Bai Xiao's words of robbing the population caused the entire Sky Arena to fall into a brief silence.

Then came the boiling voices of revenge.

"Raiding the population, what do you mean?!"

"Where is the population he trying to rob?"

"Does this game have this way to play?!"

The same problem also erupted in the background, and the teacher who controlled the script once again grabbed a large handful of hair, and the bloodshot in his eyes was almost hideous.

"What the hell does Bai Xiao want to do?!"

A calm voice came from behind him: "Catching slaves nearby to enrich the population of the capital, the idea is simple and crude, but it obviously works, when Lu Hao forced hundreds of thousands of people to settle in the cemetery, the essence was to use administrative power to rob the population......"

"I'm not really asking him what he thinks!" The alopecia teacher was already angry and almost vomited blood, "In the plot line of this script, how can anyone let him rob!?"

The voice behind him was still calm: "According to historical records, before and after the Battle of Baishan, although there were no large-scale human settlements nearby, the scattered villages had a total population of nearly 100,000, plus the pioneers who had just entered the border county and the southern county......"

"I didn't ask you about the common sense of history! I asked you where are you going to conjure up the people in the history books for him to loot now?! There is a limit to the total number of creatures that can be presented on a test stage, and now it has long been overwhelmed by those few little bastards who like to tear up the script! The Serpentine Pass has important people, the White Night City has important people, and even the Shengyuan backstage has to have people! Where can I conjure up so many people for him to loot?!"

"A real person, a golden spike-level real actor can control at least a few thousand stage dolls......"

"How can there be so many real people!One of the backstage group performers is tired and vomiting blood and is unconscious, what else are you going to do?!"

"Tsk, just complain when you're tired, do you have a wolf culture? No wonder overtime pay hasn't risen for many years......"

"I fought with you for the original poem!"

"Don't, boss! you can't beat her!"

"Don't stop me, even if I die today, I will die standing and die!"

"You're dead, and we don't have to do the rest of the work?! You also think about us, we're not married yet, and we still want to keep our hair!"

"Death to me, you bunnies!"

Just when the chief screenwriter of Crazy Hair Loss, the reviewers of Crazy Fishing and the screenwriter team of Crazy Hair Care began to fight to the death, in the test field, Bai Xiao and Qing Yue once again gave the backstage staff a fatal blow.

White Night City, Sweetwater Lane, and Qingyue are in trouble when they clean up the first target.

"Hahahaha, just a few of you scum want to assassinate me?! Is Lu Hao really no one in the army!?"

A frenzied old woman with blond hair stepped on thunderclouds and floated in the air in the spacious courtyard, holding a ball of lightning in each hand, which lit up half of the night sky.

On the other side, Lu Xun, Yuan Ye and the others all had curly hair, their faces were charred, and Gao Yuan was curled up in the corner of the wall, as if they had been roasted pork belly...... Only Zuo Qingsui is in the best condition, but his hands and feet are sore, and he can't stand up when he kneels on the ground.

The only one who can confront the old woman head-on is Qingyue, and the girl still maintains the tranquility that the princess of the Demon Dao should have, but it is obvious that she is already in a predicament at this time compared to the planned understatement of assassination.

"It's ...... What's going on?"

In the Blurred Domain, Lu Xun asked an incredible question.

In the information, this old woman who lives in Sweetwater Lane is just a Shengyuan nobleman who enjoys a certain influence by relying on the shade of her ancestors, but not only is her person not adaptable to magic, but there are no talents who can be used in future generations, and even because of the poor management of successive generations, she has a tendency to fall into the middle of the family. Before the Revolutionary War, this old woman was barely a noble in the Western Continent, but after the decisive battle of the Revolutionary War, it was obvious that she and her family were on the edge of the abyss.

In real history, she had the last chance to choose as the representative of the remnants of the Holy Yuan in White Night City, and took the initiative to take refuge in Lu Hao in exchange for a lenient disposition from the other party. With the bearing of Lu Hao, the overlord at that time, he may not embarrass her...... But she chose another path, and was instigated by a group of Shengyuan remnants who didn't know whether to live or die to be the last diehard, and then unsurprisingly swept away the leaves by Lu Hao's autumn wind, and was directly packed into a small boat and sent back to the Eastern Continent.

Qingyue chose this family because she took a fancy to the real history, she was the number one person in White Night City. The assassination is easy, the effect is remarkable, it is the most cost-effective option, who knew that as soon as the war started, he found that the old woman was simply a thunder god, and when he met, it was a wild thunder that scorched Gao Yuan on the outside and on the inside, and then Lu Xun, Yuan Ye, Sun Wen and others fell one after another, leaving only Qingyue alone to protect himself.

Regardless of whether Qingyue still has a chance to turn around, this opening alone makes people subvert their three views.

Did the screenwriter work overtime and go crazy? Did she reverse the old woman's character design with a certain Shengyuan man? Or is the original poem as a reviewer the biggest traitor! She didn't plan to hand over the victory to the Qingyue Group from the beginning, right? She actually colluded with Zheng Liming, right?

On the field, only Qingyue had an understanding of the truth in her heart, looked at the dazzling thunder in the old woman's hand, and said helplessly: "You fight like this, there is a lot of pressure in the background." ”

The old woman's eyes flashed with thunder, and her smile became even more hideous: "What does it have to do with me?

“...... Well, for so many years, you didn't say anything, but secretly took care of me and had a home, so I'll play with you. ”

The old woman was furious: "Didn't you read the lines too!?

The next moment, an earth-shattering battle exploded in White Night City, and the collision of two powerful individuals made even the entire city tremble.

At the same time, Bai Xiao was also collecting slaves around Baishan with amazing efficiency...... No, population intelligence.

There is a slight record of this in the history books, but the data source is a census conducted by the corrupt and depraved Shengyuan colonial government 1800 years ago, and its reliability is very questionable. And after all, this is a virtual map, a scenario made up by the screenwriters out of thin air, and it is not really a time trip back to 1800 years ago to experience real history, so it is normal for the population distribution to be slightly biased.

Bai Xiao had to observe it himself and capture it with his own hands.

Powered by magical energy, he flew thousands of meters in the air, his sharp gaze scanning the land, and everything within a radius of hundreds of miles was in full view. The gaze of the falcon, which is far superior to that of the falcon, can even lock on to the dead grass dancing in the wind on the grassland at night, that is......

When he takes to the air, the teachers in the background have to arrange all the areas in his sight, from the grass, trees, insects, and fish to the scattered villagers, all of them must present the reality of the same!

And this is tantamount to a bolt from the blue for the teachers in the background.

The senior mentor who served as the chief screenwriter even put down the struggle with the original poem and his subordinates, and looked at the new stage needs projected in front of him in amazement.

The mentor who was standing beside him and served as a deputy widened his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "It is impossible to generate tens of thousands of living people at once!"

The chief screenwriter said angrily: "Then do you want the audience to see an empty plain!? The history books say that there are at least tens of thousands of people around Baishan!"

The deputy retorted: "That's all the statistical results of the hellish Shengyuan colonial government, let's just take it as a fart! Use this great opportunity to tell everyone: In real history, all the five hundred miles around Baiyuan are no man's land!"

The chief screenwriter groaned for a moment and touched his forehead, which had become wider and smoother: "It seems feasible......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard an angry roar from behind him: "Do you want our Hongshan Academy to blatantly distort history under the watchful eye of all people!"

The chief screenwriter was a thriller at the time, and quickly turned around, bowed his head, apologized, and did it in one go.

"Director of Commentaries ......"

The person who came was the secretary general of the council who had come to support urgently, and as soon as the great master's beloved disciple entered the backstage, he exuded an astonishing coercion, making the petite body take on the temperament of a giant.

"Don't waste time greetings, hurry up and generate a projection, the new Dragon's Tears are in place, at least there will be no problem with the supply of magic energy. ”

However, this sharp and decisive order made the backstage staff can't help but mutter: "Can your dragon's tears sit up and move on their own? Is it a shortage of controllers now?

The muttering was very subtle, but the note moved the tiny ear and responded, "The shortage of manpower is indeed a problem, so I have already requested the use of the final backup plan." ”

This sentence shocked the entire backstage.

The so-called final backup plan is actually not a written plan at all, but when the year-end test plan was revised, some people suggested that if there was an overload in the temporarily expanded map, and no matter how wolf good fortune could not be carried, what should be done? At that time, people discussed for a long time, and after all, it was impossible to go beyond the limits of theory, and they conjured up people out of thin air, and they had an extremely bold plan.

Temporary call for volunteers.

During the test period, it is not surprising that Hongshan City will gather the world's demon dao elites, and the available human resources should be said to be as large as they are! As long as they are hired with a high salary, these people will be able to use them for themselves immediately.

The only problem is the risk, to involve outsiders who have not been rigorously vetted in such a well-thought-out ceremony, and if something happens, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"My lord, are you serious? That plan is quite risky, and you can't use it until you have to......

"Then you don't think the current situation is a last resort?

In the face of the questioning of the notes, everyone touched the hairline on the top of their heads, speechless.

Yu Zhu sighed: "The dean has already approved, this time after all, we are not prepared enough, but we are blindly expanding, and it is time to learn a lesson." ”

"Then ......" the chief screenwriter pondered for a moment, and solemnly bowed to the note and thanked him, "Then I am really grateful!"

After that, he raised his head, and the light on his forehead seemed to shine even more brightly.

"Immediately redeploy the manpower according to the plan, and after the reservists and volunteers join, all the reservists and volunteers will be mixed and divided into various executive groups, and the normal operation of the test stage must be ensured no matter what!"

As the voice fell, the backstage staff immediately split up, gathered people according to the plan, and urgently arranged into various teams.

And in the chaos, in the empty rest area in the background, a young mentor who was unconscious suddenly opened his eyes.