Something's wrong with these zerg

The players were completely dumbfounded, as if a pie had fallen from the sky, they hadn't started to do anything yet, and as a result, the ownership of the mining base suddenly returned to their own hands, no different from picking it up for nothing.

The player who leads this mining base is named 'The moonlight is not so beautiful tonight'. After a moment of nervousness, he also realized what happened. He didn't expect that even the NPCs in the game would rebel and change camps.

Time doesn't wait, Batut's emergency disconnection under Bai Yue's guidance can't last for a long time. After all, it has been so long since the interstellar people have been dealt with, it is impossible for Bai Yue not to take care of these mining bases Take other precautionary measures.

Therefore, players should rush to the mining base as soon as possible to regain control, but this is not a difficult task, there is Shiqi, and Baiyue has lost contact, so he can't compete with Shiqi, the players just need to Holding the regulator's bracelet, you can easily regain control of this mining base.

The players were in a hurry to go to their colleagues in the mining base, and they did not forget Batut's injuries. In order to notify the players as soon as possible, Batut came here with a broken arm after walking for a long time.

After handing over the regulator's bracelet to the players and telling him the scene in the mining base, he couldn't stand up all of a sudden, and was about to fall to the ground. Two players who were good at logistics quickly stepped forward to catch him. By the way, he helped clean up the wound on his body.

There is no need to clean it up. Batut fired the gun himself and did not hurt other parts. He even tied the wound tightly with his clothes. There is not much that the players can do. It is nothing more than helping him to re-attach the wound. Let's deal with it, one of the players who was a medical student made a standard.

"I found that their blood vessels, muscles and bones are the same as ours." The medical student player whispered.

"Yeah, that's right, I figured that out before." Another responded.

They had exchanged the translation function before. In order to better communicate with Battut, they were also worried that the other party would not cooperate during the treatment of the wound, so as to facilitate communication, so Battut could understand the content of the conversation this time, but Knowing does not mean understanding.

After treating the wound, he ate some food provided by the players, rested for a while, and gained the physical strength to move, Batut walked back to the base with several players who helped him treat the wound.

"Now, we have rescued them from the control of artificial intelligence, and we have also taken back the control of the base, so we can return to the previous life, but!" "The moonlight is not very beautiful tonight" raised his voice, "We have to prevent it from attacking again in the future. The same thing can't happen again. We didn't have many people injured this time. It won't be the case next time. We have to avoid this."

There can be more than 1 people in these Tanlunrs, and they are not members of the entire mining base. Usually, a family only needs to send out one person to understand the matter, and then go home and tell it. Well, although the open space is big enough, they have to be careful not to step on the ground, and be careful of those young shoots that just sprouted.

And those few exceptions are even simpler from the perspective of the players: this person behaves differently from other Tamrons, he must have a hidden plot, he must be an important NPC, and he must be favored!

"Dear fellow Tanronrs, hello, everyone, we are here in this beautiful spring...well, autumn and winter, sunny days, it is a kind of fate, it has contributed to our acquaintance, here , let me briefly tell you a few words..."

In fact, Batut has misunderstood a bit. Although the players say that their attitude is very friendly, they do not have this attitude towards all Tamrons. Most Tamrons do not have the courage to take the initiative to do something or say something. , no accidents, they never dare to take the initiative to find players, more than 300 years of domestication have caused their character, with only a few exceptions.

It didn't take much effort for the players to notify them. They had stayed here for several months before, found a few familiar families, and informed them of the news, and they would pass it on to others, one to two, two to two. Passed four, and it didn't take long for people in the entire mining base to get the news.

The words are very simple, and Batut can probably understand the content of these words, but there are still many things he can understand, but he can't fully understand, and he has no actual sense of identity, but he can also find that those who live here Tamrons, what a surge of repressed emotion they have.

"Really? I think it's okay. It's too difficult for the general teacher to apply, and there are too few opportunities for us to get started. It's not as good as in xx."

"I know. I heard that the regeneration of severed limbs can be achieved. This technology is too dark. When do you think we will be able to do this?"

Some Tanlonger soldiers were still at a loss and didn't know what happened, while the other part of the Tanlonger soldiers realized that they were controlled by the evil existence of the Zerg, and showed a look of fear, but no one made a sound , or escape, their habit of being oppressed for 300 years cannot be easily changed.

"Here, let me say it again, the interstellar people who have been oppressing you for a long time are dead. The artificial intelligence left behind by those interstellar people who launched this attack is the lackey of the interstellar people. It died after the interstellar people Afterwards, they still carried out the instructions left by the interstellar people, and those who attacked us were our innocent compatriots who were forced to do things under the control of artificial intelligence, and they were not the main culprits.”

Fortunately, Ba Tut felt that he made the right choice.

This is to keep ordinary Tamrons from feeling resentful towards these fellows, lest they fight among themselves.

"Next, in addition to some people in the mining base who will continue to take care of the land and take care of the seedlings in the field, some will also need to go to the Yegu Forest to operate timber." "The moonlight is not very beautiful tonight" looked at it for a while, and then continued to speak .

We, our homeland, what an empathetic phrase.

Before Batut saw these so-called evil beings, he was always uneasy in his heart. He knew that the existence of these evils gave those ordinary Tamrons a relatively good life, but before he actually saw them, he couldn't Determine whether that happiness is fake or real.

After all, he is just an outsider, and he has not had much contact with those beings called the messengers of the gods. These Tanlong people have lived with those messengers for a long time, so they can understand what the messengers are talking about .

Half a day was enough for the players to complete most of the arrangements. Those Tanlonger soldiers who were sleeping and resting on the second floor of the base, and those Tanlonger soldiers who were driven into the mine by Bai Yue, were all controlled Got up, the equipment and so on were stripped clean, tied up with ropes, and formed a group next to the base, with two players guarding the side.

Those Tanlonger soldiers who had been in contact with Battut for a period of time showed worried expressions towards him after seeing his broken arm, but no one thought that Battut betrayed their camp and caused them to be tied up and controlled .

Mo Lan would not put such an important labor force as players in such a completely useless place.

Batut was a little dazed. He thought about whether the reason why the team leader and supervisor refused to rescue the injured Tanlonger soldier was because there was no corresponding energy and materials in the medical warehouse, but he made a decision. If you choose, there is no room for turning back.

It was a sound system temporarily modified by the machines in the base. It could make the voices of the people on the stage be clearly transmitted to the back, so that every Tamron who came over could hear them and hear them clearly. This matter is quite important this time. of.

"Then don't think about it, it's all set in xx, it's not certain whether it's true or not."

"You said whether we should open a clinic or something. I feel that I have recently dealt with these injuries in xx, and I have raised a lot of practical class points."

If this work is handed over to Shiqi, Shiqi will be able to find out what items most of the elements come from based on the content mentioned above in the medical warehouse, what materials can be used to replace them, and what method should be used to extract them?
But Mo Lan has no need to do this at all, and the players don't need the medical warehouse to do anything. The bodies they use are all from the Zerg, and there are hatching nests, so there is no need to worry about getting hurt or anything. Just change to a new game character. There is no such high-tech equipment as the medical warehouse.

After saying these words, "The moonlight is not so beautiful tonight" didn't go down, nor did he end his speech. Instead, he looked at the side of his body with slightly empty eyes, and the other players knew what he was doing right away - check the game panel.

Batut naturally walked to the side of the Tanlonger soldiers. The players had no intention of controlling him, nor did they intend to tie him up.

"So in order to prevent everything that we have built with great difficulty from being taken away, in addition to reclaiming the land, additional arrangements must be made to make our home a defense against the enemy, so that those with malicious intentions cannot Easily invade our home, we have to protect our own home."

Directly in front of these Tanlungers is a platform temporarily built with various machines in the base. The platform is so high that the figure on it can be seen from the back of the crowd, and there are some players around. Some square machines are laid out.

"Winter is coming. I heard that the way you survive the winter is to block a group of stones at the door of those abandoned mines. To get in and out, you have to move the stones and climb back and forth. Not only is it troublesome to get in and out, but there is no way to completely prevent the cold and keep warm. , There are always gaps between the stones that will leak air."

Besides, even if you work hard, you may not be able to develop it. The extraction of those materials alone is a major problem. Without corresponding tools, even if you get a little by chance, it will be a drop in the bucket, and it will not be of much use.

In fact, those materials are not without them, but those material elements needed by the medical warehouse. Other than that, there's nothing left to do.

'The moonlight is not so beautiful tonight' As the main person in charge of the mining base and the captain of the current player team, it is only natural that he is responsible for this speech task.

Batut looked to the side, here is the front of the base, there is an open space, and farther away is a piece of land that has been reclaimed, and now many Tanlong people are standing there.

Next, "The moonlight is not so beautiful tonight" is spoken in human language, and the words are very simple, basically all Tanlonger people can understand.

"By the way, do you know the medical warehouse in the base?"

Just halfway through the beginning, "The moonlight is not so beautiful tonight." Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that some players were already planning to climb up and beat him up, so he immediately put away the content of his speech... After getting such an opportunity, he was not allowed to go through the leadership Addiction is abominable.

After actually seeing these players, seeing their kind and friendly attitude, and hearing these ordinary conversations, Batut's spirit couldn't help but relax, but he didn't know the meaning of those words that he didn't understand.

"The moonlight is not so beautiful tonight" he said very seriously, at first he still had some messy thoughts, but as he continued to speak, he also became emotional, and his tone became more and more excited and serious, leading the Tanlong people under the stage to burst into excitement, It's just that their blood boiling is still quiet, only their eyes are burning like fire.

This kind of thing that the Zerg can't use, Mo Lan is full to waste manpower and material resources to make it.

"It can't be used anymore. I heard that there are no medical materials in those medical warehouses that can be used to regenerate limbs. It can't be activated. His injury can only be dealt with in this way first."

"Then you said that the medical warehouse can be used for him, isn't he missing an arm?"

But for these Tamrons who can't see the game panel, it's like he suddenly received some other instructions in a place where others can't see or hear... From the point of view of expression, it is indeed a bit like The feeling of receiving the oracle is not in vain. Players call themselves angels.

All Tanlonger people looked at 'The moonlight is not so beautiful tonight' in silence, not knowing what he was going to say.

"So I ordered a batch of wood from Yegu Forest. When you carry the wood back, someone will teach you how to make wooden boards and wooden doors. With wooden doors, you don't need to go in and out as much trouble as before, and you don't have to worry about it. There is a cold wind seeping through, this winter, you should use wooden doors to prepare for the winter, and next year, I will let you all live in a new house!"

"The moonlight is not very beautiful tonight." Being the manager of this mining base is actually thinking about the addiction of managing farming players, so he has always been very kind to those Tanrons, but he has never taken the initiative to care about those Tanrons It doesn't matter what the Er people lack, this time, it is the first time that he regards himself as a "lord" instead of a player.

Batut was stunned suddenly, and even the tied up Tanlongers were also stunned. They never thought that there would be people who would care about them, whether they would freeze to death in winter, and look for them. Here's to a better way to spend winter.

(Okay, okay, the modification is complete!)