"Deputy City Lord, if I want to entrust the residents of the city to do something, how should I send the task?"

"Oh, you just need to write down the things you want to entrust into a paperwork, and I will send someone to post it on the announcement list, and wait for someone to accept the commission."

Announcing the board? Can I pick it up myself? Lin Yutian thought in his heart, and asked people to bring paper and pens, wooden stools, tables and chairs, and sit at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion to prepare to write the task release order...... Wait, the pens in this world seem to be quills, and the words written by this thing are too ugly.

The last time Lin Yutian started writing was in the distant wild boar period, and he asked Aina to go to the city to get banknotes, planning to design a set of battle armor for Nuo Yan to create. It's just that Aina went to the dark camp and took away the drawings she had painstakingly designed, so naturally there was no follow-up.

Is Aina okay now? Lin Yutian was slightly stunned when he carried the goose feather, letting the ink wet the white paper below, but Lin Yutian missed his first subordinate a little.

At first, I may have always spoken ill of her, but I felt some sympathy in my heart, the girl with a terrible scar on her face but a beautiful figure. Later, after getting along, this sympathy turned into a little pampering and care, and sometimes it was even full of blood and heartbeat. But because he was a wild boar, Lin Yutian's moral bottom line adhered to and did not do anything ashamed.

Later, it was she who caused trouble in Orlandra, and she was taken to the dark camp by her grandfather. With her family protected, she shouldn't be in any danger, and the scars on her face should have been erased.

Magic is so magical, it shouldn't be hard to do. It's ridiculous, I haven't seen how beautiful her face really is. Just let her go with herself. It's just that there is still a weak, weak and invisible connection in my heart.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Mo Yu whispered to the side. Lin Yutian turned around slightly, and a piece of white paper had been stained with ink by himself.

"Another piece of paper."

"There you have it." The deputy city lord stood aside with a stack of white paper and waited, and Lin Yutian picked up the brush and wrote three lines of big characters this time, he had the impression of how those city lords and NPCs sent tasks, just imitate it:

Recruit brave sons of the gods to patrol the streets of the city, and reward 2,000 kills for patrolling each time.

Bite! System prompt: The city lord task is being released, please ask if it takes effect.

"Yes!" Lin Yutian couldn't help but be happy, he really had a door, but he was so nonsense, in case other players came, wouldn't he be able to get out of the way quickly. But there's just too much kill to get into Sin City. After accepting his own shout, the system did not respond for a long time.

Bite! System Prompt: The reward and difficulty of the City Lord Quest cannot be matched, please repost it.

"I'm going, playing with me?" Lin Yutian glared, and then silently began to scribble the setting just now on the paper, from two thousand kills to one thousand.

Bite! System Prompt: The reward and difficulty of the City Lord Quest cannot be matched, please republish it......

A thousand can't do it? That's eight hundred, six hundred, five hundred, three hundred, when Lin Yutian was about to give up at ten o'clock, the system finally let him pass the task with a ding.

Lin Yutian was suddenly speechless. Looking at this task that came completely from his own hands, he was silent for a while. If you patrol the streets once and don't know what the task standard is, if you reduce it by ten points at a time, you have to go around the street three hundred times to wash away the killing.

it. I just thought of coming over and bringing Moyu over to defeat the psychological defense of the Bright Saintess, but I didn't expect that I would be trapped here. If you don't wash and kill, you have to be called back, and you can't survive outside.

Start with the task. The patrol mission is really too simple, send a letter? Homicide? Or do you want to do something else?

"Go put this quest on the bulletin board. I'll pick it up later. Lin Yutian motioned for the deputy city lord to start working, and the surrounding guards also began to get busy. Restoring the situation in Sin City, which has been abandoned for a long time.

Lin Yutian pondered and meditated on giving himself various tasks, but he couldn't think of what he should do in Sin City after racking his brains. But fortunately, he was not fighting alone, and after thinking hard and meditating to no avail, he began to launch the tasks that his subordinates around him wanted to issue to the Son of God.

"You can let the Son of God go to the mines in the east to open mines, or go to the farms in the west, well, now you can only go to mines."

Mo Yu: "Master, what are you going to do?" Let's do it for you. ”

"Labor reform!" Lin Yutian was full of emotion, and the deputy city lord on the side suddenly slapped his forehead:

"How did I forget this, the Son of God can donate to the city's treasury, and then offset the sins on his body through the tribute he receives."

"Donate?" Lin Yutian stood up suddenly, "Why didn't you say it earlier, how much to donate?" ”

The deputy city lord's eyes flashed with wisdom: "A hundred gold coins and a little contribution can offset a little sin value." ”

Lin Yutian frowned, he still felt that he had been cheated, "My three thousand kills, three hundred thousand gold coins, shoot!" ”

The deputy city lord immediately smiled, and Lin Yutian silently ran to the teleportation array and began to run towards the improvised bank near the tavern in the city. It is still possible to provide players with the most basic game services, but the development features of these services are at a slightly higher tax rate.

"There is a 10% tax rate to withdraw money, this Sin City is definitely designed by the system to pit players' money!" Lin Yutian gritted his teeth and spent hundreds of thousands of oceans, and then silently walked towards the City Lord's Mansion. He is the biggest in Sin City, so should he also pay the money? Later, I will ask the deputy city lord what to do with these donations.

"Oh, these gold coins are the only income of the City Lord's Mansion in the past thousands of years, you must know that the current tax is not very easy to collect. We're going to use that for the renovation of the City Lord's Mansion......"

"Get it for you, stop nagging!" Lin Yutian silently threw the money bag out of the box, and the latter counted it without looking at it, and then heard the system prompt that he had obtained 300,000 contributions.

This girl, the real city lord is his deputy, right? The system prompts can only be sent after he approves them! "Cooperate well with Rakshasa here, if you get the treasure in the future, you will be indispensable!"

"Yes, Lord Castle, I understand."

Lin Yutian shook his head, stretched out his hand and beckoned, Mo Yu stood beside Lin Yutian generously, and reached out to hold Lin Yutian's arm. Only by keeping them in a relatively intimate state can the system teleport away at the same time.

"Master......" Rakshasa was a little speechless, but when Lin Yutian's figure disappeared into a red light, she couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Acting Lord Lord," the Deputy Lord greeted with a smile, as if this one was much better spoken than the terrible angel, "Now you should familiarize yourself with the work around you." ”

"Humph!" Rakshasa snorted lightly, but there was a soft leather whip in his hand, and fierce magical elements quickly gathered around his body. "If anyone in the city lord's mansion dares to pass on the news of the master's absence, they will be killed!"

A group of maid guards around them who were about to slip away through the teleportation array shrank their necks at the same time......

The picture flashed, Lin Yutian appeared on a hillside on the north side of Kadiqi with Moyu, and the chaotic corpses on the ground had been refreshed by the system, and there were no traces of the war anymore.

Just now, he took the Rakshasa to one enemy hundred, one thousand enemies or something, completely using the Rakshasa as a 'magic machine gun' to torture the player, but the kill value was calculated on Lin Yutian's head. It is always impossible for the system to attach kill points to NPCs, which makes no sense to them.

"Let's rush to Gu Yaofa, don't make any mess," Lin Yutian sighed, things have been one after another recently, and there is no condition to upgrade well.

However, it seems that the Plague of the Dead expansion rewards nearly a level of experience, and he's not lacking that right now. "When I finish dealing with the matter of the Holy Maiden of Light, I will have a good night's sleep, and no one will disturb me!"

"Master, Holy Maiden of Light?" Mo Yu whispered a name, "Siwei? ”

"You know?"

"Well, I remember her impressions."

Memory? Lin Yutian frowned slightly, looking at the undead angel beside him, he had a little more doubts in his heart. "How many memories do you have?" (To be continued......)