Located at the southern foot of the "Broken Ring" of the Via Rope Mountains, the Warm Woodland is a gentle terrain, fertile soil and fruit, and is an excellent land comparable to the happy plains of the Kingdom of Saramonro.

There are many orchards in the woodland, which are divided into two types: state-owned and private. The private ones were generally owned by the aristocracy, and a very small number of them belonged to the wealthy. Fruits produced by state-owned orchards are generally exported in exchange for foreign exchange and various scarce materials; aristocratic orchards were used to meet the needs of the family; The plutocrats are bought and sold at home, or smuggled into neighboring countries. Although there is no restriction on the buying and selling of orchards, I have never heard of a guy who would sell his orchard - if it were you, do you think the golden egg is worth it, or is it a chicken that can lay golden eggs?

Because of the lack of supervision by the relevant departments, the output of state-owned orchards is small, the water is insufficient, and the fruits are often not as delicious as the other two orchards, so the evaluation of Orquila fruits by gourmets from various countries should be adjusted a little higher. By the way, no matter how small the official position is, as long as it is paired with fruit, many people rush to do it, because there is too much oil and water in it.

During the "Doomsday Encounter", all orchards were destroyed by otherworldly creatures. Nowadays, all the Orquila fruits that can be eaten are made by magic, and they are expensive, and this is only limited to their own country, and they cannot be bought even if they have money abroad.

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Following the restoration of "Huaxia" and the opening of the necromantic race, there is another good news on the official website of "Qiankun" today - after many efforts, the "Gospel" players have put together the national artifact "Statue of Freedom" and officially completed the task of recovering the country. The ships returning from the Antarctic continent to the "Gospel" continent will set sail one after another from now on, making the players of the "Sand Palace" envious, jealous and hateful.

But this good news is out-and-out bad news for Qingyi. The conflict with the living players seems to be imminent. However, our Bone Tyrant can't think too far ahead, and he finds himself in a dilemma: although the Underworld has repeatedly broken into the village and killed them, the Orquilla are not idiots, and they have gradually evacuated the surrounding inhabitants to implement a strategic plan to clear the wilderness. In fact, it has been a long time since the Underworld was captured.

"Ah, I was playing a little too much before...... If he hadn't gone to Osgilia to harass him, it seems that the defense would not have become so tight? However, you still have loopholes. ”

At this time, just after dinner, the sun was setting in the west, and Qingyi was standing outside a small town, observing the town with a frown. Unlike the last obscure town of the living dead, this town is still famous, named "Cosy Town" because of its proximity to the cozy woodland, and many merchants specializing in fruit are gathered here, and many fruits are sold from here to the mainland countries every year. From a financial point of view, the town has a very high strategic position.

"Osgilia is a laid-back city, and it can't tolerate outsiders who don't have money, even if the nearby villagers come over, they will be regarded as hillbillies, and it is impossible to arrange a place for containment. In this way, the evacuated villagers will be arranged to be ...... various towns."

("The host is talking to itself again.") Xue Duodao)

"In addition, the cosy town is an important town, so the people of Orquilla will not evacuate the townspeople, but will gather a large number of people to protect this place. If you kill all the people in the town, maybe you can sweep two or three small towns? Qingyi sighed: "The question is, how do you get in?" If you go in frontally, you probably can't, after all, even the town gate is closed. ”

"What stupid!" Xue Duo interjected: "There are so many of them, they always have to eat, right?" There will definitely be food convoys coming in and out, and then—"

Qingyi sighed: "That's why they limited the time of entry and exit to after the morning and before the evening, this time is the time for living beings, once the necromantic creatures appear, they will slowly dissipate in the sun." In other words, I couldn't take advantage of that opportunity to attack it. I know what else you're trying to say, you think I can blend in as a human, right? The question is...... The other party will definitely arrange sacrifices at the gate and make strict checks on everyone who enters. I can hide it from ordinary people, but I can't hide it from those sacrifices. ”

"What does it matter if it's positive, even if there are no other skeletons and living dead, but just send your knight brother to open the city gate?!" Because the sun stretched the shadow very long, Xue Duo was able to stand up and dance with his hands.

"What can you do when you open it? Didn't you beat someone to death with a stick? Qingyi rolled his eyes: "The door panel is on an iron bolt, although the underworld can be smashed open with [Hell Charge], but the impact will be canceled out, and there is no way to get out." Well, I remember when I was on the Little Slope of Isengard, I used zombies and skeletons to counteract the Necro Knight's Syndicate Charge. That's right, Xue Duo. ”

"Huh?" Voices came from the shadows.

"You're actually quite smart, how could you suddenly become stupid?" Qingyi smiled.

Xue Duo was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Nonsense, Uncle Ben doesn't know how smart he is!" Always—"

Rumble!

Qingyi hurriedly turned his head, only to find that the gate of the town was gone, and there was a lot of smoke and dust, as if it had been forcibly blasted by explosives! What the hell is going on!!

Someone helping me?

Who is it?

Now is not the time to be in a daze, and opportunities are always fleeting. Seeing that some guards had gathered at the city gate, Qing Yi temporarily suppressed the doubts in his mind and let the underworld move forward at full speed! The Necro Knight brazenly launched the [Hell Charge], and one man and one horse rushed into the town like rolling stones on the mountain, crushing them fiercely.

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Cosy town.

The elites who were transferred by the Thundercloud Independent Regiment are serving as guards in this town. Under the supervision of the second battalion commander Gao Fei, they did not dare to slack off even the slightest. Even though it was dinner time, the handover time had not yet arrived, and they could only endure the hunger pangs and stand up straight.

"Ahem, ahem......"

As soon as they heard the cough, the guards knew that it was Bishop Pooh who was coming, and immediately saluted him: "Lord Bishop! Although there is a vague intention to exclude the Holy See, the guards don't care so much, they only know how to respect good men - although Bishop Pooh is weak, but he can come to guard with the guards every day with a sick body, and with this kind of toughness, he can also be called "good men".

"Ahem, ahem, is there anything unusual today?" Bishop Pooh smiled softly and sat down in his exclusive seat. It's only five or six steps from the gate, and if anyone comes in or out, they can't escape his eyes.

The leader of the guards said, "Everything is normal! But Lord Bishop, you have just eaten, why did you come back again? ”

"Watching the villagers fall ill one by one, I have a bad premonition. If only I knew how to heal. Bishop Pooh folded his hands on his knees: "What about the Commander of the High Flying Battalion?" ”

He ......" The leader of the guards looked embarrassed and hesitated.

Bishop Pooh shook his head and smiled, "I see, he must have secretly run back to take care of his wife." Ahem, it seems that the battalion commanders under the command of Captain Stitch do not abide by military rules, ahem. ”

When he said this, the head of the guards was embarrassed: "Are you angry?" ”

"Do you say, is the life of one person important, or the life of a group of people?" Bishop Pooh asked rhetorically with a smile on his face.

"A group of people, of course!"

"Then, what Battalion Commander Gao Fei did was wrong, he only valued his wife, but ignored all the residents of the warm town."

The leader of the guards sighed and hurriedly said, "How is this the same? ”

"People are selfish, and when they are in danger, they will save their relatives first. Well, ahem, I'll ask you again...... Which side of a king, or a group of soldiers, is more important? ”

"The King, of course! Every soldier must serve the motherland and be ready to sacrifice for the country and the monarch! ”

"The king acts on behalf of a country, and his life and death maintain the fate of the whole country, so the king is more important? This is the value of using identity and status to determine survival. So, a rich man and a group of poor people, you also choose rich people to live, right? ”

The leader of the guards waved his hand again and again: "How come! Shouldn't the poor live? I hate the rich people the most! ”

"The king deserves to live, but the rich deserve to be saved...... Why two, ahem! Why do you choose different answers to two questions that are essentially the same? Aren't money and identity linked? Isn't the king the richest man in the country? Bishop Pooh always had a smile on his face, even when he coughed.

"This ...... Ah, this ......" the leader of the guards snorted a few times, unable to speak.

"I'll ask you again...... Ahem, an old man, or a group of small children, whose life is more important? ”

The leader of the guards hurriedly said, "Little child! The old man has lived enough, and he will definitely have the dedication to give the children the chance to live! There is still endless hope for children, and their future is limitless! ”

"So...... What about an old man, and a group of old people? Does it matter if both sides die together? Ahem, if your dad was on one of these two sides, which side would you choose? ”

The Captain of the Guards was dumb.

Bishop Pooh wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief and asked, "A good man or a group of death row inmates, whose life is more important?" A comrade-in-arms, or a group of enemies, whose life is more important? ”

This time, the Commander of the Guards did not blurt out, but frowned and thought carefully.

"You noticed it...... Human life is precious, regardless of race, nationality, ancestry, color, age, sex, status, status, property...... Ahem, all human lives, when placed on the scales of the Lord and death, are equal. When we make life-and-death decisions, we use human standards, not Lord's standards. ”

"Is it equal? This ......" the commander of the guard was a little confused: "However, I have heard people say before that the Bible records that 'the divine right of kings' is recorded, and the gods give power to the king......"

"In the same land, some people only see the mud, while others can see the sweat of the farmers. The Bible is just a book of the Word of the Lord, and everyone has their own set of opinions on how to understand it. What I advocate is that 'all men are created equal.'" Even if he is a sinner, as long as he sincerely reforms and becomes a new person, he can still get it at the final judgment, cough ...... Be forgiven and ascend to Heaven. Bishop Pooh smiled mildly, his eyes filled with genuine compassion. At this moment, his smile is comparable to that of the stars in the sky.

The commander of the guards was inexplicably moved, and almost knelt down in front of this adult. His tone was even more respectful: "Your Excellency, I have learned a lot from listening to your teachings! Can I also be religious? ”

"Absolutely. We are all children of the Lord, bathed in His light. Pooh nodded, a glint of wisdom in his eyes. He is just a human being, but there is wisdom that has been deposited for hundreds of years in his speech, is it God-given?

"So, should those undead creatures also be respected?" The ghost sent the god to the ground, and the commander of the guards suddenly asked.

Bishop Pooh's face froze, and his smile disappeared: "No, they are the only exceptions. Ahem, ahem...... What has long since lost its life does not need to be respected at all. Their salvation is complete purification, otherwise even the living will become their companions. ”

Rumble!

The leader of the guards changed his face and threw Bishop Pooh to the ground.

I don't know why, the gate was blown into countless pieces and splashed everywhere! Everyone lay down one after another, and a few unresponsive sacrifices were not cared for by the soldiers, and they were caught off guard, nailed many pieces of wood on their bodies, and their white robes were stained with blood, and they were so painful that they were snorting, and one person fainted in pain.

"Are you alright, sir?" The leader of the guards, despite the fact that he still had a palm-sized piece of wood stuck in his thigh, quickly got up and helped Bishop Pooh up.

"Ahem, ahem, the door is open, you tell someone to hurry up and seal it...... The enemy is coming! Cough! Bishop Pooh vomited a mouthful of blood, not because he was injured somewhere, but because he was crushed by the leader of the guards in half-armor, and the internal injuries caused by the sneak attack of the mysterious man a few days ago recurred......

After all, he had received strict military training from the independent regiment, and the leader of the guards also knew that the military situation was urgent and had no time to rub it off, so he hurriedly shouted. Have the soldiers move things to plug the gaps that have been blown up. In desperation, even Bishop Pooh's chair was moved.

And then...... A black and yellow knight wrapped in Sensen's lifeless aura knocked several soldiers into the left and right, and broke into the door blatantly!

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"I've opened the door for you, please hurry up to level 60...... If you're still so useless in the next few days, I'll probably lose interest in you. Maybe it's time to play with that one called Black Sharp? ”

The boxer throws his scarf back, jumps up the nearest tree, and sits down on a sturdy crossbar, his bandaged heel slamming up with a snap. His eyes were devastated at the sudden noise of the cosy town in the distance, like a deadly ray stabbing from the depths of the universe.