These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 390 Xinyi's Tower Defense

"Sir, do you really want to make this decision? This is just a guess! Just a guess, are you going to take back a thousand local cities and return them to the state capital?!"

The staff officer stood up suddenly.

A historian nearby screamed, "Sir, you are so careless. What if it is just a false alarm? Not only will the Scale Gate become the Underworld Gate, but there will be a bunch of troublemakers parading inside. I am afraid that other historical gates will also become Underworld Gates, shouting about the shady dealings of the court."

"Three thousand city walls, scholars will parade. Although those scholars who only know how to read will only parade and make noise, they will not do anything practical."

The historian said in a low voice: "To put it bluntly, you will become a disgrace in history!"

The historian's words are always about history and will never go beyond that.

But the history he talks about often reflects something and gives a warning.

"I do not have any choice."

Xin Yiyun couldn't help feeling heavy in his heart, "I am the king of Xinyizhou. As long as there is a certain probability, I can't gamble."

Today's era is the accumulated result of countless historical events.

Ancient tombs are piled up, these are the historical relics of dynasties, the death toll is increasing, and one day it will explode completely.

The death of the most powerful Saint Jiusui in history occurred at the most critical time of dynasty change, and chaos ensued.

If not handled properly, countless ancient tombs in history will be completely unearthed, the earth will be devastated, human civilization will decline, and the entire earth will become a strange hell.

This is a change that has not happened in billions of years!

The troubled times are coming and he cannot retreat, as his decision concerns the lives of billions of people in Xinyi Continent.

But this way.

If we move a thousand local cities, we will have to bear more infamy, right?

Will there be another rebellious scholar like the one with the blurred vision paraded through the streets?
He thought with some annoyance, hoping that after he could withstand the pressure, Xirong Master Craftsman would be able to achieve results.

The villa ushered in early spring.

The ice and snow on the entire snow mountain completely melted.

The mountains in the distance are bare. The ice and snow have melted, revealing rocks, soil, and sparse bare trees.

But I believe that judging from the tenacity of the plants in this world.

In less than a week, the barren hills will be covered with green again, and new flowers and plants will grow again.

"I can gather my corpse mushrooms again."

In the cafeteria, the God of Food was mumbling, stirring a pot of thick soup with a spoon, "Winter is coming, and my corpse mushrooms have long been used up."

"You only know how to study your tobacco." Shaochai Kun complained.

"You don't understand. Tobacco and alcohol are the first technology."

The God of Food was thinking about it all the time.

Unfortunately, his royal mushroom collector, Dazzle, has disappeared and gone to the next door to show off, and is preparing to awaken.
This made him deeply sad.

We all agreed to work as cafeteria employees together, but you ended up running off on your own?
Even Xinyizhou City became the temporary capital.

The saint temporarily moved in. What if this eunuch, Yanhua, really got the appreciation of the last saint?
If he is dazzled, will he become the real Wei Zhongxian of the Eastern Factory?
The more the God of Cookery thought about it, the more his toothache became!
The previous dizzy babies have all taken off, leaving me still standing still here.

The jealousy in my heart was so intense that it spilled all over the floor, adding a lot of flavor to the entire cafeteria.

Fortunately, now there is no need to go out to collect mushrooms. There are a lot of ashes in the villa, so they have set up a new ashes and wild vegetable collection team.

"Alas, seeing the dazzling wealth is more painful than me losing money."

The two men chatted while serving food to people.

Only during the afternoon bonfire dinner party would the blacksmiths eat together in the square.

Breakfast and lunch are both in the cafeteria.

And because everyone’s work and rest schedules are different, they take turns eating, just like the same mechanism in a school cafeteria.

You can even see some blacksmiths coming here at three or four o'clock to order fried noodles and roasted chicken legs.

At this time, in the cafeteria, Jiucai Rong and Ye Kuangxiu were sitting on chairs eating.

The two men were dressed like elites, wearing black-framed glasses and a communication token hanging around their waists.

"Then Yan Shuangying, prepare to pull the boat. Have you tried to move the mine?" Jiucai Rong asked.

Ye Kuangxiu said: "I have tried it. The copper vein is also connected to the earth vein, so it can regenerate continuously. It is the same principle as the earth-binding spirit. If you can pull the earth-binding spirit, you can pull the vein."

Jiucai Rong nodded: "That's good."

If the mines and the villa can be moved, they can leave Pyeongchang City.

Of course.

If the owner's suggestion had succeeded, Pingchang City would have moved to Xinyizhou City long ago.

Pingchang City and Zhujian Villa, everyone fled when disaster struck.

“So, this is a big gamble.”

Ye Kuangxiu said: "We collect thousands of cities and gather strength. If we succeed, it will be the best. We will be the savior of Xinyizhou and our prestige will be unprecedentedly high. If we fail, we will collect thousands of cities and be killed by the aftermath of the assassins who assassinated the saints. We will be the biggest anti-human force."

It's a big gamble.

If you fail, in the eyes of outsiders: collect thousands of cities, come to the state capital, and then be killed by assassins.

Everyone would have to doubt whether they are traitors or the accomplices of the Wusheng Sect, doing such inhumane things.

Those one thousand cities represent living lives.

"So, this time, we can only win the city defense, not lose." Jiucai Rong said seriously: "Our villa is a business game. Now that we have accepted the order for city defense, we must do it thoroughly!"

Ye Kuangxiu said softly, "For the layout of this Xinyizhou city, we should ask Lan Zhou to do the tower defense layout, right?"

"I think it works!"

"We still have to hire professionals to do the work. Our villa's technology is not up to par right now."

"You still have to ask for Doukouhong's help! They have a really huge inventory of spiritual roots. No matter what kind of magical power you want, they can combine it for you."

In the eyes of both of them.

Cardamom Rainbow = Doraemon.

It is the super plug-in provided by the planner!
The Doukou family is currently probably secretly adjusting the data in the spiritual root library.

They learned the experience of spiritual root fusion based on the feedback data from the villa.

He is trying to arrange and combine all the spiritual roots in his stock, trying to come up with hundreds of thousands of new tricks.

Even Jiucairong felt the same way.

This Doukouhong family is simply the chosen one! Epic version enhancement!

It's too ridiculous.

They must be frantically trying to combine together at home, and I wonder what kind of magical instruments and powers they will come up with.

But they are not in a hurry!
Without our spirit, Doukouhong is like a skilled cook without rice.

of course.

This is under the premise that other people have not yet figured out how to fuse the spirit.

Although all blacksmiths know it.

Sooner or later, the true master doctors in Jiuzhou will solve this problem and prevent them from forming a monopoly.

At that time, Jiuzhou will usher in a mythical era of the explosion of immortal weapons!

Of course, at that time, when other master craftsmen feel that they have caught up, their villa will come up with the next new version of the five-cycle immortal weapon.

Let them be confused again and chase after it vigorously.

(End of this chapter)