The injustice system and the war-mad me

"Build a permanent night canopy here in the mine."

Shu Yi moved his hand a little, and then covered the mine with the Evernight Canopy.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a black skull tower rose from the ground.

Every skeleton on the skull tower rushed to spit out thick black smoke.

In a moment, a dark cloud that seemed to carry the breath of death swept across the world.

Suddenly, this place fell into a night that would never dissipate.

"What it is!?"

Seeing the black mist rolling in, Miyadra subconsciously took out the talisman.

However, what surprised it was that this eerie looking black mist did not cause any harm to people.

As if it was really just dark.

"Let's go!" Shu Yichao got on his horse after finishing building the Evernight Canopy and occupying the mine.

"Half of the skeleton soldiers are sending people to Kucha City."

"Half Skeleton Mining."

"Hero Guard follow me and continue the attack!"

Open up wasteland!

Sweep the wild!

Take down all the places that can be captured now!

Rescue all the Tang people who can be saved now!

Shu Yichao knew in his heart that Kucha City was only a second-level city. Even if it had enough population, it would probably only be promoted to the third level.

Theoretically, this is very detrimental to the City of the Undead.

After all, none of the early units in the City of the Undead are useful.

Before the balance of Alien Beacon was completely broken and competitions were still taking place, some players from the City of the Undead complained about it.

The skeleton of the zero soldier is useless.

The walking corpse is a soldier but it is slow. If you start a group, it will still be useless after all the previous ones have been defeated and it is still on the way.

The Second Soldier Ghost has no bright spots other than absorbing demons. Although the damage it takes from physical attacks is halved, the problem is that the physical damage it causes is also halved——

There is no way to use it as the main force.

As for the later types of arms?

Playing games is always a race against time, and the City of the Undead will never survive that time, so what kind of late-stage troops should we consider?

Therefore, although the City of the Undead has two heroes, the Wedding Ghost and the Samurai Warriors, in the later stages, they are basically not used during games——

It is called forgetfulness.

Then the "Ghost King" came.

He told everyone that I just want to use the undead in the early stage!

The sky of eternal night comes from the sky, almost depriving the opponent of all vision.

Ghosts are like maggots that eat bones at various mineral points, frightening heroes who have little magic power in the early stage.

The Soul-Calling Tower and Soul-Calling Flags were superimposed on each other, and a steady stream of skeletons gathered into a sea. After the model was stuck——

The skeleton slashes into the wind!

Holy angels are not miserable!

In the seventeen competitions before Ghost King, City of the Dead had not won a single championship.

In the sixteen games since the Ghost King’s appearance, there have been thirteen cities in the undead!

Now, Shu Yichao is ready to copy the Ghost King's tactics.

"Cry, scream, and then—"

"Let's all die under this eternal night sky!"

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A successful start, which can't help but make system 12345 elated.

On a horse!

Who said I was a loser?

Those bosses are obviously jealous of my talent!

Under my guidance, the host made an unruly girl completely surrender within one day!

Is there any other system that can do it? ?

It was so happy that it fell asleep, and immediately started to work hard when it woke up.

【Host! 】

【I found you approaching a place! ? 】

It flipped through the vast amount of information, and then suddenly discovered that there was a strategy target that seemed to be quite suitable for the current Shu Yichao.

Not only is the location not far away, it is convenient to go to Shuyi Chao now.

And her profession, in a sense, is particularly suitable for Shu Yichao to be in contact with her now.

[Host host! 】

【New target is here! 】

Chapter 117 - Pharmacist

[There is a reclusive pharmacist here! 】

A vertical painting was released.

It was a woman whose whole body was hidden in a jet-black robe.

Her whole body was covered tightly, and only through her beautiful jawline and slender collarbones could we get a glimpse of her various charms hidden under the robe.

[Her name is Baisema. 】

[He is a talented pharmacist. 】

[Good at making various potions]

[Unheard-of herbs and complex types of crystal stones will turn into magical potions one after another as long as they pass through her beautiful hands. 】

[Host, since you have embarked on an adventurous journey. 】

[Then how could the journey be without a charming, beautiful and charming pharmacist? 】

System 12345 lit up the location of the town where Baysema is located for Shu Yichao——

It’s not marked in red!

[Host, you can buy some potions first, and then gradually get to know each other by helping her find herbs and other tasks——]

【More in-depth communication...】

[In the end, she feeds you the blue one, and you feed her the white one... Hey hey. 】

[Hmm, now the mission is released. 】

System 12345 starts recording input.

[Strategy target: Pharmacy genius Baisema]

[Explanation: I just want to study my potion quietly, please don't disturb me again, okay? 】

[Elementary goal: Loyalty reaches 15. 】

[Task reward: a holy light ring.Even in the darkest night sky, it can emit a warm light, dispelling the gloom and cold. 】

some small town.

In a room filled with the smell of herbs, a woman wearing a dark robe was pounding herbs in a crucible.

After grinding the herbs into a paste, she placed a few crystal stones under the crucible, and then murmured something.

As she chanted, flames poured into the crucible, and the medicine inside quickly changed color and deformed, eventually turning into a pool of solidified glue.

She took out a porcelain bottle and poured the glue into it.

Then, she heard a thud from outside the door, as if someone had touched something.

On the pretty face hidden under the dark robe, the eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"You haven't left yet?"

"Lord Baisema." A respectful voice came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty the City Lord, I sincerely want to invite you to be your guest."

"I'm not interested." Baysema said coldly.

"After the war slaves are made, I will give them to the city lord regularly."

"You just need to activate it then."

"At other times, please don't disturb me again."

"see a visitor out."

After a burst of noise, the guest seemed to have left.

Baisema opened the door and saw his apprentice looking at him in fear.

"Get a slave and come over."

she ordered.

"Prepare to continue making war slaves."

The so-called war slave is a powerful, self-conscious battle puppet formed by implanting Gu insects into the brains of living people and repeatedly tempering them with various medicines.

However, given the varying levels of wizards and shamans of all types, the war slaves produced are also of varying levels.

Some wizards who are not strong enough even need a group of people to come together to create a war slave.

Although Baisema is not a wizard or shaman, she can independently complete the production of high-quality war slaves. Coupled with her powerful pharmacist ability——

It has always been favored by many forces.

However, she does not want to be controlled by others.

Therefore, he has been staying in such a small place and ignored calls and invitations from all parties.

"Rumble!"

At this moment, a sound like thunder suddenly came from outside.

Then the sky darkened.

"Is it going to rain heavily?"

Seeing the dark clouds on the horizon, covering the sky and swallowing up all the sunlight, the Tumo soldiers on the wall of the town couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Tsk, I've been here for so many years." A Tumo soldier looked at the sky and said to the person next to him.

"I've never seen anything like this."

"Indeed." The soldier next to him also nodded.

"I don't know how much rain it will rain this time..."

"How about we make a bet, how many of those Tang slaves will be smashed to death?"

A Tumo soldier blinked.

"Hey hey hey." The soldiers laughed, saying nothing.