The Black Knight from the Blue Planet

Listening to Hardy's inquiry, the big muscle tyrant was very ashamed.

The reason why there are only twenty-one players left is simple. Others have sent their virtual cabins back to the game company.

After checking, the game company responded: The smart program in the game has anchored the individual's brain wave consciousness, and even changing the virtual cabin is useless. Even if new characters are rebuilt, the so-called "Bright Contract" can still find their new numbers and rebind them, which is useless.

Then these nineteen people became angry and returned the virtual cabin to the game company and refunded their money.

They plan to stop playing this game and wait for a new virtual stealth game to come out before switching games.

Only fools make 25 million in the game and give it to NPCs.

Hardy actually guessed the general situation of the matter. He smiled and said: "It seems that the others intend to stay in your world and are unwilling to come over to pay back the money."

The big muscle tyrant is even more embarrassed.

Although the natives of this world do not know the concepts of stars and planets, they are very accepting of other worlds.

Because this world has the concepts of celestial creatures, demonic creatures, elemental realms, etc.

Therefore, when Hardy talks like this, he does not break away from the cognitive concepts of NPCs in this world.

"It doesn't matter. With the Bright Contract, as long as they come to our world, they will have to pay back the money after all." Hardy smiled, with a bit of sarcasm on his face: "If they never come here, then they can be treated as If you die, you really don’t have to pay back the money.”

All these players have weird expressions.

It seemed that I was ashamed and unhappy all rolled into one.

Hardy looked at their expressions and smiled inwardly.

When they were asked to sign a bright contract before, the compensation amount was evenly distributed to everyone.

It stands to reason that as the 'leader', the big muscle tyrant should bear the bulk of the compensation, but this was intentional by Hardy.

As a host, Big Muscle Master pulls a group of players to follow him. Regardless of whether the players who follow him admit it or not, he is the de facto ‘leader’.

The leader usually gets more resources, but if he fails, everyone must bear the punishment. This is unfair.

The nineteen people who walked away were the result of this mentality.

At the same time...the remaining people don't 'identify' with Big Muscle Ba in their hearts.

If the big muscle tyrant still has benefits in the future and he takes the big picture and everyone 'shares' the trouble together, then his small group will break up sooner or later.

This is the thorn Hardy left deliberately.

Hardy doesn't mind using this method to restrict and target N players who have a bad relationship with him.

People like Bing Xixi and Alice would naturally find ways to win over them.

"Since you want to be the vanguard, then go find a Viscount named Hull, who is in charge of this area, and tell him that I asked you to go."

Da Mushao nodded, led his members, and hurried forward.

Hardy looked at the retreating figures of Big Muscle Ba and others, with a smile on his lips.

In front of them, Xixi led fifty players to clear the way, and now there is a big muscle tyrant leading his men to surrender. In a short period of time, the threat to the players should not be great.

After all, the world is too big, with one million players scattered all over the place. In the early days, it was difficult to gather a hundred people in one area.

And the place they are going to is not the main battlefield.

An army of 10,000 people formed a long queue that stretched for almost a kilometer.

The weather has been good recently and the marching speed is not satisfactory.

It is estimated that we will reach New York City in about four days.

"You look happy."

Madame Sissi poked her head out of the carriage window next to her.

She is now dressed very simply and conveniently. After all, the army is out and it is not easy for her to dress like a noble lady.

But simplicity is also beautiful, and the tight-fitting clothes especially highlight how perfect and beautiful her car headlights are.

Hardy turned to look at her and smiled: "Some more immortal professionals will join us. This way, our soldiers will die a lot less."

"This is indeed something to be happy about."

Mrs. Sissi asked: "We should arrive in New York City soon. Have you heard of the leader of the Southern Faction, Dracula Teutonic?"

Hardy thought for a while and said: "I have heard some rumors that he is very capable and has a strong speaking ability."

"I heard that he is quite difficult to deal with." Mrs. Sissi sighed: "He likes banquets, beautiful women, hunting, and slaughtering prey himself. He also has a weird personality."

Hardy's body swayed slightly as the horse moved: "It doesn't matter whether he is easy to deal with or not. We are here to help. If he doesn't like it, we will leave. Anyway, we have already received the deposit."

"That's right." Mrs. Sissi was lying on the edge of the window, her waist as high as a bow, and then smiled and said: "We have the advantage in this matter."

At this time, Alice also put her head together and said: "Sir Hardy, I have contacted a very good friend, and she is interested in becoming a guard."

"Is it reliable?"

"She is a very nice person, with a gentle personality, and she is also a little rich woman over there." Alice laughed playfully: "She is much prettier than me, and she is highly educated... In your words, she is knowledgeable."

"You have said so many of her advantages, but what about her shortcomings?" Hardy asked.

Alice's eyes widened and she said angrily: "Your Excellency, are you trying to alienate our best friend? In my eyes, she has no shortcomings."

Ha ha! Hardy laughed a few times, but it was more interesting to chat with the players.

He laughed and said, "I don't believe it."

"If anything, there really is one." Alice squeezed out from beside Mrs. Sissi. She narrowed her eyes and smiled and said: "Her current profession is a mage and she needs to rebuild her account... which is what you call a job change. , become a guardian.”

"Is she willing?" Hardy said with some worry: "As far as I know, high-level mages are much more powerful than guardians."

At this time, Alice covered her mouth and laughed loudly: "She is too stupid. She is good at art, but bad at mathematics, and not very good at logical thinking, so she has to change jobs."

"In other words, she is a new guardian?" Hardy asked with a frown.

"Don't worry, as long as Mr. Hardy is willing to hire her, she will grow very fast."

Hardy looked at her: "Like you?"

Alice nodded.

She was originally only at LV2, but her mission to protect Madam Sissi was the daily end, so her experience increased rapidly. Now she is at LV4, almost LV5.

This speed is indeed not as fast as some god-level 'brushes', but it is still a very fast growth rate.

What's more important is 'safety' and ease, which are very attractive to women.

Hardy thought for a while and said, "You can let her come over and try."

"Thank you, Mr. Hardy." Alice retreated into the carriage again. She didn't seem to want to disturb Hardy and Mrs. Sissi.

At this time, Hardy felt that nothing happened. He was about to ride his horse forward faster to see what was going on ahead, when Madam Sissi suddenly spoke.

"Hardy, when we get to New York City, please accompany me to the street to buy some things."