I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

Patriots wear heavy armor and metal helmets even inside the house. This is because the skull of a pure-blood Wendigo is exposed and looks like an evil ghost.

He was standing in front of that map, like a steel tower.

Frost Star was sitting at the other end of the table, quietly stuffing a candy into her mouth.

There were several other cadres from the Integration Movement in the room, and Tallulah calmly brushed the snow off her shoulders.

Alina yelled that in front of outsiders, but she still couldn't hold back.

After sitting down at the long table, she knocked on the table to signal the meeting to start: "I came back from the mobile town near Chernobog and got a new message."

"A sizeable group of Sakaz mercenaries appeared there, and their leader once served in the Sakaz Royal Court."

"It's not necessarily believable."

Some objected.

After all, Sarkaz has long been stigmatized in the Terra continent, and basically any shit can be pinned on them.

Even for himself, the patriot Bozoukas could hardly deny this concept that is deeply ingrained in people's minds.

"It doesn't matter whether they are credible or not, the important thing is that they can help us."

Tallulah stood up and came to the edge of the map. She made a fist with her right hand and knocked on the wooden board hanging the map: "In my opinion, the identity of the Sakaz mercenaries is an advantage - they don't ask where they came from or where they are going, as long as I open the Affordable price.”

"We don't know exactly what's going on at Chernoborg right now, do we?"

Everyone nodded unconsciously.

"Then this group of Sarkaz mercenaries must be won over. Their leader and a director of the Chernobog mining area are about to enter into a reciprocal agreement."

"But what price can we offer to buy them?"

This is Froststar's question.

Her inquiries are always the same as her Originium skills, cold but realistic.

"Chernobog." Tallulah replied after a half-second pause. "They will temporarily obey my command and attack Chernobog together. The price is that they will have a place in the city in the future."

At this time, the figure like an iron tower began to move.

The patriot's voice sounded like steel rubbing: "Young leader, young fighter... Tallulah."

"You say." Tallulah respected the patriots.

Not only her, everyone held their breath when the Patriots spoke out.

"This is a promise and a banner. The Sarkaz will come like an avalanche, but can you control all of this?"

The Wendigo's voice buzzed, reverberating in this relatively closed space like a surging ocean tide.

Tallulah knew what it meant to be a patriot.

Her promise seemed to be a precedent—since the Sarkaz royal court collapsed and the regent Teresi took over the rule of law in Victoria, there are still a large number of Sarkaz wandering in this land, living indefinitely Place.

They are the outcasts of this land.

There are a large number of them, and due to the blood of the demons and their special origin stone skills, they are naturally susceptible to ore disease.

Once someone promises to accept Sarkaz, his behavior will become a flag planted on the land of Terra no matter what.

Whether it is a normal political entity, or the Sarkaz monarch far away from Victoria, they will be vaguely hostile to them.

But the infected are the enemies of this land, aren't they?

"But they are the natural reserve army of the integration movement, and they have their own culture and can understand our will." Tallulah turned her palm and put her thumb on her heart, "Since I raised the flag high, I have often asked myself what the integration movement needs. A mob, or a trained fighter."

Even Patriot stopped to listen to her.

"I think we have both."

Tallulah patted the hilt of the sword at her waist: "Can you expect a group of students who are not familiar with war to lift the hilt of the sword? Can you expect evil spirits who only know how to kill to control the mobile city-state? Friends, we have a big road ahead. You don’t have to go to such extremes, why can’t you have both?”

"Losing our minds can blind us to the path, and losing our anger can keep us from walking."

"Why did I let Alina serve as the political commissar? Maybe you will dismiss this and treat our theory as a joke. It doesn't matter, let's treat it as a story."

Tallulah smiled and waved her hands, this action eased the atmosphere in the room.

She continued: "Yes, even if it is a story, it can be a weapon to arm your mind. Thought is also a way of fighting."

Tallulah thought of the man who taught her swordsmanship and governance, the Duke known as the Immortal Black Snake; she also thought of another man, the traveler named Abraham Lilin, who made the shadows of the past crumble in just one night .

"Ursus tells us to be loyal to the emperor, Yanguo tells people to obey the destiny, Victoria tells people to live like a gentleman, Letania wanders between ancient and modern times, I don't plan to take these roads, because we want to create history .”

"Friends, why don't you open your eyes? Why are you so sure that you are a sheep that is submissive? You may become a tax collector; you may become a general; you may become a doctor... ..Am I born nobler than you? Then why am I still standing here?"

Talula said word by word: "Prince and general, would you rather be kind?"

She paused for a moment: "So, Sakaz is our natural ally. We are the integration movement. We are the wandering flames. The differences in race are not worth mentioning in front of the flames. We are gathered together because of our status as infected people." , do we still need to discriminate against each other?”

"I'm done expressing my opinions on contacting the Sarkaz mercenaries." Tallulah drank her saliva, "Anyone want to raise objections?"

Everyone present watched in silence as Drake stood in front of the map and made an impassioned speech.

They were speechless.

Tallulah looked around: "Okay, then let's talk about the next development..."

In the dead of night, the patriots Bodro Kasti and Tallulah remained in the conference room.

"You want to attack Chernobog?"

Talu stretched his hand between his eyebrows: "We can't eat the whole city of Qiecheng, you know that."

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It's more than that it can't eat the whole city.

Even with the help of the Sarkaz mercenaries, they can take a surprise attack on the mine, in Tallulah's plan, at most a quarter of Chernoborg will be taken.

As for more land areas and control centers, the integration movement cannot control them at all.

In fact, in the original game plot of Tomorrow's Ark, the integration movement was put into Chernobog as a trading pawn, and Tallulah at that time was completely infiltrated by the will of the black snake, becoming Kosche another container.

Not to mention that Kosiche didn't care about the purity of the integration movement at all, and took in infected people wantonly, making the integration movement unprecedentedly large in scale, but also becoming strong on the outside but capable on the inside.

This is also the reason why the integration movement collapsed and fell apart under the Dragon Gate City - because their essence is no different from the mob.

If the integration movement, which looks like a rabble, confronts Chernobog head-on, I am afraid that only the Ursas with abundant martial arts will end up being crushed.

The Ursans, who had drunk their fill of the water of life, would gladly use their heads to adorn their exploits.

So why did Tallulah insist on taking down Chernobog?

"Because my teacher taught me so." Faced with the silent question from the patriot Bodrokas, Tallulah replied, "We need a base."

Tallulah learned early on that she couldn't trust books completely.

Therefore, the man's masses in the book are farmers who have lost their land and unpaid workers, while her "crowd" is the countless infected people.

More importantly, the land of Terra is full of natural disasters, and only mobile city-states can support them in avoiding these natural disasters.

The man in the book has a red heart as a base, and she also has her own Chernoborg as a base.

"You have to stand up and become the flag of the infected. You are the real fighter."

Bozhuo Kasi evaluated the girl in front of him: "Then, who is your teacher? What I am referring to is not the poisonous snake entrenched on the land of Ursus."

Tallulah lowered her head in silence, crossing her fingers on the table.

After a long silence, she looked up.

"You should meet him, Bodrocasti, you'll like him—he's an interesting man, and all the ideals Alina and I have come from, and I think about him every day, And this longing burns more and more intensely in the depths of my heart.”

“He was my mentor, my guiding light.”

She told the patriots as simply as possible the scenes of meeting and parting with Li Lin.

Bodrokasti let out a strange, prolonged sigh.

"No, don't mourn for him. Bodrocasti." Tallulah stood up. "He's still alive, he must be alive."

Tallulah came to the door and put her hand on the handle.

"I'll go back tomorrow to find those Sarkaz mercenaries. We can't count on the kindness of others."

......

The Sakaz mercenaries got good news and bad news.

The good news is that they are about to find a new employer; the bad news is that that employer seems to be giving them a very difficult task.

Of course, there are two pieces of good news for the temporary leaders of this group of Sarkaz mercenaries.

The first good news is that she has negotiated the terms with that employer, and the second good news is that someone has taken the bait on the fishing line she released.

W thought of this and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, showing a slightly crazy and happy smile.

"There's nothing good she can do when she smiles," Ines muttered to her companion. "Her shadow... well."

Hedley waved his hand, signaling Ines to ignore w.

The current W originally just took over the Sarkaz girl from the previous W class, but in the endless battles she quickly grew to a point far beyond the previous generation, and was accepted by Hedley, the leader of the mercenary group.

Originally, she might have died on a certain battlefield, until she met the person she believed to be worthy of her lifelong loyalty at the Tower of Babel - Princess Theresia of Kazdaele.

At this point, they parted ways, with Hedley and Ines continuing to work as mercenaries, while W stayed in the Tower of Babel as Theresia's follower.

It is worth mentioning that in the plot of Tomorrow's Ark, the Tower of Babel is equivalent to the predecessor of Rhodes Island, and its leaders also include the old woman Kelsey who keeps telling riddles, and the doctor who has not lost his mind at that time.

However, since Theresia died during the beheading operation, the Tower of Babel also fell apart in the Sarkaz Civil War. W, who originally followed her, returned to the Sarkaz Mercenary Group again, but this time she seemed even crazier and more desperate. Cruel and ruthless.

When working with W in the past, Ines and Hedley have already experienced her cruel methods-such as strapping bombs to innocent passers-by, and implementing a well-timed big explosion.

Now these methods were intensified, and it seemed that Teresia's death had seriously stimulated her.

W smiled nervously, turned his head as if he had a heart, and showed an exaggerated smile to Hedley and Ines.

Hedley picked up the cup in front of him, while Ines turned her head away, not looking at W who went straight out.

At night, W hummed a ridiculous song and came to his apartment. First, he checked around to see if there was anything suspicious. When he was sure there was nothing else, he kicked the box under the bed.

The buckle opens automatically.

The black leather case opened with a click, and inside was a dazzling array of guardian muskets - from the shortest hand muskets, to long muskets capable of sniping accuracy, to large muskets that could be used as grenade launchers with slight modifications. Gun-level murder weapon.

These are all relics that the Sakota people regard as their lives. Now their own lives have been buried in the sand and mud, and the guardian guns have become W's spoils of war.

The Sakaz mercenary's eyes moved on the gun, and finally stopped on a gray-black hand gun.

Relatively speaking, this is the gun that she dislikes the most, but precisely because of this, using it as a bargaining chip is not so distressing.

Just use this to open the door of Chernobog. It will be so enjoyable whether it is creating a hearty explosion or shooting with muskets.

......

[Current World: Arknights]

[Current season: A time of great ambition. 】

[That is, the season when the woodland wind reverses its direction: appetite rises with mortals. 】

[In the current season, careerists start their activities, and those who want to ascend make plans before moving, and all pursuits are promised. 】

[Regression conditions have been met. 】

When Li Lin woke up, he saw his system beeping for spring.

A major feature of the Esoteric Cult Simulator is that it has different seasonal settings. For example, in the current ambitious season, the overall environment is suitable for self-improvement.

In the game, not only you, as the leader of the secret sect, will take this opportunity to climb up, but other people will also upgrade through various means, either to please Si Chen, or to make themselves go further and further on the road of alienation.

In one sentence, it can be summarized as follows: In this season, it is time for people in the esoteric world to cause trouble again.

But the point is not that, but the last sentence.

There are no mandatory tasks, and there are no conditions that must be eliminated if you fail. You can return as long as you stay for a certain period of time... The problem is that even if Li Lin chooses to return now, he will still have to face the giant snake, so You must be prepared before returning.

By the way, is it too late to reveal some worldview settings at this time?There is a faint doubt in Li Lin's heart...

The next moment, the door of the room was knocked, and Andre's voice sounded from outside the door:

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