Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

Opening his eyes and looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, the first thing Li Ang felt was not nostalgia, but 'death' spreading within his body, swallowing up the little life he had left.

But, to be honest, this state is already very familiar to Li Ang.

The power of magic flows in the skinny body, anchoring the state of 'death' itself inside the body, and then manipulates the magic in his body to make his body stand up like a puppet, and then starts to stand up and devour Energy bars left behind.

To be honest, the feeling of controlling one's body is not much different from that of controlling one's body when living normally. For Li Ang, magic is not much different from his instinct.

Mobilize the magic power to activate the body's digestion, and then mobilize the elements of life from the instinct of the creature to neutralize death.

If you want to survive in the simplest way that combines science and magic, that's how it is now.

"It's so convenient... It's a pity. It would be better if it were more convenient."

Feeling the magical power overflowing in his body, Li Ang sighed in his dry vocal cords.

You don’t even need much water or substances. You just need to be as you are now and return to replenish the elemental balance of your body in a few days or weeks. As for the brittleness of the body caused by long-term immobility and the passage of elements, this is not within the scope of Li Ang's consideration.

He already has magic, so why does he care so much about the fragile human body? Although he is gentle to his people and obeys their ideas, Li Ang doesn't have much interest in his body.

As long as you can maintain your basic life and it doesn't affect your next plans, that's fine.

"It doesn't seem to be good to be too thin. There is no way to cover up the quality..."

After looking at the skeleton-like appearance in his glasses, with only the pupils shining brightly, Li Ang touched his chin, and then began to stimulate the wind of life to accelerate the food he had just turned into flesh and blood.

While waiting for the flesh and bones to refill the elements and put back the magical wind and magical elements that leaked from everywhere on his body, Li Ang was not idle. He still remembered what he wanted to do, walked directly to the computer, restarted it, and logged into the player forum.

The system prompt on the account is already a big red mark.

Because Li Ang released Norscan customs and simplified maps, as well as a series of legends and related arguments about the Broken Land, players have begun to invest resources in the chivalrous expedition.

but

‘Player Li Ang, please contact me after you wake up. We will do our best to rescue you after confirming your location and news.

——Forum Operation Team’

Taken the bait.

He glanced at the communication methods and precautions in the appendix and raised his eyebrows.

Use the wind of life to calm the wind of death in his body. Although Li Ang's body is still thin, the concept of death has begun to move away from him.

The body began to gradually swell, and the damaged flesh that exposed the magical structure began to be reshaped and repaired. The elements of life were re-irrigated into the body, allowing Li Ang to gradually become more colorful from the original terrifying lich-like character.

Not long after, he turned back into a look that looked a little thin and tired, full of Norscan-style captives.

This is exactly what Li Ang wants everyone to see, which will add a lot of persuasiveness to his words.

The power of magic is so great.

To be honest, Li Ang thought at first that when he came back, there would be a group of people surrounding his bed, staring at him, and then interrogating him. But I didn't expect this group of people to unexpectedly follow the rules.

Or is it that this kind of alien world does not actually receive much attention in the overall evaluation, so there are no people to keep an eye on him? After all, in the final analysis, for people in this world, the world over there is certainly wonderful, but the most important thing is life here.

After confirming through the mirror that there was nothing wrong with his disguise, Li Ang cleared his throat, his voice becoming tired and a little hopeful.

Then, he picked up the phone and dialed the number.

Even before the phone rang for more than a second, the other party started to answer the call. Li Ang also pretended to be impatient and said loudly with a calm face:

"I have returned to the real world. When can you bring me back?! I have been waiting for a long time, and those Norscans have begun to doubt me! They will really kill me!"

…

"——That's why we can't save him. We absolutely can't save him from the Norsca Peninsula!"

The captain of the cruiser Emperor's Hammer, known as the luckiest player and currently one of the representatives of the Players Union, was knocking on the table in the conference room with a gloomy face, and whispered to the people around him:

"He is the only player we can currently contact who is in the deepest part of the Norsca Peninsula and can point out the surrounding landmarks in detail. Since the death of the dragon power, our knowledge of the Norsca Peninsula has been seven. He is the only one who can really give out detailed information in the area.

Indeed, he was miserable and wanted to come back. But we have to ask him to provide more information.

A Norscan warband that actually communicates with prisoners and is relatively friendly, even deep in the peaks of hell that we know, is also a huge opportunity for us. "

The red-haired captain knocked on the table, looking at the players around him who were thinking, and gradually raised his voice to show the importance of his opinion.

"The most fortunate thing is that the boy named Leon happens to know Norse!

In the past, our people who went there died faster than anyone else, just because they couldn't speak the language. But he knew. Isn't this a bridge given by God? And he is a trustworthy Norse player. He had no choice in that place.

We can say that we will help him come back, but in fact we are trying to cheat him of his information and data. The humanistic conditions and geographical information he has are too important, far more important than the map we have.

In fact, he must become our nail, nailed to the Norse region.

It is because the news he conveyed and we confirm each other that we are sitting here and planning to participate in the chivalrous expedition, right?"

Knocking on the table, the grumpy captain glared at a lady who had just proposed to save Leon.

"We are the responsibility of tens of thousands of players! So he must, and must stay in the Norsca Peninsula to serve us. It should be the honor of this player to be our mouthpiece. As long as our chivalrous expedition is successful, we can conquer the Norsca Peninsula through the geographical information he provides.

According to the description and records, the places occupied by the looters actually have great potential. Although they are powerful, they have no organization at all. Isn't this the opportunity we need?

This world has long been overcrowded. We can only seize our land from the relatively weakest robbers, right?

Take him over in reality and describe the area and related data. We just need to send people to conquer it."

The red-haired captain was so imposing that he overwhelmed the voices in the conference room.

Although he didn't speak, many players present nodded, and even some official figures standing in the back showed affirmative expressions to the captain.

They thought so too.

Although the identity of that Leon has not been confirmed, whether it is the post he published or the argument he issued, it is detailed and only locals can say it. In that case, why rescue him instead of continuing to use him to death?

They just lack relevant knowledge about the Norse Peninsula, and they will need to conquer the Norse tribe in the future. And now there is a Norse tribe running around with this player captive, isn't this a match made in heaven?

Sacrificing the freedom of one player and making all the players happy in the future is a very cost-effective deal.

As for deception, no one present thought of this.

People live in the real world, and there is a player in the other world. What's the point of deception? You have to live in this world.

All players think so as a matter of course, and have no cautious thoughts about Li Ang's existence. They also think that there is no problem with their arrangements, and this is the authority from top to bottom.

"Then take him to the base and take care of him directly. It's just right to comfort him and monitor the recorded data."

The official looked at everyone in the conference room and naturally came to a conclusion.

Naturally, no one objected to this judgment.

Everything is under control. Just waiting for data.

They thought so.