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9. Nikolai's First Expedition

"My Lord is here

This body is born as a lollipop

The sugar tide is like the sea, the heart is like awesome

Countless people are unbeaten[]

Haven't tasted enough at once

Have never found a close friend

Alone here, eating candy on the poker hill

Then, there is no meaning in this life

This life is determined to be a lollipop

Give me strength!

My name is Nikola Tesla, and I live in No. xxxxxxx of the Kadian Administrative Region of the Holy Empire Rogge Province!”

According to the worship of heresy gods that the Grand Sister Akara said, although it was strictly prohibited by the Imperial Inquisition, for professionals, it is necessary to do the so-called "Trinity-Saint Dad, Holy Mom, Holy Pet, Strawberry, Sweet Bag, Holy Bag, Holy Dad, Old Master Chen and Lollipop', after the blessing ceremony of the blessing, Nicholas carried the supplies prepared by Sakuya for himself, towards the blood wasteland.

The Roger Fortress covers a large area. Although the traffic of people in the entire fortress is also very large, its distribution is not messy at all. The three main sections and other small mixed areas are in an orderly manner.

The first main area, the so-called civilian area, is also the largest part of the Roger camp.

The residents of this area basically have a permanent population of 1.5 million. For example, civilians collected from the outside and civilians who want to join the Rogue camp in the back of the Rogue camp who want to make more money will also join this area and become a member of the Rogue camp.

At this moment, the bustling crowds around Nicholas were mainly civilians. Most of these civilians were chasing some unknown animals, and these animals also had various types of animals, including pigs, cows, chickens, and some were rather strange, such as pigs and cows, some of them had hair, and they looked like enlarged pugs... These unknown animals were the main carnivorous species in the entire Roger camp.

The main food source of the Roger Camp is provided by the province of Roger behind it. Although the blood wasteland in front of it has opened up some places without monsters, the blood wasteland is not very suitable for planting. It can only barely plant some crops with strong vitality such as wheat. Most of the other fresh fruits and vegetables are also transported here from the province of Roger and other provinces behind Roger. These things are luxury goods for the civilians in Roger Camp, and they rarely eat them a few times a year.

For them, coarse bread, broth, cheese, wild vegetables collected from outside and home-grown vegetables are their daily staple food.

At this moment, these unknown animal groups that came from behind Nicholas were the main carnivores in the Rogue camp. They were all herbivores, and their appetite was not small. The Rogue province also had its own herders, and they had to pay eleven taxes according to the imperial laws. Therefore, civilians who did not want to pay this extra money would pull them around the outside of the Rogue camp for food. Some small-scale farmers would come back before night, while some large-scale farmers would simply sleep outside. They brought tents and food, and would build some simple wooden stakes early, and then wrap a large number of livestock with ropes.

The main task of Roger Archers is to protect these civilians and livestock from being attacked by monsters to obtain fresh meat that the livestock can grow at a lower price.

Fortunately in summer, the weeds are growing very lush. These herdsmen can find enough food by just taking their poultry around the camp Roger for a while. The owners can pick some wild vegetables in their spare time to improve their stomachs. But in winter, a large number of plants withered, and these herdsmen must go far away to feed their livestock. This is also the most responsibilities and hardest times as patrolmen.

But this is for the Rogges. For professionals, if there is no reward, they generally don’t care much about the lives of these civilians. After all, there are so many people in the Empire, so what if one or two people are killed or injured? Besides, when you are the senior executives of the Empire, will you care about the lives of these people who say it’s nice, civilians, or bad, and bastard slaves? What a star joke!

Holding +2 summoning skeletons, +1 bone teeth, +50% damage to undead creatures, Nikola, wearing whiteboard equipment, walked on the street, watching the tents around the road gradually decreased, and a few sparse tents were placed around, and there were also fewer pedestrians coming and going. However, when there were more people in strange costumes, they realized that they had arrived at the professional area of ​​Roger Camp.

The professions coming and going seemed to deliberately lower their voices, even if they spoke, they would attach themselves to their ears and say, adding a hint of weirdness and depression to the atmosphere here. The more they walked in, there seemed to be more and more strange people around them, and they probably wore some equipment on them. Although they didn't know if it was good or not, they were at least wearing them.

Why do you say they are weird? This refers to their costumes and weapons.

Look at the necromancer with two skeletons behind him - his thin figure, gloomy face, cold expression, and wearing a cloth cloak with unknown attributes. He probably felt that it was not cool enough, so he dyed the cloth cloak black, put on a black hooded cloak, and covered his entire head in the hat. It does seem to have a bit of a necromancer, but look at what you are holding in your hand?

A barbarian likes a thicker wooden stick the most! Dear!

It’s obvious that it’s a must-have weapon for killing people, setting fires, robbing houses, and extorting sticks!!

Let’s take a look at a paladin who had just crossed with Nikola. He was wearing blue leather armor, with a relatively large round shield hanging on his arm and a skeleton hat on his head. When he saw his aura, he knew that his level was not low, but he was holding a spell stick used by a mage in his hand...

Look at that! An Amazon beauty with a spear that looked like she was not an ordinary person on her back, and at least blue leather gloves on her hands, wearing a cloth robes...

Nikola looked at them, and then looked at the witchcraft stick and whiteboard equipment given to her by Sister Akara in her hand. Nikola suddenly felt that she was the kind of evil rich second generation who inherited the inheritance of her parents and then used all kinds of tricks to seize the Pig-Foot Crystal Palace, which was similar to the 116 sons of the ginseng and the gangster family, and they did everything they could...

Uh, the two people who are far away from a certain bar hope not to pursue the matter seriously. If they really pursue the matter, they will be 9, even though you are not that kind of person...

Well, not that kind of person...

After leaving Roger Camp for about two hours, Nicholas saw a humanoid creature from afar that was like a super patient who would not be cured if he had suffered from various difficult and complicated diseases.

Holding the witchcraft stick given to him by Sister Akara, Nikola "quietly advanced and arrogantly" towards the humanoid creature.

Nicholas paused when he could see clearly what the humanoid creature looked like.

The human-shaped owner was quite creative - several big holes were broken on his bare head, and the yellow-green brain continued to overflow along the rain, flowing into the empty eyes and mouth. There were only two red dots left in the eyes, and the eyeballs were no longer noticeable on the other party's body. The flesh on the face had begun to rot, and it almost turned into a shiny spike from the forehead and the lips, and only the yellow and black teeth were still rubbing. The dry body seemed to be dehydrated, and it seemed to be lifeless even in the light rain. The flesh on the left chest had all rotted, revealing only the thick white bones and the rotten internal organs inside. The body was basically rotten. Some of the white and turned out muscles were covered with disgusting maggots and some bugs hiding from the rain...

"Hiss, zombie..." Looking at the thing in front of him, Nikola only felt his stomach twitching and sighed in secretly about his luck. If he was not a legal profession but another profession, he would really not be able to stand it if he really made himself fight in the front...

Fortunately, I was prepared to listen to Sister Akara's words...

Nicholas, who was smiling, threw out a big rooster that had just been slaughtered from his private space that he had bought before leaving Roger's camp, and then waved his hand and summoned a skeleton holding a bone sword and a big white shield with his hand.

Since Nichola saw the zombie, the zombie naturally felt Nicholas' position. Although I don't know what it felt, it felt it anyway. The disgusting zombie stretched out his hands and started to sway at Nicholas with a "ah..." and then he began to sway at Nicholas.

What else can I say in this case?

Skeleton, be good, come forward and beat your master!

waaaaaaagh!!!!!!

Well, if you are a man, you have to yell at waaaaaagh!!!! Then you will have good luck...

Seeing his skeleton and the zombie opposite him chopping me and fighting each other with one punch, Nikolat suddenly thought of a tactic of "making it a sword in the knee and making it become disabled" against the zombie.

Thinking of doing this is a fine tradition of Nikola. After the skeleton slashed the zombie's knees with his bone sword according to his order, the zombie's slashed calf instantly separated from its body, and it was stiff and clumsy and fell straight down without any time to do anything.

When the skeleton cut down the zombie with one sword, Nikola walked over quickly and raised the witchcraft stick in his hand high, smashing it towards the head of the zombie who was still crawling on the ground. Just like smashing a watermelon with a hammer, the witchcraft stick and the zombie's head were only seen in a "bang" moment, and the zombie's head was smashed into pieces! The moment the head was smashed, the zombie stopped struggling.

Just after the zombie stopped struggling, a gold coin suddenly flew out of the zombie's body, drew an arc in the air, and fell straight to Nikola's feet. At the same time, a small black light spot also flew out of the zombie's body and quickly penetrated into Nikola's body.

"Is this little black dot the experience value? It doesn't feel like it's nothing? But... Oh my God, what's your gold coin enough for?" Looking at the gold coin under your feet, the eldest young master Nikola Tesla sighed helplessly, then picked up the gold coin and pinned it in his hand and looked over and over again.

Suddenly, a burning and itchy feeling came from his left chest. The feeling was like slashing his skin with a lighter while slashing around with a small broom seedling. Nichola couldn't stand it and was about to take off his shirt and see what was going on, but suddenly, a cold but beautiful female voice rang in Nichola's mind.

"Ding...Discover gold coins, number of cash coins: 1. Have you absorbed it?"

"Yes...ah?"

Nicholas almost subconsciously said, and the next second the gold coin disappeared from his hand.

Then Nicholas's head was confused, and at the next moment, his consciousness had entered another world...
Chapter completed!
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