The corners of Gong Yan's mouth, who did not look back, hooked slightly, and this scene was expected now.

Words may be deceiving, but those pious colors cannot escape psionic inquiry.

[You have completed a perfect mental layout, Psychology +8.] 】

[Psychology +8: Now you can more easily gain the trust of most NPCs through words, and your charisma performance is +8; at the same time, you have more unique advantages in power management and some technology research.] 】

Add 8 again, plus 2 points added this time, and it adds up to a full 10 points of charm.

The outstanding performance made Gong Yan's back exude a white circle of light in the eyes of all the aborigines.

The players who stepped out of the cave behind Gong Yan were amazed, and looked at the simple flag in Gong Yan's hand in surprise, "The effect of this flag is so strong?" ”

To be able to gather all these people who are familiar with them is a great feat that they could not have imagined in the past.

However, on the horizon, the rising tide of the other two groups caused everyone who came out of the cave to subconsciously silent.

"What's that?"

"That's ......"

Someone recognized the identity of those who came from the familiar faces in the various clothes.

This cave is not the only one that everyone has laid out, and the spilled materials are used on ordinary people in the three caves at the same time.

And the players who participated in the whole operation of distributing supplies know that there is no banner with psionic magic in the other two caves.

So all the horrified eyes were focused on the only figure that shone at this moment......

"It's all here......"

"How did she do it?"

Dai Lian also approached Gong Yan with excitement on his face and said, "It's all here!" More than our best budget! ”

"So what's next?" Gu Lan asked softly.

"You can drown them directly with a sea of people." Dai Lian's face was full of excitement, and he instantly had an idea of how to complete the task.

Compared to the four of them, the garrison of the arsenal was certainly terrifying.

The four of them have not yet reached the realm of invulnerability, and even if the other party uses machine guns to strafe from all directions, it will be difficult for them to get close.

If it is delayed a little longer, the guards located in other parts of the city will be informed and rush to help, let alone have a chance.

Even if those core high-level combat forces were taken away by the so-called doctor and have not returned to the city so far, just the "ordinary" guards who have completed one or two surgeries are enough for the four of them to drink a pot.

And now......

According to the information obtained by Yafi, there are actually two so-called arsenals:

One is an armament depot in the conventional sense, which stores guns, ammunition, shells, armor, etc., which are used by soldiers; The other is their goal: to store the genetic repair stabilizer and supplies for the soldiers' military rations, quilts, clothing, etc.

The latter is deliberately separated from the former because it needs to be frequently open and accessed, and the frequency of use is too high.

The size of the target arsenal is not large, so under normal circumstances, the guard force is not particularly large, about half a company, that is, about fifty or sixty people.

Moreover, not all of these people are in front-line guard positions, if they launch a surprise attack, they will most likely be able to rush to the nearest place before the other party can react.

As long as they can get close, with the individual combat power of the four of them, they can instantly take down most of the arsenal guards.

The scale of 13,400 people here is enough to cover the four of them to force their way to the front of the arsenal, even if they use their bodies to resist bullets.

Devastated and devastated, guards in the rest of the city were able to drive away before they could hear from them.

No matter how chaotic it was caused by the onslaught of ordinary people who had not died, it was impossible for the guards in the rest of the city to accurately catch up with their small convoy of four people in the chaos.

Then this mission can be said to be a successful conclusion.

However......

"There's no way we're going to do that." Gong Yan shook her head.

They tied these ordinary people to their chariots in the name of dreams, and now they want to make them die in the name of dreams, even if they are only NPCs in the strict sense of the word, but for them who have been in this game world for a long time, everything that happens in the game has sometimes blurred the line with reality.

Even in the game, they definitely can't have no bottom line.

"We're going to keep them alive......"

Only by living can we see the so-called tomorrow.

so that they can know for themselves that everything they say is not empty talk.

"And don't forget the additional mission ...... adults"

【Side Quest - Transformed City ......】

The instructions in the quest are fairly simple: help liberate the sin city.

When these people, who best represent the meaning of "rebellion", die, where will the evil of the city manifest itself?

"It's all up to you." Dai Lian replied directly.

The ability and charm shown by the swallow in this operation are extraordinary, even he himself feels that he can't do better, and what is even more strange is that not only is he not a little frustrated and jealous, but only full of satisfaction and surprise.

"So what do you want us to do?" Compared with Dai Lian, Kuang Xin is much simpler, and asks directly.

It's too much trouble to use your brain or something.

Where to go? How many kill?

That's what he's good at.

"We don't do it." Gong Yan shook her head, "Press it down." ”

"Push it over?" Dai Lian's face was full of weirdness.

Gu Lan's eyes flashed slightly beside him, and he looked at Gong Yan's side face and asked softly curiously, "Where have you been these days?" We haven't seen you much. ”

Except for healing these ordinary people in various caves, they never saw Gong Yan's figure again.

He and Yafei were running around mysteriously all day long, and they didn't know what Gong Yan was busy with.

"Call some help......

Whether it is Yafei's statement or the information they have heard, it shows one thing, the rule of the Gray Iron City over the people of the city is not absolute.

They don't use the monopoly material that everyone must have, the Stabilizing Repair Solution, to forcibly control everyone's actions and thoughts.

Therefore, there are a large number of small gangs and small forces in the city that only think about themselves, and according to Yafei's opinion, when they launch a surprise attack, these people may even push the boat and "help" them.

So why not turn this uncertainty into an exact development?

They don't seek wealth, they don't seek profit, they only seek one word: power.

The right to rights.

And the only requirement for all the small gangs and small forces is only: to watch a show.

Fixation can be stressful.

With the so-called "Doctor" leading the city's core forces out of the city, and the city's regular garrisons stationed in other institutions unable to arrive to help for a while, will the half of the company, with only a small number of heavy weapons, have the courage to face the angry counterattack from the "whole city"?

This was the only way that Gong Yan could think of to complete the task without bloodshed.

"Do we still have helpers?" When Kuang Xin heard this, he was happy to open his big teeth.

A few days ago, he had observed the surroundings of the target arsenal from a distance under the leadership of Yafei, and those defenders were certainly a lot compared to the four of them, but if they had to deal with the crowds......

The crowd behind him had already given him the confidence to win, if there were still people to help, wouldn't it be a person who drowned them with a mouthful of spit?

The black-pressed crowd calmly drove through the gates of the city, and although the week-long maintenance did not make these people look very strong, the strong confidence that followed the "faith" made them look amazing.

On top of the tall and low buildings in the city, all eyes were cast on this team in surprise or fear.

"It's all from our city......"

"What about the person behind the girl?"

"She never said there was a ...... behind her"

"But I don't know how she managed to get all these hidden rats together......

"Let's go, let's go and see."

Voices everywhere communicate silently.

So from time to time, strange teams of several or dozens of people walked out of the alleys on the left and right, hanging behind the brigade near or far, maintaining an ambiguous distance.

"Those people are helping us?"

"Why do you look weird?"

The players at the front of the line huddled together and muttered quietly.

"What did the goddess say? Are they our helpers? ”

"The goddess said, 'Go forward.'"

Forward......

Forward......

Countless black dots emerged from all corners of the city like ants, following behind the brigade that seemed to exude the "aroma of food".

The procession marched slowly until it was overwhelming.

The officers of the armament depot guards, who had received the news, blocked the gate with a fence early on, while setting up their limited number of heavy machine guns and standing in good stand.

As the first few calm, strange figures appeared at the end of the street, each of the garrison soldiers nervously clenched the handle of their firearms.

"To ...... Do you want to shoot? A soldier stammered to his immediate superior.

The immediate boss looked at his immediate boss hesitantly, and the largest boss pressed his hands and signaled for everyone to exercise restraint.

The other party's momentum is huge, and they fire rashly, and it may be themselves who suffer losses.

It's better to see what the other party wants first, and then it's not too late to make a decision.

As the queue at the end of the street slowly fills in, on the street, on the side of the road, on the roofs of houses...... Everywhere people could stand, there were figures.

The black pressure is pressed heavily, and it is heavily pressed on people's hearts.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?! The guard officer of the arsenal held the horn and said solemnly, "I warn you! This is a military center, and no one is allowed to stay. You are allowed to disperse within three minutes, or we will use force! ”

There was silence.

Almost all of the figures were fixed on the petite and fragile figure who had led the group.

Gong Yan smiled and stroked the messy hair on her sideburns, and took two steps forward against the morning breeze, and her voice that was not too hard or even soft spread easily under the impetus of spiritual energy, "My lord, we are here for two things. ”

"One, give every citizen in the Gray Iron City the right to freely choose whether to undergo surgery or not."

"Second, to ensure that every civilian who has undergone surgery can have a normal standard of living after surgery, regardless of whether they fail or not."

"You shouldn't treat the stabilizing repair solution that everyone needs as a monopoly and restrict the distribution, let alone discard the failed surgery as a burden."

"The city stinks because of the garbage you make, and there are ...... everywhere"

Through the slightly reassuring fence, the garrison officer clenched the horn in his hand, "We can report your application, but the specific outcome is not something we can decide......

"It's not an application...... Gong Yan smiled softly, her voice was gentle, and her thin fluttering figure was like a small white flower in the wind.

"It's a notification."

Gong Yan took a step forward and took a step forward.

So the silent procession on the long street also stepped forward in unison.

Just one step away instantly made the nerves of every garrison soldier tense to the limit.

The palms of their hands were stained with sweat, and the soldiers stared at their commander with one eye firmly in front and the other nervously at their commander.

The "......" garrison officer rolled his eyes wildly, trying to find a way to break the situation.

However, as far as the eye can see, there is a silent figure of black oppression.

Person......

That's a lot of people......

It's all people......

The city's years of "tyranny" have ushered in a violent backlash.

The city stinks......

After all, it swallows everything......

The other party's words were like a heavy hammer, banging in the bottom of his heart.

Cold sweat slipped down his forehead, and the garrison officer was full of panic and struggled to himself.

'No! ’

'No! ’

'You can't just give in! ’

'I'm the garrison officer of the arsenal! ’

'I'm a soldier of this city! ’

……

Looking at the garrison officer who looked nervous and broke out in a cold sweat and seemed to be struggling, many of the power bosses who were secretly snooping in the crowd around had a sudden chuckle in their hearts.

'Fooled! ’

"That girl lied to us!"

"She really doesn't need us to help, but if we can come here, we are already standing up for her!"

No one could have foreseen the confrontation today, let alone the pressure it would put on the garrison.

However, if you think about it from another perspective, from the perspective of the garrison officer, you can find that in the face of the pressure of "the whole city", the garrison team of fifty or sixty people under his command seems to be very small.

However, "The Doctor" left the city with his most elite team, and was never heard from......

"What a good timing!"

Someone sneered and gritted his teeth.

But there is no choice but to quietly wait for the natural development of events.

Maybe some of them can make huge profits from the underground trade of "monopoly materials", but this kind of huge profits will never share the bottom people under them.

And at this moment, even if they have the heart to evacuate...... You should also ask your subordinates if they agree.

It's been borrowed!

……

"No!" Under the watchful eye, the garrison officer finally spoke slowly, "No. ”

Maybe the rules of the city aren't so correct, but at least I should do my part. ’

The garrison officer raised his head and looked directly at Gong Yan, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but his eyes were unprecedentedly firm, "Please leave!" One last warning, this is a military stronghold......"

(End of chapter)