Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The admirals of various countries, the nobles of the Far Harbor, the scholars and mages of high status, and the presidents of the Chamber of Commerce... all greeted themselves with the most enthusiastic and polite attitude.

This is an experience that has never been before.

Whether they are elf generals or elite spellcasters of the Arcane Council, these nobles have sincere and friendly smiles, and their attitudes are unprecedented.

Leona responded to everyone's greetings. Her smile and demeanor were graceful and charming, and she was generous. The imperial ladies were graceful and well-spoken, and she had no idea what she looked like when she was spitting out fragrance.

She knew what was happening now because of whom.

The whole city's welcome and respect are due to the person's will and attitude.

When she was harassed and teased by the green-skinned merchant, he led thousands of troops to smash all doubts and unease. He appeared like a god, presented her with a bouquet, and introduced her to so many big people. The identity of... a confidante, a friend in need, not a dear friend.

So, the world becomes different.

Holding the bright bouquet, Leona talked and greeted each warm and polite person, remembering their names, her heart was up and down, but she felt extremely at ease, because that person was standing beside her... involuntarily , She quietly took the other's arm, and her body was as if nothing had happened.

This kind of behavior is normal, nothing else, it's my dear friend...

Thinking like this, she wrapped around Kant's arm, her delicate face flushed red.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..."

In the distance in the sky, Dong Tianming, who came quietly on a cloud, nibbled at the lemon bitterly.

Looking at this scene, he felt sore from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet.

- After Kant heard the news of Leona's arrival, he ordered to assemble the team, summon the hundred officials who had not left, and went to meet the dwarfs of the empire, trying to block the stinking white man with this great pomp and battle. Mao's grievances, and considering Dong Tianming's special status, Kant did not ask the emperor to come with him.

But Lao Dong still came secretly, and when he saw it, tears rushed out.

"Didn't you say there is a Shenzhou defense? Isn't he still a boy? Does he prefer this kind of petite?"

Dong Tianming squatted on the cloud head, unwilling and aggrieved one after another, why, the old man's name, he had to run three times when he took the initiative to take effect, and after taking effect, he had to be suspected and warned...

why the fuck...

He was indignant, but there was nothing he could do. Kant was so feminist and despised a worthy minister. He should have persuaded decisively, but the problem was that Kant only despised him, a worthy minister. Paying attention to fame and fortune is detrimental to the image of a gentleman.

Besides, the old man ran to take effect by himself...

Thinking of this, he covered his heart.

Last night, I was really shaken by the mushroom cloud and lost my mind...

While everyone was chatting around Kant and Leona, the golden-toothed lad had already crawled out of this terrifying area by taking advantage of the chaos... After he got up, he turned around and ran wildly.

Run, run, run!

Horrified me! Horrified me!

Jin Ya didn't even have the courage to look back. He was afraid that he would kneel down to the terrifying little shrimp again. The emotions and instincts that frightened him were surging in his heart, trying to control his body over his soul. Jin Ya ran and beat his head: "I'm the green skin of the Xieyue clan! I'm the richest big guy! I can't kneel to the little shrimp! I can only kneel like a shiny gold coin! I can only kneel to the money!"

At the moment when he heard the roar of the engine and saw the roar of the chariot, a certain instinct in the blood of the green-skinned merchant was rekindled. At this moment, he unconditionally believed that Kant was the great master, and the great master took the green skin Became what it should be - but he still chose to run away.

because…

"I! No! In! I mean!"

I can't let others be in vain! Not even a big tech tyrant!

As Gold Fang ran, he figured out what to do—yes, I still have five hundred war pigs and fifteen hundred green-skinned boys in my hands! I want to sell them for a good price! I want to let Dajiba know that I use it! No, no, no, I don't want to work for him for nothing! I want to make his money!

He ran wildly and ran towards the green-skinned team in the second half of the caravan.

But soon, he stopped, showing a look of despair.

There are more than 2,000 green-skinned troops, 500 big men with machetes, iron shirts, riding war pigs, 1,500 boys with small machetes and bows and arrows, 2,000 greenskins, The most elite, the most capable, the most powerful mercenary who can sell a big price in any country on the mainland.

Surrounded by at most two or three hundred greenskins.

Heavy locomotives rumbled loudly, the iron monster spewed black smoke, and hundreds of colorful green-skinned motorcycles continued to circle around more than two thousand greenskins.

The motorcycle tycoons of the Green-skinned Yang Gun Team brandished their strong pliers and chug guns, and made various provocative gestures and movements at the slow, rubbing and pitiful country bumpkins.

Black smoke, flames and electric light were constantly released from the modified parts that were pieced together and piled up on the locomotive. Every thrilling and explosive speeding acrobatics caused these big fellows to roar in furious surprise.

Off-road vehicles, big trucks and other assault vehicles were parked around, and the greenskins on the cars sprayed burning cannons and rockets into the air, pretending to show off to the poor greenskins who came from afar.

The heavy truck roared, stopped near the convoy with a thrilling tail, chopped the sky and threw the loud guitar with sparks and lightning aside, and reached for the 89-heavy machine gun handed by the younger brother. The steel sleeve and the propeller blade The chutu machete that was created fires into the sky.

"Little turtles!"

The warlord of the Red Hammer Tribe is now the biggest and most powerful boss of the Greenskin Yang Gun Team. Since he led the horses to find the big tech tyrant, his position in the world has been completely consolidated. He stomped on the roof of the truck. The younger brother sitting inside understood, stepped on the accelerator, and approached the fellow villagers with a bang.

Greenskins are aggressive and like to be bragging. The whole meaning of life is to fight, smash and rob. Too many orcs get together without a goal, and they will fall into a hysterical fight. There are many reasons for the greenskins to fight. If it is pleasing to the eye, it will hit, if the **** is not smooth, it will hit, and if the target has something good, it will hit even more.

Originally, the foreign gun teams drove a large number of war machines with sparks and lightning all the way. These big guys who were so powerful that they were smoking black smoke were enough for the greenskins to start a **** battle for the competition, but in fact this was not the case. The big pig, 1,500 orc boys, faced the green-skinned foreign gun team of more than 300, with an advantage of nearly 7 to 1, but they did not fight.

Those orcs who came from afar were envious and scared, terrified and excited, and even showed a feeling of helplessness. Some war pig bosses even hid their beloved machetes behind them in shame, because they were bigger than the ones in front of them. What the **** is the guy in the hands of the guy, his machete is really not on the table.

They stared blankly at the fellow Kuo who came out of nowhere, staring in a daze, even forgetting waaaaaagh.

The greenskins looked up at the chopper standing on the big truck.

Wow, this green-skinned tycoon has several cool, green-skinned bosses who have been refitted and evolved several times in his entire body. The exhaust pipes, steel bars and solar water heater panels create a kneaded plate armor to lead the greenskin fashion, and even He also carried a small rumbling generator on his back, and four speakers hung around his neck.

"I'm cutting the sky! The best green skin under Da Jiba's subordinates! The boss of the first phase of the foreign gun team! We are here to clean up you! Our first phase of the foreign gun team is your boss! What are you dissatisfied with? Yes, we will beat you hard with tongs and iron fists! Beat you until you are overwhelmed!"

Chopping the sky and roaring: "From now on, you are the boys of Dajiba's boys! Our foreign gun team will supervise you in the first and second phases! Let you be obedient!"

"The most powerful and fierce greenskin can join the foreign gun team! Drive the express cars and carts that we don't drive! Pick up the junk we don't want to play! The disobedient and weak greenskin can only shovel manure to work. , holding a big stick and a pointed stick, you will never see the big bang of Dajiba! Never catch up with the hot shit! The good things that Dajiba poured out of the black door will never be your turn! "

As soon as the words fell, the more than two thousand wild greenskins were all excited!

They understood what this big guy said!

Big tech tyrant! Big fried! Big car!

The gadgets used by these big guys are the best proof! I want it!

"WAAAAAAGH!"

They were screaming and waving their arms. Even the fiercest and most powerful war pig gangsters screamed and excited like a weak chicken boy. They roared wildly: "Chop the sky! I'm with you!"

"Good! Very waaaaagh!"

Cut the sky and shouted: "Now we want to tell you that if you want to be under Dajiba, you want to drive these waaaaagh cars, use waaaaagh's bangs, watch waaaaagh's explosions, and be obedient!"

"From now on, don't **** anywhere! Flush yourself every day to wash yourself! Don't fight outside the beating field! Don't..."

His voice was sent out by the sound, and the greenskins looked at each other.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember! The bosses of our first and second phases will teach you to remember with your fists!"

Cut the sky and roared: "If you don't obey, Dajiba will not like it! If Dajiba does not like it, you will never want to join the foreign gun team! Never imagine that we are so arrogant!"

After he finished speaking, he swung a machete and fired into the sky: "waaaagh!"

The greenskins who are still thinking about why they can't **** and fight casually have not yet recovered from this complicated decision problem.

The next moment, several trucks clacked out their trunks, terrifying screams and violent smoke gushing out, green-skinned rockets and unscrupulous cannons shot out continuously, blasting everywhere in the plains and the sky, the air waves. Swirling, the flames dispersed, anti-aircraft machine guns and flamethrowers dragged the flames into the sky.

In the midst of this terrifying green-skinned roar, hundreds of speakers and loudspeakers blasted the sky-shattering roar in all directions: "I let you waaaaagh!"

The explosion shocked the green skin's heart, and more than two thousand orcs woke up like a dream. They raised their hands in excitement and fear, and roared in unison: "waaaaagh!"

The momentum created over there made the Vidal convoy look sideways, and the guards of the caravan were also extremely frightened, but when the troops in the far port were calm, they had seen more powerful.

Leona whispered, "What's wrong?"

Kant smiled and said, "Chopping the sky is lovingly teaching those greenskins...they have to obey the rules."

At the beginning, the only greenskins who defected to Kant were the dozens of greenskins that cut the sky. Later, they followed Hong San from Valentine all the way to Danfeng Lucerne, and then to the far port, from the arena and mercenary camps along the way. Many of the newly added greenskins are the second phase of the foreign gun team. Although they have an inexplicable fanatical loyalty to Kant, they are manic in nature and like to fight, **** and brag.

The latter is fine. The former two cannot be tolerated. In order to resettle and correct the bad habits of these greenskins, Kant has thought of some methods, which have achieved remarkable results and can be used as a code of conduct for educating the greenskins who join later.

Leona rolled her eyes when she heard the words: "Ah, these greenskins are very troublesome, they mess up every day."

"When you come to me, there will be no problem." Kant smiled, "It's hard work."

The silver-haired girl raised a smile on the corner of her mouth, and then she restrained her heart.

and many more!

Why did you just talk and laugh with him so casually? Leona, Leona, don't be fooled! Don't forget that letter! Don't forget the gnashing of teeth during this time! These must be pretended by Kant! His acting skills! Don't let him fool around like this! Cool down! Make him apologize! Let him continue to coax me! Can't let him go, can't let him go, he must be angry!

The silver-haired girl was at war between heaven and man. She thought of "dear friend", the extreme anger of that day and the indignation of these days. The anger ignited again, and she looked at Kant.

That black hair, that silly smile...

-Ahhhhhhh why can't you control your face! Laugh my ass! Stare at him, stare at him! Let him realize his mistake! Don't laugh ah ah ah!

In the end, the silver-haired girl still couldn't control her delivery. She struggled, sighed, and finally shook her head helplessly. The smile on her face finally bloomed perfectly without any hindrance.

"asshole…"

She laughed and hummed in a low voice, "Don't think that's it."

- Phew, looks like it's over.

Kant was still smiling, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, as expected of me, easy to do.

"Okay, I'll be with you anytime." He smiled. "Anyway, Leona, long time no see, and...Thank you for helping me."

The girl turned her head to the side and hummed: "The Dragon of Aurora is so powerful, the Broken Islands will be destroyed if it is destroyed. Our Vidal Chamber of Commerce is scared to death. My father and my brother cried and begged me, and I was forced to Come here, let’s see if I can borrow your Highness Kant’s relationship to make a fortune for our family.”

Kant smiled and said, "Okay, whatever you want."

Oh, still the original arrogant look.

His mood became more and more relaxed, and he was thinking of calming the dwarf's anger, so he went to recall the routines he had seen on TV and novels before, and looked at Leona's dress as a lady, with a fluffy long skirt with pink and white edges, and a white dress. Small top hat, slender jade hands wrapped in lace gloves, cute and elegant.

Condé Zan said, "You dress so well."

"...Hmph, disgusting." Leona gave him a sideways glance and turned her head, "It wasn't for you."

"I know." Kant said, "You look so good-looking every day."

"Wow, ah, ah, it's so numb!" Leona waved her hands in disgust. "What are you talking about, it's so ugly, it's disgusting, what kind of medicine did you take today?"

But from an angle that Kant couldn't see, the girl was desperately controlling her expression, so that her unstoppable smile was covered by a look of disgust.

- Grass, it actually works!

Why is it so easy?

Kant could see Leona's true emotions at a glance. After all, Aojiao actually understood very well. To his astonishment, he actually used the trick of sweet talk so easily—how could it be so easy?

Could it be that I'm actually the "don't know I'm strong" type in the novel?

While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard Leona say, "What do you want me to do this time? The manager of your private chamber of commerce? What is the goal?

Even Kant knows that now is not the time to talk about serious business - it can be seen from the reply letter from "dear friend" that Leona is full of resentment, so she has to greet her with such solemn sincerity and pomp. If you want to talk to her about feelings, you can't make her feel like a tool person.

He said, "What are you talking about now? Rest for two days in Far Harbor, and play for two days..."

Leona stubbornly said: "Let's talk about this first, I'm here to do things, and green-skin things."

- If you don't talk about something serious, I'm afraid I can't help it, hum.

Seeing her insistence, Kant thought about it and said, "Well, let's go now and talk in the car."

Leona hesitated, watching Kant be silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

So, get ready to work.

Kant issued an order to return to the far port, and asked the horses to coordinate with the caravan to **** him. He also thanked the elf expedition and the Goethe cavalry who had escorted him all the way. When the convoy slowly set off, he jumped on Leona's carriage. , sitting inside, face to face with the picturesque girl with drooping silver hair.

He suddenly laughed.

Leona looked around subconsciously: "What are you laughing at?"

"I was in your car in Valentine," Kant said. "It seems like a long time ago."

Leona heard the words, her eyes softened, she slowly lowered her head, and said softly, "En."

Yeah, it seems like a long time ago.

—Ah, really useful.

The carriage swayed, and Leona's long silver hair swayed on the opposite side, attracting Kant's attention. He wanted to touch the white hair after a long absence, but this arrogant might fry it, so he wanted to take it slowly.

- Kant thought like this, full of the self-confidence of the Holy Hand of Flowers. This time, he did not rely on the love advice given by Iron Son, and did not let Hong San assist. With his own strength, he easily resolved Bai Mao's anger. The grievances are as light as they are, as expected of me.

He looked at Leona, and his heart became more and more proud.

At the same time, more than ten miles to the north of the convoy, a small cavalry team was driving a carriage to the far port, and a gentle voice sounded from the carriage: "Stop."

The driver of the carriage slowly stopped the carriage, the windows opened, and the knights stepped aside respectfully.

Her blond hair shines brightly like the sun, her face is white and cold, her blue eyes like the sky look south: "Auntie, listen."

Hillmeria's voice sounded from the car: "It seems that there is indeed an explosion..."

"It must be Kant's alchemical weapon. Only his alchemical weapon can make such a dense explosion..." Princess Tina turned her head and smiled, "Would you like to go take a look?"

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PS1: It's a little early today...sleep to bed.