Mu Yun called Xiao Hei in the tribe and designated twelve brave warriors to form the twelve iron guards of Yan Fei Mountain, arranged according to the zodiac, and the names were Yan Feizi, Yan Feichou, and Yan Feiyin...... All the way to Yan Feihai. At that time, Mu Yun didn't pay much attention to it, and he thought that if these twelve iron guards were to be formed, they would have to return to Qiongya Island at least next time, but he didn't expect Xiao Hei's efficiency to be so high, and he had already formed this team in just half a day. What Mu Yun didn't expect was that as gang NPC characters, they could actually leave Yanfei Mountain and go to Weiming Yuan to help themselves. It can be seen that the AI of those crypt people has exceeded the geographical limit of the system, and it is basically a small human society.

The twelve iron guards are all generally tall, and even their appearance is very similar, each of them is wearing iron armor, wearing iron and red tasseled helmets, carrying an iron tire bow on their backs, one of them has a machete in his hand, and he is riding a black iron armored horse under his crotch.

The group of guards themselves is a character set by the system.,Completely follow the instructions.,Players have to catch a fight in the city.,Monsters have to be killed when they get close to the city.,But the setting of the twelve guards is the same NPC character as them.,It's just that it doesn't belong to their region.。 How should this be handled?

After a moment's stunned moment, Yan Feichou had already raised the big knife and slashed at one of the guards.

If you follow the real-world time flow, there are no iron weapons in the primitive tribes, and even powerful guard NPCs like the Heroic Wind Guardian only use bronze equipment in their hands. But don't forget, the Cryptmen's best skills are smelting and casting, and with the large amount of fuel they bring from the Crypt, they are already ready to make iron. Everyone worked together to forge twelve iron machetes and twelve pieces of iron armor in one day, which was undoubtedly a divine weapon in the primitive era of backward technology.

The Yingfeng guard subconsciously used a spear to block to the side, with a bang, sparks flew everywhere, a spear was chopped in two, the machete was more than powerful, and a knife split the Yingfeng guard diagonally in half, the iron horse neighed, Yan Feichou had already arrived at Mu Yun's side, "Mu Gongzi, we are here." ”

Mu Yun was dumbfounded, and he didn't know what to say, "Ah, it's good to come." ”

The other eleven iron guards also followed, Yan Feichou joined the battle group again, the duel between NPCs and NPCs was also shocking, the attack of the heroic wind guards was actually very high, even if the equipment was not as good as the twelve iron guards, it would not be impossible to beat the other party, and the number was three or four times that of Yan Fei Iron Guards, it was impossible to defeat, but they were characters controlled by the system, and no command would tell them to kill NPCs. Otherwise, those virtual characters in Heroic Wind City will have to be killed by them.

Because of this, the Twelve Iron Guards slaughtered the Heroic Wind Guards without much effort.

In the distance, Tong Jingang and Xuan Yu saw two groups of guards fighting in one place from a distance.

Xuan Yu didn't know why, "Why did the two groups of NPCs fight?" The bugs in this new version are also too obvious. ”

Tong Jingang's heart was clear, those twelve NPCs were probably the remnants of the crypt people, but he promised Mu Yun that he would not mention it to Xuan Yu, so he deliberately didn't know, but he began to mumble in his heart, those crypt people have self-awareness, do they really have no impact on the entire system? If one day they become stronger, will they kill all the other NPCs? The same is true of human wars, and with the wisdom of human beings, it is inevitable that they will not be in trouble in the future. When they first went to Qiongya Island, Tong Jingang thought that these cavemen would never dare to appear on the map again, but he didn't expect that they would have developed so much after many years.

"I don't know if Xuan Yu and your Pantheon Sect can still kill those people." Tong Jingang said slowly.

Xuan Yu snorted coldly, "A single flame can kill them, but why should I kill them, my goal is to practice the armor red, not to be enemies of those virtual people." ”

Tong Jingang said: "Have you killed fewer virtual characters?" ”

"That's just a gang mission."

Tong Jingang nodded, now that the crypt people have changed their appearance, the color-changing oil that was applied to her body before has long been discarded, it seems that Xuan Yu doesn't know that these people are the cave people who hated her back then.

The Red Sword had already drained the blood of the Tyrannosaurus Rex at this time, Mu Yun returned the sword into the sheath, and thanked Yan Feizi, the leader of Yan Fei's Twelve Iron Cavalry: "I really don't know what to say, you can come here, it's really unexpected for me." But it's too dangerous for you to come like this, in case the people of the Pantheon Sect know about it......"

Yan Feizi sat upright on the horse, rubbed the blood stains on the knife with the sole of his boot, and looked at the sky with his head high, "Mu Gongzi, we Yan Feishan have been bullied for generations, and now we have a foothold on Qiongya Island, we have the most brilliant forging technique in the whole world, and we are led by a god-like person like Mu Gongzi, what are you afraid of?" In the future, we will build Yanfeishan into the first major tribe, and then return to the Central Plains and sweep the world......"

Yan Feiyin said in a rough voice: "Exactly! At that time, it doesn't matter what the Pantheon Sect is or the Heroic Wind City, not only can't they bully us, but they also have to make them bow down! ”

Mu Yun frowned slightly, "Isn't it good to live in seclusion outside the world?" We just need to live our own lives, why should we also compete in the Central Plains? ”

Yan Feizi sat on the horse, leaned over and looked at Mu Yun, there was a kind of domineering spirit, although Mu Yun was worshiped by everyone as a god, but he didn't have that kind of momentum in his bones, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

I only heard Yan Feizi say word by word: "Mu Gongzi, we are no longer those people from our father's generation. ”

Mu Yun nodded slightly, thinking in his heart: Most of the brothers of those crypt people who were born and died with him at the beginning and leveled the Lethe River Peak have already died. Now that Kong Ba is nowhere to be found, only Xiao Hei is left with his friends at that time, and most of the crypt people on Qiongya Island have not experienced that battle at all, and they don't know what the price of war is. They also no longer think of themselves as crypt people, and today they have given them names, so they all call themselves Yanfeishan people. Since then, the title of the Cryptman has been buried forever in the dust of history, and I am afraid that no one will mention it again.

And Mu Yun is even more worried that after a hundred years of Xiao Hei's generation, the likes and dislikes of those remaining virtual people may not even be able to control themselves, the people who created the tribe. It is difficult to say whether they will actually return to the Central Plains in the future. However, since virtual people have self-awareness, it is also their freedom, and Mu Yun is just an idol and a legend for young people like them, but they don't have any power to interfere. He still felt a little powerless.

"Okay, I understand...... Mu Yun sighed, "It's okay now, you can go back, I don't need your help, you can do it yourself." ”

Yan Feizi was still quite respectful, and arched his hand: "In this case, we will go back to resume our lives, Mu Gongzi is outside, be careful, Yan Feishan is your place, you are welcome to come back at any time, you are our real patriarch!" ”

Knowledge: AI, artificial intelligence (ArtificialIntelligence), is a simulation of the information process of human consciousness and thinking. (To be continued.) )