Chapter 12 Defending the Town
"Senior brother, are you awake?" Wukong was the first to react, and Liu Qingfeng, who was distracted, also came back to his senses and shook him violently twice.
"Okay, you, let us wait for a long time, do you know how worried your senior brother is about you, now there are only three of us left, but we must be united!" Liu Qingfeng said tragically.
"Huh." Zhang Hao actually laughed, "It's ridiculous, I didn't expect that a few of us lost two people like this, the drunken mad god, since he took the initiative to leave us, I never want to see this person again, the drunken demon god, he will definitely let us find it again." Zhang said proudly and firmly.
"Yes, junior brother, you don't know, I was worried about you just now, you must be out of your body, right? And your realm has risen, have you reached the Jindan realm? Goku asked.
"I have to be promoted, my ability has not grown for a long time, and I got an opportunity to succeed today, it really happened that I was sitting on the somersault cloud, otherwise the senior brother would not be able to find me so easily, since I am back, let's go to the game, I haven't been in for a long time."
Wukong is only interested in the game, Zhang Hao is really obsessed, and if saving the earth has nothing to do with him, he will definitely play very devotedly.
"I'm rubbing, I'm talking to you, do you know what day it is?" Liu Qingfeng suddenly seemed to think of something, and jumped up from the ground with a smack.
"What days can we have just after the New Year?" Zhang Hao said with a blank face.
"I guess you don't know, our Immortal Mercenary Regiment has been ordered to build a town, it's been a long time, and it has only recently begun to apply for the qualification to successfully defend the town." Liu Qingfeng explained anxiously.
"I'll go, the scale of the first-level village is fifty, the second-level village is five hundred, and the third-level is thousand, so if the town is successful, won't we have two thousand people?" Zhang Hao's eyes lit up.
He remembered that when he first applied to establish a mercenary group, he joked that it was not impossible to give up the throne to someone else when he became emperor one day.
"Don't stand outside, let's go inside and we'll play the game." Zhang Hao hurriedly urged.
Then Liu Qingfeng glanced at him with disdain and turned around and entered the house, the two followed, and when they both put on their helmets and were ready to enter, Zhang Hao tried to enter the game again.
In order to avoid that kind of thing in the morning, he desperately remembered the feeling of going in to play this time.
Dizzily entered the game, probably a long time ago, he woke up, and his saliva was about to flow out as he looked at the colorful players coming and going around him.
The place where he was standing now was the place in the city of Shura City, Zhang Hao opened his backpack and took out the leftover teleportation talisman that he had used before, and suddenly came to the outside of the Immortal Town Soul Village.
The plaque was written and hung by Zhang Hao back then, looking at the still atmospheric sign, Zhang Hao's eyes were a little confused.
His memories went back to the past, "This knife is me, the golden dragon with golden light on the knife is the mad god, and the beautiful knife pendant is the snow dance ......"
The past is vivid, the mad god expressed by God, the fairy is himself, and now there is no mad god and he is a fairy, he feels that this name is a little dazzling, a luck, the sleeve waved in the air, and nothing came out.
He forgot that this was a game, and originally wanted to take out Juque and change his name.
"Hey, who is that, don't stand there, come in and gather, the monster is coming!"
Zhang Hao heard someone shouting inside when he was in a daze, and remembered that there was such a thing as a monster attacking the city.
He turned around and narrowed his sharp eyes, as if he saw thousands of horses galloping.
"Little Gray Gray ......"
Zhang Hao lovingly called out the little gray ash, touched its head, and went into the village together.
It is said that the village is no longer the same, and the things that should be renovated have been completed according to the town standards, including the size of the site, the size of their own houses, and some protective measures that should be in place, such as rolling stones on the city wall, hot oil, and firearms such as cannons.
Zhang Hao walked into the door leisurely, and although his dog did not speak, he licked his fingers and wagged his tail to tell about his excitement.
Smiling and looking at the soldiers who were standing at the door as if they were at home, Zhang Hao was sincerely happy.
"That sword fairy, go to the back if you have nothing to do, you still have to deploy it here, the trumpets below level fifty-five are all found inside and wait, and you will be used when there are not enough people."
The Zhang Pride who spoke for a while was an assassin second-turn master, and the level was at level 70, which was neither the highest nor the lowest among the current players, and level 70 was a watershed, and those above this level were strong.
Zhang Hao smiled and walked inside, all the houses were renovated, the streets were completely unrecognizable, the stone figures on the outer walls were completely covered with bamboo, and there were some other things.
Inexplicably, Zhang Hao saw the seven lonely houses wrapped in "high-rise buildings", all of which were the most simple wooden houses, one of which was a small piece higher than the others, Zhang Hao was a little moved, and said in his heart, worthy of being good brothers, everyone is the same.
In addition to this, Zhang Hao also noticed that the outside of his house was clean and there was no weeds, and several others were also the same.
Zhang Hao walked to the side of his house and measured the distance, on the left was the house of the mad god, which was too close to himself, and on the right was the house of the demon god, which could barely be stuffed with another one.
So he smiled and took out a lot of fine wood from his backpack and piled it up on the ground.
Two carpenter NPCs wandering around the village were found, and Zhang Hao ran over and asked them to help him build another room with a smile.
The two older NPCs looked at the young man in amazement, and one of them said: "Young man, this is an extraordinary time, your mercenary group has always been disciplined, and now there is a war, if it is known by the upper echelons, I am afraid it will be over."
Zhang Hao felt justified when he heard it, and it was obviously inappropriate for him, as the head of the regiment, not to help Shouzhen at such a critical moment, but to rush to build a residence for Wukong.
"Two, do you think this is good, all I have is so much money, you can help me build the most ordinary house, if there is not enough wood, please prepare, I believe it will not delay you much, I will go to participate in the military discussion."
The two of them saw Zhang Hao's generous hand and immediately agreed, and they were just about to work when they suddenly slapped their heads, "Isn't that right?" Isn't this the place where the head of the Xianxia Regiment is, do you dare to build a house next to him? If the deputy head of the regiment finds out, I'm afraid he will have to fire us! ”
Zhang Hao grinned, then showed his name, and then turned around and walked away in a dashing manner, the two guys immediately witnessed it, and wanted to return the money to him, but saw Zhang Hao waved his hand, so he had to build a residence steadily.