Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 46 'Trustworthy' Players
Opening his eyes and looking at the unfamiliar ceiling, the first thing Leon felt was not nostalgia, but the feeling of "death" spreading in his body, devouring his remaining vitality.

But, to be honest, this situation is already very familiar to Li Ang.

The power of magic flowed through the skinny body, anchoring the state of "death" itself inside the body, and then manipulated the magic in the body, making the body stand up like a puppet, and then began to stand up and devour the remaining energy bar.

To be honest, the feeling of controlling one's own body is not much different from controlling one's own body when one is alive. For Le Ang, magic is not much different from his instinct.

Mobilize magic power to stimulate the body's digestion, and then draw the elements of life from the creature's instincts to neutralize death.

The easiest way to survive is to combine science and magic, like this.

"It's really convenient... Too bad, it would be better if it were a little more convenient."

Feeling the magical power overflowing in his body, Leon let out a sigh through his dry vocal cords.

It doesn't even require much water or substances. Just like now, after a few days or weeks, it will be enough to come back and replenish the body's elemental balance. As for the brittleness of the body due to long-term immobility and the loss of elements, this is not within Li Ang's consideration.

He already has magic, why does he care so much about the fragile human body? Although he is gentle to his people and follows their ideas, Leon does not care much about his own body.

As long as I can maintain basic life and it doesn't affect my future plans, it's fine.

"Being too thin doesn't seem good either. The quality itself cannot be concealed..."

After taking a look at the image in the mirror that looked like a skeleton with only the pupils shining brightly, Leon touched his chin and then began to stimulate the wind of life to speed up the transformation of the food into flesh and blood.

While waiting for the flesh and bones to be refilled with elements, and the magic wind and magic elements that had leaked out of his body to be refilled, Leon was not idle. He still remembered what he had to do, so he walked directly to the computer, restarted it, and logged into the player forum.

The system prompt on the account is already a big red mark.

Because of the information Leon released about Norscan customs and a brief map, as well as a series of legends and related arguments about the Broken Land, players have begun to shift resources toward the Chivalrous Expedition.

But
"Player Leon, please contact us after you wake up. We will confirm your location and information and do our best to rescue you."

——Forum Operations Group'

Taken the bait.

After taking a look at the communication methods and precautions in the appendix, he raised an eyebrow.

Using the wind of life to soothe the wind of death in his body, although Leon's body was still thin, the concept of death had begun to fade away from him.

The body began to swell gradually, and the damaged flesh that exposed the magic structure began to repair itself. The elements of life were re-irrigated into the body, and Leon's original terrifying lich-like character gradually became more colorful.

Soon, he was back to looking a little thin and tired, full of Norse style captive appearance.

This is exactly what Leon wants everyone to see, which will add a lot of persuasiveness to his words.

The power of magic is so great.

To be honest, Li Ang initially thought that when he came back, there would be a group of people staring at him around his bed and interrogating him. But he didn't expect that this group of people would be so obedient.

Or is it that this other world is not actually taken seriously in the overall assessment, so no one comes to keep an eye on me? After all, for the people of this world, the world over there is certainly exciting, but the life here is still important.

After checking in the mirror to see if there was anything wrong with his disguise, Leon cleared his throat, his voice sounding tired but a little hopeful.

Then he picked up his cell phone and made the call.

The phone hadn't even rang for a second when the other party answered the call. Li Ang also pretended to be impatient and said loudly,
"I have returned to the real world. When can you pick me up? I have been waiting for a long time. Those Norsemen have begun to doubt me. They will really kill me!"...

"——That's why we can't save him. We absolutely can't rescue him from the Norse Peninsula!"

The captain of the cruiser Emperor Hammer, known as the luckiest player and one of the current representatives of the Players' Union, was knocking on the table in the conference room with a gloomy face, and whispered to the people around him:

"He is the only player we have contact with who is in the deepest part of the Norse Peninsula and can point out the surrounding landmarks in detail. Since the death of the dragon power, our knowledge of the Norse Peninsula is all piecemeal, and he is the only one who can really give detailed information in the area.

It's true that he's miserable and wants to come back, but we have to get more information from him.

A Norscan warband that actually communicates with prisoners and is relatively friendly, even in the depths of the Hell Peaks that we know of, this is also a huge opportunity for us. "

The red-haired captain knocked on the table, looked at the players around him who were in deep thought, and gradually raised his voice to show the importance of his opinion.

"The most fortunate thing is that the boy named Leon happens to know Norse!
In the past, our people who went there died faster than anyone else, just because they couldn't speak the language. But he knew. If this wasn't a bridge from heaven, what was it? And he was a trustworthy Norscan player. He had no choice in that place.

We can say we are helping him come back, but in reality we are trying to steal his information and data. The humanities and geographical information he has is too important, far more important than the maps we have.

In fact, he must become our nail and be nailed to death in the Norse region.

It is because the news he conveyed and ours are mutually confirmed that we are sitting here and planning to join the chivalrous expedition, right? "

Banging on the table, the grumpy captain glared at a woman who had just offered to save Leon.

"We are the responsibility of tens of thousands of players! So he must, and must, stay on the Norse Peninsula to serve us. It should be an honor for this player to be our mouthpiece. As long as our chivalrous expedition is successful, we can conquer the Norse Peninsula through the geographical information he provides.

According to the descriptions and records, the places occupied by the looters actually have great potential for development. Although they are powerful, they have no organization at all. Isn't this the opportunity we need?
The world is already crowded enough that we can only take our land from the weakest bandits, right?
Take him over in reality and describe the area and related data, and we just need to send people to conquer it. "

The red-haired captain's imposing manner overwhelmed the voices in the meeting room.

Although no words were spoken, many players present nodded, and even some official figures standing in the back showed affirmative expressions to the captain.

They thought so too.

Although Li Ang's identity has not been confirmed, his posts and arguments are all detailed and can only be told by locals. So why rescue him instead of continuing to use him to death?
They just happen to lack relevant knowledge about the Norse Peninsula, and will need to conquer the Norse tribe in the future. And now there happens to be a Norse tribe running around with this player captive, isn't this a match made in heaven?
Sacrificing one player's freedom for the happiness of all players in the future is a very good deal.

As for deception, no one present had thought of this.

People live in the real world, and that is the player's alien world. What's the point of cheating? You have to live in this world after all.

All the players took it for granted and did not have any cautious thoughts about Leon's existence. They also took it for granted that their arrangements were flawless, and that was the authority from top to bottom.

"Then bring him to the base and take care of him directly. It's a good opportunity to comfort him and monitor and record his data."

The official looked at everyone in the conference room and came to a conclusion naturally.

Naturally, no one objected to this judgment.

Everything is under control. Just waiting for the data.

They thought so.

(End of this chapter)