Infinite Sims

January 30th, daytime, light snow.

Snow City is located in the south of Tianhe.

Because it is close to the north, the temperature is cold, and the snow falls continuously every winter, and the buildings in the city are stained with silver makeup, so it is named Snow City.

Three months ago, Syracuse changed hands.

Because the generals and officials guarding the city surrendered without a fight, there was not much bloodshed in the city, and the power was handed over smoothly. Both the population and the buildings were well preserved, but there were a lot of barbarians.

This group of barbarians is the most popular.

It was Duo Chi'er who arrived a month ago.

As the most murderous of the barbarian Nine Banners, he has established the Zhenglu Banner Dutong with numerous military exploits. His arrival has added a touch of chill to this icy city.

Congyun Restaurant.

As the largest and best restaurant in Syracuse, all kinds of luxurious carriages are parked outside the restaurant, and there are many guards and soldiers brought by guests to guard it. The security is no less than that of a military camp.

Common people passing by will look at the closed gate curiously.

Many people even slowed down, discussing the gossip they heard from nowhere.

"What happened, why are there so many soldiers and guards today?"

"Look at their clothes."

"Nearly half of the soldiers have light green undershirts, obviously they are all people who are facing the green flag. I'm afraid there is a big man who is facing the green flag, but I don't know who it is?"

"Didn't you see the carriage on the side? Duo Chi'er's carriage is in charge of Zhenglvqi, and he is in the restaurant."

"Keep your voice down, if what you just said spreads out, you will inevitably get a few boards."

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Duo Chi'er likes others to call him a general, but the general said it is strictly forbidden."

"Thank you for reminding me, brother. I forgot for a while. But look at this carriage, the reason why the general came here today should be related to a woman."

"woman?"

"Huang Lanxi, the daughter of Huang Zeshu, a member of the first rank."

"No, didn't Huang Zeshu flee to the north of the Tianhe River with the emperor and Zhao Yuxie? Why did he leave his daughter here?"

"I want to know that too, but it's absolutely true that Duo Chi'er is pursuing her."

"Pursuit? Not for fun?"

"The general promised the position of concubine..."

...

From within the cloud restaurant.

In the middle is a boxy hollow structure, and the high platform built on the first floor can be seen from upstairs.

This was originally for the convenience of drama performances and storytelling, but since the change of owner of Syracuse a few months ago, the high stage has changed from a stage to a competition stage.

now.

On the martial arts arena, a great Zhao warrior and a barbarian warrior are confronting each other.

Although it was an empty-handed duel, the two of them could easily make a loud bang when they punched, and the wind of the fist could even be felt by many people who were in a good viewing position.

Compared to this contest, many people turned their attention to a private room on the second floor.

The eyes are mostly fear and awe, because it is Duo Chi'er inside.

"General."

An old barbarian woman knocked on the door and entered the private room.

Duo Chi'er, who was sitting by the window, immediately stood up and greeted her: "Mother, how is Miss Huang?"

His mother passed away a long time ago, and his successors were all raised by the wet nurse in front of him, whom he affectionately called grandma.

Mother replied: "It's better than before, and I didn't refuse."

"Very good very good."

Duo Chi'er looked happy, turned his head and looked through the viewing port, looking at a private room diagonally opposite.

Because there were dense beads hanging outside that private room, the expression, appearance, and even movements of the people inside could not be seen clearly, only a figure in white clothes could be vaguely seen.

"In your capacity, even if she doesn't agree, you can force her into the house."

Seeing this, Grandma shook her head and said, "Why do you put your hot face on her cold feet?"

A gleam appeared in Duo Chi'er's eyes, and he said, "Among the women I've met, Miss Huang is not the most beautiful, but her literary talent and character are different from other women."

Grandmother was silent for a while, then asked: "I heard people say that you plan to marry her?"

"As a Dazhao person, she can't be my wife."

Duo Chi'er poured a cup of hot wine on the table into her throat, feeling a surge of fire in her heart, and said solemnly: "But as long as she is willing, she will become my favorite concubine, bar none."

Seeing his bliss, Grandmother said in a deep voice: "But after I heard it, she had a private life with a man, and that man was among the 200,000 people in Yecheng who were slaughtered by you."

"so what?"

Dochier filled the empty wine glass with wine.

Mother reminded: "Aren't you afraid that she will retaliate against you?"

Duo Chi'er picked up the wine glass and smelled the aroma of the wine lightly: "It's not me who did it, let alone a big man like me, how can I be afraid of a little girl?"

Mother: "Is that why you rarely summoned the Niu family's father and son recently?"

Duo Chi'er: "I have already told Miss Huang that as long as she is willing to be my concubine, I will hand over the father and son to him, whether it means killing or cutting."

"Aren't you afraid that this will cause dissatisfaction among the officials of Da Zhao?"

"Being under my command, they are just dogs. They should feel honored to be able to do things for their master. If they dare to yell at their master, I don't mind killing dogs and eating meat."

"You really have to be that girl from Zhao?"

"It must be her."

"Okay, I'll try to help you."

"Thank you, Mom." Duo Chi'er smiled.

Grandma is willing to help herself, not saying that she will succeed, but it should improve her chances a lot.

Grandma turned around to leave, but turned around halfway: "How are you going to deal with that?"

Duo Chi'er was taken aback: "What matter?"

Mother: "It's the revenge of the souls that is said to be caused by you."

Duo Chi'er: "Is that the rebel army that raged behind us for two months, and even strangled the son of Dutong and tens of thousands of Dazheng's elites?"

"That's not a rebellious army, but"

"It's just a group of incompetent waste. In order to make excuses for defeat, they blamed the enemy on the theory of ghosts and gods, and even put the responsibility on me."

"You mean, those who attacked them were all Da Zhao people forming a rebellious army?"

"There will be nothing but chaos."

"However, the confessions of the survivors are surprisingly consistent, saying that they saw the resurrection of the corpse with their own eyes."

"I've collected a lot of relevant information. Even if it's really a monster like they say, and can revive the dead to fight, as long as it's still human, as long as it can still be injured by others, it will pose no threat to me."

"No threat?" Grandma wondered.

Duo Chi'er came to the window, looked at the contest that was about to end on the high platform below, and said, "Mama might as well stay and wait, my people are about to take part."

Amu stepped forward with a puzzled expression on his face, and just as he looked down, he heard cheers from around.

The barbarian warrior on the high platform flew upside down, spat out a mouthful of blood when he fell down the platform, struggled twice and passed out.

"Playing martial arts in front of us."

Wang Jiusheng, the great Zhao martial artist on the competition stage, glanced around the stands, and sneered: "It's an understatement to say that you can't control yourself, it's really ridiculous."

In this restaurant where nearly one-third of the guests are barbarians and nobles, he dared to speak like this, so he naturally had something to rely on.

In addition to his self-confidence as a master, he also has a dislike for barbarians.

After all, one's own power is limited, and it is impossible to change Da Zhao's weakness.

But he was able to regain confidence in the people of Dazhao who lived under the rule of the barbarian country through a series of martial arts competitions, and let the barbarians see that Dazhao is not without strong men.

Of course, the most important thing is to get Duo Chi'er's approval.

Otherwise, even if he borrowed some courage from him, he would not dare to say these words, because he would definitely not be able to live for two days, and there were too many barbarians who could kill him.

in a cacophony of voices.

A barbarian in civilian clothes stepped onto the platform.

Now it's freezing outside, and the restaurant has taken various measures to increase the temperature a lot, but it is a wooden structure after all, and there will be cold wind blowing in from time to time.

It can be said that there is no one who wears a thin dress like this.

"This is your person?"

Mother glanced at Duo Chi'er suspiciously.

Duo Chi'er signaled her to read on: "Mum will find out later."

"Shuanghu boxing champion Jiusheng."

Wang Jiusheng clasped his fists and said with a cautious expression.

"Nineteen slaves." The single-clothed barbarian replied.

There was neither anger nor eagerness in his voice and tone, as if emotion had been lost.

With the order of the host, the competition officially began.

Looking at the motionless Nineteen Slaves, Wang Jiusheng posed with him as the center, moving his legs slowly, trying to find the right time to make a move.

If you look at it from the perspective of movements, Nineteen Slaves have weaknesses in every part of their body.

From the actions of Nineteen Slaves before coming to the stage, it is not difficult to judge that he is also a master.

The gap between masters may be large or small, but it is absolutely impossible to be so big that the whole body is full of weaknesses like it is now.

Moreover, his seemingly arrogant and supercilious demeanor also made the vigilant Wang Jiusheng not to make a move at the first moment, but to try to find a better time to make a move.

"I should be worrying too much."

Wang Jiusheng circled twice in a row, and decided not to continue when he came to the dead corner behind Nineteen Nu, his body suddenly accelerated and rushed over.

At the same time, Nineteen Nu turned his head around, revealing a pair of cold pupils.

"Danger!"

Wang Jiusheng's heart rang alarm bells, he hurriedly stopped, and jumped back to the edge of the competition stage.

Seeing that the nineteen slaves did not catch up, he was relieved. Due to the sudden reaction of his body, his chest inevitably rose and fell violently, and he calmed down after several breaths.

"This feeling can't be wrong."

Wang Jiusheng put on a posture again, his face full of solemnity: "The weakness of the whole body is just a bait to make me relax my vigilance, but it is actually watertight."

Moreover, he also found out.

This barbarian gave him the feeling that before the martial arts ban, he saw a martial arts master when he was young. Under the calm and inconspicuous appearance, there was a terrifying power like a storm.

In the face of this kind of enemy, one carelessness will lead to defeat, so one must be cautious and cautious.

Wang Jiusheng tried to attack from other angles.

But every time he saw the sudden gaze of the nineteen slaves, he would jump away like a frightened bird.

This behavior caused booing from the surrounding guests, especially the barbarian who was dissatisfied with his speech just now, and now he was even louder and ridiculed.

"For the last time, if it doesn't work, I will admit defeat."

Wang Jiusheng made up his mind and moved again.

Facing this kind of enemy normally will only stimulate his fighting spirit. After all, even if he can't win, he can still gain experience against the enemy.

But facing this barbarian, if he couldn't win, he would rather admit defeat.

Because the other party's gaze is too dangerous, so dangerous that if he loses one move, the other party will kill him without hesitation, and then he will either die or be disabled.

At this time, Nineteen Nu seemed to hear something and looked at a window on the second floor.

"Chance!"

Wang Jiusheng was excited, his internal energy penetrated his whole body, and he rushed away quickly and violently.

The whole person is like a tiger pounced on its prey, and a pair of seemingly weak fists made two tiger roars.

Bang——

Nineteen Nu turned his head almost instantly, dodged a punch with his upper body back, and then slid past him with another punch in both hands.

"I think."

Wang Jiusheng felt that he was surrounded by a terrifying aura. He opened his mouth and was about to admit defeat, but his throat was flattened by a punch, making him swallow the input words in his mouth.

bang bang bang bang~

In the blink of an eye, Nineteen Slaves threw out dozens of punches.

Wang Jiusheng didn't even have time to let out a scream, and fell heavily on the ground. His staring eyes seemed to indicate that his life was over.

Nineteen Nu didn't wait for the results of the competition to be announced, so he walked towards the audience, his expression the same as before.

After a few seconds of silence, there was bursts of cheers.

But many martial arts practitioners looked at the nineteen slaves who had left, and recalled the phantom scene just now, and couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts.

Several of them were really looking at the window he just looked at.

After discovering that the owner of the window was Duo Chi'er, they then thought that this was his subordinate, otherwise they would not be able to explain the look.

"Where did you find this expert?"

Seeing Nineteen Nu's performance, Grandma couldn't help but look at Duo Chi'er.

Duo Chi'er smiled and said, "This is a weapon I cultivated."

Grandma: "Weapons?"

"Thousands of people and a lot of resources were spent before and after, and ninety-five weapons were finally created. I named them-Eternal Life Slaves."

Duo Chi'er licked his lips, and said to himself: "Facing the Longevity Slave who is proficient in fighting and battle formation, even the Celestial Cavalry is far from being an opponent. Who in this world can kill me?"

In order to train them, not to mention the thousands of people who died before and after, the resources consumed are already huge, almost accounting for nearly half of his harvest from the battle and plunder along the way.

However, although the longevity slaves are strong, they have many side effects on their respective bodies.

After all, how difficult it is to achieve the realm of the master, let alone the peak realm of the ninety-five masters, and it is still a quick one.

But for Duo Chi'er, resources are the least of his worries.

As long as he has the resources in hand, he can make more of these consumables. As long as he can achieve his goal, all the effort is worth it.

"Ninety-five."

Grandma was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

This shock lies not only in the ninety-five powerful masters, but also in why it is not other numbers, but the number that symbolizes the ninety-five masters of Great Zhao.