Chapter 28 starts the CG cutscene
Linder looked toward the north.

Even though his eyesight was far superior to that of an average person, all he could see was darkness.

Players can contact other players from the post and know that there is a scavenger nest north of Star Dragon Outpost, and Lind certainly knows it too.

It is not in line with his character to take the initiative to cause trouble, at least it is not in line with his character before he is strong enough, because he is very clear about the advantages of the players and himself. As long as he has time to develop slowly, the so-called scavengers will not even become a problem. Even if the players have the character of killing monsters and upgrading, they will not let the scavengers go.

As time goes by and the map is explored, the scavengers will be digested naturally.

If the player hadn't discovered that the scavenger had secretly sneaked near the Star Dragon Outpost, Lind would not have let the player investigate first.

It feels bad to be targeted.

He needs stable development.

If there are unstable factors, eliminate them and continue to develop steadily.

This time, the players’ role is not that of scouts, but of bait.

He also wondered why the low-intelligence scavengers would choose to scout and stalk.

Perhaps, there is an extremely intelligent high-level disaster controlling the scavengers behind the scenes. This is very bad news!

"grown ups!"

The soldiers have gathered.

The sophisticated Land Infantry armor gleamed in the moonlight. Even though it had been in service for several years, every soldier, including Lind himself, took good care of their armor and maintained it carefully every day.

Armor is not only the best way to protect the body, but also a symbol of identity.

They were once the elite of the Rand Kingdom!

What supports people's lives in this barren doomsday is not only the desire for life, but also honor. Especially after the collapse of faith, honor becomes extremely precious.

A long sword, a hatchet and a crossbow quiver were hung around his waist, and a shield was carried on his back.

Leaving behind the older Pete and the more clever Leo, the remaining seven people were ready to go and looked at Lind.

They watched as Lind's eyes burned with fire.

Lind seemed to see again the scene in his memory of Rand's elite troops being invincible on the battlefield.

The blood in the body begins to burn.

There was no pre-war mobilization because everyone knew that this was a battle that had to be faced.

"Let's go!" Lind's voice was sonorous and powerful, like the roar of a lion.

The cold wind can’t cool the passion for survival.

The gate of Star Dragon Outpost slowly opened.

An elite team of 8 people rushed into the cold wind just to protect this last piece of ideal civilization.

Old Pete and Leo stood at the door and watched the team disappear into the night, punching their chests to show their highest respect.

Next to the vegetable garden, eight women and children who had noticed something did not come out, but hid in the tent, shivering.

The previous heated discussion about "scavengers" has also spread here, so it is self-evident what the purpose of this emergency operation is.

The woman hugged her child, her eyes looking towards the city gate, as if her eyes could penetrate the tent and pray for the lord who was traveling far away.

The aroma of the meat in the pot has long dissipated.

The two children asked eagerly: "Can we still eat meat tomorrow?"

No one answered, but the women subconsciously prayed silently in their hearts.

Was it for the tent that could be blown over by the wind but was very sturdy? Was it for the lord who did not attack them? Or was it for the pot of broth? She didn't even know who to pray to or for whom to pray.

Just praying.

In a room, the old nun sitting on the bed lowered her eyes, reviewing the lines given to her by Lind.

"We don't have any gods to pray to... Even so, I hope you can return victorious..."

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"As I expected, if we let the players go out to investigate, there will definitely be a fight."

Lind is used to it.

After all, I am an NPC with no authority. It's okay to follow along, but I have no say.

But he could also see from the posts on the official website that the players didn't have many "systems", that dialog boxes wouldn't pop up when facing many NPCs, and that many tasks were verbal, so he didn't have too many disadvantages.

The game "The Ring of Doom" should focus on combat, and everything else is secondary. If it weren't for the concepts of "upgrade" and "resurrection", the undead would really be unplayable.

It is simply carrying the "soul" through to the end, suffering all the way.

It also causes many players to do useless work. He has seen many players working hard, but in the end they were told that there was no reward, and then they got into a fight with the NPC in a fit of anger and were killed by the other party.

In this doomsday, if you believe what others say, you deserve to be deceived.

The seemingly cunning fourth disasters are as easy to bully as little lambs here.

Only Lind understands the true role of players and knows how to invest, so he should be the only NPC in the world who is "good" to players.

Letting the players act as bait is for their own good, and I am here to help.

When Lind led the team to the scene, two people had already fallen down in front of them and were on the verge of death.

The Xuanwu Shield, whose leg was bitten off, was still waving his fists wildly.

And the favorite Baisi, who was shouting "Three dogs kill the gods" and "Bomb counterattack", was also surrounded by scavengers at this time, and her condition became more and more miserable.

"Crap!"

His fists hammered on the scavenger's head, but it had no effect at all.

I'm dying. It would be such a miserable death.

Not only did it fail to kill a single scavenger, it was even crushed by the subsequent scavengers that came after it.

"Swoosh!" An arrow brushed past his ear and accurately pierced the scavenger's eye socket. The huge penetrating force pushed the scavenger's head back.

"Swoosh! Whoosh!" Two more arrows came, like pushing a man down from the edge of a cliff. Wave after wave of force knocked the scavenger down completely.

The limping Xuanwu Shield turned around in horror and looked at the usually taciturn Star Dragon Sentry soldiers who were holding crossbows and shooting steadily.

“So accurate!”

Two soldiers rushed forward quickly. The soldier on the left took off his shield and held it in front of him. When the scavenger tried to get up, he moved sideways and bumped into him with the shield.

“Bang!” The scavenger who had just supported his body with his arms was crushed again.

Another soldier held his sword with both hands - one hand on the hilt, the other on the blade.

He pushed down hard like chiseling a wooden stake.

The tip of the sword pierced through the scavenger's head, entered from the left ear, and came out from the right ear, nailing the head and the sword to the ground.

Xuanwu Shield in the first row of the audience saw with his own eyes the Scavenger who had just abused the four of them and made them unable to resist being crushed like this.

The scavengers' resistance was so strong that the soldiers were almost overturned even though they used their body weight to press down on the shields.

The other soldier had already given up his long sword, and quickly pulled out the short-handled axe from his waist, raising his arm high.

The hatchet gleamed in the moonlight.

He aimed at the scavenger's neck, whose head was nailed to the ground.

"Crack!"

Xuanwu Shield's heart twitched, wondering what was going on. He looked a bit handsome.

"Crack!"

So handsome!

"Crack!"

Three axes and the scavenger's head was chopped off.

The rough actions made Xuanwu Shield's blood boil. It turns out these NPCs are so powerful!
Too silly.

The soldier rubbed the hatchet against the scavenger and then put it back into the axe sheath at his waist.

He raised his right foot, stepped on the scavenger's head, and pulled out the sword as easily as if he was eating a skewers of meat.

Xuanwu Shield, who witnessed the whole process, felt his scalp tingling... so cool!

It is completely different from the games I played before. There are no fancy skills, only fierce punches to the flesh and axes to the bones.

The most primitive killing fire in my heart was aroused.

Rumble, the seven soldiers did not stop, and rushed towards the scavenger one after another, actively rescuing their beloved Baisi.

"Huh." The Xuanwu Shield, who only had one leg left, moved his butt. He glanced at Lind who had not yet taken action and said, "The cutscene CG should start, but why hasn't the BOSS appeared yet?"

(End of this chapter)