Chapter 732: 第730章 水泥封心的悲喜人生

Chapter 730 729.The Sad and Happy Life of Cement Sealing the Heart

The private crosstalk of the little perverted players of the Jackals was expected by Murphy, the dog planner, and although it was not he who single-handedly planned the racial playstyle of the Jackals, it had to be said that the first batch of Jackal forerunners did indeed capture the essence of the playstyle of this new race in a short period of time.

Their publicity in various aspects did attract a group of reservists who were very interested in this.

But unfortunately the Jackal players were now embarking on a journey to find their roots, and the distance from Transylvania was really far, giving Murphy a sense of whiplash as well.

But the good thing was that Hogg in his farrier gauntlets could contact Murphy in real time via the Creator’s quantum communications, allowing the Vampire Governor to fine-tune the order of the Jackal players when they were newly born by way of remote command.

These past few nights, for example, Hogg had been having long conversations with his Master Murphy.

It desperately needed to learn in depth Murphy’s art and skill in guiding the players’ actions; the Sage Wolf had fully realized the potential and power of the Jackal players, and the mere fact that more than a hundred of them had formed a horde of 3,700 for it in three days was enough for Hogg to consider them as his vassals.

However, the traditional culture of the jackals is so, doomed to the jackal players and other races of the game is definitely different players, the two sides do not even have much experience can learn from each other, Murphy can only tell the Sage Wolf some ideas and the center of the idea, the specific operation has to be Hogg’s own way to figure it out.

But fortunately, after being strengthened with wisdom by the Creator’s Civilization Advocate program, the Sage Wolf did not lack such strength.

Murphy at this time is still in the dark valley, these days he has no idle moment, the black flame mountain pass guards have been sent to the Maginot defense line, Kudel gave them a week’s leave, rotating rest to restore some morale, those who have been moved out of the supplies and military weapons have also begun to set up and assembly in the position.

There is no news from the Kingdom of Canary Flower and Nordoff for the time being, but Murphy guesses that they won’t be silent for long, the report of the battle at the Black Flame Pass is enough to wake up King Louie and the Wolf Woman.

His Excellency the Viceroy was worried about the pits that had been dug from noon today.

The finalized drawings of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons have been submitted to the hands of the Silver Dwarf High Lord and have been approved by a group of master builders, hundreds of Earth Priests in the valley have already begun to dig from the ground with the Valley of Shadows as the starting point, and have constructed a set of giant three-dimensional tunnels with a width of thirty kilometers, in accordance with the first phase of the drawings.

I don’t know how the dwarves are going to construct it, anyway, when Murphy saw that set of tunnels, he was immediately dazed.

That thing is just like a ball of wool twisted together, like the construction drawings of some viaducts, without a certain amount of experience in construction, not to mention tasting, you can not even read.

It is said that this set of drawings is still old Chen Tou and his three students according to another world’s some kind of combat pit as a blueprint for modification, anyway, Murphy at this time is not worried about whether this set of pit can play a role in blocking the combat, but their own players will not get lost when they really enter it.

On the complexity of this thing, players enter if really lost, probably only suicide reopen this option, want to rely on the city people that pull the crotch of the sense of direction to walk out, tsk, afraid is a little difficult ah.

“Can you guys rush to complete the excavation of this phase of the project before the tainted spiritual energy of the Black Flame Mountain Pass dissipates?”

Murphy stood in front of the entrance of a large pit tunnels that had already been dug by earth spells, and asked to the Ovorg Lord beside him who was holding a surveying cane in his hand, the little old Dwarf Lord would be thinking about the drawings, and was a bit bewildered by this question, but then shook his head and said:
“These pits have a complete plan, and they don’t need to be reinforced with earth spells, just digging would be done in a week. You don’t think that Earth Priests digging pits are going to do it with their hands and shovels, do you?

It is essentially a psionic spell, Your Excellency the Governor.

We only need to plan the start and end points under a certain section of the ground, and then mobilize the earth power to easily complete the shaping of the pit, but to be honest, this kind of unreinforced pit is dangerous once the nodes are discovered, and the jackal psionic masters can paralyze an entire section of the pit with just a single precise seismic spell.

Even if they don’t use psionics against them, just the sheer number of dog-headed minion armies is enough to offset the slight advantage you gained by using the pits.

If it’s just the pits, it won’t be enough to slow down the passage of the jackal army.”

“Of course it’s not just the pits, have you read the war plan that Lieutenant Colonel Qin submitted yesterday?”

Murphy said softly:
“Our arsenal has received material support from the Black Flame Mountain Pass and has already begun mass manufacturing of anti-infantry mines with mature craftsmanship.

Once the Jackals enter the Barren Mountains, then they will have to face a denial area made up of a combination of hidden minefields and pits, and the Goatman Spell Corps under my command has also provided us with some simple spells for hidden kills.

They have taken these spells and reshaped them to take the concept of landmines, creating a number of psionic runestones, psionic gadgets that can also fill in the gaps we have in explosives.

Under this arrangement, the Jackals will have to pay huge casualties if they want to advance quickly, while we have pit support, they will definitely not be able to keep up with our speed of laying mines in the rear even if they take the measure of human demining.

And once they start sweeping operations in order to secure the lines of communication, it will fall completely into Lieutenant Colonel Qin’s strategic planning.

If the Black Flame Pass was an untouchable heavy shield that resisted the jackals’ invasion in a direct and resolute manner, then the Barren Mountains were a large net strewn with barbs.

We won’t directly confront them, but as long as they can’t clear us out at once, they will be trapped bit by bit in this net, strangling them so that they will eventually suffocate and die.

Of course, in order to do that, our arsenal would have to be in full production of proven explosives, and the supplies at Black Flame Pass would only be able to supply half a month’s worth of full production, and the rest of those relying on Transylvania wouldn’t be able to be financed.

That’s what I’d like you to help us push forward when you return to Fort Silver.”

“I prefer to stay here, Governor Murphy.”

Lord Oafg sighed:

“Mother Earth has just lost her sanctuary, and the gods are no longer answering the prayers of their followers, both of which combined make me, a sincere man, feel uneasy from the bottom of my heart.

We have failed the gods, and the Silver Dwarves will need to engage in war to clear our minds of this guilt.”

“But in your position and seniority, it would obviously be more useful to stay in the rear.”

Murphy persuaded:
“King Louis is hesitant to make up his mind, apparently fearing that large-scale war mobilization will interrupt the domestic reforms he has just restarted, but these are no longer times when you can have it both ways.

He needs some pressure.

I can’t count on Lorrain to do the job; he’s a loyal dog at King Louis’ feet.

Only a figure like you can truly convey our needs on the front lines, and of course, I have friends in the Kingdom of Canary Flower, Count Lyon of the Capet family will be your temporary ally in Canary Flower politics, and with the assistance of the two of you, I’m sure the Sun King will be lost.”

“I.”

Lord Oufg was about to say something else, but he saw that not far away in the flickering of scarlet streams of light, the leader of the Winter Wolf Cultivators who was supposed to be stationed at Fort Courage, Admiral Yuri, stepped out of it with a heavy face.

He saw Murphy, quickly stepped forward and whispered:
“Bad news! The Wolf Blood Sacred Sword has fallen.

Our priests had a premonition of an aura of bad news related to the God of the North Wind three days ago, and after we have continuously traced and confirmed it, the holy relic, which was made from Sue’s fangs, has lost its purity, and it has become a killing object in the hands of the jackals.”

“Hmm? A holy relic directly related to a deity has fallen?”

Murphy still didn’t quite understand the seriousness of this matter, but the same believer, Lord Ovorg, rounded his eyes all of a sudden, and he even pulled off a few of his whiskers in shock as he exclaimed:

“Has the God of the North Wind not sent down an oracle? You must immediately return to the North Wind Grand Sanctuary and inform the Winter Wolf Pope of this bad news!
Once the jackals enter Nordtorf with that fallen object in their hands, they can use it to directly harm the North Wind God’s essence in any of the large shrines in the North Wind God’s territory, this is too serious a state of affairs.”

“I was about to do just that.”

Master Yuri’s face was extremely haggard as he said in a deep voice:
“The priority now is that we must determine where the fallen Wolf Blood Sacred Blade is and where it will be taken, I have already anticipated the reaction of the Great Sanctuary of the North Wind to this matter, Governor Murphy, a large number of Winter’s Tooth Monks and Winter Wolf Sword Saints will soon be dispatched to this region, and their goal will be to destroy that fallen object.

I hope that your intelligence network will provide what assistance it can in this matter.”

“Of course, I am more than willing to do so.”

Murphy had a worried face on the surface, but he was actually all happy in his heart. Hey, letting you wolf girl as a wall, letting you Yankee stay out of it, now things are big, right?

The God of the North Wind is the God of all the people of Nordtorf, the God of the Protectorate, once Su is hurt, even if it is just a little broken skin is enough to set off a terrible political storm in Nordtorf, if even the Winter Wolf Church is angry at the Wolf Woman’s inaction, then the young Wolf Woman is estimated to be only one step away from being ousted by the coup d’état.

It was to be expected that the speed at which the Northerners would react would be much faster than the Kingdom of Goldfinch this time.

Wonderful!

Thanks to the Jackal brothers for the divine assist!

If the two sides hadn’t actually gotten to the point where they were going to beat the brains out of each other’s dogs, Murphy would have thought that there was definitely an undercover agent in the other Jackal’s hierarchy. Well, at least one!
Seeing the sad-faced Uri Admiral leave, the Silver Dwarf Lord skimmed his lips, tugged on Murphy’s pants leg, and said:

“Put away that smile on your face, vampire, it’s evil to sit back and watch the suffering of others while feeling pleasure for your own gain.”

“Oh, is it really that obvious?”

Murphy put away the grin on his face as he glanced back at the halfling blimp that was rapidly cutting through the skies of the Valley of the Shadow, that ended at Fort Courage, and that was filled with the first batch of Wampum Barbarian Berserkers that had enlisted in the program.

They were on their way to their destined place, where they would sacrifice a merciless slaughter for their god.

The vampire lord spoke softly:

“Ah, what a delight . Ahem, I mean, what a sad day. Allow me to excuse myself for now, Lord Oufg, I have some business to attend to.”

“Is it something important?”

The Silver Dwarf asked, and Murphy nodded, saying:

“It is important, a guest from afar is about to visit my domain, and as the host I must personally go to greet him, as is our vampire etiquette.”
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“Yo, you’re looking good, you’re still able to eat with a big mouthful of food, it doesn’t seem at all as bad as you said in the newsletter.”

In the real world, where Alpha’s Operations and Maintenance Department was located, Mrs. Water, who was wearing a mask, was sitting at the side of Sister Cement’s hospital bed, and she couldn’t help but snicker as she looked at the slimmer guy in front of her who was holding a box of fruits and bringing them to his mouth:
“You know, I almost gave myself the thought of crying on the way contemplating your current miserable appearance. Cement, you assholes are always up to something weird and unsettling.”

“You mean about the research grant I knocked out of you the last time we met?”

Cement Sister in her hospital gown glanced at one of her few friends as she said:
“Remember that, it’s not like you’re a rich woman missing that anyway.”

“I’m talking about this time!”

Mrs. Water didn’t take off her mask, but her eyes were serious as she said:
“You almost played yourself to death and said something about wanting to see us before you die . Is what you said true? It doesn’t look like you’re dying to me.”

“It’s close, no more than twenty days.”

Sister Cement shrugged her shoulders and said with a strange “it’s none of your business” attitude:
“My journey to death was not meant to be what you think; technically, my soul has not yet reached the point of decay, it’s just that it’s no longer compatible with my body. I was destined to experience this calamity when I ventured to activate the prototype earlier.

But you know what?”

She put down the fruit box in her hand, wiped her mouth with some awkward movements, took Mrs. Water’s hand, and said:
“I’ve actually thought about this matter in the past few days, and I realized that it might be fate .”

“Stop it, you don’t believe in such things at all.”

Mrs. Water whispered:

“You only believe in your own brain.”

“Isn’t it a little late for me to believe?”

Sister Cement grinned, shook her head, and said:

“Those observers tell me that this is not the end of my life, that the real excitement may not come until after death, that I will escape this uninteresting reality into another, wilder world, but unlike you ‘experiencers’, I’m going on a journey from which there is no return.

I’ve already bought my ticket, and I can’t return it now.

It’s true that I’m dying, Shizuku, but don’t worry, I’m not going to leave you, and in the other world we can finally do everything we want to do without restraint.

You know, l see all this as a sign.
I don’t want to render fear to you.

But the fact of the matter is, we may be experiencing the same thing that the other world is experiencing, maybe in a few decades, maybe in a few hundred years.

This is not just a mere game, and while you are getting pleasure and satisfaction, you should also be more focused on learning the valuable knowledge that exists there.

Time is not forgiving on the other side .”

“Are you implying something terrible?”

Mrs. Water was instantly alert, and she said:

“Will you, you fellow, stop being a riddler?”

“I’d like to say it, but I’m afraid you’ll have to say goodbye to your husband and children if you hear it; there are secrecy regulations about all this, my old lovely.”

Sister Cement sighed:

“Anyway, we’ll talk about it over there, you should go back, we’ve met, we’ve had private conversations, I’ve eaten the fruit you brought, let’s just say you attended my funeral.

Now go back, Shizuku.

Thank you for taking the risk of coming to see me at this time.

I guess we’ll be reunited over there soon, remember to save me a spot on your team, hmmm being a psychic and learning more alternate truths from the ground up seems to feel good to me too.”

He yawned as if giving an expulsion order.

Mrs. Water bit her lip but didn’t say anything, getting up and bending down to kiss Cement Sister’s cheeks, which were already thin to the point of being out of shape, as she watched in amazement, before turning to leave.

However, a few minutes later, the door of the room was pushed open again, and Sister Cement, who had just closed her eyes, turned around in surprise, and saw Mrs. Shui, who had gone and returned, walking over holding a delivery box.

Mrs. Water placed the thing in front of the hospital bed, took out a distinctive white gaming helmet from it, and placed it in Sister Cement’s arms.

She said:

“It looks like you don’t have to wait until you die to go over there, it looks like the people over there can’t wait to see you, here, put it on, munchkin Cement.”

(End of chapter)