This time I chose Paladin

"Hiss..." A trace of worry appeared on Yi Jian's face.

"Hiss..." Han Jiangxue frowned and realized the seriousness of the matter.

At this moment, the three of them had walked into a narrow and winding alley. The collapsed walls and tangled waste piled together on the side of the road naturally formed a chaotic barrier.

Deep within this silent, besieged city, the zombies truly reign supreme. They don't linger on the fringes, but densely packed into the interior, like a murky tide, lurking among the ruined buildings. When Nie Weiyang and his companions enter, they surge silently. From the shadows, a cold purple light flickers, the eyes of the puppets, adding a strange, ominous quality to this deadly place.

The core of all terror is cunningly lurking in the deepest part of this complex building complex, using the terrain to conceal itself perfectly.

Yi Jian glanced around and subconsciously moved his fingers. Two faint rays of light appeared in his hands. These rays were regular and sharp, as if they could transform into some kind of mechanical weapon structure at any moment. But before he actually started to act, he kept a refreshing smile on his face, pretending to be completely calm.

Han Jiangxue didn't even bother to act. She opened her hands and a chill rose up.

The moisture in the air was instantly drained away, and amidst the icy mist, a massive, six-sided, snowflake-shaped ice crystal emerged. It was symmetrical, regular, and elegantly shaped, with sharp corners. Embedded in the center of the snowflake was a white crystal, her medium for spellcasting and her weapon.

Just like professions like spirit control and spirit shaping usually make people feel that they are strongly related to concepts such as mind, soul, spirit, and spirit, in the new world, almost all professions related to nature use or contain some kind of crystal as their casting medium.

Among them, the performance of natural element spellcasters and summoners is particularly obvious - the weapon of Sam, whom Nie Weiyang had killed before, was a crystal, and now Han Jiangxue's weapon is also a crystal. This is not a coincidence.

Shaped from ice crystals, it disintegrated with a crisp cracking sound, transforming into fragmented sharp blades that surrounded Han Jiangxue. The moment a zombie appeared, a piece of ice would suddenly shoot past, "poof!" and hit the zombie's brain, exploding inside and damaging its nerves.

Only the crystal wrapped in a layer of ice fell into Han Jiangxue's hands. Its ice layer was still growing and quickly turned into a staff similar to a hiking pole - it even had a sharp and clear ice pick head!

"...Have you ever played outdoors before?" Yi Jian asked quietly.

"No." Han Jiangxue replied.

Lies. Nie Weiyang made the judgment. But he didn't question it, only asking, "Have you climbed a snowy mountain?"

"I climbed over it." Han Jiangxue answered again.

This time it's the truth.

Nie Weiyang glanced at the ice crystals scattered in the air. Their elegant shapes, delicate arrangement, and beautiful light and shadow made him silent for a moment. He then concluded firmly, "You are a landscape photographer."

Han Jiangxue glanced at him, a little surprised, and then smiled.

“Yes,” she said, “but I’m not very athletic and I really hate climbing mountains.”

Well, poor athletic ability... this seems to be a common trait among people with Asperger's.

Nie Weiyang tilted his head slightly.

In his previous life, he had a deep understanding of this: during a brief collaboration with an opponent, he ran two kilometers in a restricted area and sprained his ankle three times. Angrily, he slammed on the brakes upon exiting the restricted area, turning back to freeze the opponent's head and break it off to kick it like a ball...

I don’t know if kicking her would make her foot injury worse.

At this moment, they have arrived at the central area.

The doors and windows of the bungalows here were tightly shut, as if forgotten. Small doors made of wooden sticks shielded the people inside the huts and bungalows, imprisoning these last survivors. It was these innocent people, used as living shields, that, like an invisible chain, strangled the throats of the external forces, forcing any thundering strikes aimed at destroying the source to be canceled, leaving the situation in a stalemate.

This area had become a hell of despair, decay, and deadly threats. Terrified residents huddled in the corners of their homes, peering through cracks in window frames or through cracks in door panels, desperately watching the zombies lingering outside, approaching close at hand. Among them, there were few combatants left—those who dared to fight were killed at the earliest opportunity. The zombies clearly had a plan...

This place seems to have fallen into despair and stagnation.

--seem.

I'm sorry that some content was missed by win11 before, and it has been added in the previous chapter.

It's so strange... Before switching to 11, I had never encountered this problem of missing characters or even failure of operation resulting in missing a small paragraph. I checked everywhere on the Internet and found that it seems that I am not the only one who encountered this problem. I can only say that I hope they can write fewer bugs to everyone when making the operating system...

Chapter 142 Attractive

"Crack!"

The sword flashed, and a head flew out, swarms of parasites splattered out, and the broken body squirmed on the ground, hissing as it was burned by the residual white light.

Nie Weiyang held the shield in his left hand and pushed away the headless corpse.

He wore silver armor and a black windbreaker. His [Zhenhui] blue crystal shield blade shone coldly in the air, and the triangular protrusions covering the shield made one dizzy. In his hand, a decaying black and red liquid dripped from the longsword, and along with the parasites that fell from it, it was burned and purified by the white light.

Nie Weiyang raised his eyes and saw a pair of frightened eyes through the gap in the window blocked by hay.

For a moment, he thought of Langcheng and that classroom—he remembered the feeling of looking at the children through the cracks in the wooden boards. The complicated emotions of that time seemed to resurface for a moment. Nie Weiyang gave the person in the window a soothing smile and raised a finger to his lips.

As expected, no one made a sound in the room.

A moment later, a hand hesitantly parted the straw, as if a scar had been scraped open by the boundary of light and shadow. Nie Weiyang saw a family of three: a young couple and a skinny little boy. The former looked pale but still well-mannered, and he must have received higher education on Earth. The latter timidly hid behind the couple, secretly watching Nie Weiyang.

"Hello..." the woman asked softly, "Excuse me, when will our troops arrive?"

Nie Weiyang was stunned for a moment. Beside him, Yi Jian, who had been looking around, instinctively turned back. Han Jiangxue didn't look back, but a piece of ice crystal flew out with a "whoosh" and blasted a zombie. She lowered her head, kicked the dark red, smelly dirt on the ground, and rubbed her cold hands.

Heavy objects fall to the ground.

"They're already here," Nie Weiyang said softly, "but with you here, they're afraid to act rashly."

When they heard the first half of the sentence, the eyes of the two adults in the room lit up, but when they heard the second half, they became disappointed again.

Then, the woman pursed her lips awkwardly and took out a purse from her backpack. It was a bag that was automatically generated when the 'player' took out the silver ring. It could not be processed again and could not exist independently without the silver ring.

"This is all the money we have," she said, and the man beside her nodded. "We want to use this money in exchange for you three taking the child out. Just take the child with you, and leave him next to the soldiers. What do you think..."

Han Jiangxue kicked the dirt hard, and a sharp pain shot through her ankle, but she endured it silently. Yi Jian looked up at Nie Weiyang, as if he wanted to say something, but he held it back.

"No." Nie Weiyang replied.

Yi Jian got anxious for a moment.

Facing the family's disappointed gazes, Nie Weiyang said in a deep voice, "We have our own things to do now."

Strength and conviction flowed through his voice.

"Stay here." He closed the straw again. "I promise, the army will come, and I will come back." He said in a deep voice.

The sound was not loud, but the surroundings were so quiet that more than one family heard it. Then, several families opened the gaps to look outside. Faces that had been living a life of luxury in the modern city just a few months ago looked at Nie Weiyang with despair and expectation.

Expectation, this word is too heavy.

Nie Weiyang's gaze was unusually averted. He walked quickly through the alley with the two people beside him. He could hear the news he had shared spreading rapidly through the almost nonexistent soundproof walls. The residential area was filled with whispers, not noticeable to Yi Jian and the others, but resounding like a bell to him.

As he turned another corner, he found what he was looking for. It was a yellow talisman, glowing yellow, stuck to the edge of the corner, with a subtle purple light flowing in the dark. This answered one of Nie Weiyang's questions.

——Why didn’t the Taoist’s Anju Talisman work?

Because the enemy first turned the Taoist priest into a puppet.

But in Gushi, each district's administrative priests were registered and rotated daily... This was the Chinese way of doing things. And since the Anju Talismans responded to each other freely, multiple priests were usually assigned to each district. If any one of these priests had a problem, all the priests would be aware. These priests were scheduled so that at least one-third of them would be out of the area, making it easy to mobilize personnel in the event of an emergency.

Therefore, these Taoists must have been subdued at almost the same time.

However, Taoist priests can see where the dangers are lurking nearby. Therefore, this profession is one of the least vulnerable to sneak attacks. They call this ability "heavenly induction".

How could the Soul-Loss Puppet Master be able to sneak attack at least five Taoists at the same time?

Something was very wrong from the beginning, and now it seems even stranger.

Nie Weiyang raised his hand and tore off the Anju Talisman. Although powerful, it was fragile and often torn off by careless hands or intentionally, requiring frequent replacement.

In the small square in the center of Chaoyi District in the distance, five figures sitting in a circle made a low buzzing sound. Their heads were lowered, their faces were decayed, and strange talismans were floating in front of them. The light golden Anju Talisman in front of one of them flashed.

Beside them, a dog whose flesh had rotted to the point where its bones were exposed stood up, and a sticky tearing sound was heard between its body and the stone slabs of the square.

A flash of purple light flashed in its eyes, and several figures with shimmering purple light emerged and disappeared into the shadows. They were assassin puppets that appeared from nowhere, lurking in the shadows and rapidly approaching Nie Weiyang and the others! The corpse dog followed behind them, staring silently into the distance.

“…Chaoyi District, Deye District…” Nie Weiyang muttered to himself.

In the previous life, these two small districts adjacent to the Xinyin District had never encountered such problems as the current one. Therefore, although Nie Weiyang had submitted a large amount of key information, it was normal for Gushi to fail to defend against the enemy given the mixed population.

However, the Lost Soul Puppet Master, with his cautious personality, actually took action in the Ancient City... You know, the current state of the Ancient City is no longer the same as in the previous life! If the total military strength of the current stage of the Ancient City in the previous life was 10, the current Gu City is at least 50!

The early advantage snowballed by the army was no joke. This matter was getting weirder and weirder.

Nie Weiyang shook his head slightly. He watched the talisman in his hand gradually lose its light and then disappear.

He knew that what he wanted to see was probably on the way.

"All right," he said, standing up and brushing off his coat, "get ready for battle."

Behind him, Yi Jian gently caressed the gun in his hand. Han Jiangxue exhaled a breath of cold air and rubbed his hands habitually.

A shooter who is highly threatening to elite units, a spellcaster who starts to clear the sea of ​​monsters as soon as he goes out, and another one... the best in the world who can kill the BOSS at level 1.

This combination itself is more eye-catching than anything else.

And the reason they came here this time was to do something 'eye-catching'!

Yes, change is like a navigation offset. Perhaps it's just a tiny difference at the beginning, but as it spreads, everything becomes different. And everything that's happening now, indicating that Nie Weiyang's rebirth has brought too many variables to this world.

But - after destroying the Zhongzhou Bone Sacrifice Hall and killing the subsequent 'He Bo'... even as early as when Langcheng crossed the blood moon ascending, or even earlier - as early as when he became the BOSS, as early as when he became a paladin, as early as when he was reborn, Nie Weiyang knew very well that sooner or later, the 'strategy' left for him in the previous life would become ineffective.

But ordinary players read guides, and people like him are always the ones who write guides!

In fact, the current development of things is completely different from the previous life ()

Chapter 143 A Little Trivial Work

Yi Jian approached Nie Weiyang and whispered, "Brother Nie, tell me, should we come..."

He held a revolver made of flowing light in his hand. He raised his other hand, stretched out two fingers, and rubbed them twice in the shadow under the light, like a little man walking.

Nie Weiyang clearly had no intention of going all-in. Come to think of it, there were so many live cameras here, and these three conspicuous individuals weren't naturally suited to stealth... at least on the surface. If they forced their way to the final target, it would only lead to a sudden attack from the enemy, killing the hostages.

Nie Weiyang was clearly deliberately taking the two of them in circles through the residential area. Even the dumbest person would have understood. Otherwise, was this route meant to take them through the streets in style to clear out monsters?

This wasn't a fashion show, and as Han Jiangxue was walking, her hands and feet started to become uncontrollable, and her walking posture even gradually became deformed. If she hadn't had the ice cane to support her, she would have fallen down a few times on the bumpy ground, fully demonstrating what poor athletic ability meant.

As he walked through the alley, Yi Jian was startled several times by zombies that jumped towards Nie Weiyang from the wall. Before he could even think, he had already fired several shots, and the air was filled with endless "fuck!"

Nie Weiyang spread his hands innocently, his expression so pure that Yi Jian began to doubt himself.

"No," said the tall young man, "I just want to see what you can do."

——This is a lie.

After saying this, [Good and Evil Discrimination] was beating Nie Weiyang's spirit like crazy, but he just smiled: "Let's go, let's go take a look at the front."

Yi Jian looked at Nie Weiyang's back with a hint of doubt on his face. He nudged Han Jiangxue's arm with his elbow and whispered, "Don't you think this is weird..."

Han Jiangxue glanced at him sideways.

"Do you know what the second rule of confidentiality is?" she asked.

Yi Jian was stunned: "What is it?"