Chapter 270 The mysterious power from the East
There are also some people in several camps who abandoned the light and turned to the dark. After they couldn't survive here, they tried to pat their butts and ran to Adrian's place to be a thieves. Wouldn't it be beautiful to gallop around in the world of mortals?
However, the scattered information provided by hundreds of people in the villa all point to the same direction - Adrian is most likely suffering from an exacerbation of persecution paranoia.
In the past half month or so, Adrian has not only killed hundreds of newcomers with his own hands, but even the group of old people who have been following him will be taken out for a beating from time to time.
Li Lisi's idea is actually very simple, either sneaking or blending in. As long as she is close enough to Adrian, the rest of the simple things just need to be left to Lilith.
Well, after all, Lilith will dissipate directly if the distance from her body exceeds the limit.
But now it seems that blending in and sneaking are still not feasible. There is a 99.9999% chance that people will be shot on the border between the camp site and Adrian's site.
In fact, Adrian has never been a match for Boris and his team, not in any sense.
The reason why he was not dismembered by the camp until there were only a hundred or so retail investors left like Shapan was really thanks to his unknown "persecution paranoia".
The contract stipulates that only if the newly joined contract player kills the executor within the 15-day novice protection period can he take over the title and inheritance of the executor with full authority. This is the only way!
Boris could have launched Winter is Coming and beat up Adrian, but if Timi couldn't save him, this guy felt that the situation was over and couldn't think of anything else so he just killed himself to thank the world!
Then the executor quota will always be empty. Everyone counts, and no one can escape!
"Grass!"
"Is this contract-breaking a job that carbon-based creatures can do? Shapan died too easily. If I had known better, I should have put that guy in jail."
Lao Wang was cursing beside him, while Li Cang was thoughtful.
"If that's the case, isn't it true that the camp is restrained and tolerant of Adrian?"
"That's not the case," Boris said. "It's just that I don't want to play hard with him. After all, no matter how hard I fight, it's meaningless. It will waste human lives in vain. If I get angry, I'm afraid he will jump over the wall."
"But the little friction has never stopped. He is also very dishonest there. He even took the opportunity to raid one of our small pastures a few days ago and caught a lot of cattle and horses."
"Oh? That's it." Li Cang's eyes lit up and he confirmed again, "So, veteran executors like you will definitely not know about Shapan's death, right?"
His judgment was based on Adams' shocked expression at the time. As one of the executors, there was no reason for Adams to show that expression unless he was completely unaware of the information.
"Yes, 15 days is the protection time for new players. All information about the new players will be blocked by the contract. Unless they are discovered by Shapan through their own methods like you, otherwise, the executor handover will not take place until the end of the 15 days. There is a contract reminder.”
Li Cang smiled, Boris smiled, and the dinner continued with music and dancing.
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“What’s more, what’s more, what’s more, what’s more, what’s more, what’s more, clang~”
Listening to the continuous noise next door, Li Laixi's face was livid and furious, and she squeezed the unlucky apple in her palm into juice.
"I'm going to kill him!"
"Asshole! I said we had a meeting at one o'clock!"
"You said he wanted to die, right??"
Li Cang scratched his head speechlessly, "Forget it, this guy drank too much at night and is in a state of confusion. Besides, you can just use the prayer interface to send messages. Why do you have to come to us?"
"Out of his mind? He's just relying on his animal instincts to fight DPS now!"
"Ahem," Li Cang was speechless, "What did Lilith discover?"
"No, you know, she can't understand much right now, but it's pretty much what we guessed. Everyone is very happy, including the big bald ones. Ninety-nine percent of them really want to get rid of this contract!"
"That's good, but there's not a single pitfall, and things go so smoothly? I can't believe it!"
"Isn't Adrian troublesome enough? I don't want to be trapped in this hellish place." Li Leisi suddenly showed a suspicious look, "Hey, did you and the big bald man flirt with each other at that time reach some ulterior deal? ?”
"Which look? Oh, that one, he said, 'Brother, don't be polite to me. Let's arrange a time for Xiao Ao and Xiaotu to be arranged for you. Do you have any other ideas? Police officer, nurse, flight attendant, bala bala.' The rest of them are nothing. Meaning, I sternly refused with my eyes on the spot.”
".Go away, I'm talking to you about business!"
"What? Isn't this formal enough?"
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That night, a snowstorm fell from the sky.
A small number of livestock froze to death directly, and the temperature in many vegetable greenhouses plummeted to freezing point and were crushed by snow, causing heavy losses. The camp had to use a large number of manpower to cope with the natural disaster and put out fires everywhere.
On the evening of the second day, the wind and snow were still there.
Adrian mobilized all the horses and led more than 900 cavalry in a lightning raid on the farms and pastures south of the camp. The camp where the garrison was deployed was caught off guard. 196 people died, 320 were captured, and more than 40 vegetable greenhouses in the racecourse and the mountain were lost. , Adrian took 1.1 square kilometers of land, 550 horses, 1,100 cattle and sheep into his bag.
The third day, noon.
The camp dispatched more than 5,000 militia troops to suppress the border, shouting from the air to Adrian, demanding that he immediately return the prisoners, horses, cattle, sheep, and land. Don't say that he was unprepared.
In the evening, Adrian ordered the massacre of all 320 prisoners. Blood flowed everywhere, and conflicts between the two sides intensified.
The fourth day, early morning.
Three camps urgently mobilized 6,000 people to fill the border and called Adrian again. The war was about to break out.
At noon, 400 cavalrymen suddenly appeared in the wind and snow, and basically all the incoming militiamen gathered in the most empty and weak Vietnamese camp on the border. They burned, killed, and looted before leaving.
That afternoon, the camp started a battle with Adrian.
Boris sits in the rear and wields a golden sword.
Behind him flew a large flag that had been worked on overnight. It was bright red and had a golden sickle, hammer and five-pointed star pattern on it.
When the bear warriors in front saw the flag being erected, their eyes turned red when they opened their eyes violently, and they roared and charged.
"Everything is ready and all we need is the east wind, but God is on our side!" Boris did not forget to show off his Chinese vocabulary when communicating with the handsome blond guy, "Comrade Li Cang is simply the son of destiny, Adrian Ah Adrian, this mad dog bit you yourself this time, it’s not that easy to let go!”
The handsome blond guy looked confused and his eyes were particularly confused.
"How could it be such a coincidence? How could it be possible? Boss, is it really not Li Cang who summoned this blizzard?"
"Don't believe it. China is a mysterious country. In ancient times, there was an emperor in their country who was later known as the 'Great Magister Li Xiu' and was besieged by an army of 400,000 people. He only had 20,000 miscellaneous cards in his hands. Then But an army of 400,000 people! Even 400,000 pigs can win against 20,000 people. However, meteors, meteorites, lightning and hail are all imaginable. It’s so spectacular. Li Xiu Sheng still won a big victory——"
"Look, Li Cang and Li Xiu even have the same last name!"
The two half-bottled water bears looked at each other.
At this moment, what they were thinking about was certainly not the transliteration error caused by the hearsay about the handsome blond Andre's Chinese translation of Mao. Instead, they had truly entered the realm of metaphysics and began to doubt whether the mysterious oriental power had always existed sustainably.
