Contribution is more important than gold coins, this is Su Hao's first concept.

From Zheng Han's introduction, you can deeply understand this. Ordinary people work hard all their lives, and they can only get five contribution points. In addition, the requirements for getting a contribution degree are very strict, and it is difficult for ordinary people to do so. Similarly, in terms of the specific use of contribution, it is also refined to a single digit, or even a number of digits after the decimal point.

Mo Xingkui's communicator quickly connected to the computer, and he got a detailed explanation of the contribution. Humans who hunt dark creatures, explore unknown areas, find important resources, assist the Imperial Army in their missions, or wreak havoc on the Dark World can all get different amounts of contributions.

It's just that in terms of acquisition, the setting is really harsh.

For every 1,000 corpses killed, you get one contribution.

For every 10 Dark Warriors killed, you can also get 1 Contribution.

Of course, this refers to the presence of an Imperial Army judge who records your actual performance in battle and gets the result of the evaluation.

It is certainly impossible for a military judge to follow every dark hunter in the wilderness. If a hunter like Su Hao wants to get contribution, there is another way to get guò: hand in the spars.

For every 1,500 white spars handed in, you can only get one contribution point.

The Legion Commander and the Supreme Inquisition had apparently taken into account the ratio between the hedron and the exploits. Owners who want to use Contribution must undergo strict identity checks. The final proceeds will be cashed out directly to the individual, especially during the 50-year period of the proceeds, and it is strictly forbidden to transfer them to third parties who are not of blood origin, kinship, marriage partners, etc. Of course, there are very few special circumstances, as long as the Supreme Court determines that the benefits can also be enjoyed.

The Inquisition and the aristocracy were inherently enemies. This is a fact recognized by all members of the Human Empire. It is precisely because of this that the contribution system is truly implemented.

"A thousand points of contribution is a real asset. Even I feel envious. ”

Zheng Han spoke very straightforwardly. He looked at Mo Xingkui seriously: "Old Mo, you can retire." With these rewards, you can live comfortably in the Inner Realm of the Empire and enjoy life freely. However, I have to remind you that those nobles also need contributions. There are many examples of buying contributions with a lot of money, as long as the amount is not too large, the above will not care. ”

"Buy? Why? ”

Mo Xingkui looked very surprised: "Don't the nobles have the habit of accumulating spars?" As long as they take out a little inventory, they can directly redeem huàn, why bother. ”

"The age of the spar can be determined by the laser test. You are a mercenary and should know the difference between old and new hedrons. The glossiness, in particular, is noticeable. ”

Zheng Han's expression was a little stern: "Only the spars obtained after March last year can enter the scoring and evaluation stage." In this way, the old inventory is not counted. If it weren't for unexpected circumstances, such as murdering the holder to steal the hedr, or stealing and other unexpected events, the above would not increase the proportion of the hedron to huàn contribution by 50%. After all, there is a wide range of things like contribution, and they can even be used to exchange for huàn ranks and weapons and equipment. If you hold enough amounts, you can even become an Imperial General. Of course, that would require at least tens of thousands of contributions. ”

Mo Xingkui was very sensitive to the word "military rank", and immediately asked: "According to what you just said, we now have a thousand contribution points, what kind of military rank can this be exchanged for?" ”

Without waiting for Zheng Han to speak, Su Hao had already found the answer from the communicator screen: "One thousand contribution degrees can be exchanged for the rank of major of the Huàn Empire." Three thousand points can be exchanged for a lieutenant colonel, and five thousand points can be exchanged for a colonel. Military ranks must start with the lowest rank of private, work their way up, and cannot be promoted beyond the ranks. Hehe! It's really hierarchical. Even if you have 1,000 contributions, you still can't become an Imperial Major. It is necessary to start with the corporal, sergeant, sergeant, one step at a time, followed by the lieutenants of all ranks, and then the major...... By the way, there is also a special note here: it is limited to Category B troops. ”

"That's true."

Zheng Han's rigid face showed a relaxed expression: "A thousand points, at most, it is only enough to redeem huàn to the captain." As for the Category A troops, they were all elite units of the Imperial Army, and of course it was impossible to obtain the authority of internal management through guò to huàn. Category B troops are also not bad, especially if they are stationed in a place where they have a lot of power. Biological samples of the highest rank are very rare, and I really envy your luck in getting one. ”

"Actually, we're not as easy as you think."

Mo Xingkui sighed, took out a cigarette, and threw one over: "This thing is terrible, several people have died." If it hadn't been discovered earlier, maybe more people would have been killed. ”

Zheng Han grabbed the cigarette between his fingers, and his voice became low: "War has always been like this. Perhaps, things will only get better if you actually return to the inner realm of the empire. ”

As he spoke, he took out his lighter and lit a cigarette, took a puff, spat out the smoke, and said, "That's it for now!" This sample must be taken to the Imperial Research Institute on the next transport plane. The specific reward amount should be released for a while. You can stay in the city, or you can go back for a while. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news. Hehe! That's a lot of money, and you'd better stay honest and don't run around. In short, there is hope for a stable life in the second half of your life, and if you encounter an accident at this time, it is not worth it. ”

……

There is a black bump in the wasteland, and when you get closer, you can see the face of the dark warrior Clay, who is full of anger and fear.

Its hands were raised flat, and the whole person was in the shape of "ten", and its knees fell to the ground, maintaining a posture that was frozen forever in the cold wind.

Two heavy logs were firmly nailed to Clay's back, supporting his body from toppling over, and his outstretched hands could not droop. The punishment didn't stop there, Clay was scratched to the ground, revealing a large hole in the middle, his heart was missing, and his intestines were removed from his abdomen, dragging the stomach attached to it, far across the snow-melted wasteland. The stomach is pulled out, and if it were not for the jaw and throat, the esophagus would have been completely dragged out of the body. This fresh meat attracts hundreds of corpses and wolves. The latter came faster than the former, and they feasted on Clay's most tender entrails first, dragging a thigh away. When the corpses staggered, the wolves competing for food also dispersed. With their loot in their mouths, they gathered a hundred meters away, looking at the corpses gathered unwillingly, and let out a threatening low howl in their throats, but they could not change the fact that the food had been snatched.

The camp of Lacemerces moved another fifty kilometers in the direction of the Black World. It's a safer distance than before. Until her strength is greatly damaged and the new "baby" is not re-formed in her body, Larthmerces must always cling to the edge of the dark world. Only in this way can you get safe shelter.

After two hours of intense pain, Racemerces was already in a period of recovery. Rusteses remained silent about Clay's unbridled violence. It even took the initiative to kiss Clay, an act with a special meaning that dispelled the suspicions in Clay's mind and eliminated the necessary vigilance. Clay felt that Larthmerces was a female after all, and that she also needed the physical comfort of males. Clay became happier, crazier, and more violent. At one point, Racemerces almost felt like she was going to die. Of course, there is pleasure. But compared to the intense, incessant, severe pain, the pleasure of sex can be completely ignored and the components occupied are insignificant.

Clay wasn't the Dark Knight after all. Warriors and knights, though only one word apart, are two distinct classes. Ralthmerces was able to advance to the rank of Dark Knight because of more than just special abilities. Its combat effectiveness is just as strong, especially some very ingenious and unnoticed little tricks, and it is also an indispensable part of the Dark Knight's strength.

In her excitement, Clay felt a tingling itch on the side of her thighs, as if she had been bitten by a mosquito. Clay didn't care, all of its attention was focused on Razmerces, who was pressed down underneath him. At this moment, not to mention being bitten by a mosquito, even if there is a lion squatting next to him, Clay will never give up the opportunity to mate with a dark female.

It wasn't until he was dizzy, his body was getting heavier, and he staggered off Larthmerces that Clay felt that something was wrong. However, it was already too late. It saw Rustmerces rise from the ground at great speed, not in the slightest appearance of being seriously injured. Razmerces twitched his dagger and swung his knife fiercely between Clay's legs. It was only when the terrible pain and the sensation of something separating from his body were transmitted to his brain that Clay truly felt the fear, feeling all the blood in his body rushing towards the gap that had just been broken. The great sense of shame, the heavy sense of fear, the incomparable anticipation of life, and the intense anger of Lacemeres, all mixed together, stimulated Clay's eyes to redden, and he wailed in spite of a miserable scream.

Falling into a rock isn't just the preserve of humans, it's also the creatures of darkness. Without Larthmerces speaking, the dark warriors waiting outside the tent swarmed up and tormented Clay with what they considered to be the most brutal punishments. The sturdy dark warrior roared and cursed his fellow human beings in the dirtiest words, but could not change the torture he was subjecting to. In this way, after Lacemerses had cleansed his body and completely removed the foreign slime that remained in his body, Clay had been firmly crucified and turned into a feast for wolves and corpses.

Lacemerses changed to a more revealing and seductive outfit. It wiped the stockings from its thighs and swept coldly over the rest of the Dark Warriors with its ferocious gaze, its swelling chest rising and falling violently, and it took a long time for it to finally calm its fury at ease.

It really wanted to kill all the dark warriors and throw them to the corpses like Clay.

These bastards are ungodly, shameless hybrids. They even use the method of fighting each other to decide their own spousal rights. If it weren't for the fact that Clay had won the other people, occupied himself for too long, and used poison to paralyze him while he was not paying attention, Larthmerces would have been reinvented by these dark warriors long ago.

Now, seeing that they had recovered, the Dark Warriors had become subservient again, taking every word they uttered as orders and carrying them out without discount. There is no loyalty at all, it is purely due to the suppressive effect of strength and weakness, and the evil thoughts that will never cease to be stirred up in their hearts.

Racecess could not change that.

Only dark creatures with a family will have a group of absolutely loyal subordinates. Time is the middleman who hones and validates a qiē. Only the most powerful creatures of darkness will be favored by the dark females to form a family and have the basis on which they will be formed. This is not something that can be completed by just one generation, but a precipitation that can be inherited for more than ten generations, or even dozens of generations. Only with possession, numbers, and strength can we finally form a force, attract more dark creatures to their allegiance, and only then will the most loyal servants who will never abandon their masters no matter what the circumstances.

Rustmerces is just an ordinary Dark Knight. If there is a difference, at most, the vast majority of the Dark Knight is male, and it is a female.

Rusteses has always been ambitious. It has always dreamed of establishing a family of its own, and can even engrave its surname on the family crest. The mating partner of Lacemerses should be at least a dark creature with a knighthood. Even the lowest-ranking baron, Racemerses would not hesitate to offer his life. This kind of thinking is no different from the money worshippers in the era of peace on earth. In fact, they can't be blamed for this, people go to high places and water flows to low places is the mainstream thinking. There's nothing wrong with using the power of others to make yourself stand taller. Human society is cruel and realistic, and the same is true of the dark world.

Clay violently seized what was not his, and Larthmerces would certainly not let it go. The dark world takes the word "virgin" very seriously, especially the dark nobles with knighthoods, who are even more critical in these aspects. Of course, the virgin of the dark world, and the virgin of the human concept, are actually two different things. In the human concept, virginity means that thin membrane. This is not the case in the dark world, where they are called "virgins" who are females who have never conceived and given birth and whose uterus remains clean. Due to the different body structures, females such as Lacemerces do not have that membrane. Even after being forced to mate by Clay, as long as she made sure that her uterus was not contaminated and she would not become pregnant, Larthmerses was still a complete dark virgin.

Even if you kill these dark warriors in front of you and recruit a new batch, there is still no difference from these current followers. Larthmerces had no family, and every time he thought of it, he always felt bitter inside, with an indescribable sense of intense anticipation and anger.

The madness in the brain is fermenting all the time. Even Clay, who had been torn to pieces by wolves and corpses, could not dampen the fury of Rusteses, like a volcanic eruption.

In the end, it was not carried away by anger and shame, and retained a little of its essential sanity.

Lacemerses glanced at the dark warriors in front of him with a cold and cruel gaze, turned and walked into the tent, and took out a small telecommunicator from his leather bag.

Press the button, and a thin dark knight with a gloomy expression quickly appears in the middle of the screen. When he saw Lacemeress, the male Dark Knight was slightly surprised.

"It's really rare, I didn't expect you to take the initiative to contact me."

Lacemerces's pupils narrowed slightly, and the other man's words were clearly sarcastic. The anger that Lacemesses had just suppressed began to ignite again.

"Looks like you don't want to have my mating rights anymore?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Larsmesses quickly added: "Semer, you are still as brainless as before." Looks like I chose the wrong person for you, goodbye! ”

"Hey! Don't worry, I'll take back what I just said. ”

The Dark Knight named Seymer had a look of urgency on his face, and he suddenly spoke much faster: "Alright! I apologize for my rudeness. Dear Miss Lacemerces, is there anything I would like to serve? You can do whatever you ask. Of course, don't forget the words you said earlier: mating rights. ”

Females in the dark world are already scarce. In particular, females like Lacemerces, who are quite attractive, are the focus of attention. Seymour has been courting Lacemerces and has been repeatedly rejected. This situation is very similar to that of the goddess and **silk in the era of peace on earth. Of course, Seymour is not a penniless ****, but a high-ranking knight with hundreds of dark warriors to follow.

"I found a very tasty human."

Lacemerces didn't talk nonsense, and directly sent Su Hao's video materials, and said bluntly: "This guy is very valuable, just the photo recipe can be sold for a high price." If you can help me catch him, I can give you half of the proceeds. ”

Seymer looked carefully at the photo he had just sent, and his face began to show hatred and fanaticism.

"I hate this beautiful human. However, you are right, he is indeed a very delicious food, and it is worth the effort to capture it alive. If you die, it won't be interesting. All right! If you can give me the right to mate, as I just said, then I'm willing to do it. "High knights to follow.

"I found a very tasty human."

Lacemerces didn't talk nonsense, and directly sent Su Hao's video materials, and said bluntly: "This guy is very valuable, just the photo recipe can be sold for a high price." If you can help me catch him, I can give you half of the proceeds. ”

Seymer looked carefully at the photo he had just sent, and his face began to show hatred and fanaticism.

"I hate this beautiful human. However, you are right, he is indeed a very delicious food, and it is worth the effort to capture it alive. If you die, it won't be interesting. All right! If you can give me the right to mate, as I just said, then I'm willing to do it. ”