Conquer Another World From the Beginning of the Game

Chapter Fifty Seven

Weapon master Charlie Rex sat alone on the cement bag in the warrior guild construction site in a daze.

The walls of the Warriors’ Guild Hall (in fact, a long strip house of about 80 square meters) have been completed, and the lime putty on the walls has dried up, but the asphalt shingles have not been capped and the floor has not been hit.

The bungalow used to live in was built, but because Yang did not come to help him set up a new magic trap & soundproofing circle, Rex did not rush to move it.

The magic trap is all right, now the undead are no longer disrespectful and offended at them as they did at the beginning, but if there is no soundproofing circle, life will never go on.

Construction of the other two bungalows has not yet started, and the construction site is still full of building materials.

But... the trolley used to transport water and mud was so dry that it was invisible because it had not been used for several days.

The construction site of the Warriors Guild is usually the most deserted place, and the undead who come to him every day to pick up the task can be counted with one hand.

In the past few days, the few undead have not come.

Rex has long been used to being alone, but for some reason, such a deserted construction site makes him uneasy...

Suddenly, Rex's complexion changed, and he stood up abruptly.

He would never admit that he was used to the noise of the undead!

I didn't even miss those undead ladies who were rude and rude to him despite their beautiful voices!

I don't even miss that undead man who is obviously an undead but knows how to cook, and takes care of others silently like the ascetic monk he had seen when he was a child!

Resolutely impossible--!

Rex silently left the construction site and returned to the tent where he lived, as if venting some embarrassment, he hurriedly packed up the garbage to be landfilled.

Most of the food and drinks that Yang Fa gave them were packaged in paper or plastic sheets. These papers and plastics needed to be collected and sent to the garbage incineration center behind the town to be burned and buried in a unified manner according to Yang's requirements.

After packing the food that I ate in the past few days, Rex generously "leaves the post without authorization" and heads to the garbage incinerator.

This garbage incineration site was rebuilt with a tile kiln. It seems that some of the people who have come to build a small town in this valley are those who know how to make tiles, leaving behind a small kiln.

Of course... After so many years, this Wayao has long been unusable, and the garbage that can be burned is regarded as waste.

When he walked to the kiln where the garbage was processed, Rex was about to stuff the packaging bag he had brought into it, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

He slowly squatted down, reached into the cave and took a dig...

Other people have thrown some paper boxes, plastic bags and other **** into the cave.

But the amount of this garbage... is less than usual.

Rex calculated the last time the garbage incinerator was turned on, his eyes gradually sharpened.

The warrior, who was promoted to the master of weapons at a young age, clapped his hands, got up, and turned to the town hall.

In the town hall, "Yang" was still drinking tea.

But Rex, who looked through the window, knew that it was not Yang, it was just a phantom left by Yang.

Although no difference can be seen with the naked eye, the "aura" of Phantom and himself is different in the eyes of professionals like Rex who are familiar with Yang himself.

Rex felt that Tuttle Joe in the former thieves should be able to feel it too.

The target of Rex's observation was not Yang's Phantom. He stared at the large cabinets behind Phantom for a while, then walked around the town hall, focusing on the ground near the windowsill and the surrounding bushes and plants. The damage of branches and leaves.

Confirming his guess through careful and directional observation, Rex couldn't help but shook his head: "These guys, shouldn't you say that they are members of a band of thieves-they are too bold."

Only two or thirty undead can be seen in the whole town in one day. Yang himself is not there, only a phantom is left... It is not difficult to understand that these former thieves have a heartless heart.

Rex's character is incompatible with those former thieves, even if they can often be encountered in the town, the two sides have said less than their own exchanges with the undead.

The former thieves couldn't understand Rex's loneliness and despised his spirit being polluted; Rex also looked down on the self-willing and depraved and lawlessness of the former thieves.

This made Rex a little entangled. He really didn't want to take care of the people's nostalgia, but if he sits idly by, it seems to conflict with the belief he has always insisted on.

"...Never mind." Rex sighed. "If the town is only half built and loses manpower... it's not a good thing."

Rex was very interested in Yang's idea of ​​operating Tarantan into a territory.

He was born in the Rhine Kingdom like Tuttle Joe, and his family is higher than Tuttle's family-his father is a viscount who owns a territory and a citizen, as well as countless manor and ranch.

It stands to reason that the young man of the Viscount’s family will not fall down to the point where he has to hide in the Sorensen Mountains after being mentally contaminated... But unfortunately, he is not his father’s legitimate son, he is his. An illegitimate child born to a father and a mistress.

This is a very common thing. Gentlemen with aristocratic aura are naturally able to attract women who use beauty as their capital to go forward and succeed, with the intention of trading their bodies and wombs for a more decent life.

But it is a pity that it is very common for gentlemen to have a string of mistresses, and some of these mistresses can be favored for a long time, and some of these mistresses' heirs can be recognized by the family, but it is extremely rare.

Rex is obviously not the kind of lucky person who can be favored by the Viscount even if he is an illegitimate child, and get the favor of the viscount, and the benefits he gains from half of his inheritance are only the relatively carefree childhood and adolescence that can be private. Qualifications to attend the college.

By the time Rex was fourteen years old, Zhuhuang's mother could not attract the interest of the Viscount, so their mother and son were sent to the country by a small amount of money.

Wanting to tie up a gentleman with countless resources by the so-called father-son relationship is one of the most unrealistic fantasy in the world. The Viscount has many mistresses and more illegitimate children. Abandoning Rex and his mother is for the Viscount. It is no different from discarding a pet with a cub.

In short... Rex's desire to build Tarantan into a territory may be stronger than Yang Qiu himself-he wants too much to become famous, too much to make the Viscount father who easily abandoned him regretted abandoning such a good son like him. .

Without such a strong desire, it is impossible for Rex, who was initially on the verge of collapse, to "serve" the undead with his fighting spirit.

Rex, who had made up his mind, came to the Walker Guild construction site for the first time.

Walker is a large population of players who have changed jobs. The completion of Walker Guild is completely different from that of Warrior Guild. Not only is the square quite large, the much larger guild hall has taken shape, and rows of bungalows have also been completed. Eight.

Only a few undead on the construction site were busy doing tasks, and the three in charge of this area, only Tuttle was still on guard, and Hal and Pansy were nowhere to be seen.

Rex stared at Tuttle from a distance for a while, and felt that there was no difference between a showdown with this ranger and a showdown with Hal... Then he walked straight over.

Tuttle obviously didn't expect this soldier who had never dealt with them would take the initiative to find him, and stood up with a look of surprise: "Charlie Rex? What's the matter?"

Rex stood still a few meters away, did not make a bend, and said directly: "I don't know what you are planning. For the sake of knowing one, I think I have an obligation to remind you that you better give up, Joe ."

Tuttle's face changed when he heard Rex's first sentence. After hearing this guy's pretentious warning, he smiled angrily: "Ha, sorry...Is it that I heard you wrong? Who do you intend to educate?"

Rex shook his head slightly: "No, just a reminder."

Tuttle let out a hey, walked up to Rex with an unhappy face, and raised his chin: "Who do you think you are? A soldier?"

The army of this world... is not a respectable existence.

Even on the earth, the Chinese people's understanding of the military is fundamentally different from that of other people on earth.

In short... the word "soldier" is not a good word, it is a word used to express contempt, and it has the same meaning as "Qiu Ba" in the ancient China.

Rex would not be irritated by this kind of naive provocation, and said with no expression: "The last time you suffered a loss in the hands of the undead, I have heard of it."

Tuttle's face turned cold. "Are you looking for something, little Charlie?!"

"Calm down, I won't be bored enough to come over and find something." Rex raised his hand to stop the other person and said, "I repeat, I just want to kindly remind you not to do stupid things."

"I understand that you feel that it is a shame to succumb to Yang and be forced to live with these undead spirits. You don't agree with Yang's ideals and think that Yang is fooling you or just going crazy. I can understand all of these." Rex quickened his words. Quickly, he rushed to finish what he wanted to say before the other party lost control of his emotions, "But I still want to remind you not to forget Yang's attitude toward you, toward me, and toward us."

Tuttle Joe is also the think tank of the holy crow. Although he feels offended by the other party and is in a rage, he did not lose the most basic judgment. He suppressed his anger and said: "What on earth do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that Yang is a high-level magician." Rex breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was finally able to talk normally. "Even if he doesn't care about us people, he will still keep the high-level magician. Some demeanor and manners will not make us too embarrassed, which may make us misjudge the situation."

Tuttle looked startled.

"No matter how good manners and manners are, Yang doesn't care that we people are still the truth." Rexton said in a deep voice, "He doesn't need our support, love, trust, and awe. He just asks us to do what he needs. Do some simple things that any mentored valet can do, and provide treatments that correspond to our efforts. I believe you understand what this means, Joe."

Tuttle's face changed suddenly, his mouth half-opened, trying to say something, but he couldn't utter the words successfully.

He understood.

He is also a young master born in a good family, and he has been in the world since he was a child.

Thinking about it seriously, the Black Mage Yang did not make higher demands on them. Even if the intention to rebel was discovered last time, Yang did not intend to punish them at all. He only showed the bills they couldn’t pay and let them do it. Give a verbal guarantee and let it go gently.

Even... bluntly said that they didn't care about their betrayal.

The final reason is because to Yang, their betrayal and loyalty are worthless!

Seeing Tuttle's pale face and sweating forehead, Rex knew he understood his reminder.

With this hindsight, Rex is a little bit dissatisfied...

Nothing but a colleague. Rex can only continue to patiently persuade: "The undead never shy away from us when chatting. I think you know the reason why Yang and the undead left the town of exile. It’s to receive the civilians Yang brought from the Shigar Principality."

"What we did for Yang can also be done by civilians with a little teaching. Those of us... are not so unique that they are irreplaceable." These words hurt Rex a little bit and reminded him of the past. Can't help but sigh faintly.

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