Doomsday Survival: The Sickly Girl Becomes a Necromancer

Although it seems that the golems, gargoyles, and minotaurs are fighting back and forth.

But the human warriors are having a hard time.

If it weren't for these people dragging their feet, the soldiers under her might have already broken through the opponent's"wall" and killed inside.

As for her skeletons, they are now all gathered around her to form a formation for protection, and have no intention of going up to help.

After all, she has sent all her alchemical products over. If they can't deal with thousands of minotaurs, then these people should reflect on how they have survived from the Advent Day to now.

As for the heavy machine gun in front of her, it was completely her own boredom.

You can't always be locked in the pumpkin car to make conversion water.

It is still necessary to relax and vent appropriately.

Especially when shooting, Ouyang Qianjin found that this extreme violent output is very stress-relieving.

Although it is useless for monsters.

But she herself has indeed walked out of the"haze" of making conversion water.

It's like doing a set of radio gymnastics, refreshing

"Sebastian, from your professional perspective, what do you think of the fighting power of these people?"

Ouyang Qianjin, who was holding a canopy on her hand, asked while watching the battle in the distance.

"My personal abilities are just OK and need to be improved, but my teamwork is totally unsatisfactory. I don't understand my own skills or the skills of others."

"It's like a child holding a long sword and swinging it around casually. It looks scary, but in fact it has no killing power at all." After hearing Ouyang Qianjin ask for his professional opinion, Old Sebastian stood there and explained what"professional" meant in a way that Ouyang Qianjin should probably understand.

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"Haha, Sebastian's requirements are really high."

Ouyang Qianjin smiled with narrowed eyes.

"It has only been about four months since everyone acquired the ability. Without anyone to teach us, we have to figure everything out on our own. It is pretty good to be able to play like this, at least that is what I think."

"Indeed, what the young lady said makes sense, but in the eyes of professionals, this kind of life-and-death battle can completely hone the team's ability to cooperate. Although they seem to be doing some kind of teamwork, I really can't see it. Even the recruits I trained before are better than them in this aspect."

As a butler, he naturally wouldn't refute what Ouyang Qianjin said. In fact, he could see that the people on the opposite side were trying to do some kind of cooperation in the battle.

But it was really far from the teamwork they had at that time.

After all, it was a large team of more than 50 people.

It really shouldn't be fought like this.

If there is anything worthy of praise, it is that no one has died until now.

"Oh? Training new soldiers? You also know how to deploy troops?"

This surprised Ouyang Qianjin.

"Haha, you are joking, miss. It is not really a battle formation. That is something I did when I was a mercenary. It is just a trivial trick that is not worth mentioning."

Sebastian smiled modestly.

"Is this another insignificant trick? Forget it, let's just watch the show."

Seeing Sebastian say this, Ouyang Qianjin nodded.

Then she took out her telescope.

At a distance of several hundred meters, this thing really works better.

However, this is carpentry, swordsmanship, tailoring, painting, and now an instructor...

Are all the butlers in this other world monsters?

They know everything.

The key is that Sebastian seems to be proficient in everything!

But as one's own butler

, he is still very qualified. Ouyang Qianjin smiled as she looked at the battlefield in the distance.

In fact, although Sebastian could not understand the operations of Xue Manqi and others.

But Ouyang Qianjin knew exactly what they were doing.

After all - warriors hold the line, mages output, priests add blood...

Isn't this the standard way of playing for 'warriors, mages, and priests' in the game? After seeing it so many times, I didn't think there was anything strange about it.

After all, everyone basically treats it as The style of play in the game is still in operation. Wasn't it the same as before by Ouyang Qianjin?

In fact, in the eyes of Ouyang Qianjin, there is nothing wrong with the style of play of Xue Manqi and others.

It's just too messy.

To put it bluntly, it's about command.

Even if the style of play in the game is used, there needs to be a commander who has an overall view to command so that it doesn't appear so chaotic.

Because all his subordinates are converted or created by his own skills, they execute his orders 100%.

But it's different when it comes to people.

Especially these guys who can't work together.

Except for the two brothers Zhang Mo who he requested, the remaining 56 people, 28 different teams.

How can they work together?

Don't even think about it.

Just like that.

An"offensive and defensive exhibition match" that was not very exciting ended not very smoothly after three hours.

"Three hours... a little more would have been enough for me to beat a 29-level instance with 20,000 Centaurs, and you guys only killed a few thousand.……"

The sun was setting.

Sitting at the dinner table, Ouyang Qianjin ate the food prepared by Sebastian while complaining about the captains who were eating the dry food they brought.

Xue Manqi was one of them.

At this time, the faces of these people were quite dark.

Because what Ouyang Qianjin said was a bit harsh, but it was the truth, and they could not refute it.

So they could only listen to Ouyang Qianjin's mumbling in silence while chewing the dry food expressionlessly.

Sure enough, I can advance faster alone.

If it weren't for the dungeon, for the experience.

I really don't want to bring such a group of encumbrances.

Looking at these guys with dark faces, Ouyang Qianjin sighed secretly in his heart.

At this time, Xue Manqi touched Zhang Mo, who was sitting next to him, with his knee.

Zhang Mo, who was eating a burrito, turned his head and looked.

Just in time, he saw Xue Manqi winking at him.

Oh - see.

I said that it is easy to become autistic to take advantage of the experience of the eldest lady, but you still don't believe it.

How is it now?

A bunch of people in their twenties, thirties, and forties were scolded by an eighteen-year-old girl and didn't even dare to talk back.

Life is not easy, Zhang Mo sighed.

But what can he do?

After all, they gave him two horses and some fodder.

Even the props needed for riding were delivered for free this morning.

Otherwise, the two brothers might have gone the same way as others.

Just look at those people who almost couldn't hold their weapons when they just faced the minotaur.

This journey is not so easy to handle.

After all, it's still my"young" body that has to bear everything!

""Um, big sister, are you dissatisfied with us?"

Zhang Mo asked cautiously, imitating Ouyang Qianjin's sigh.