Chapter 949 948 Loot distribution? Oh, boring, ancient artifact
Chapter 949: Distribution of spoils? Oh, boring. Since ancient times, artifacts are only for the strong!
As night approached, the lord's position was filled with soldiers walking around setting up celebrations.
Well, it's called a celebration, but it's actually an oversized bonfire party.
After all, this celebration was not officially held. The reason for the incident was that the soldiers on the defense line were happy after repelling the jackals. In addition, after hearing about the return of the God-killing heroes, they spontaneously applied for the event. Kudel did not want to attend
Such an unplanned celebration is held at this time, but considering that the spirits of the soldiers on the defense line have been tense for a long time, and the things on the Crimean Fortress are too heavy, now that the Jackals have been defeated across the board, let
It wouldn't hurt for the soldiers to relax a bit.
Therefore, after receiving permission, this area quickly became lively.
Chefs from the military towns in the rear were invited over. Players who liked the excitement even used an armed airship to transport tons of ingredients to the position. The staff suggested that since the celebration was going to be held anyway, they might as well make it a labor force.
, organizing a convenient and affordable buffet party can allow more soldiers and brothers to experience the atmosphere of impending victory.
This was supported by many players, so Star Soul Eagle, who was still on duty at Wolfsburg, was called back to serve as the chef for tonight's celebration.
Considering that most of the chefs on the current defense line are the "apprentices" of His Excellency the Executive Baron Xiao Wan, and His Excellency Xiao Wan learned cooking skills from the Star Soul Eagle, when this guy arrived, all the chefs were very respectful and waited.
The posture of "teacher" is waiting for his command. It is a very honorable scene.
Of course, the war has not officially ended after all, so alcohol will not be served at this celebration, but "sparkling water" produced by a group of manufacturing players at the rear will be used instead.
Those newcomers to the manufacturing industry who are new to the game generally have very strong hands-on skills. They designed manual aeration cans and successfully produced imitation versions of Coke and salt soda in Transia.
It is said that Boss Huo, a wealthy player among the players, is in contact with these newbies and intends to acquire their technology to expand his business territory into the soda circle. This is obviously an attempt to replicate the success of a certain brand in another world.
On the way.
Because it was a celebration to welcome the return of the God-killing hero, Kudel also sent out invitations to other commanders. It happened that they had just finished fighting the gnolls in the swamp restricted area, and after returning from the battlefield, they went straight to the lord's position together.
This is not because the other generals are specifically giving face to the Transians. The main reason is that the Plantagenet Kingdom and Nordtov also sent soldiers to participate in the God-killing operation. The commanders of the two countries will also take this opportunity to fight for their respective
The country's god-killing heroes paid tribute.
When Murphy, Tris and His Highness Khufu arrived late at the touchdown position, the place was already bustling with activity.
General Kudel sent his own military police to maintain order and keep the entire position busy and not chaotic. Soldiers who were not on duty gathered around the aromatic barbecue stalls, waiting for the aromatic food to be cooked and devoured.
The psionicists brought out ice cubes to chill the boxes of sparkling water, and the "secret spices" that Star Soul Eagle was sprinkling on the barbecue grill were appetizingly spicy, and there were also some that could play and sing.
The guy was already singing loudly in the night.
Farther away, beside dozens of bonfires, the soldiers entered joyful mode, with some dancing and others humming along with the tunes.
The soldiers held high the strange-flavored sparkling water sent from the rear and prayed for their fallen comrades in the light of the flames. At the same time, they were grateful for their own survival. The usually stern-faced officers also lowered their posture at this moment.
Holding a drink in hand, they walked among their respective soldiers and said a few auspicious words to celebrate victory.
The elves who were invited were a little reserved, and such a straightforward celebration was not in line with their traditions, but the dwarves liked it very much.
The silver dwarves and frost dwarves are very satisfied with the food of the celebration, but they have strong objections to the fact that no alcohol is provided. You are humiliating the dwarves by letting them drink juice-flavored sparkling water.
But the military order was such that the dwarves complained loudly and the matter was over. After all, the Silver Lord Orfgar was still sitting on top, and no one dared to make a fuss here.
But things always turn around. For example, after Ilyich, the honorary elder of the Stonemasons Brotherhood, came over, the dwarves' complaints immediately stopped.
The sneaky dwarf master builder wandered among his compatriots, and wherever he went, he secretly threw out a few bottles of Transia's specialty Feitian wine from his psychic bag, causing all the dwarfs to
I call you Zhan Xin for being awesome.
The real protagonists of this celebration, the Godslayers who have done great things on the battlefield of Mossy Valley, have suffered their old sins tonight.
Although the players are very enthusiastic and know how to make trouble, it is still annoying that every soldier they don’t know has to come up and have a few drinks with them. Even if they drink just sparkling water, it is enough to hurt the stomach. It has not been an hour since the celebration started.
, players frequently go back and forth between their positions and the toilet, which is really frustrating.
But since everyone was giving face to them, they couldn't let it go. They just made a gesture of accepting everyone who came, taking photos with the enthusiastic "fans" and so on. A guy like Jusha, who had just been resurrected and had a straightforward temper, even
I am willing to have a "friendly match" with those soldiers.
They took off their shirts and beat each other with their fists in front of the bonfire, celebrating this hard-won victory in a way that was quite in line with the temper of the Transians.
Such an occasion made His Highness Khufu a little uncomfortable. As an imperial prince, it was rare for him to be so close to civilians, let alone being surrounded by a group of old and rough soldiers.
But soon His Highness Khufu, who was holding a drink, had no time to care about this. The generals came over to talk to him. Naturally, they could not relax in order to represent the dignity of the empire on such occasions. They tensed up to receive one visit after another.
The crown prince soon became tired, and he began to miss the conversation with the simple soldiers just now.
In that case, at least you don't need to use your brain. Just say "raise a toast to victory" loudly, and you can gain a group of foreign friends.
"Hey, are you from the Songhai Empire?"
Just after Khufu and General Baldwin finished a less formal but also full of political connotation, a crisp voice sounded beside him, causing the somewhat dazed crown prince to turn around and see a tall figure.
A tall young girl with a strange hairstyle and strange clothes was looking at him curiously.
"you are?"
Khufu asked with some confusion.
This lady wears the badge of the Scarlet Castle Administrative Office on her chest, which means that she is a public servant of Transia. But next to the badge is a very gorgeous Quetzalcoatl emblem that Khufu has never seen before, which means that she is a civil servant of Transia.
With her other identity.
Maybe this is a priest?
"Your Highness, that is the emblem of Quetzalcoatl, and the unique gold decoration of the Osiris royal family."
A female Lieyang priest whispered in Khufu’s ear and explained:
"This lady should be from the Aztec Kingdom in the New World. Although it has not officially established diplomatic relations with the empire, according to the information brought back by travelers more than a hundred years ago, her motherland is a powerful force comparable to the empire.
Ruled two-thirds of the New World.
She is a noble princess, so you should be more polite."
"Um."
Khufu nodded, and immediately changed to a more serious posture to pay tribute to Princess Chuchut in front of him, but Chuchut curled his lips and commented:
"Are you too reserved? Is this your first time in Transia? This land doesn't like serious people like you. Nefertari has already adapted to the atmosphere here. Maybe you should adapt too.
Now, my name is Chuchut. My father once said that if I had the chance, I should visit the Songhai Empire. Your traveler met my grandfather on behalf of the Pharaoh more than a hundred years ago, so when you go back
Time, can I go with you?"
"Of course, Your Highness Chuchut."
Khufu said in a gentle tone:
"The Songhai Empire welcomes friends from far and wide to visit. Your visit to my country will make the vast sea of sand feel glowing. But I am very curious. You should be an official civil servant of Transia now, so
Wouldn't leaving like this cause you trouble?"
"I will come back. I won't stay there forever."
Chuchut shrugged and said very boldly:
"It's just to complete a task ordered by my father. After visiting the Pharaoh on behalf of the Aztec Kingdom, I will return to Transia to continue completing my delicious food. I mean, my official job
!
I love this place so much!
The people here are very straightforward and enthusiastic, and they speak nicely, and the boxing championship they hold in the sewer is also great. I plan to bring this tradition back to my country and hold similar events in Sky King City, which will definitely make people
The martial virtue of our people has become more abundant.
By the way, I heard that the Songhai Empire also has many ‘craftsman relics’, right?”
"God of Craftsmanship?"
Khufu asked doubtfully:
"Are you talking about the ruins of the Creator?"
"Yes, yes, you call Him the Creator, but we over there call Him the 'Craft God who forged the world'."
Chuchut explained:
"The Aztec Kingdom is protected by Quetzalcoatl, but we have also been gifted by the Craftsman God. There are many Craftsman God legacies circulating in the country. Our craftsmen have tried to imitate the Craftsman God's knowledge, but there has been little progress.
I heard that the Songhai Empire is very experienced in this area, so if possible, I hope to visit the craftsmen in your country."
"I can arrange it, Your Highness Princess. Of course, the Songhai people are very interested in all the knowledge left by the Creator, so if possible, I also hope that you can allow our travelers to accompany you when you return to your homeland in the future.
, go to your country to find those lost and precious knowledge."
Khufu nodded.
It was rare for him to meet a young man who was similar in age and status to him, so he took the initiative to tell Chuchut many anecdotes and legends about the ruins of the Creator, and he also found a new friend in this celebration.
His Highness Khufu's captain of the bodyguard, Sannik, and General Bhopal, who was invited, looked pleased.
His Royal Highness is worthy of being the future master of the empire. He can establish a personal friendship with the high-level officials of a large foreign country by just attending a celebration. This is really a blessing for the country.
Just as the two highnesses were exchanging interesting legends about each other's countries, bursts of noise, as well as loud cheers and whistles, suddenly came from the celebration site below. Chuqiut looked over there in surprise.
She saw that the foreign heroic spirits were joyful and crazy, as if something good had happened to them, so she planned to go and see the excitement.
Khufu obviously knew better.
As he followed Chuchut there, he explained:
"That was Lord Murphy giving his gift to the Godslayers, a god-server weapon given by the Creator."
"Ah, it's the 'Earth Warrior' armor!"
Chuchut saw the damaged power armor placed in front of the bonfire, and she exclaimed:
"Is there also the inheritance of the 'Earth Warrior' here? Such an Earth Warrior armor is also a very rare weapon in the Aztecs! Of course, it is still not as good as the weapons of the 'Sky Warrior' guard under my father's command."
"Sky Warrior?"
Khufu said in surprise:
"So, is that a kind of power armor that can fly in the air? Are there many such power machines in your country?"
"Not many. These weapons are the proudest works of the God of Craftsmanship. My ancestors tried their best to search the country, but only found a hundred battle armors that were still usable."
Chuchute said regretfully:
"It is said that during the disaster of the collapse of the thousand-year old world, many relics of the Craftsman God were destroyed. This is why I hope to go to the Songhai Empire to learn from it. If those damaged weapons can be repaired, my father can
Let’s form three more guards.”
"Well"
Khufu was shocked. He blinked and asked in a low voice:
"So, what is your father's guard organization?"
"Two hundred men per guard."
Chuchut looked back at him and said doubtfully:
"What? Is this a lot?"
"Nothing, I just asked casually."
The Crown Prince smiled awkwardly.
General Bhopal behind him was already in shock. If Princess Chuchut hadn't bragged, the number of damaged power armors that could not be put into use in the hands of the Aztec Kingdom was at least 600!
Blanch!
What kind of extraterritorial hegemony is this?
You know, the Songhai people spent a thousand years searching for the ruins of the Creator, and tried their best to collect the weapons left by the Creator. At present, the number of weapons for the gods that the Pharaoh can use can only exceed one hundred, and there are still
The energy problem that has plagued the empire for many years cannot be solved.
It seems that the empire needs to re-evaluate the strength of the Aztec Kingdom.
Needless to say, the thoughts of the big shots, the players here went crazy after hearing Lord Murphy personally promise that this set of power armor captured from the battlefield would be given to the Godslayers as a "hidden reward".
The giant shark who originally asked Murphy when he could get the power armor to play with was now in shock. He just asked casually. Lord Murphy said that he wanted to get back the skull of the Lord of Hunting.
Change.
He thought it was just a joke.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Murphy actually gave it to me.
Damn it!
This is what the main line NPC should have!
This is what they imagined the generous and incomparable Sir Murphy should do. Prince Songhai and Lord Paying should not contact me in the future. We are all unfamiliar with each other. The main reason is that they are afraid that the generous Sir Murphy will misunderstand me.
"But the power armor is damaged."
Xiao Ashina flew over and used the item appraisal to touch it, then turned around and said to the others:
"And it shows that it is a mission item. After getting it, it can trigger a special mission of 'eternal life in the yellow sand'. The mark is an epic mission chain. I guess it should be a repair mission, right?
We can't use it directly after we get it, we have to spend time and energy to repair it before it can be put into the battlefield, but the grade and destructive power of this thing are here, it is absolutely astronomical to repair it. "
"It's worth it! No matter how much you spend, it's worth it! It's worth losing everything."
Lao Qin now looked at the damaged power armor that still stood in front of the campfire like a giant spirit god, and his eyes were shining.
The old man seemed to have seen hundreds of soldiers wearing these things roaming the real world, and the veterans and staff beside him were equally excited.
This thing is a weapon that Master Murphy defeated with power armor. In other words, it can be put into actual combat and produce terrifying destructive power. It is a mature design that has been tested by technology and battlefield.
By the way, if you hand in the production drawings and technical parameters of this thing, you can at least get first-class collective merit, right?
"Yes, it's worth paying everything for this thing."
In front of the bonfire, Brother Meow Meow looked at this set of red weapons with an obsessed look at a beautiful woman. He moved his fingers and said:
"So, now there's just one last problem left to solve."
"Who does it belong to?"
Brother Bang looked around at the God-Slayers.
Everyone's eyes were flashing with the same light. He hesitated, took the initiative to poke the window paper, and asked:
"No matter how good this thing is, there is only one, but there are two hundred Godslayers, so how should we distribute them?"
"How about this."
Brother Xiaofu, who was sad because of Dahei's disappearance, cheered up when he saw this good thing. He held up the sparkling water in his hand, coughed a few times, and said:
"In order to avoid hurting the harmony of the brothers, I suggest it be better to use RMB."
"Shut up!"
Before he finished speaking, the little rich guy was hit in the head with a half-eaten bun by Lumina who was not far away. Who knows what this guy was thinking, but the problem is that other things can be sold, but this thing can't.
Sell it!
"That's right, if you want to show off your abilities, you better step aside!"
Boss Huo patted his chest proudly and said:
"Brothers, just make a price."
"Go, go, go, how can such a treasure be measured by something as vulgar as money?"
The giant shark was the first to jump out unhappily and shouted:
"This is not morally rich at all. Besides, what do you, a business player, do with this thing? Do you want to put it in your casino for other people to appreciate?"
"I can easily kill you with this thing on, okay, giant shark!"
Lao Huo cursed:
"Although I am a business player, I also have the heart to become a strong person!"
"But you rely on it to show off your evil, so how can you deserve the name of a strong man? I don't see your domination, Lao Huo!"
The giant shark put on an unreasonable attitude. He stood in front of the power armor and shouted as the flames rose:
"Brothers, since ancient times, treasures are only for the strong. No matter how this kind of thing is distributed, some people will be unhappy. In order to avoid hurting everyone's harmony, let's use our strength to speak! It's here, tonight!
Under the watchful eyes of the Maginot Line and the soldiers, we started a 100-man melee!
Not to mention who is bullying whom, all the God-killers are practicing here! Only the one who can stand at the end in such a melee is worthy of this powerful treasure!
What do you think?"
"Okay, I applaud with both hands! Eating meat and drinking wine is not in line with the way Transians celebrate victory. Let us use the favorite way of this land to decide the ownership of the treasure. Come on! Get excited!"
