Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 234 The Despicable Battlefield

"What...what do you want to do?!"

The next NPC cultivator, also subdued and pinned to the ground, was both shocked and enraged, shouting, "You are utterly vicious! Not only did you attack our sect without cause, but you also inflicted such cruelty on my fellow disciples! You, you, you, don't come any closer—"

After only two shouts, the NPC's face was pinched and his mouth was pried open, leaving him only able to make "ah ah" sounds from his throat, a display of impotent rage.

The player, holding a bowl of new medicine, said while pouring it down his throat, "Hmph, what do you know! This is called striking first to gain the upper hand, and striking later to suffer the consequences. Anyway, your Ziwei Sect has done too many despicable things, so just consider us acting on behalf of Heaven!"

The player rolling his eyes said, "Why are you wasting your breath talking to a cannon fodder NPC!"

Then, she said to the NPC cultivator who had been forced to swallow the medicine and was vomiting in terror, "I'm just going to hit you, do I have to pick a day for this?!"

The other players started whispering among themselves: "Why are we being treated like the villains?"

"Huh? Aren't we?"

"What nonsense are you spouting! I'm a righteous Paradox Interactive player!"

"Justice? Paradox Interactive? Huh?"

They were spouting witty remarks, but that didn't stop them from doing their work; everyone was eager to get off the battlefield and rack up points.

When it came to the third NPC, the NPC struggled and said, "Wait, wait! I...I'll drink it myself!"

"Oh ho? You're quite sensible, aren't you!"

The alchemist player who was serving the medicine raised an eyebrow, bent down to smell each of the pile of medicine bowls on the table, and then carefully picked one to hand to the NPC.

The NPC was indeed very obedient, taking the medicine bowl and drinking it down in one gulp after another, even letting out a burp.

Why are you still being picky? Is there a difference?

"Of course! I put chili peppers in most of the medicine, so they'd think it was poison and would die from the spiciness, hehehe. I didn't put chili peppers in a few bowls. I was originally going to save them to give to whichever prisoner looked good, but this guy was obedient, so I gave him a bowl!"

"Goodness, you're so naughty! But I like it, hehehehe..."

The two exchanged a few casual words when suddenly a female voice rang out: "Jing Jiezi! You traitor! How can you submit to the enemy like this? How can you face your master and the Grand Elder?!"

The NPC who had previously asked him to drink the medicine was none other than Jing Jiezi. He had just drunk the medicine, and its effects hadn't fully kicked in yet, so he still had some strength left. Hearing the call, he replied helplessly, "Junior sister, I'm a pill cultivator myself, how could I not know! It's not as exaggerated as you think, it's just a medicine to seal spiritual power, at most a little numbing agent was added... huff, huff, huff..."

As they were talking, the medicine took effect, and Jing Jiezi fell asleep on the ground before she could finish her sentence. "Good heavens! This is a pill cultivator!"

The player next to him, who had overheard Jing Jiezi's words, picked him up and threw him aside. He then took out a piece of white paper from his Qiankun bag, patted it on Jing Jiezi's chest, and wrote a few words in charcoal: "Danxiu, be obedient, you can be used."

Soon, several players who had drugged the prisoners successfully escaped and excitedly rushed back to the battlefield. The players who stayed on the ship to handle logistics gradually got the hang of it—as soon as a player brought an NPC over, they would quickly give him a bowl of medicine to knock him out.

Before long, the deck was littered with NPCs lying haphazardly.

A few minutes later, almost all the players from Chang'an Sheyi were dead, and the players from Longshan Sheyi quickly lined up and charged forward.

Although the players of Chang'an Sheyi failed to kill even a single NPC, they consumed a lot of the Ziwei Sect disciples' talismans, pills, and accumulated spiritual power in less than ten minutes. As a result, when the Longshan players rushed over, the few players at the front who were frantically firing their thunder bullet rifles actually managed to get a few kills!
"Holy crap! I got a kill! I got a kill! The kill notification popped up!"

One of the players, carrying a grenade rifle and leading the charge, shouted excitedly. Before he could even celebrate for two more seconds, he was struck in the vitals by several flying swords that appeared out of nowhere, and died with resentment. Fortunately, he managed to use the speed of someone who had been single for many years before he died to put the grenade rifle back into his backpack, thus avoiding the foolish mistake of handing the weapon over to the enemy.

The shout seemed to have triggered something, and one after another, several more NPCs fell to the ground, their fates unknown.

Panic and fear finally spread among the disciples of the Ziwei Sect. Led by their leader, they fought and retreated, trying to slowly withdraw back into the mountain-protecting formation.

"Oh no! They're trying to escape!"

"Stop them! Casual players, go too! Stop them!"

"Holy crap, these NPCs are such cowards! They're already trying to run away!"

"Exactly! We didn't run away even after losing so many people!"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, Wang Ergou frantically spammed the world chat: "Casual players, charge! Those from Longshan, stop firing! Go and seize the prisoners! Prisoners give high points and their resistance is weak! Seize as many as you can!"

Besides the fact that this battlefield mission was indeed designed to award more points to prisoners, Wang Ergou also had other reasons for wanting players to capture NPCs. For example, they could keep them to find out the weaknesses of the Ziwei Sect's protective formation, and they could also be used for negotiation in case of emergency.

However, for other players, while the inability to directly engage in combat was somewhat frustrating, this sleazy behavior, resembling "abduction of a woman," actually excited many. A small group of burly, bald players—who had shaved their heads to avoid wasting time washing them in the game—were listening to the only reasonably attractive female player in their group, a body cultivator, give her instructions: "That one, the one in the red shirt! I've been watching him for a while! He's the most flamboyant! And handsome too! Definitely not straight! Tying him up and scaring him, recording it would be hilarious! He's the one!"

There was also a female player, deliberately exaggerating her ample bosom and plump buttocks, excitedly shouting in a voice completely incongruous with her appearance: "That girl in the blue dress! She's so beautiful, I want her! Go, sisters, let's tie her up! Oh ho ho, she's so pretty! Oh my god, she even glared at me! Oh, this must be love! I've already decided which elementary school my child will go to! Hurry, hurry, tie her up!"

Some players with a strong sense of justice strongly condemned this, shouting in anguish: "Can't you guys be human?! The system forbids you from having improper relationships, so you find another way to have improper relationships with men and women, right?! Scum! Degenerates! Shame on you! Sisters, can't you take it out on me? Let me bear this sin alone! Let go of that NPC!"

One player, who had heard all the shouts, was speechless and couldn't help but cover his face and complain: "You guys are so disgusting! Have some shame!"

(End of this chapter)