Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

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Lu Bu vented his dissatisfaction with a kick.

Red Hare dodged quickly.

But still he was hit by misfortune.

He is worthy of being the real Lu Bu, and is simply incomparable to the fake Lu Bu.

After Red Hare defeated Lu Bu, he said to Zhang Jue: "I have heard of your righteousness. If you don't abandon me, I will be your foster father!"

As he said this, he knelt down towards Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue rubbed his temple, a little speechless, but still said: "Whatever, but if you want to fight against fate, you must stand with the Yellow Turbans. The Yellow Turbans are the only ones who can change the world."

"But this path may lead to death."

Lu Bu was very worried about this.

Zhang Jue smiled and said, "Don't worry about whether you live or die. Since ancient times, death is not a pity. Most of the righteous people in the world die to make their mark on the world. It is still the same today."

"Don't worry about whether you will die or not. Are you willing to just be treated as a toy?"

"Don't worry about whether I will die or not. Does it matter whether I am dead or not in your memory? I just want to ask you whether Dong Han is dead or not!"

Talking about ambition.

Chi Tu was also greatly shocked.

He nodded and said yes immediately.

I really don't want to be a plaything.

As for the Yellow Turbans, Red Hare did not think that they would betray their original intentions.

As long as Zhang Jiao is there, everything is there.

"but."

"I have a question."

Zhang Jue looked at the two of them, walked around in circles, and asked, "I'm actually quite curious about one thing. Now that it's like this, who should ride on whom?"

"of course……"

Lu Bu wanted to speak.

A horseshoe was stuffed directly into Lu Bu's mouth.

"woo woo woo woo!"

"I'm better than him, of course I'm on him."

Chitu said as a matter of course.

Facing such a Red Hare.

His eyes were fixed on himself.

Lu Bu also seemed to have surrendered.

Slowly squat down.

Red Hare climbed up.

From this point of view, if Zhang Jue didn't know the reason, he would definitely think that these two things were doing something shameful.

Soon, the two were ready to go.

Red Hare rode on Lu Bu like a mighty general.

Zhang Jue hesitated to speak.

At this time, Chi Tu suddenly looked at Zhang Jue.

Think about it for a moment.

He said: "On the battlefield, everyone knows that Red Hare is the strongest horse and I am the most powerful man, but few people know that you are the most powerful sorcerer, military strategist, and monarch."

"And now my body is Red Hare, so I also have Red Hare's abilities. If we talk about the battlefield, there is no problem with this arrangement."

"so……"

Chi Tu bent down and said in a firm voice: "If foster father doesn't mind, you can just ride on me."

"The strongest generals, the strongest horses, the strongest sorcerers, we Yellow Turbans are absolutely invincible."

Amphibious tank, right?

Zhang Jue couldn't help but complain.

But I didn't expect it.

This is now within Zhang Jue's field of vision.

Originally two individuals that looked like flesh and blood, they continued to evolve into metal-like shells.

It looked like a chariot.

This is what they call two people becoming one.

Zhang Jiao still remembered that Lu Bu and Red Hare had such settings.

Now it seems that it is indeed the case.

A chariot-like thing.

No wonder three people can’t beat one.

Even if we bring out a group of soldiers, we probably won't be able to defeat them.

After all, this is not some useless tank that blitzed Kiev.

But it is indeed the strongest among the Three Kingdoms.

If I were to stand on it and use it as a turret...

War is invincible.

Zhang Jue fell into this strange thought.

Finally, for the sake of his own dignity, he shook his head and said, "Forget it. My magic may not be suitable for you to play like this. After all, I don't only have lightning magic."

"But I can give it a try. I can't let you down."

"I'll just try it out. I won't stay long. Don't mind it."

……

The three walked out of the jungle.

The original structure of two people and two horses changed into a structure of two people and three horses.

Because Red Hare refused to let Lu Bu ride on it.

Zhang Jue also found it strange.

Therefore, Red Hare could only run on its own.

"Where are you going next, godfather?"

Chi Tu was the first to ask: "I will follow my foster father."

"Now that we have you, we should develop believers. The first thing we should develop is the believers in the vicinity. After all, the people of Bingzhou are also good at fighting. Next, we will go into Guanzhong to make some arrangements."

"When the time comes, combined with the layout within Luoyang, attacking from both inside and outside will be much easier, even if there is only a little seedling. As for the entire Central Plains, it should be a disaster year soon."

Zhang Jue returned to his hometown to prepare for the disaster.

Then the disaster year is approaching.

The Yellow River flooded areas that suffered the most damage will inevitably fall into the arms of the Yellow Turbans for the sake of vitality.

What we need to do now is to lay out the military strongholds.

Once we have manpower from the plains, we can send them over and guide them.

It saves you the trouble later.

into the night.

It was already curfew time.

But the old man heard a knock at the door.

As soon as I opened the door, someone broke in.

When I opened the clothes, I saw all kinds of things hanging on them.

"Country boy, do you want potatoes?"

Chapter 20: Get a potato for every head you pull. Get a potato for every head you pull offline.

It's quiet at night.

It's a worrying time.

Although it is relatively safe in the village.

But no matter whether it is the village rules or the rules set by the masters, people are not allowed to travel freely at night.

Otherwise, life or death doesn’t matter.

Therefore, for many honest and smart people, they will not appear.

But this is not humane.

Because this means that these villagers have nothing to do at night and can only stay at home.

However, in the agricultural era, people’s sleep cycles were not like those of office workers. Charging for four hours and standing by for twenty hours were required. Even ordinary mid-priced mobile phones probably did not have such a cost.

Even if it is more common, with an eight-hour work schedule, it still costs nearly twenty hours.

To the extent that workers often need to rely on tea and sugar water to increase their energy.

But for people in the agricultural era, under normal circumstances, they needed to sleep three or four times a day to be normal.

There isn’t a whole lot that needs to be dealt with in agriculture.

After finishing work in the morning, I can usually go to sleep at noon.

I can't work after nightfall, so I go to bed early and get up early.

So at this time, people usually just sit there stupidly.

I don’t know what to do.

And add all kinds of weird stories.

Any slight disturbance outside could be regarded as something horrible.

Especially the knock on the door in the middle of the night.

Originally, the fellow villager didn't want to open the door.