NPC Ying'er's suicide caused a considerable shock to Ye Feng's heart, and from that moment on, he suddenly understood that he was not only the player's lord, but also the NPC's lord.

If the NPC is just a simple set of data, then Ye Feng doesn't have to contain this group of people, let them fend for themselves, and reduce the consumption of food.

But in fact, once the NPC gives up, then the construction and production-related things will fall to the player.

It takes a lot of time to collect resources, plant, and breed, and Ye Feng's original intention is to improve the combat effectiveness and accumulate survival means to live better through continuous battles. Instead of putting them in the big rear and living comfortably.

In this way, those things, naturally, fall into the hands of NPCs.

The construction of the shelter is due to the NPC's contribution, Ye Feng resolutely felt that he couldn't let the NPC live just for a meal of food, and before the virtual apocalypse came, these NPCs all had their own fields of work, and it was time to count their professional backgrounds.

"Young man, oh, lord, this is a hiding place for dark devices, if you can move them here, then the old man, can make you the corresponding dark technology auxiliary equipment, and even some weapons, it is also possible." The old man came to Ye Feng, tore off a page from his notebook, and said.

"You've been wronged." Ye Feng respectfully took the page and said. Fortunately, I came over in time today, otherwise there would be consequences.

"From the look in your eyes, I see the decisive side of killing. I also saw the emotional side. Youngster. The old man is very optimistic about you, this is the residence of several of my peers, I hope you can find them. The more the old man looked at Ye Feng, the more pleasing he felt, so he tore another page from his notebook.

I never thought that the Ninth War Zone would still have potential scientific and technological wealth.

"Alright, everyone's collection task for today. Cancel it for the time being, and go back to their respective shelters and discuss something with everyone later. Ye Feng, as an NPC lord, said to the NPCs present for the first time.

"Lord, if you don't collect it, will you give it back food?" Suddenly, an NPC asked worriedly.

Ye Feng replied angrily: "When, I was hungry for you." ”

When the NPC heard this, he was stunned at first. Then he actually cried, and the lord would actually talk to him in such a tone. He couldn't believe it.

Thinking back to the shelter I had stayed in before, the lord of that shelter was not high and invincible, and I needed to look at their faces every day, and in front of those lords, my identity was not as good as a dog, but the current lord, although he had only met today, gave him the feeling that he was so approachable.

Well, it's not very approachable, as soon as he appeared, he didn't blink his eyes, and he killed those scourges, and the decisiveness of the killing was simply very happy-

The Ninth War Zone, the special forces training base, on a seat, Battle Xuanyuan crossed Erlang's legs, and skillfully turned a pen in his right hand. In front of him, a long queue of players formed.

"Brother Xuanyuan, let me join your special forces, right?" One player said across his chair.

"Iron-blooded Jiangnan, combat power 65 points, NPC-based combat training, current fighting skills are LV2." Battle Xuanyuan read the self-recommendation letter and said, "The marksmanship is amazing, whether it is a sniper rifle, or a pistol, in short, all kinds of firearms. ”

"Since the marksmanship, how powerful is it, the wolf took him over and put two shots." After Battle Xuanyuan said, he suddenly found that the sky wolf was no longer there.

"Well, who's that, take him over for a moment."

Bang~! Bang~! Bang~!

Soon, the sound of various firearms came from the shooting range, and when Iron Blood Jiangnan came back, there was already an unbearable look on his face.

"What's the result?" Battle Regulus asked with interest.

The special player sighed and shook his head: "One word, rotten, two words are terrible, four words, I can't bear to look at it directly." ”

"Jiangnan, are you afraid of death?" Battle Regulus asked.

"I'm afraid, who is not afraid of death, but what's the use of being afraid, people live, isn't it just for that breath." Iron-blooded Jiangnan replied indifferently.

"Okay, take him to the special forces."

And when Battle Xuanyuan recruited his special forces members, Tianding Memories was also selecting his secret sentinel members, but his method was more distinctive.

For example, a player who was resting on the edge of the training ground was raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead when a bottle of mineral water was abruptly handed over.

"Brother, drink some water?" The face of the speaker is not common, but the equipment on the body gives people an extremely sophisticated feeling.

"Thank you." Rest the player, take the mineral water, and still don't forget to look at the equipment on the comer.

"75 points of combat power, not bad, a high battle in a high battle." The visitor said in a surprised tone.

"Do you have anything to say?" The resting player asked.

"Come to our sentry and fight like a shadow." The visitor replied.

"Fight like a shadow?" The resting player muttered to himself, then stood up, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's go." ”

Recruitment information such as this is still going on all over the Ninth War Zone, and the dark outposts of Tianding's memories can be seen everywhere like ghosts. And let's start and pick out those high-level players-

The wreckage will be stunned, Ling Feng and Jin will also be stunned, and Nanxiang will leave the song, and they will be even more stunned.

One after another departure letters from the team's high-level players stimulated the hearts of several commanders.

"Why did you leave?" The Wreckage Leader confronts a departing high-war player.

"Because it will make a smooth way for you." The departing high-war players answered almost the same thing, and this is the most frightening part.

"What should I do?" In order to form the second regiment in the Ninth War Zone, the four commanders stayed together for the past two days, so the departure of the high-level players could be guessed by the four of them from each other's eyes.

"What else can I do, I can only let them go." Ling Feng said helplessly.

"They're gone, what are we going to do?" Nanxiang Lige looked a little angry, and the diggers were all dug up on his head.

"Blood mist, the meaning of let's form a second regiment is obviously pushing us into a group army operation." Jin analyzed very calmly: "Personal ability is not applicable to the group army. ”――

In the afternoon, Xie Bing NPC came in a gunship, and after waiting for nearly a day of data flow genius, he was relieved, as long as the people from the NPC base could send people, then he was willing to wait as long as he wanted.

The most feared thing is that the other party does not send people, otherwise the base will be established, and you will need to wait until the expansion pack arrives.

The fat man has been racing against the time of the end times, and he is not willing to wait, and he cannot afford to wait.

"The future is terrifying, I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, your Ninth War Zone has developed to the point where we all have to pay attention to it." Xie Bing NPC got off the helicopter gunship plane, and sighed sincerely.

Today's Ninth War Zone has self-sufficient farmland, airplanes, tanks, and a huge population that is most scarce in the last days.

With everything in place, there is no suspense in establishing an A-class survivor base. (To be continued.) )