The four main characters are all my followers

The words in the young man's mouth were full of irritating righteousness, which successfully turned Samuel's mood from cloudy to cloudy, showing a certain color of stormy weather.

"Counting you, there are four," repeated Bian Ruofei, who could not read the air as soon as he met the protagonist he wrote, "but I can only summon two people at the same time. So, you may I can't see the other two for the time being."

The other party's condescending posture forced him to raise his head vigorously, and Bian Ruofei, who had always been tired at night, simply relaxed and lay down on the soft bed.

"Is that so?" Samuel seemed to sneer, "Then I can look forward to it."

"The person behind you is named Yuan Ling, he is the book after I finished your story." Bian Ruofei yawned, and said to the other artificial intelligence with hazy eyes, "A Yuan, this The first is Samuel Bertram."

"I see." The blue-haired young man's voice had a light metallic texture as usual, and his inorganic eyes fell on the uninvited guest at night.

The necromancer also stood up straight at some point, with a dangerous warning brewing in his dark eyes under the hood.

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.

"Ah," Bian Ruofei suddenly sat up from the bed, "It seems that there is a missing bed in the room, where does Samuel want to sleep tonight?"

The necromancer took off his hood, revealing his curly black hair and pale skin that hadn't seen the sun all year round.

"I don't mind, I share the same bed with Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"I thought that mutual humility between brothers is a virtue." Yuan Ling, who had never spoken much before, suddenly launched an offensive, "I can give you the seat, and then squeeze with the master."

He freely used the word Master as the synonym for Bian Ruofei.Service robots also commonly refer to their owners as such.It's just that his previous experience made him never have such a past and possibility.

"I think I'm talking to him." Samuel finally gave Yuan Ling an expression, and glanced at him indifferently.

Bian Ruofei didn't feel the undercurrent between the two.And it's impossible for him to sleep with someone else.You won't be able to sleep if you get too close.

After all, in his own home in the previous world, he slept alone on a double bed, and the super-large space could accommodate any sleeping position.

Bian Ruofei thought for a while, after all, he was the one who pulled the NPC over in the middle of the night.

Samuel has almost become a god in his own world. He was supposed to sleep on a custom-made high-grade velvet bed in his mage tower, but now he was pulled over by him unexpectedly, but he had no place to live.The problem is not him, but his impulsiveness when he sees new skills.

"Then I'll move a set of bedding to make the floor, and you two will sleep in separate beds." Bian Ruofei suggested quite fatherly.

"That won't work."

"Need not."

Two overlapping voices of rejection sounded almost simultaneously.

Samuel slightly bent his fingers, and the fingertips were faintly entwined with black mist. He looked at the soulless robot in front of him with great malice.

Yuan Ling was stared at by such eyes, his face remained unmoved as usual, and the fluorescent blue pupils flashing the silver code from time to time responded calmly to the other party.

"Then what do you think?" Bian Ruofei finally sensed the strange atmosphere between the two of them, but he misunderstood the direction, "Unexpectedly, the two of you have a good compatibility."

He rolled the quilt up to his chest: "In that case, you two should sleep together on the same bed, I'm sleepy. Ah Yuan help turn off the light."

The blond young man covered his face halfway again and yawned, then wrapped himself in a quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, fell asleep on the pillow and fell asleep in seconds.

The lights were immediately turned off.Only two other people in the room who were facing each other were left, staring wide-eyed in the dark environment.

No one wanted to wake up Bian Ruofei.

Samuel snorted softly, stood up first, opened the window, and turned his whole body into a cloud of black mist and dissipated in the air without any trace.

The artificial intelligence with dark blue hair stood up and glanced at the place where the necromancer was originally staying.Except for Bian Ruofei, there was no aura of a normal living person in the house.

At night, the low-temperature cold wind blew in from the window, Yuan Ling got up and closed the window to isolate the cold wind.

In the room, Bian Ruofei's breathing was even and steady, obviously sleeping soundly.

The fall of Utopia not long ago turned the land below it into ruins the size of a city.Countless people are buried in this vast area.

In the sky, a cloud of black mist slowly gathered.

"Quite a lot of soul fragrance, and the date is very short, and none of them have deteriorated." Samuel Bertram closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the air here, and noticed the delicious smell that only he could feel from it.

A gluttonous feast began.

The young man's hood was put back in place at some point, only his pale and cold jawline was exposed, his lips were extremely pale, and under the dark background, there was a decadent indifference.

In his hand, a huge sickle appeared out of nowhere, the blade alone was about two meters long.

Under the darkness of night, it seemed that the Grim Reaper was about to reap life to his heart's content.

A round of red moon hangs in the dark blue night, adding a strange color to the scene at this moment.

The heavy sickle was placed in Samuel's hand, but it seemed so light that it didn't have any weight.

The young man leaned forward slightly in a standard posture, raised the sickle high, and then slashed a red light, spreading into the ruins of the entire city.

In the beginning nothing happened on the surface.

Yet something brewing seemed to be brewing as the first stone shook and tumbled.

Countless silver-white souls, which only the Necromancer could see, floated up into the air one by one with his movements, guided by the scythe, and were sucked into his black sleeves one by one as if lined up.

Down below, the violent reaction that was also brewing also produced results.

Hands protruded from the gaps between the bricks, and the white skeletons propped up the baffles of the dilapidated buildings, and the corpses turned into walking white skeletons under the spell of the necromancer.

The aristocrats who died in Utopia and the civilians who were crushed to death below were unified and equal after death.

Under the hands of the evil god, they became puppets with only skeletons left, and they were also his first undead army in this world.

In just half an hour, they condensed into a terrifying number.

Occasionally, some people were picking up waste in the ruins. Seeing this scene, they all opened their eyes wide in horror, and left this weird place without looking back.

Samuel felt the strength surging from his limbs.He had long since ceased to grieve at the passing of his life, now only the satiation of a feast after a gluttony.

The young man waved his hand, and the numerous undead army disappeared out of thin air in the next moment, as if the densely packed grand occasion before was just an illusion.

It was just a little trick of Samuel's stockpiling army.

Compared with last time when he pinched his nose and devoured Reston's soul alone, this time he earned tens of thousands of times, which made him feel satisfied.

At this moment, his eyes were pitch black without any whites, making them even more sinister and dangerous.

"It's a bit of a pity." At the beginning, he promised to help the little "princess" achieve his goal of overthrowing the Holy See. Now it seems that even without his own direct help, the other party still achieved it very well.

Samuel's originally light lip color was extremely gorgeous now, as if he had sucked blood.

Ideal domestic, civilian area E.

The young man who was shuttling through a certain street suddenly focused his eyes slightly, and his sharp ears seemed to have caught some unusual noise.

He nimbly jumped onto the wall next to him, and looked towards the ruins of Utopia.

However, there was no abnormality in the sight, and even the subtle sounds in the ears, which seemed to be the collision of bones, disappeared.

"Interesting." Brent rubbed his tongue against his cheek and commented with part of his mouth.

After the defeat of the Holy See, the human base seemed to be even more crouching.

Everyone seems to want to come over for a share.

The blond boy's expression became gloomy for a moment as he thought of the sovereign and aloof emperor in his mind.

Day two.

A boy with blond hair and blue eyes who looked like an aristocrat appeared at the registration site for the Self-Defense Forces under the Confederate Army.

The outstanding appearance is particularly conspicuous among the men who are five big and three thick.

In this base, there are very few jobs that include food and lodging, and are not limited to humans and aliens, and quite a few aliens have signed up for this.

Seeing his slender arms and legs, everyone teased him: "Why, you came out and wanted to join the Self-Defense Forces before you even have full hair? You will be scared to cry when you encounter accidents while patrolling?"

Such words did not arouse the boy's interest in the slightest.

In his eyes, human beings are either food or toys.Imagine a cabbage leaf taunting you in front of you, and that scene just makes you laugh out loud.

Brent's performance also successfully silenced those people.

Ma Jieli, who was in charge of recruiting people that day, almost broke his wrist by this young man who looked thin and tender.

He doesn't quite believe that a human being can have such strength: "If it's a heterogeneous species, tell me earlier."

The tall, burly man grinned and rubbed his wrists.

Brent replied with a half-smile: "You think so."

"Have I passed?" he continued.

"Well...it seems to be ok at the moment." Margery scratched his head, "Go over there and register, and someone will arrange for you to be on duty in the streets of the city."

The blond boy integrated into the place that day, and got his wish and saw the person he wanted to see that night.

The Confederate Army's stronghold in the Self-Defense Force is on a shift system, and there is usually a core member stationed here.

Because after the fall of Utopia, the urban area obviously became chaotic, and Bian Ruofei saw that they were all busy with their affairs and looked extremely tired, so he also volunteered to help.

Even though the reconstruction is basically on the right track, Bian Ruofei will still help on duty.

It's just that today's situation seems a little subtle.

On his left is Samuel, on his right is Gen Zero, and there is a tail Elvis behind him.

Although it is out of date, Bian Ruofei still has Su Shi's poem floating in his heart at this moment, "Leading the yellow on the left, Qingcang on the right..." and a Sirius followed behind him.

The imagination in his mind made Bian Ruofei silent for a while.

He walked into the yard of this stronghold. It was dinner time at this moment, and the newly recruited members of the Self-Defense Forces were eating as long as they were not on duty.

With just a cursory glance, you can see the most conspicuous boy sitting on the stone bench.

He also noticed the person coming almost instantly, and raised his hand happily to say hello.

"meet again."

"Brent," Bian Ruofei was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

"I passed the assessment, and I will be a member of the Self-Defense Force from today on." The boy raised his lips and said with a little complacency.

This kind of pride is not annoying, but it makes his performance cute.

"Should I call you captain?" Brent came closer, his eyes lingering on the three people behind Bian Ruofei for a moment.

It looks a bit obtrusive.

"Well, they all call it that, you can just follow along." Bian Ruofei said.

"I joined here, aren't you happy to see me again?" Brent chatted aggressively.

"No, there is more element of surprise." The blond young man smiled slightly, "After all, Margery is in charge of recruiting people on duty today. You can get his approval, which shows that you are very capable."

"Of course." Brent pointed to himself, "I am the strongest here."

He wasn't joking - if Bian Ruofei hadn't brought the other three people here, it would be true.

Hearing this sentence, standing beside Bian Ruofei, the man in the hood sneered, causing Brent to raise his eyes and stare.

Hidden guy.

However, the fighting intuition developed in countless battles told Brent himself that this person in front of him was not easy to mess with.

The opponent's all-black pupils clearly showed a strong possessive desire and a warning to himself.However, Brent, who saw the other party's expression clearly, became excited again.

Although the process of trapping prey is very interesting, for children, of course, snatching other people's toys is the most interesting.What's more, Brent had already set his sights on this young man with long blond hair.

"Is the food here not to your taste?" Bian Ruofei lowered his eyes and saw clearly the metal lunch box Brent put on the stool, which contained the food distributed for the Self-Defense Forces. It was obvious that no chopsticks had been touched on it.

"Ah, it tastes awful," said Brent quite bluntly, wrinkling his nose.

The rice bowl inside has scattered red peppers mixed in.

Once the Zerg has become a prototype, it can feed on any creature, even its own kind.After a full meal, they can even last a month without eating.

For Brent, who only realized the concept of "pepper is poison" yesterday, he would rather throw it away and throw it outside than eat a bite of spicy food.

"...Is that so?" Hearing this, the blond young man was amused again, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten yet. When the night patrol is over, I'll treat you to supper?"

"Then it's settled." Brent didn't care about the needle-like gazes of the people around the young man. From an angle that the blond young man couldn't see, he made a face-to-face look at the hooded necromancer. Thumbs down.

A provocation of the utmost degree.

Samuel laughed angrily, a black mist rose from his hand and condensed into ink-colored thin needles, which were ejected at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.

The blond boy's body quickly moved to the side, dodging the unexpected attack.

However, on the outside, he fell forward as if his left foot was mixed with his right foot, and he was about to hit Bian Ruofei who was standing in the center.

Yuan Ling, who had witnessed everything, stretched out his hand from the side, and firmly supported the young man with unruly intentions, "Please be careful."

he said without emotion.

——The tone made it difficult to tell whether it was worry or warning for a while.

Brent stood up with his strength, and the expression on his face became ugly.

"How can you fall flat while walking?" Bian Ruofei patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

He suddenly had some doubts about the authenticity of this young man passing the Margery test, and inexplicably felt a little affection in his heart, after all, it was the first time in his life that he saw a silly, sweet, stupid beauty.

But Brent held down his hand, shook it between his palms, and said flatteringly, "I do this often, and I need more care from the captain."

Samuel's breath became more and more gloomy.

Elvis, who was standing behind everyone, vaguely noticed the violation, but couldn't tell which detail was wrong.

From an angle that no one noticed, Bian Ruofei indifferently took into account the expressions and small movements of everyone in the audience.

The author has something to say:

CP only played once in Chapter 24, Brent is not CP.I will alert everyone if Carlos Aldridge comes out!

Come on, repeat the name of Gong after me, Carlos Aldridge.