The mighty lord of online games

Chapter 187 The Return
Including the first week, Zhang Qiang has been in the real world for three weeks, more than half a month has passed.

This period only ends in the first week, go online once, enter the game world, explain to François, the storyteller, and properly receive and keep the gold coins and materials purchased by oneself.

At this moment, Zhang Qiang has finished all the things he wanted to do in the real world.

Return to the game world.

It's like a migrant worker who goes out to work, spends the New Year at home, and gives the money he earns for the year to his family, his wife, then packs his luggage, and reluctantly embarks on the road of working again.

There is no place for him in the real world, no place for him to display his talents, this is just a place called "home".

There are deficiencies, kinship, conflicts, quarrels, attachments, things and people that you can't let go of.

But in order to maintain this "family" and make this relationship last, he has to go out to work to earn money. Without money, all this is a castle in the sky, leaving only quarrels, failures, and disappointment.

Before going online and entering the game world, Zhang Qiang went to the game-related website to look at the online statistics of game players. The number of players in the game world has dropped sharply to less than 500 million.

Many people have sold their property in the game world to the country, consortium, and Grand Guild, and returned to the real world.

They had to go back.

Compared with the excitement of the game world, they cherish their lives more.

The current virtual online games are the same as the online games before the decline. If they are not popular, they will lose their commercial value and meaning. Maybe many years later, they will become unforgettable memories for many people.

I left a lot of exclamation words that reminded me of how and how beautiful I was in "Virtual Paradise", the originator of the virtual online game.

Not everyone is offline, there are still many people online, and many people are online.

This kind of people are those who are influenced by the views of another part of the media. They think that the country must have some conspiracy to buy those game helmets and recycle the materials such as black iron spar and red pine core in the game world. If they want to take a gamble, they will Be a crab eater like the group of people who got rich first in the 80s.

Little did they know, the country had already thought of a way to deal with them.

But this has nothing to do with Zhang Qiang.

He just wants to develop well and relax during the short time when he can go online. In the past few months, he was all aiming at making money. This time he played the game as a game.

When Zhang Qiang appeared in the game world, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Inside the space of the huge dome-shaped roof, there are boxes of gold coins stacked one after another. The boxes are temporarily made of wicker. From the gaps, you can see that the golden gold coins look beautiful against the light of long candles with thick animal fat. Extra dazzling.

On one side of a circular platform with a radius of five feet, there are stacked baskets of red pine wood cores, shining red light, and on the other half of the platform are stacked baskets of dark iron crystals shining black. stone, and an elm core of turquoise light.

Pile after pile of copper coins are piled up around the walls of the large space with the dome-shaped roof, and they just fall to the ground, like piles of orange-yellow rice piles and corn piles.

"Get rich—"

Zhang Qiang looked at these things in a daze, and said something silly.

"Kangdang" a large iron gate was pushed open, and a group of spearmen and broadsword soldiers with bright armor swarmed in from the outside, surrounding him, "Who dares to break into the manor's vault?"

"Catch me, and you will be shot to death if you resist!" A big man like a steel tower roared.

"Stop," a figure appeared outside the vault, rushing over in strides.

Zhang Qiang saw that it was the small businessman Johan Johnson.

But it just so happens that the soldiers in front of me are very unfamiliar. I haven't come up for two weeks. I guess they are newly recruited soldiers after I left. Someone who knows me lacks the tongue to explain.

Zhang Qiang held his head high, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the people around him.

John Joseph ran up to Zhang Qiang in small steps, pushed away the soldiers, bowed and said: "Master, your servant John Joseph welcomes your return."

Seeing the soldiers who were stunned around, John Johnson was furious, "This is the master of our manor, Sir Zhang Qiang Knight, I still don't pay my respects to you."

A circle of soldiers fell to their knees on the ground with a clatter.

The big man like an iron tower frowned and looked at Zhang Qiang and said, "Master John Johnson, you made a mistake. Our big iron gate is locked and there are no windows around. I have been patrolling around. How could he run into our heavily guarded place?" , in a vault with no accessible passages around? He must be a monster, not our Lord Knight."

John Johnson said angrily: "You can doubt the knight's ability? Why don't you meet the knight soon?"

Zhang Qiang circled around this big man with iron tower. He had dark complexion, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very annoying big back bun on the top of his head. His arms were as thick as his own thighs, and his body was broad and strong. He was more than 1.9 meters tall. A pair of fists were like two Meteor Hammer, just those pair of big fists, has the feeling of being able to smash a person's head.

He carried a small round steel shield of Nord on his back, with a circle of white and blue on the shield, and a red circle in the middle like a bullseye. A pair of 1.2-meter-long double-sided battle axes were inserted on the back of the waist. There was a cold blue light on the axe, which made people feel frightened, and more importantly, he was carrying a bundle of long javelins about 1.5 meters long, about 12 of them, and a five-finger-wide bearskin belt around his waist He was wearing a blue chain armor blouse, an infantry helmet, plate leggings wrapped around his calves, and yellow-brown buckskin boots on his feet.

"Who is this person?" Zhang Qiang looked at John Johnson and asked.

"Master, this is King Ragnar's brother, Hero Rolf, whom we discussed in the tavern in Uxhall City." Johan Johnson replied cautiously.

"Rolf?" Zhang Qiang opened his eyes wide and looked at the other party, who also looked at Zhang Qiang without respect.

This made Zhang Qiang a little angry, no matter how I am your master, how dare you look at me like this, without any respect or insight, I really don't know how this guy got into the position of the guard of his manor treasury.

It seems that I have been away for two weeks, and things in the game world have changed a bit, and they are a little strange.

Zhang Qiang flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

When I first saw this guy, I still liked it more and more, but I was a little upset when I saw that guy arrogantly. Is this still my manor?

In his own manor, he would definitely not want such a guy who has no respect for him.

Johann Johnson is a businessman, and he is good at observing words and expressions. Seeing Zhang Qiang's displeased face, he quickly said to Rolf: "Check it out, and make sure there is no problem with the treasury. If there is any problem, I will sell you out." To the slave trader Ramon, if you don’t want to be stuffed into the bottom of the cabin like a near-death ship like an animal, and be transported by Ramon to an unknown overseas, then give me more care.”

After speaking, he glanced at Rolf, who was still standing there without any sense of consciousness, shook his head, turned and left.

The vault door was slowly closed under the forceful push of the soldiers.

A person in the role of a small captain said to Rolf: "Captain, you should show some respect. He is our master. If you don't want to be sold to a slave trader, you should respect your master."

Rolf pushed the team leader away indifferently, "A guy with a first-level combat power wants to be my master. Just dream, I can kill ten of him with one fist."

The captain turned pale and felt insulted, "Captain, please maintain due respect for your master. In this troubled world, it is very difficult to find a master who can provide you with food, clothing, shelter, and generous rewards. Those damned lords Always thinking of ways to exploit us, even not giving us the military pay we deserve, you should thank him instead of fighting against him."

Rolf glanced at the captain disdainfully, snorted coldly, and waved his hand, "I'm the captain, you should listen to me, go and return to your post now. Don't leave without my order."

After speaking, he left surrounded by several close soldiers.

Under the leadership of John Johnson, Zhang Qiang walked into a tall building with a stone dome hall.

Inside, François and Francie were eating two plates of beef, and there were two jugs of wine on the table. The two of them toasted me once and I toasted you once, drinking and eating, very carefree.

The storyteller was dozing off on a wide chair in the hall. The pillow was camphor wood covered with a layer of fine linen, and his body was covered with a blanket made of velvet.

Arm-thick grease candles made of beast grease are lit in every corner of the hall. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows see through the faint sunlight, and the flames in the fireplace are burning brightly. Feel comfortable.

Two Swadian light infantry stood at the gate, two heavy infantry stood in the hall, four Swadian guerrilla shooters stood behind the big chair, and two Swadians stood on the steps under the big chair Sub kingdom crossbowmen.

Around the hall stood eight Swadian militiamen.

Two professional warrior NPC soldiers from the Mercenary Guild stood beside a small door on one side of the hall with solemn expressions.

As soon as Zhang Qiang came in, he was stunned by such a battle.

Is this still your own manor?
No matter how you look at it, it looks like the castle hall of a certain lord in the stand-alone game "Horse and Blade".

On the wall are paintings by many outstanding artists in the Calradia continent. There are many expensive full-body armors in the corners, and various weapons and equipment are hung on the weapon racks.

Tall, majestic, magnificent, and these soldiers all look like they are of high rank.

When I walked out of the vault-like building just now, I saw a smaller manor. When I came here, it seemed that the surroundings had changed a lot. Many buildings rose from the ground, all of which were made of stone and logs. It looked sturdy and strong, and it was not the simple manor in my heart that I imagined when hundreds of thousands of gold coins could be piled up when I left.

Something must have happened after I left.

I don't know.

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