A life of sorrow and joy with a cement-sealed heart
The private connections among the little perverted Jackal players were expected by Murphy, a dog planner. Although he did not single-handedly plan the gameplay of the Jackal race, it has to be said that the first batch of Jackal pioneers did indeed come together in a short period of time.
It captures the essence of the gameplay of this new race.
Their publicity in various aspects has indeed attracted a group of reserve players who are very interested in it.
But it is a pity that the Jackal players are now on a journey to find their roots. The distance from Transia is so far away that Murphy feels that it is beyond his reach.
But fortunately, Hogg, wearing the Farstrider protective gear, can communicate with Murphy in real time through the Creator's quantum communication, allowing the Vampire Governor to fine-tune the order of the newly born Jackal players through remote command.
For example, these past few nights, Hogg would have long conversations with his master Murphy.
It urgently needs to learn deeply about Murphy's art and skills of guiding players' actions. Wise Wolf has fully realized the potential and power of Jackal players, so more than a hundred people formed a three-person team for it in three days.
The mere fact that they were a tribe of 1,700 people was enough for Hogg to regard them as his loyal ministers.
However, the traditional culture of the Jackals means that the way the game is played by Jackal players is definitely different from that of players of other races. The two sides do not even have much experience to learn from each other. Murphy can only tell Xianlang some ideas and central ideas.
, the specific operation still needs to be figured out by Hogg himself.
But fortunately, after being strengthened in wisdom by the Creator's civilized spokesperson program, Wise Wolf does not lack such strength.
Murphy was still sitting in the Dark Valley at this time. He had no time to spare at all in the past few days. The defenders of Black Flame Pass had been sent to the Maginot Line of Defense. Kudel gave them a week's leave and rest in rotation.
In order to restore some morale, the materials and military weapons that were moved out also began to be erected and assembled on the position.
There is no news from the Plantagenet Kingdom and Nordtoff, but Murphy estimates that they will not be silent for long. The battle report at Black Flame Pass is enough to wake up King Louis and the Wolf Girl.
The Governor is currently worried about the tunnel that will be dug starting at noon today.
The final drawings of the Stonemason Brotherhood have been handed over to the Supreme Lord of the Silver Dwarves and have been approved by a group of master architects. At this time, hundreds of earth priests in the valley have begun to build from the ground up according to the plan of the first phase of the drawings.
Taking the Shadow Valley as the starting point, a set of giant three-dimensional tunnel systems with a width of thirty kilometers was excavated outwards.
I don’t know how the dwarves planned to construct it. Anyway, Murphy fainted when he saw the tunnel system.
That thing is just like a ball of yarn intertwined together, and it looks very much like the construction drawings of some viaducts. Without a certain amount of construction experience, let alone appreciation, you can't even understand it.
It is said that this set of drawings was modified by Old Chen Tou and his three students based on a certain combat tunnel in another world. Anyway, what Murphy was worried about at this time was not whether this set of tunnels could play a role in blocking operations.
It's about whether your players will get lost after actually entering it.
Given the complexity of this thing, if the player really gets lost, the only option is to commit suicide and restart. If you want to rely on the city people's sense of direction to get out, tsk, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult.
"Can you complete the excavation of this phase of the project before the evil spirit energy in Black Flame Pass dissipates?"
Murphy stood in front of the entrance of a large tunnel that had been dug by earth magic. He asked Lord Ofger, who was holding a measuring cane next to him. The little old dwarf Lord was thinking about the drawings. It was a bit awkward to ask this question.
He was confused, but then he shook his head and said:
"These tunnels have a complete plan and do not need to be reinforced with earth magic. If they are just excavated, they can be completed in a week. You don't think that the earth priests dig tunnels with their hands and shovels, do you?
This is essentially a psionic spell, Your Majesty the Governor.
We only need to plan the starting point and end point under a certain section of the ground, and then mobilize the power of the earth to easily complete the shaping of the tunnel. But to be honest, this kind of tunnel without reinforcement is very dangerous once the node is discovered. Jackal Human Spirit
Masters only need one precise earthquake spell to paralyze an entire tunnel.
Even if they don't use psychic resistance, the large number of kobold servants alone is enough to offset the slight advantage you gain by using the tunnels.
If it is just a tunnel, it will not be enough to slow down the passage of the jackal army."
"Of course it's not just tunnels. Did you read the war plan submitted by Lieutenant Colonel Qin yesterday?"
Murphy said softly:
"Our arsenal has received material support from Black Flame Pass and has begun large-scale manufacturing of anti-infantry mines with mature technology.
Once the gnolls enter the barren mountains, they will face a restricted area composed of hidden minefields and tunnels. The goatman spell group under my command also provides us with some simple spells for concealment and damage.
They reshaped these spells using the concept of landmines and produced a lot of psionic runestones. These psionic gadgets can also make up for our shortcomings in explosives.
Under this arrangement, if the Jackals want to advance quickly, they will have to pay huge casualties, and we have tunnel support. Even if they adopt human mine clearance measures, they will definitely not be able to keep up with our speed of laying mines in the rear.
And once they start mopping up operations to ensure the safety of traffic lines, they completely fall into Lieutenant Colonel Qin's strategic plan.
If Black Flame Mountain Pass is an unshakable heavy shield that resists the invasion of Jackals in a direct and resolute way, then Barren Mountain is a big net full of barbs.
We won't fight them directly, but as long as they can't clean us out at once, they will be trapped in this net bit by bit, strangled by their necks, and eventually suffocated to death.
Of course, to achieve this, our arsenal must go all out to produce explosives with mature technology. The materials at Black Flame Pass can only supply full production for half a month, and the rest cannot be raised by relying on Transia.
This is also something I hope you will help us advance when you return to Silver Castle."
"I'd rather stay here, Governor Murphy."
Lord Orfgor sighed and said:
"The Mother Earth has just lost her sacred place, and the gods no longer respond to the prayers of believers. These two things combined make me, a sincere person, feel uneasy from the bottom of my heart.
We have failed to live up to the expectations of the gods, and the silver dwarves need to participate in the war to clear away the guilt in our hearts."
"But with your status and qualifications, it is obviously more useful to stay behind."
Murphy advised:
"King Louis has been unable to make up his mind, obviously because he is worried that large-scale war mobilization will interrupt the domestic reforms he has just restarted, but now is no longer an era when he can have both.
He needs some pressure.
I cannot expect Loren to do this; he is a loyal dog at King Louis' feet.
Only someone like you can truly convey our needs on the front line. Of course, I also have friends in the Plantagenet Kingdom. Count Lyon of the Capet family will become your temporary ally in Plantagenet politics. With the help of two people,
I believe that the Sun King will definitely find his way back."
"I"
Lord Orvger wanted to say something more, but he saw the scarlet streamer flashing not far away, and Master Yuri, the leader of the Winter Wolf monks who was supposed to be stationed at Fort Courage, walked out of it with a heavy expression.
He saw Murphy, walked forward quickly, and whispered:
"Bad news! The Wolf Blood Holy Sword has fallen.
Our priest had a premonition of bad news related to the God of the North Wind three days ago. After our continuous investigation and confirmation, the sacred object made of Su's fangs has lost its purity and turned into a jackal.
A murderous thing in human hands.”
"Huh? A sacred object directly related to the gods has fallen?"
Murphy still didn’t quite understand the seriousness of this matter, but Lord Ofger, who was also a believer, suddenly widened his eyes. He was so shocked that he even pulled out a few of his beards. He exclaimed:
"Didn't the God of the North Wind send an oracle? You must return to the Great Temple of the North Wind immediately and inform the Winter Wolf Pope of this bad news!
Once the gnolls enter Nordtof with the corrupted object, they can use it to directly harm the body of the North Wind God in any large shrine in the God of the North Wind's territory. This situation is too serious."
"That's what I'm about to do."
Master Yuri looked extremely haggard, and he said in a deep voice:
"The top priority now is to determine where the fallen Wolf-Blooded Holy Blade is and where it will be taken. I have already anticipated the reaction of the Great Temple of the North Wind to this matter. Governor Murphy, there will be one soon.
A large number of Winter Fang Monk Soldiers and Winter Wolf Sword Masters were dispatched to this area, and their goal was to destroy the corrupted thing.
I hope your intelligence network can provide assistance to the best of its ability in this matter."
"Of course, I'd love to do that."
Murphy looked worried on the surface, but actually he was happy inside.
Hey, let the wolf girl sit on the sidelines and let you Yankees stay out of the matter. Now things will become more serious, right?
The God of the North Wind is the national god of Nordtov and the god of national protection. Once Su is hurt, even just a little bit of skin will be enough to set off a terrible political storm in Nordtov. If even the Winter Wolf Church
They were all angry at the Wolf Girl's inaction, so the young Wolf Girl was probably only one step away from being overthrown by the coup.
It can be expected that the Yankees will react much faster than the Plantagenet Kingdom this time.
Wonderful!
Thanks to the Jackal brothers for the great assist!
If the two sides hadn't really gone to the point where they were going to beat each other's brains out, Murphy would really have thought that one of the other party's top Jackal men was definitely his undercover. Well, at least one!
Watching Master Yuri leave with a sad look on his face, the silver dwarf lord curled his lips, pulled Murphy's trouser legs and said:
"Stop the smile on your face, vampire. It is too evil to sit back and watch the suffering of others while taking pleasure in your own gain."
"Oh, is it really that obvious?"
Murphy put away the smile on his face, and looked back at the Halfling airship that was quickly passing through the sky of Shadow Valley. The end of the airship was Fort Courage, and it was filled with the first batch of Vam who were recruited.
Barbarian berserkers.
They were rushing to the destined place, where they would offer a ruthless slaughter to their god.
The vampire lord said softly:
"Ah, what a joy. Ahem, I mean, what a sad day. Please allow me to excuse myself for the time being, Lord Orfgar, I still have something to do."
"Is it something important?"
The silver dwarf asked, Murphy nodded and said:
"It's very important. A guest from afar is about to visit my territory. As the host, I must go and greet him personally. This is our vampire etiquette."
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"Hey, your situation looks good. You can still eat well. It doesn't seem to be as miserable as you said in the communication."
In the real world where Alpha Company's operation and maintenance department is located, Mrs. Shui, wearing a mask, sat beside Sister Cement's hospital bed. She looked at the skinny guy in front of her who was holding a box of fruit and putting it in her mouth, and couldn't help but joke:
"You know, when I was thinking about your miserable state on the road, I almost felt like crying. Cement, you bastard always does weird things, which makes people feel uneasy."
"Are you talking about the fact that I got a research grant from you the last time we met?"
Sister Cement, who was wearing a hospital gown, glanced at one of her few friends and said:
"Remember that thing? Anyway, you are a rich woman and you don't lack that."
"I'm talking about this time!"
Mrs. Shui did not take off her mask, but her eyes were serious and she said:
"You almost killed yourself, and you said you wanted to see us before you died. Are you telling the truth? I don't think you seem to be dying."
"It's going to be quick, it won't take more than twenty days."
Sister Cement shrugged her shoulders and said with a strange "it's none of her business" attitude:
"The process of my death is destined to be different from what you imagine. Strictly speaking, my soul has not yet decayed, but it no longer matches my body. When I took the risk to start the prototype
, I was already destined to experience this disaster.
But you know what?"
She put down the fruit box in her hand, wiped her mouth awkwardly, held Mrs. Shui's hand, and said:
"I have actually thought about this matter in the past few days, and I found that this may be fate."
"Stop making trouble, you don't believe this kind of thing."
Mrs. Shui whispered:
"You just trust your own mind."
"Isn't it a little late for me to write now?"
Sister Cement grinned, shook her head, and said:
"Those observers told me that this is not the end of my life. The real excitement may appear after death. I will get rid of this boring reality and enter another wilder world, but with you 'experiencers'
Different, what I want to go on is a journey with no return.
I have already purchased the ticket and it cannot be refunded now.
I am indeed dying, Awen, but don't worry, I won't leave you. In another world, we can finally do everything we want to do without restraint.
You know, I took all this as a sign.
I don't want to scare you.
But the fact is that we may also experience what another world is experiencing, perhaps decades or hundreds of years later.
This is not just a simple game. While you gain happiness and satisfaction, you should also focus more on learning the valuable knowledge that exists there.
Time is not forgiving in another world either.”
"Are you suggesting something terrible?"
Mrs. Shui suddenly became alert and said:
"You guys, can you stop being the Riddler?"
"I want to say it too, but I'm afraid you will have to say goodbye to your husband and children after hearing this. These are all subject to confidentiality regulations, my dear."
Sister Cement sighed and said:
"Anyway, let's talk about it over there. You should have gone back. We met and we talked privately. I also ate the fruit you brought. Just treat it as if you attended my funeral.
Go back now, Awen.
Thank you for taking the risk to see me at this time.
I guess we will meet again there soon. Remember to leave a place for me in your team. Well, it seems good to be a psionicist and learn another kind of truth from the beginning."
He yawned, as if he was being kicked out.
Mrs. Shui bit her lip, but didn't say anything. She stood up and bent down to kiss her cheek, which was so thin that she looked disfigured, before turning around and leaving under Sister Cement's surprised gaze.
However, a few minutes later, the door was pushed open again. Sister Cement, who had just closed her eyes, turned around in surprise and saw Mrs. Shui coming back with a courier box in her arms.
Mrs. Shui placed the thing in front of the hospital bed, took out a distinctive white game helmet, and placed it in Sister Cement's arms.
she says:
"It seems that you don't have to wait until you die before going there. It seems that the people over there can't wait to see you. Come on, take it with you, Mengxin Cement."
