The Game of Demon Hunter

"By the way, that fat worm was killed." The man in black robe looked at the Chaos Warlock who was immersed in his work and said lightly: "I've got what I want, immediately I will leave here, and if you are killed by my younger generation, I will be happy to take your place."

"That idiot is just a small character, insignificant. If it doesn't die, I will kill it after a while." The masked Chaos Warlock carefully observed the situation in the fruit, and said in an intoxicated tone: "Look How great is our Lord, and His control over life is simply mesmerizing."

"The insider at Anthony's Port reported that an army of paladins is about to arrive at the port. Don't make those followers of false gods too proud." The man in the black robe said without any fluctuations in his tone: "I didn't like them very much from the beginning to the end."

"Don't bother me anymore, Palpatine." Chaos Warlock's voice sounded from behind the mask: "Take your immortal body and get out of here, the rotting garbage of the old continent is calling you."

"My name is Sidious now, and this is the last time I warn you." The figure of the man in black robe gradually became distorted and disappeared into the air, but his voice was still clear: "Don't underestimate that apprentice, he is not ordinary Witcher, otherwise..."

"You will regret it." As the words fell, the former chief witcher master of the cat school, who had changed his name to Sidious, disappeared in front of the Chaos Warlock.

"Demon hunter, hmph." Chaos Warlock cast a disdainful look at the place where the other party disappeared: "Always so proud."

Afterwards, the Chaos Warlock looked at the fruit in front of him with sick eyes: "They will never understand the greatness of the power of life. Only our Lord Nurgle is the beginning and the end of all things."

On the Old Continent, the People's Anti-Intellectual Committee has established a set of underground management systems for players under the noses of various countries.

It took less than a month for the trial court under the committee to truly let EU players understand what it means to not die if you don't die.

All players who tried to copy modern technology to give themselves an advantage in the game basically received warning letters.

All the players who put the above actions into actual actions were basically investigated by the judges under the Tribunal.

As a result of the investigation, those found guilty were basically imprisoned.

In the game, death can't scare players who don't know the truth.

But those imprisoned players soon understood the fact that they had to either be obediently reformed through labor, or face the secret police in reality.

Liberal democracy is a fart in front of the authority of the League of Nations, or several big rogue regimes.

After playing enough pirate games, Huang Laoxie handed over his pirate regime to another political commissar, and continued to attack the commercial routes of the Woking Church in the sea.

That's right, the regime.

Huang Laoxie entered the game at the beginning of the game server, so far, the character level has reached level eleven.

He is one of the first players in the world to cross the tenth level.

Although it is not the highest level, its combat effectiveness is definitely one of the top few people.

He led his men to play pirate games, and accidentally unified all the pirate forces in the Mediterranean Sea, actually occupied 27 big islands, and led more than 30,000 aborigines.

Realizing that if he continued to play, he had to approve documents in the office, Huang Shiren, who couldn't kill people quickly, decisively applied for replacement personnel, and led a group of key members to form a trial court.

"We now have 12,723 people in detention." An adjutant reported to Huang Laoxiehui with a parchment: "Most people expressed their willingness to cooperate with our labor reform policy."

"Let them clean up this island. Since we want to build an underground force, we must have an intimidating environment. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. They thought I was going to invite them to drink tea." Huang Laoxie, who has a prosthetic leg, looked at it. Sunny Island said: "Give them a week to throw everything that is beautiful on the island into the sea."

"The labor union in the EU informed us that the actual working hours per day should not exceed six hours, and we must ensure that these players have weekly weekends and paid holidays." The adjutant said to Huang Laoxie as if he had seen a ghost: "They That's what it says."

"Real time or game time?" Huang Laoxie spat on the ground to express his disdain.

"It didn't say that." The adjutant had an expression that I understood.

"Then calculate it according to real time, and work six hours a day." Huang Laoxie smiled grimly: "Mobilize them to work overtime voluntarily, distribute their tools, and tomorrow morning I will see this place become a construction site."

"Understood!" The adjutant tore the parchment in his hand to pieces and threw it on the ground.

"Mother Xipi, carve that mountain into the shape of a skull for me, and then hollow it out. From now on, this will be our base camp!" Huang Laoxie turned and walked towards the sea boat behind him with his warhammer on his shoulder.

If anyone in the Temple of Wealth sees this battleship painted black, they will find that this ship is their newly built flagship.

Now, the black skull flag is waving in the wind.

In the loess area and the northern theater, more than one million players, under the command of their respective regiments, filled the defense line of more than 50 kilometers across.

Every year in March and April, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the green-skinned army that invades the northern tundra wasteland will go south on a large scale, plundering enough food, and consuming their excess population by the way.

For the greenskins, this year is the Chinese New Year. The little yellow shrimp who used to hide behind the city wall and used magic and a lot of war tools to attack him unexpectedly walked out of the city wall on his own initiative!

"Waaagh!" A three-meter-high green-skinned boss covered in bone armor roared excitedly. It had a premonition that a great mess was right in front of it!

Ten kilometers later, an aboriginal general dressed as a general is trying to persuade the player commander in charge of this part of the theater: "You are wasting the lives of soldiers! No one can stop those green barbarians without a city wall." The first wave of impact!"

"You hit yours, I hit mine, we don't interfere with each other, this is the greatest respect I can give you, General Yue!" The player in military uniform said very solemnly, "You We will see how we fight, in this world, we are the best soldiers, none of them."

"Only defending, not attacking is not our style." The big-brimmed hat carried his musket on his back: "More than three million troops are armed in the rear, waiting to go to the front line. Before we die, they will join our front line .”

"General Yue, I guarantee that the Great Wall under your feet will never see swords and soldiers again!" After saying that, he walked out of the wall with his head held high and his chest held high.

PS: After the plot here is over, the plot will be advanced a little faster, and it is time for the protagonist to pretend to be aggressive in front of ordinary players

PS: Thanks to the book friend @stand-alone little prince for the reward