Chapter 145: Trade Planning
The Fallen City, originally deep in the forest, was shaded by many trees, and the scaly sunlight shone down, leaving speckled marks on the city walls.
Quiet forest, with the occasional small beast running happily. Tranquil and tranquil.
However, this sight is history.
Today, the stone walls are pitted and covered with scarlet blood.
Bullet casings were scattered like melon seeds, embedded in the dirt, black blood stained inside and outside the walls.
The dense forest has long since disappeared into a blood-colored swamp with potholes.
The choking smell of gunpowder filled the entire battlefield with the faint light smoke from the remaining scattered black stumps and broken roots.
It's not an exaggeration to call it a bloody hell, but only corpses are missing.
A few miles away from the fallen city, several bulky cannons had already lined up, and the huge shells had already piled up after use.
Wave after wave of Winged Kingdom armies came, but they still failed to conquer this fallen lair.
There are many reasons for this, but there is never an effective solution.
This kind of four-sided walled building is rarely seen in the Kingdom of Two Wings, and can even be called the only one.
With the opening of the mind and the laying of the railway, there was no room for a strong city wall at all.
This is also the first time that the Black Dragon Legion has encountered such a difficult battle.
According to the original rhythm of the war, a group charged, the artillery was slightly suppressed, and the enemy had already lost eighty percent.
But this strong city wall was forced, and it gave the Black Dragon Legion's front teeth a gap.
Without the corresponding offensive equipment, it failed to occupy the high ground at the first time, and even if it was attacked, it would soon be filled by the opponent.
It was such a simple problem, but it took about a week to be resolved.
However, the strength of the city is also beyond everyone's imagination, and it has the spirit of not being afraid of death and having the courage to sacrifice.
This time, the Black Dragon Army, which once restrained itself with chivalry, also felt quite powerless and confused!
On the player's side, it is different,,, all kinds of dazzling tasks are receptive.
All enemy corpses were recovered, and weapons, equipment, and bullets were given to the player as odd rewards.
Win-win!
Originally a city full of grotesques, it turned into a battle for defense due to inexplicable outside interference.
The change was a surprise, but no one raised any objections.
After two months of killing, the players' level increased rapidly, and the corpses in the funeral home were piled up.
No one wants to spoil this harmonious win-win!
But good things don't always last.
With the change of the kingdom's regime, the Black Dragon Army's encirclement and suppression of the fallen city has also come to an end.
Players are back to farming and moving bricks.
"Hey! Nabs! Good equipment. ”
A novice who had just experienced prison exploitation walked down the street, looking at the bigwigs dressed gorgeously, and couldn't help but find a random passer-by to start a conversation.
Players are blocked from getting in the way, and they don't like it.
But seeing that it was a girl, I was still a little modest.
"Average! The second-hand goods of a knight are okay, but the French resistance is almost zero, which is uncomfortable! ”
"Your name is black, how many monsters do you have to kill?"
"Not much, not much."
"Your little pistol at the waist span is so exquisite, can you play with it for me?"
"That's not good, is it?" The player is smiling and his face is slightly red. Inside a small window on the player's transparent screen!
"Dirty girl, are you molesting little boys here again?"
"The demon has lost weight. Someone wants the old cow to eat the tender grass! ”
This newcomer, who has just arrived in the Fallen City, is also one of the pilgrims who come here!
However, this player is very different, he has a huge traffic bonus in reality, and he is a big anchor with a real traffic of more than 10 million.
Filthy mother!
In his early years, he made his debut in e-sports, and won all the awards of major firearms games with his beauty and excellent skills.
After retiring, she started the live broadcast with her own traffic, and attracted countless fans with her sassy words, free and easy personality, beautiful appearance, and amazing technology.
The Dirty Lady's birthplace is not in the Kingdom of Two Wings, but it has also managed to attract the attention of gun lovers due to the large number of guns that players in the Fallen City have entered the market.
Although there is a lot of news about the Fallen City on the Internet, there is very little knowledge about firearms.
However, it is not difficult to guess through the clues that the Fallen City may have a major story mission.
As a hardcore player of firearms and weapons, the filthy lady went through hardships and finally arrived here in two months.
Unfortunately, the war has long since ended.
After a period of regret, the dirty lady walked on the street at will!
But the rest of the journey was far from wonderful.
Ghosts and monsters are flying all over the sky, and all kinds of strange illusions are coming.
As a newbie to a fallen city, he managed to let out a striking scream!
The Fallen City is not very vast, and housing prices are only going up. The little ghosts who can occupy a small piece of land here are all "good actors" with a bit of scary means!
The most important thing is that there is a lot of competition pressure among peers, and the routine work is obviously very unsuitable for serving special groups such as players.
All kinds of new tricks, every day in turn.
Even if you are a veteran player, you don't want to come out immediately without paying a price for a ghost.
Of course, the more frightened you are, the more courage you have.
Now in the fallen city, there is no image of yelling, and most of them are novices.
Every time at this time, the old player looks at the little Mengxin who has fallen into the illusion, and the corners of his mouth are raised, revealing a knowing smile.
The Fallen City has never been a good place.
It's also time for newcomers to feel the darkness of society.
The Fallen City, the Lord's Palace.
What was originally just a building for decoration is now crowded with people.
Visitors from the city, outside the city, from the cemetery, and other forces, all with human faces, have been waiting here for a long time.
"Barrels! You're a restaurant owner, what are you doing here? Are you still going to open a branch in the wasteland? ”
"Hehe~! You can come with all kinds of zombies, why can't I? ”
Uncle Nine and the wine barrel were crowded together by the crowd, although it was a cooperative relationship, but the temper of the two was still bursting abnormally!
After a few words of taunting each other, they each tilted their heads to the other side, like two friends who were angry with each other.
In the next second, the two immediately chatted hotly, as if the quarrel just now was nothing.
"Hey! Nine old men. What are the specific rules of trade between the wasteland and the Fallen City? Got it figured out? ”
"How do I know that? The city lord usually doesn't care about things at all, who knows what she thinks in her heart? ”
"Waste... The barrel frowned deeply, crossed his fat waist, and was quite dissatisfied with his companion's answer.
"I...
At this time, there was a shout outside, which made the rioting crowd suddenly quiet!
"Get out of the way, get out of the way. The lord of the castle is here! Let's give it a go. ”
The crowd receded to both sides like a tide, slightly giving way to the width of the three-person spacing, which was the limit of what could be done.
The entire small city lord's mansion was packed, it was really,,exaggerated.
Looking at the squirming human wall aisle, Cecia subconsciously covered her mouth and nose, and suddenly lost the idea of entering.
I'm here, which is to act as a mascot, oh no, now there's a new function of microphone.
Taking out the "Trade Planner" that had already been copied, Cecia stepped on the red high heels, and was already slowly leaving, without thinking of talking to him too much.
"Let's go! Hand in the proposal. ”
"Don't grab it, let me take a look."
"Who the fuck eats my tofu? What is squeezing? ”
"Day! Who's pushing Lailai, be careful that I destroy it! The lucky man who took the first-hand information from Cecia finally couldn't help it when he looked at the groping pig hand that kept stretching out towards him.
"What's the hurry? What's the hurry? Just make a copy. It's really ... ”
The chaotic scene lasted until the streets and alleys of the city were plastered with "trade plans", and the spectacular scene of the crowd at the gate of the lord's mansion was completely dissipated!
Players can't read tadpole text, and the system doesn't give a translation, but they can also learn a thing or two from NPCs talking to each other!
[The Fallen City will trade with the wasteland, and players can quickly travel between the two places on a ghost train, and players can form an adventure group to escort goods.] ]
That's all the players can know, and as for the rest, it's a trade secret that can only be digested internally.
When the filthy lady heard the news, her eyes full of tears finally burst out of hope again.
The Fallen City is terrifying.
As a girl, how did she endure such terrible torture?
What about the firearms? What about the war that is said to be good?
I didn't catch any hair, but I was tortured by dozens of small copies in a row.
Woo woo woo~! I'm so hard!
The ghost train stopped at the east gate, and the gate hole under the city wall was now shrouded in a fog.
A rusty, hollow locomotive poked out of it.
The retro-style train body is silver-gray as a whole, and the Arabic numerals of K-055 are greatly engraved on the body.
Under the big iron wheels, the rails full of patina smell suddenly appeared on the ground!
Look closely, the faint fog makes you unreal, like an old man teasing a child, full of childlike innocence!
Forgotten Train: When you get off the train, you will never remember everything that happened on the train...
In the player's field of vision, this big guy shrouded in fog turned out to be an extraordinary object.
While lamenting the wealth of the fallen city, he also has a strong desire to explore this strange and bizarre world!
The conductor was a well-dressed half-centenarian, and he was also the most contemporary historical among the candidates.
After all, you can't let this era of obviously underdeveloped science and technology appear in theater products such as bullet maglev trains, right?
The NPCs got on the bus in an orderly manner to prepare for a field trip, and the players had some fresh pictures, or were ready to go to the wasteland, and they also took a ride.
Soon the train hummed, the ancient chest cavity of the steam engine was filled again, the piston moved rapidly, crunched, and the train finally began to work without danger.