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 The peasants stood in high spirits.
 "very good."
 Kant nodded in satisfaction.
 These 50 Swadian peasants will be the population base of the future "Dehrim" village.
 In the future development, they will be the main force.
 This is not a game. Kant only needs to fight with his soldiers. He also needs a certain number of peasants to help him take care of the village and make this village with only one consular hall grow stronger and stronger.
 Similarly, these 50 Swadian farmers have also solved the current security risks.
 The 20 cavalrymen of the Principality of Lions have left, causing great concern to Kant and the current sentry oasis.
 Those gnolls who have escaped will never give up, they may form a team at any time and come back again, snatch the oasis where they once lived, and have a fierce military conflict with Kant.
 After all, Sentinel Oasis is still at the forefront of danger.
 Only 10 Swadian militiamen and 20 Swadian recruits are too weak.
 The participation of these farmers has greatly alleviated such threats.
 At the very least, they formed a tight array with long-handled scythes. With those gnolls who didn't even have many iron weapons, it was undoubtedly a bit whimsical to break through their lines of defense.
 "It still needs development." Kant calculated in his heart.
 According to the system interface, the current village only has the humble building of the Consulate.
 Other structures, such as houses, fences, imitations, watchtowers, wells, require an investment of money and time to construct, just as tedious as the real construction.
 This makes Kant helpless.
 Money and time are exactly what he needs most.
 First of all, the gnoll wouldn't give him that time.
 What's more, his funds are currently only 1,000 dinars obtained after completing the main task of building a village.
 There is one thing Kant regrets.
 It is the currency of this world, whether it is a small silver coin, a large silver coin, or the more expensive gold coin.
 Neither can be converted to the dinars required by the system.
 "There's a long way to go."
 Kant couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.
 ………………
 The bright moonlight shrouded the earth.
 In the desert, the temperature control effect of vegetation has been lost, and the slightest chill has begun to appear.
 It was dark.
 The Sentinel Oasis is still in full swing.
 Camping for 80 people is no small thing.
 At present, the only administrative hall, although it is a two-story stone building, the overall area is not large, at most more than 500 square meters, which is equivalent to a single villa in China.
 It is obviously impossible to squeeze in 80 people.
 Kant arranged otherwise.
 Thirty soldiers entered the Consulate to rest, while 50 farmers set up tents around the Consulate.
 On the three carriages, Kant brought a lot of living materials.
 Including larger multi-person tents and sweaters to keep out the cold, it was enough for the 50 farmers to spend the night.
 This arrangement also has Kant's reasoning.
 Or rather, the way to go.
 In any case, the 10 Swadian militias and 20 Swadian recruits belong to the main combat force currently possessed by Kant, and even the loss of 1 person will make him feel heartache.
 This is related to future troop construction, and can never be treated as consumables at will.
 On duty at night, these 30 soldiers are the main ones.
 Therefore, they need to rest better to deal with the crisis that may arise at any time.
 The 50 peasants outside the Consultative Hall, because of their superior numbers, can quickly gather under the reminder of the soldiers on duty even if they encounter danger, forming a dense array to protect themselves, and there will be no major casualties.
 Reality is often cruel.
 The so-called protection is sometimes the benevolence of women.
 Kant is not pedantic.
 On the contrary, he understands the concept of value and knows how to use the smallest price to exchange for a higher return.
 "Okay, let's move fast!"
 Kant urged, so that the tent could be set up sooner, so as to avoid long nights of dreams.
 At the same time, several bonfires were also lit, using the tents and wood of these gnoll tribes as fuel, burning roaringly, releasing a heat that dispelled the chill of the night.
 The camp next to the sentry oasis is basically still built.
 Some militiamen came quickly and reported to Kangdehui: "Lord Lord, your room has been tidied up."
 "Got it." Kant nodded.
 His room was on the second floor of the Consulate Hall and was protected by 10 Swadian militiamen. In the hall downstairs, 20 Swadian recruits were also preparing to ensure that Kant was safe.
 People from the system themselves exist as Kant.
 So in terms of loyalty, you can rest assured.
 Looking at the bright star river in the sky, a chill also made Kant feel cold all over.
 "Be careful."
 After opening the mouth to remind, Kant walked towards the Consulate Hall.
 Go up the second floor along the stairs in the corner of the living room. Kant's room is the innermost, which has been cleaned up by the militiamen.
 The room is by the window, just facing the pond
 Kant looked up and saw the soft light sprinkled in the night, spread out on the pond, with the wind blowing the water surface, sparkling, a beautiful scenery, let him indulge.
 Kant couldn't help but admire: "This is really beautiful."
 This is the first time he has come to the Narun Desert to enjoy such a breathtaking view.
 Unlike the rough desert, this is soft beauty.
 But he quickly calmed down and looked at his room.
 Kant knew that he would probably live here for a long time in the future.
 With a space of about 10 square meters, there are wooden beds and wardrobes made of wood, as well as tables and chairs with the same rough workmanship. Overall, the layout is simple and crowded, just the decoration of ordinary civilians.
 The bed is a single bed with a linen mattress and a quilt made of wool and cotton.
 Standard Swadian style.
 Although the room looked simple, it was neatly tidied up.
 Mainly there is no smell.
 "not bad."
 Kant was satisfied with this. Being able to sleep in a protected room and a safe wooden bed was much better than sleeping in the shallow pits that were dug out hastily.
 Although he is the youngest son of the Duke, he is not incapable of suffering.
 He untied the light crossbow and quiver on his back and placed them on the table neatly. At the same time, he took off the linen robe that was used to block the wind and sand, and slapped it a few times before hanging it in the closet.
 However, Kant did not take off his shirt and trousers, and the dagger remained by his side.
 Although the room of the 10 Swadian militiamen is next to it, it is always good to maintain due vigilance, at least if there is any emergency, there will be no unresponsiveness, which will save you from scrambling.
 Unrolling the quilt, Kant lay on the bed and fell asleep.
 It seems that after a long journey and another fight, Kant is sleeping soundly now.
 The crisp bird chirping in his ears awakened his mind.
 "twitter."
 Kant opened his eyes slightly and fell asleep.
 There were two unknown birds standing beside the window. They looked like sparrows, but their appearance was a little khaki. They chirped and beat the wooden windowsill with their small beaks.
 The morning light shone into the room through the window, and it was already bright.
 "Well."
 Kant lifted the quilt, and the Naron Desert in the early morning was still a bit cold.
 But he knew that it wouldn't be long before the temperature rose rapidly to unacceptably hot.
 Getting dressed again, Kant stood by the bed and looked out.
 The vast sea of ​​sand spread in the distance, and the khaki-colored appearance was like a mouth that swallowed everything. There was only a little sparse greenery nearby, which brought a bit of stability and relaxation.
 This is a sentry oasis.
 The clear spring water reflects a faint light, and at a depth of half a meter, you can easily see the gravel and stones at the bottom.
 Kant couldn't help but sigh: "This is really beautiful."
 Yes, this oasis is like paradise compared to the Narun Desert.
 A paradise for him.
 Frowning slightly, Kant also found that there is a lot of filth in this paradise.
 The messy tents of the gnolls are still on both sides of the lake, including those perennial household garbage and even feces, which are piled up randomly, and there is no concept of hygiene at all.
 This is a defilement of the oasis!
 However, what reassured him was that there were already peasants in Swadia sorting out the rubbish.
 After all, this is the area where they live, and the messy garbage is piled up together. These farmers who love clean and tidy and admire the beautiful pastoral scenery can't stand it at all, and they are cleaning up spontaneously.
 "Dangdangdang."
 There was a knock on the door, and a voice came from outside: "Lord, breakfast is ready, do you want to eat it now?"
 It's the Swadian militia from before.
 "I'm going to eat now." Kant responded.
 Closing the window again, Kant walked outside the room, where a sturdy militiaman was respectfully waiting.
 Kant asked, "What is breakfast?"
 "Bread slices, including a bisque of dried meat and cabbage," the militiaman replied.
 "Air-dried meat and stewed cabbage bisque?"
 Kant was stunned for a moment. He walked down the stairs and wondered, "I don't remember that we have cabbage." After a while, Kant also seemed to have thought of something: "The cabbage that comes with the consulate?"
 "Yes."
 The Swadian militiaman nodded: "The storage room has 500 pieces of bread, 250 pieces of dried meat, and 100 pieces of cabbage."
 "So much?" Kant raised his eyebrows slightly.
 These breads and dried meats, as well as the cabbage, are counted according to the hundred, which is indeed a huge number.
 But the militiaman hesitated for a moment and said, "It's only 10 days' worth."
 Kant was stunned: "The amount in 10 days?"
 The militiaman nodded: "Yes, Lord, we must find more food, otherwise we will run out of food after 10 days. Even if we save rations, we can only last for about 15 days."
 When I came to the outside of the Consulate, the bushes on the sand were full of greenery.
 But Kant lost the quality of viewing, and frowned: "How can you eat so much?"
 Around, 50 Swadian farmers were leveling the oasis, cleaning up the gnoll tents that had been trampled down, as well as the rubbish and excrement everywhere.
 10 Swadian militiamen were patrolling with heavy spears covered in iron.
 On the surrounding sand dunes, 20 Swadian recruits had already dispersed, forming a guard post.
 "All right."
 Kant nodded, his face a little dignified: "The amount of food for 80 people is indeed quite enough."
 PS: The Saland Sultanate is too halal, I dare not write it! The desert Riswadia knights are also very strong, ahem, don't worry, desert robbers, I will arrange their upgrades to be Mamluks!
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 Bags of salt, spices, and sugar piled up from the store to the street, and full merchants drove in and out of the carriage. 
 The air is filled with the fragrance of various spices. 
 This is a prosperous city by the oasis, thumping sounds and loom sounds one after another, and business in the workshops of the craftsmen is booming. 
 The banner of Baron Kant, the heir to the Kingdom of Swadia, hangs on the gate of the town. 
 The happy life of the local residents is full of love and admiration for the lord. 
 Soldiers with crossbows were on alert on the city walls, and infantrymen wearing chain mails were patrolling the streets, a peaceful scene.
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 Journey through a Sim World for All. 
 Every young person is given a chance to simulate reincarnation when they come of age. 
 Only by breaking the limits of life can one have the opportunity to become a permanent reincarnator who controls everything. 
 If it fails. 
 In this life, I can only be an ordinary person praying for blessings. 
 Countless candidates are trembling, not daring to make the slightest mistake at the beginning of the simulation. 
 And after Li Yueming entered the reincarnation world. 
 Discovered that your random talent can be multiplied by a hundred times? 
 [Your blue talent ‘Aura’ has been transformed into a golden talent ‘Infinite Deduction’ after a hundred-fold increase] 
 [Unlimited deduction (golden): You can deduce based on known information, the accuracy rate is as high as 100%! 】 
 With the emergence of full-level talents one after another. 
 Li Yueming suddenly discovered that this is the reincarnation world known as the difficulty of hell? 
 Questionnaire or something, next time I will fill it out very simple!
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 For the sake of his family, Ren embarked on the popular VRMMORPG, COVENANT, that used real-time in-game currency. But being a mediocre player who only knows how to gather information, he was put in a supporting role.
 As the game explodes in popularity and every multibillion-dollar company invested in the game, things have turned for the worse for Ren. Due to the amount of information he gathered, the cheats, secrets, quests, and bugs he discovered, he was silent in fear of selling the information to the other guilds.
 But given a second chance, he went back in time when his father was still alive and COVENANT was just in its starting phase.
 This time . . . he wouldn’t be that guy on the side who gathered information from day in and day out for ten years.
 Equipped with the games knowledge he accumulated, he will become . . . an Alchemist!
 Chrono Mage? Djin Master? Summoner? Necromancer?
 Chaos Lord?
 What good are those?
 Sure they’re powerful and rare classes and sought after by guilds, but it’s the alchemist who forged artifacts and concocts rare items and potions that gets the most coins at the end of the day!
 It was better than being a blacksmith or a crafter! Plus, he could use all sorts of magic without limit to race and class!
 It was the ultimate class! And no one even knows it!
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 [The Fourth Disaster] + [Ship Upgrade] + [Garbage Picking in the End of the World] 
 [Give the Galaxy a Little Shock to Players! ] 
 Ship dismantling, mining, garbage picking, stealing ships, boarding, and delivering packages! 
 Chu Hang was originally a poor captain who traveled through the end of the world, but a system that could help him summon "players" from Blue Star popped up, turning "The Road to Survival" into "StarCraft". 
 However, the style of the painting has become: 
 Funny, cheating, lack of martial ethics, locusts passing through, boasting and blowing up ships... 
 "The captain said that as long as we can help him repair the spaceship, he can take us to a new map and embark on the great road to national restoration!" 
 "Hush, there is a wild spaceship here that has suffered from heatstroke, let's take it to the river..."
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 I come, I see, I conquer... I have fun. 
 The other world is so chaotic. There are melons to eat every day. 
 It feels good to eat melon for a while, and it feels good to eat melon all the time. 
 But as he ate the melon, he ate it himself. 
 So speechless... Wait, isn't this a kind of fun?
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 Ling Jing recovered from his trance, only to find that he had become the true eighth disciple of the gentleman Jian Yue Buqun. He was very entangled.The ring suddenly sounded in his heart. The talent martial arts system is activated! Confirm the host Ling Jing! Damn, what is this? A talent tree pattern suddenly appeared in his mind, and his eyes quickly swept to the last layer of the talent tree:Great Move of the Universe, Nine Suns Divine Art, Dugu Nine Swords, Lingbo Weibu, Yi Jin Jing, Beiming Divine Art... I rely on it, is this the rhythm I have in the world with the system in hand? &nbsp;….. On the Fengchan stage, Zuo Lengchan scratched his whole body in pain: Ling Jing, little thief, what kind of martial arts are you doing? Ling Jing gave him a cold look: Life and death talisman, you can enjoy it slowly. Evil obstacle, what do you do?Do you know this kind of vicious martial arts? Ling Jing: I can hang up, can I do it? Zuo Lengchan:... PS: Book friends exchange group 329525018, interested friends can come in and exchange ideas
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 EVE background. 
 Li Yi traveled through time. He is a time traveler. He has no diploma, no education, and no experience. He can't find a job in this world. 
 Then, he discovered that the "Star Wars" server was launched. 
 "Huh? Why does this game look so much like "EVE"? But it's much more real." 
 So, he decided to enter "Star Wars" and work hard to make money. 
 However, whenever he was mining, someone always came to disturb him. 
 "I just want to dig a mine, and you forced me to do so." 
 Therefore, Li Yi decided to use his years of experience in "EVE" to teach these newbies a good lesson. 
 "What? Isn't the harvest a mine ship? Why did you only harvest a cruiser?" 
 "What? Isn't Nerus an industrial ship? Why did it double kill the cruiser?" 
 "What? Charger? Isn't this a novice mine ship? How did it eat my battleship?" 
 Li Yi hit one kill after another. He originally wanted to be a mine leader, but unexpectedly he became an ace commander. 
 "It's over! Li Yi's Night Brigade is here!" 
 "Dark night, it's dark night!" 
 "Activate the Minmatar Noble Phantasm - Salvage Device!" 
 Wherever the mining team went, there was no grass growing! 
 Li Yi: "I really want to mine, why can't you let me dig mine in peace?"
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 [Online games, assassins, games integrated with reality, data flow] 
 ﻿﻿The mysterious game "God Abandoned" has arrived. Players can kill monsters to gain lifespan, and they can also consume lifespan to extract game abilities into reality! 
  So, the extraordinary comes, and the Blue Star disaster spreads! 
 In the last life, Qin Feng took his sister Qin Xiaoyou and developed into one of the top 100 strong men in the world. In the end, his eyes were gouged out by his star-chasing sister, who wanted to give his "Ancient God's Eyeballs" to his idol... … 
  After reviving his life, Qin Feng decided to go alone! 
 younger sister? Let her go! 
 From then on, an invisible god-level assassin was born. 
  He is the shadow, dancing with sword light in the darkness, killing and death blooming like art in his hands... 
  Surrounded by billions of corpses, he will eventually ascend to the throne of God! 
  (Infinite evolution of skills: permanent invisibility, one-hit kill, 100-fold explosion rate, killing gods with one sword...)
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 Introduction ①I will ascend to the sky and lift up my throne in the palace of stars; I will sit on the mountain of the party and watch the dusk of the north bloom on the branches; I will stand on the bright light, the same as the supreme, Taste the eternal honey paste.
 Brief introduction ② DND sealed the gods, the protagonist came to the alien world with the summoning system, slowly upgraded from a weak to a legend, condensed divinity, ignited the fire, knit the godhead, obtained the priesthood, and created the profession of summoner!
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 Bird and Magic represent an era, that is, the era when professional basketball became popular in the country of basketball. They ruled the trapeze, OK dominated, LeBron James, Durant, Curry and others made basketball so wonderfulLaid the groundwork. Made them all billionaires with their own business empires and high social status. But if you go back 40 years, it's unthinkable. The alliance is not popular, the first man is a crazy man todayRacist; Bob Cousy's perfect heir who suffers from teammates' jealousy and booze; has the most elegant pick ever, but also has the most incomprehensible personality ever; has a chance to be Michael Jordan, but the chaotic private life made him shut out all possibilities; the hope of the great white man fell after his knee exploded;One wins too little and talks too much. The decline of the 1970s is still going on, violent conflicts, drug flooding, too many blacks, players' salaries are too high, countless problems will push this future professional league worth tens of billions of dollars toCrisis is like a synonym for opportunity, the more dangerous the situation is, the more outstanding people will rise. Let's see how that guy from the future can become the most special one in this era of shining stars. He knows very well,If you win everything, then everything is over. The rest is only noise. PS: If you are a fan of the two heroes who open your mouth and save the NBA, this book may surprise you
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 “When you see this line of words, the world game has begun.” 
 “This is the [Live Action Global Live Game] to redeem Zhai Xing.” 
 “Here, all players travel through the world together. You can become hope in the crisis-ridden apocalypse, witness reincarnation in the future controlled by androids, and fight for the camp in villages where werewolves and gods confront each other…” 
 “I’m Su Ming’an, and I have the only death rollback skill.” 
 “The eliminated players became viewers. In the hundreds of millions of live broadcast rooms, they said that I was the strongest [number one player], and that I was the one who existed forever.” 
 “Some people say that I am a traitor sent by the organizer, an incompetent leader.” 
 “…but it doesn’t matter.” 
 “Those who hold wages for everyone should not freeze to death in the wind and snow. Those who open the way for freedom should not make them suffer from thorns.” 
 “—I will bring [Brilliant Future] to all those who have looked at me.” 
 … 
 “…whether they were well-meaning or malicious.” 
 … 
 Labels: original world, heaven, infinite flow, human nature flow, long-term foreshadowing, reverse plot, HE, BE, TE and more short endings. 
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 [Fake Game Begins: Prologue, Real Game Begins: Chapter 14] 
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 The real world merged with the game world, monsters came to the world, and herds of beasts raged in the city. 
 In order to eliminate monsters in the dungeon, everyone who has player qualifications has to hunt monsters, choose a career, keep getting stronger, and protect human cities from being destroyed. 
 Elemental mage, fire and ice, destroy everything! In the priesthood shield battle, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and remained unchanged. 
 However, Han Yu, who had high hopes, chose the summoner profession that even dogs would not choose. 
 "Summoner? Is there anyone for this profession? Don't dogs even play?" 
 "Who will team up with a summoner, let him brush slowly by himself. The two summoned creatures are not enough for me to step on." 
 "I heard that his talent is not bad, why can't he think about it so much, and changed his job to a summoner." 
 Until one day, Han Yu was drinking tea while standing behind Huyun Leopard, which was the size of a mountain, and the giant skeleton hand that emerged from the ground gently pinched the boss to death. 
 Only then did people discover that Han Yu's summoned objects would not disappear, and could even be cultivated continuously!
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 A supernatural game of Lord God has arrived.
 Each instance is a terrifying and weird world!
 A medical student who was tainted by the evil god meme before birth was chosen to enter the game.
 Luo Xiu, who carries the source code of the evil god, has become a bug in the game world!
 [Acquired weapon – machete (data deletion/modified data)]
 [Get Weapon – Brainstem Scalpel]
 [Special effect: After the range is determined, 100% of the zombie’s brain stem can be accurately removed, making it incapacitated]
 Under the influence of the Heretic God’s source code, Luo Xiu’s behavior that he thinks is normal, in the eyes of other players, even game NPCs, makes the scalp tingling!
 Player a: “Hiding in the lab for half a month? What did he eat to survive?”
 Player b: “What?! Planting… cancer cells?!?!”
 A Corpse King: “He’s here, he’s here! He’s here with a smile!! He…why does he have sixteen wriggling legs!! So scary!!”
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Chapter 8. The troubles after the morning

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