My lord, spare his life!

"We'll be colleagues from now on, and I still don't know your name, righteous man." Puyang Kui forced himself to look at the grown-up child with a pleasing expression and exchanged names to make it easier for both of them to get to know each other quickly. "I am Puyang Kui, my ancestral home is Tianyue, and my courtesy name is Jundu."

Fan You: "Fan You, courtesy name Shuyan."

Seeing that both of them had introduced themselves, Zhang Yang maintained the queue.

Pointing to himself, he said, "Zhang Yang, Zhang Boyuan."

He then pointed to a large insect on the side: "Its name is Zhang Dami."

Zhang Dami gave a very polite low growl.

"I am Guan Zong, you can just call me Young Master."

Fan and You: "..."

Is this old-faced doll trying to take advantage of the situation?

Zhang Yang didn't respond; her attention shifted to the game's recruitment page. Sure enough, a new, unfamiliar avatar appeared—the face of the "old baby." The phantom on the right platform, however, wasn't the old baby's body, but a burly, robust middle-aged general clad in tattered, blood-stained armor, wielding a broken sword. His chest rose and fell weakly, his breath barely a whisper.

Fresh blood dripped from his fingertips.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was contorted with rage and a look of madness and bloodlust.

Zhang Yang looked at it again and again, and couldn't help but think of Xie Shu.

Speaking of which, the avatar of Xie Shu on the recruitment platform doesn't resemble her at all; instead, it shows an eleven or twelve-year-old girl with ashen skin, as if she had been burned in a fire. I wonder what the two have in common?

At this point, the data next to the phantom image of the character also changed.

Name: Guan Zong, courtesy name Gongzi

Zhang Yang blinked quickly to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

Looking up, he caught a glimpse of a fleeting slyness on Guan Zong's face. Bound in his swaddling clothes, the infant laughed heartily and boldly: "My courtesy name is Young Master, hahaha, didn't you expect that at all?"

Clearly, he has used names to trick people more than once.

Fan You's lips twitched: "Indeed, Huai De Wei Ning, Zong Zi Wei Cheng. Since his name is Zong, it's only natural that he would also be called Gongzi."

A very unexpected name.

Guan Zongdao said, "Scholars really do read a lot. My name was something my father thought about for half a year before he died. When he couldn't think of anything, he cut off more than two pounds of meat and asked the most learned teacher in the surrounding area to give me the name. You can tell me the origin as soon as you see me."

Fan You: "..."

The teacher probably never expected Guan Zong to look so wild.

Zhang Yang nodded thoughtfully.

"So there are so many intricacies to names. However, there are some names that Uncle Yan certainly doesn't know the origins of."

Even just chatting, Fan You managed to relax for once.

"What would you like to say, my lord?"

"Pink Pig Dress, Pig Screaming in the Middle of the Night." These two are just the most ordinary ones in the tens of thousands of friends list. Slightly more interesting ones include Deadly Female Gorilla, Sexy Male Cockroach, and others like Sea of ​​Feces Maggots and Thick Phlegm That Can't Be Chewed, which are disgusting to even hear.

Fan You: "..."

Puyang Kui and Guan Zong didn't give them any face and just laughed.

"What's this called?"

"I'm afraid you're just kidding me."

Zhang Yang said, "You don't understand..."

These are real human names. NPC names are usually just two or three characters randomly generated.

Seeing the three people's different reactions, Zhang Yang felt melancholy.

I sympathize with them because they don't realize they're just a stream of data.

Zhang Yang continued to scan Guan Zong's data with his peripheral vision.

Age: 38

[Faction: Star Lord Yang]

[Occupation: Military General]

[Stars: Unknown (To be deciphered)]

[Talent: Unknown (To be revealed)]

[Stars descending upon violence: third level, crying at night]

Loyalty: 41 (Slightly low, cautious)

Morality: 45 (Low, Cautious)

[Strategy: 76 (Above Average, Cautious)]

[Ambition: 88 (Slightly high, proceed with caution)]

[Title: Massacre of Ten Thousand (A fierce battle spanning thousands of miles, a thousand soldiers shedding their blood, bones used as fuel; only the most ruthless and bloodthirsty can obtain this title!)]

Zhang Yang hadn't expected Guan Zong's stats to be like this, especially the last title: "This title is really cool."

Sixteen years after the game's launch, the official team has naturally released numerous titles, including some similar to Guan Zong's "Slaughter of Ten Thousand" title. Zhang Yang remembers a special hidden title that required players to go to a secluded island and slay 66,000 mutated zombies or beasts to obtain the title "Compassionate Saint." Wearing the title would make the player's entire body glow with golden light.

I wonder if [Ten Thousand People Bloodbath] will glow red?

Zhang Yang looked at Guan Zong with some anticipation.

His gaze was intense, sending chills down the latter's spine.

"Why does my lord look at me like that?"

Zhang Yang said, "Why do I feel like you've grown a bit?"

After being reminded, Guan Zong adjusted his hands and found that the swaddling clothes were tied even tighter than before. Then he realized that the swaddling clothes hadn't shrunk, but that the baby had grown a bit: "Growing up is natural. My Starry Night Demon can make people rejuvenate. After turning into an infant, I will regain one year's age every day. I weighed nine pounds and three ounces when I was born, and I weighed twenty pounds when I was just one year old."

He was several sizes bigger than his peers from birth.

Zhang Yang: "Then your mother must have had a very hard time."

Guan Zong said with some surprise, "My lord is the first person to say that his mother has worked hard. Everyone else either praises my abilities or praises my father and mother."

Zhang Yang: "The first one?"

A notification also popped up in the system log.

Guan Zong's favorability towards you has decreased by one.

Zhang Yang: "..."

Her gaze was fixed on the top of Guan Zong's head, where the yellow nameplate gave her peace of mind. A yellow name was good; what if it were a green nameplate, it would be a real headache. With a green-named NPC, she couldn't attack them proactively, but a yellow nameplate was different—she could suddenly attack and kill them at any time.

Guan Zong looked up, puzzled.

There was nothing on his head.

Zhang Yang said, "Let's keep warming ourselves by the fire."

Fan You and his men carried limited provisions and heating supplies. Even if they left it all for the villagers, it would only sustain them for a few more days. The crops were beyond saving, the villagers had no surplus food, and the heavy snow had blocked the mountains, making hunting impossible. Staying put was tantamount to slow suicide. Fan You, in his wheelchair, approached Zhang Yang and asked, "My lord, could you perhaps take a few of them with you?"

Zhang Yang didn't answer, but gave a reason with his eyes.

Fan You's loyalty, morality, and ambition are all zero.

Would he be so kind as to bring along a dozen or so burdens?

Fan You said, "Our lord holds the appointment letter, but the local forces may not recognize it. Relying on Jun Du and her influence in our ancestral homeland is far from enough. If we can win the hearts of the people, we can make up for some of our shortcomings. Everything is for the sake of unifying the Three Enclosures, Four Symbols, and all the states."

He also learned to make empty promises to Zhang Yang.

If Puyang Kui could spot the bug, Fan You would only realize it even sooner. No matter how eccentric Zhang Yang's personality is, she's serious about unification. As long as this weakness is exploited, communication will be smooth.

As expected, Zhang Yang listened.

Just as Fan You was leaving to receive his orders, she spoke up to remind him, "Guan Zong is much smarter than Shen Shude, and he's not the roughneck he seems, always calling himself 'this old man'."

Shen Zhi's intelligence level is only 69.

Guan Zong, this guy who calls me a verbal tic, has 76.

Fan You was momentarily taken aback: "My lord has discerning eyes."