Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 107: The wind is cold and the flames are spreading

Sailing is a long process.

This is especially true from the North Pole to the South Pole of a world.

Some fleets that were marked in other areas, including the outer wall, have dispersed. The fleet, like a giant beast, has gradually split into more than a dozen wings and began to move towards the forbidden areas occupied by chaos, or the unknown sanctuary.

Li Ang did not do anything unnecessary, because he was actually under the technological blockade of the God of Wisdom. The more people there were, the more severe the technological penalty would be, so Li Ang himself did not plan to expand his team too much. He just led the fleet all the way to the south.

During this one month of sailing, some abnormal situations occurred in Leon's fleet almost every day.

Sometimes it was an invasion by a group of blind undead pirates, and sometimes it was a greeting from the dwarf steam fleet at Haimenguan - they mistook it for an imperial ship. After learning that it was a group of star-negators and players, the dwarves immediately turned hostile and left the entire sea area.

Because the hatred of the players has been recorded in the Dwarf Kingdom's Book of Hatred. All dwarves will not have any good feelings towards the players, and the negative star players seem to have suffered some damage to their reputation.

But, to be honest, Leon never cared what the little characters in these worlds thought.

He was just maintaining his plan, crossing the long Bretonnian coastline from the Island of Orbion, even crossing the prosperous Southern Kingdom, and then passing through the legendary Wizard Islands, and even further south, the southern jungle where it was rumored that giant lizards as tall as a man roamed.

The players who brought all kinds of things along the way can be said to have made a lot of money. Don't think that the players are just here to join in the fun or to get a fixed salary. The players' business acumen is also not low.

The reason they don't do many things is not because they don't know how to do them, but because they can't do them.

For example, for a business activity that is normal and natural to everyone, the players' fleets have no gods to protect them, and they will be swallowed by storms and sea beasts within 50 miles of the sea. As for Leon's giant ship, his ability to fight against the sea god is probably not low, not to mention the psychic sigils and blasphemous marks of the subspace covering his body.

Of course, in everyone's eyes, they were all sacred symbols and signs of the Way. But in fact, Leon had collected a number of signs and symbols related to the Chaos Gods of the Subspace, and used them as his own insect repellent.

Even if ordinary monsters don't understand, they will be horrified after seeing it. And those who know it understand that it is the mark of chaos, but the golden light of destruction proves that this thing is not chaos.

As for the Chaos War Gang, those Chaos War Gangs on the ocean really thought they were their own people.

On the 20th day of sailing, near the southern jungle coastline, Leon encountered a group of warbands flying the banner of the Chaos Eight-pointed Star, claiming to be brothers and asking for supplies. The pirate army of more than 20 large and small ships was already in pieces under the two rounds of volleys from Leon's Star Bearer.

These vicious creatures who believed in chaos soon turned pale and began their service journey with dull expressions. For Leon, this was just a piece of cake, and he even got a relic.

'Treasure of the Fallen'

'Special Relic'

'The faction that holds this relic can be regarded as possessing the aura of the Fallen, and there is a chance that the gods will pay more attention to it during battle. Placing it in the faction museum can increase the cultural value of your civilization by 15 points.'

Gone.

Just a few lines of words, it should be the shabbiest props Leon has ever seen, there is no other. But it was these things that made the war gangs howl like crazy, and they were determined to take it back by force even if they shed blood and tears. This even made Leon feel a little surprised.

This kind of rubbish is so annoying that it hurts your feet even when it is placed on the ground. What's the point of having it? Then, in front of the prisoners of the war gang, he threw the broken eight-pointed star stone aside and stepped on it a few times.

In the end, there was no divine punishment or attention.

Or, in a sense, he might have received enough attention. No more attention would be of any use.

However, this behavior has caused an outcry among the players. Because everyone is not the dog of the Negative Stars. If they really want to evolve, they may need the blessing of the Four Chaos Gods. You went up and kicked them away. What will you do with your brothers who didn't get on the bus?
So in the end, this weird thing became the favorite of the players. At the cost of one gold coin per player, the salary recovery plan was successfully completed. Leon was amazed.

Players often have no concept of money in the other world, but this kind of corruption and attention can really make reality better.

Moreover, the players always seem to believe that this kind of corruption and depravity will not affect them. Although there is no evidence to prove that this idea is correct, the players still believe it and spend a lot of gold coins on the trial qualification of the Corrupted Token.

Although Li Ang didn't understand, he could understand the players' desire for real power.

After all, he is also a player, and he knows how desirable it is to have power in reality. It is a reality that can distort a person's destiny and make the whole world crazy.

Therefore, Li Ang thoughtfully launched the Negative Star Ten-draw Card Event, with a guaranteed minimum of 10,000 draws. The Negative Star Mark Brand Event has a one in 10,000 chance of winning. One gold coin is used for one draw, and the results can be recorded through military medals and respective career performance.

Although it was only a trial run for a while, Leon had already been assassinated and attacked several times in the fleet. Everyone was very resentful of this kind of activity and vowed to kill Leon, the vested interest. Even the player base had received many warning messages.

However, both the officials and some open-minded people know very well that this path of being able to spend money and gamble one's life to get promoted is also a unique method used by the negative star people.

They are different from the Chaos Gods. Clearly marking the price is a good thing. And if you are lucky, a great discovery can allow you to completely leap to the next or even the final level. For players, this is a great thing. And Li Ang also accepted the wages of all the players.

Even before reaching Antarctica, while on the ship, Leon had already harvested all kinds of supplies that far exceeded his expenses, and the price he paid was just a few blessings, some so-called treasures, and supplies handed in by other players.

After all, it would be a bit too much if you paid a gold coin and didn't give anything. Leon was not such a cruel person. So in the midst of laughter and joy, Leon solved the financial problem on the spot.

Now he not only has the money of the players, but also holds the lifeline of the players in all aspects. Because if you want to draw a card, you can use other materials to convert it if you don’t have gold coins. Of course, the calculated price may be slightly cheaper. But this is a good deal for leaping up your own class, isn’t it?

Which god would be willing to shape your own path to happiness in this way? Which god would be willing to receive the god's blessing and enhance your power just by spending money?

At least for players, this is the only option, at least the only option on the table.

As a result, the identity of the player Li Ang was subjected to endless curses and hatred, because all the players believed that he was the one who came up with this shitty card drawing mode. As the rewarder, the Witch King Li Ang was respected and worshipped by countless players, because these things were really rewarded to the players by him.

This was not a big deal for Li Ang himself. In fact, at most, it was to give the players something to do during the one-month sailing time. Otherwise, according to the players' temperament, they would have split up the fleet long ago due to the lonely life on the ship for a month. Even if they didn't split up, the player team that arrived at Antarctica would definitely not be as energetic as it is now.

Players who have no recognition for this world and only use it as a springboard for profit do not actually have many ideas or demands. All they hope for is to make this environment look better and their lives better.

In this shitty world, the players' lives were much worse than in the original world. Except for some people who were looking for novelty, most people lived just to live, and just didn't want to die.

Therefore, at this time, it is actually very important to give them sufficient motivation and the confidence to keep going.

At least that's what Li Ang thought.

"One month. If it was a normal month, the players would have lost their patience long ago. No player would accept staying in the cabin for a month without any benefits or stimulation."

Leon allowed the elf sisters who had transformed into the Pale Army to stiffly but tenderly help him shave his beard. He looked at the figure in the mirror and smiled.

The player Leon in the mirror looked energetic and a little rosy.

With the two elf sisters beside him whose blood circulation began to flow and whose minds were gradually filling up, they looked like they had indulged in lust. This was also the state that Leon had to maintain, and it was also the state that Leon wanted all the players to see him in.

Negative stars do not care about your personal thoughts and so-called psychological and physical relationships. As long as you can get things done and make some good suggestions, no one will care about you even if you have sex with the elf sisters.

As long as you express such a hint and then say a few words on the forum, you can quickly get the rhythm going.

Such aggression and abuse can effectively consume the players' anxiety during the journey. In combination with the entertainment props that Li Ang distributed and sold among the players' fleets, as well as a series of gossips and prize-winning activities, the overall morale of the players, although it has declined compared to the beginning, is still maintained quite well.

After leaving the southern jungle and arriving at the Dawn Islands, the players arrived at the elves' last Dawn Fortress. However, the Dawn Fortress did not want to deal with the Star Negators.

Although the elves of Dawn Fortress are nominally under the jurisdiction of the Phoenix King, in reality their recognition of the Phoenix King is not as solid as imagined.

For these players, the proud elves, out of kindness to their fellow countrymen carried by the negative stars, threw a batch of waste materials that the elves didn't like to use, and even completed this handover. Although some players complained and felt that the elves really looked down on them, after trying them, they still felt that they were really good.

After all, it was a prop that the elves had discarded. It was very likely that a whole set of beautiful tea sets would be discarded by the elves just because there was a tiny flaw in the gourd mouth. This was the luxurious life of the elves.

For the players, this discriminatory gift also greatly strengthened their morale and created a strange rebellious mentality. This was also what Leon was happy to see.

After that, he had many arguments with players, cursed at each other for hundreds of thousands of times, and even released some magic videos with his elves. All the players showed solemn expressions, accompanied by black snowflakes floating in the sky and the disembodied screams and whistles coming from the surroundings from time to time.

The sea began to grow darker and deeper, and some strange-looking giants seemed to pass by the bottom of the cabin from time to time. Those hideous dark beasts seemed to be spying on this huge fleet.

And the black snowflakes were not ordinary pollutants, but carried strong marks of corrosion.

Each snowflake was in the shape of a Chaos Eight-pointed Star. In addition to the illumination of the flagship's psychic torch, some disturbing phenomena had begun to occur on some of the players' ships.

Some bizarre blood magic circles appeared in the cabin without warning, and the players claimed to have heard some screams and curses coming from their heads. Some ships even saw unspeakable illusions, howling and driving the ships directly towards the black reef, and were washed away and shattered by the waves in the blink of an eye.

Antarctica, this is where the winds of chaos magic surge.

If the Arctic at the beginning still had snow to prove that there were more or less some physical laws there, then what was presented in the Antarctic was absolute abnormality and the horror brought by the power of chaos.

Even everyone could see the raging volcano erupting in the distance, but what was sprayed was not boiling magma and heat waves, but twisted black ice crystals and black storms rolling down. These areas beyond human reason and delusion are the areas that Leon wants to explore.

"Look for a place to land nearby. We are going to go down."

Looking at the black continent, Leon gave these instructions.

Four thousand words! There are still twenty-one thousand words to go! I will try to finish it before six o'clock!

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(End of this chapter)