On this day, people found out that everything was different. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

While they were still watching the entertainment of a few people in the Black Tower, leaflets were distributed all over the city, all of which were conscription notices.

And some of them, who did not understand things, also began to build.

It was a huge fort, all built with a few men carrying bricks and stones, and there were three lines of defense on the perimeter of Debang, each in a row.

The fort building is huge, 100 meters high, and it can be said that everything can be seen from the top of the fort.

In the innermost city of Demacia, there are pieces of brilliant crystal swords, charging the entire city.

"This is a great battle," the monk in the teahouse pursed his lips and drank tea, "I just don't know which side will win in the end." ”

He doesn't care about war, because the people here are not related by blood, they are their own clans, and when they are combined into a country, they also look at who is hard-handed, and the death and injury of the battle are indifferent to themselves.

"Yes, there's another battle," said an old man across from him, who was the owner of the teahouse, "but I don't know if I can continue here." ”

The implication is that if Debang loses to Noxus, it will probably usher in a disaster.

"Your teahouse, I like it," the monk Amitabha, then looked into the distance.

Downstairs, a one-armed man's footsteps pulsated, and it was the recruiting office.

"The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband." It's not my country, "but I want the place where I live to be peaceful." ”

There are a lot of people in this place for conscription, and there are long queues.

In addition to queuing, people don't forget to chat with each other, and the people around them are likely to be comrades-in-arms who will share weal and woe in the future.

"I said, Noxus has been fighting all year round, and has fallen dozens of countries large and small in the past hundred years, and its power is extremely strong, and we are afraid that this time it will be dangerous."

"You're still in danger?" The people on the side mocked, "If you are afraid of danger, go home obediently, we will protect you." ”

"Who's afraid of death?"

The man shouted, "Although Debang is dangerous, it is not without the strength to fight, you know, Debang is different from the forced subjugation and crushing of Noxus, relying on the name of peace-loving, it has gained a lot of support." ”

"It is said," the man lowered his voice, "Debang has the support of many forces, all of them voluntarily, and is on par with the strength of Noxus. ”

"Forces? How many forces are there? The man with the broken arm lined up behind him, listening to their chat, and these national affairs still need to be understood by the residents who have lived here for a long time.

"This brother recently crossed over? You're out of luck," he said, "you know, Bandel City, and Ionia, and the Yodelian League are all supporting Debang. ”

"Besides, Piltover and his gang of criminal arresters have been coming and going to the main city of Demacia a lot lately, and they don't know what they're doing."

"These are big forces, where did you know that?"

The crowd around exclaimed, "How come we've never heard of it?" ”

"Read more newspapers, and you'll know," the man smiled, pulling out a copy of Debang's real-time news from his bosom.

"I see," the man with the broken arm nodded, "By the way, since Debang is supported by so many forces, then Noxus can threaten Debang on the side, isn't it even more terrifying?" ”

"Who's to say it isn't?" The man with the newspaper sighed, "Noxus has the support of Zaun's group of mad scientists, the support of Black Rose's group of women, and more importantly, the Shadow Stream has the Fallen Angels stationed there. ”

"Not to mention the support of the captured city kingdoms."

"So, this battle is estimated to be difficult to fight."

"Next," shouted the recruiting office ahead, sending the crowd a small step forward and staggering a few people.

"The world is in great trouble," the man with the broken arm sighed, "and after all, he can't escape himself." ”

Thinking, he stepped away from the long line.

"What, brother, are you scared?" The one who took the newspaper was surprised, "I see that you are not a person who is afraid of things." ”

"I'm not afraid, but it's time to get back what belongs to me," he laughed, and the sleeve of his broken arm swayed in the wind.

......

In a dark world, the rain is pouring down, and among the huge trees, a white bone figure protects an embryo, and within the embryo, Yun Shanyang is trying to connect his energy with his nerves.

"It's only been less than a month," he said, realizing that he still underestimated the creation of embryos.

If you are a soul, then you have to fit the body of the embryo, then every cell must be counted, fortunately he is a system, and he has the ability to calculate against the sky, otherwise I am afraid that he would have failed a long time ago.

"Perhaps, I should try to spread out my subsystem, there are only a few hosts, after all, it is too few."

He looked at his nine subsystems, leaving one corpse to control the Great Witch Punishment, and eight remaining to use.

Each subsystem only has simple computing power at the beginning, and other exchange functions and so on need to be loaded by himself.

"Hum," a point of light flickered from the void, Bai Dafei pondered, and then loaded the system with an enhancement patch.

"Ding, cost a million mission points."

"Enhancement subsystem generation."

This is a subsystem with enhanced functions, and it is also the first subsystem of any other type besides its own exchange function.

It actually took a million to load this patch, which made Yun Shanyang very depressed, and it seemed that it could not be mass-produced.

"Go," he waved his hand, letting the subsystem find a host right away.

Next, seven points of light appeared around him, all of which were subsystems.

Take out two at random, Yun Shanyang gives one a merit patch, and one gives a tear patch.

Merit patches are mainly used to collect merit to strengthen one's body, while tear patches are an offensive subsystem.

can be so bold, mainly because Yun Shanyang is in a good mood and has many subsystems, so he doesn't care about these few.

There were five subsystems left, and he put them away, concentrating on nerve cell connections.

Three points of light, shuttling through space, falling in different worlds.

One of them, surprisingly breaking the space, coincidentally chose Valoran in the immeasurable plane, and fell.

The points of light flickered, and after falling into space, they disappeared into nothingness, undetected by any great power, and rushed vertically towards a small mountain col.

There is a brick house in the col, with a bamboo forest cliff behind the house and an open field in front of it.

"A good piece of feng shui treasure land, the mountain shape is like a dragon, the spirit is beautiful, the river and the field in front of the house are used to set aside the house, it's a pity."

The man with the broken arm walked here intermittently, he had walked from morning to dusk, and the sunset was in the west of the house, shining the last rays of light into the courtyard of the brick house.

The man with the broken arm knocked on the door, polite, "Excuse me, is anyone there?" ”

He followed his feelings all the way in this direction, and he believed that he could not be wrong.

That thing, right here, belongs only to him.

"Who?"

In the compound, the melodious voice of a lark was heard, and a woman opened the door, although she was dressed plainly, her high ponytail and beautiful appearance were unforgettable.

"Hello," the smile on the man with the broken arm softened slightly, "Excuse me, can you let me in and sit?" ”

This place, barren mountains and mountains, is actually inhabited by a woman, and normal people know that something is wrong when they think about it.

"Okay, please come in," the woman was not afraid at all, and generously let the man with the broken arm enter.

"Sure enough, there's a problem," thought the man with the broken arm, stepping into the courtyard.

The sunset was still there, and the only light was cast into the courtyard, the only stone mill.

This stone mill is also huge, almost two people high, about three meters wide.