Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster

Chapter 10: Players Fight (1)

After watching the players for a few days, Hill felt that this was also because William always gave the Bald Loli group a task every time, making the two groups very incompatible.

The Bald Loli side would grab the first one, although it was also rampant, but after receiving the task, they leave.

As for the Doomsday Love group, it was best that all 10 tasks belong to them.

Hill looked down. Today, The Doomsday Love group finally blocked the Bald Loli, and they were beaten.

Yes, they were fighting physically. It might be because they couldn't cast killing orders against each other, so the only means they could use were fists and feet.

However, the Bald Loli and the Doomsday Love were stunned on the ground. Finally, the Doomsday Love slapped the bald loli on the head, and Hill was choked.

Then Hill saw a female priest named Deer secretly squeeze into the crowd and hit the Doomsday Love with a priest's hammer on the head.

Doomsday Love shouted: "Wait for the public beta test! Our guild is ready! Bald Loli! Then you won't be able to leave the novice village!"

A man named Third Fist, next to the Bald Loli, mocked in a similar tone to Doomsday Love: "Wait for the public beta! We also has a guild! It's Doomsday Love! At that time, you won't be able to get out of the novice village."

A group of people jokingly pointed, and some people muttered that there were still such brainless people today.

The face of the Doomsday Love was thinner, but he didn't even leave. But while these two groups were fighting, most scattered people had already surrounded the gate of the lord's mansion.

The Bald Loli shouted oops, oops, it's too late! Then, while holding Third Fist with their two pairs of short legs, they plunged into the crowd. The scattered people obviously let these two people inside while their hands stop the people of the Doomsday Love from getting in. It seemed that they planned to block them until the end.

Hill smiled when he saw William standing at the closed door, and Hill agreed while gloating at their misfortune.

Hill saw from William's style during this period of time that the system that could summon the player was the master, and William's behaviour was clearly drafted.

But this system should also be subject to many restrictions. Since the world's will gave him the opportunity, Hill felt that the god of time and space might really be a new god, but he didn't know if he was born in this world because this way of summoning players was not what anyone could think of it.

The way the main god behind the system resolved the problem was too similar to people in Hill's previous world.

Hill did not dare to look scrupulously when William was in the lord's mansion because it was impossible for a heavenly knight not to notice that someone had been watching him for a long time.

But Hill also felt that the citizens of this town were very proud of William's blessing. When they faced the players with releasing tasks, they were very reserved but not shaken, knowing that the players were all professionals. It seemed that William gave enough confidence in them.

Moreover, in the face of the players, William's subordinates didn't have much response. Hill could speculate that some of the players' conversations were blocked, but this blocking was not difficult for those who knew the truth and had a firm will to understand.

Players often held a small tablet with weak divine power in their hands, and every time they opened it, they would say a word of thanks to the great God of time and space. This kind of fanaticism was also enough for newborn gods. With these players, many people in this world would mention the God of Time and Space. Whether it was fear or love, people recognized his existence.

Hill felt that the day his Majesty became a god, his divine power would never be low.

There was no need to continue watching on William's side. Instead, Hill intended to visit the players' camps.

Although he was mentally prepared, Hill, who landed on the mountain next to the small players' camp, was still suffocated: what the hell is this?

Dozens of houses were built crookedly in the camp; maybe they were huts? Some places could tremble gently in the breeze, Hill thought. Didn't Adrian say that William also asked them to help the commoners build houses? Was such a probability possible?

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