Chapter 153: If You Can’t Shout Out, You Don’t Need To Force It To Expand The Fan Area
Chapter 153: If you can’t call it out, don’t force it. The “idol goes into the sea” that expands the fan range
"Come on, call me ~ brother~ brother!"
I saw the little cat girl's mouth open and close, and I could vaguely hear the intermittent "ge~" sound, but looking at her mouth pouting, it seemed that she couldn't shout it.
In the end, Kyle just smiled and ruped her fluffy hair again, saying, "Since you can't shout it out, don't force it, save it until next time!"
He sent the kitten girl back to the maid's arms, raised his head and said, "Thank you for all these years."
Linhua shook her head and said, "It's my fellow tribe, I should do it. Master, will Titan Town be open to everyone soon?"
"After so many years, they should come back." Kyle looked towards the direction of the main road in the distance, where there were now people from the Snow Wolf Clan and the Black Cat Clan coming.
Even if you are far away, you can vaguely hear some noise in that direction...
Of course, it is obviously not an indigenous person.
The natives of Lancaster were not so idle, so it was definitely only those players who were making fun of them.
Of course, Kyle wasn't surprised at all.
He always has purpose.
He still doesn't know what kind of urinary nature of the players?
If you tell them a thousand words, the entire territory was not as attractive as a group of cat girls, and the wolf girl came from the entire territory by Kyle's consciously creating.
These players are really honest in this regard and do not hide their thoughts of greed for others.
Perhaps to some extent this can be considered sincerity?
Kyle didn't intend to delve into anything. After all, he knew very well that a person who could operate well to a certain extent could be able to attract attention before the house collapsed.
A more interesting thing is that his nature is revealed in his previous life, and his extremely distinctive personality just hits the hearts of a large number of viewers.
People always like to reversal, pulling good families into the sea and persuading prostitutes to become good people has always been the supreme pleasure of players.
And how can this be compared to a top contradiction like Kyle?
As a succubus, he is restraining his own desires, which is abstinence.
He is not old but has a completely different calmness from his age. This is a specialty to kill "mother fans" and a damn "male mother".
It looks like a clean and fragile face, and when you meet an enemy, you are so cruel. What you are catching is the practice of those rash players who "take up a weapon and do it."
But it seems like it is very reckless, but the scene I did in court is not a kind of fine operation that is rough and meticulous?
In short, it's just one word, "extreme"!
Now, with Kyle, a big traffic player, Kyle still plans to clean up the remaining subdivided groups.
After all, compared to garrisoning in the wilderness, what he now needs is a mobile group that can enrich the activity of towns and villages in all sizes.
Why is there never a shortage of teams in the idol circle of Konishi and Xiaorizi? Isn’t it just a strategy of large amounts and fullness?
No matter which one you like, you can find alternatives among those combinations.
The most typical one is probably the AKB48 series created by a fat man... Even if I feel that it is not enough to only look at the female idols inside, I can still see the idols inside running away from time to time to cruise.
Let a group of fans experience what the style of a tauren and idol from time to time... This is probably expanding the coverage of "style".
Ahem~ It's been a bit far.
Kyle came back to his senses.
According to Dan, the number of the Snow Wolf tribe now exceeds 20,000 people. Even if the black cat tribe is a little smaller, it will not be as small as that.
Being able to gather nearly 40,000 people to make Titan more active.
Now Dan and his Rangers are frantically cleaning up the surrounding monsters and large beasts. Unexpectedly, this sweeping spread throughout Lancaster will last for more than two months.
Logically speaking, it is unlikely to complete such a large-scale cleaning with such a small team of people, but Kyle believes that there will always be some people who are willing to join the Rangers and form them.
New team.
Even with the idea of not being too little than being too bad, Kyle is confident of screening out more than 50 teams.
Then let the trustworthy Rangers and the elites of both tribes complete symbiosis with the gluttonous slime, and can completely cultivate a truly elite team.
By that time, Kyle had a truly group of people who could fight.
He signaled the head maid to take Fran out, and he pondered in the study for a long time. Finally, he patted the table and said in his heart:
"Sure enough, it is still necessary to make more details!"
Kyle made up his mind to make some small moves on the Ranger's costume. No, it should be said that he still needs to work hard on the style of the armor layer generated by Slime.
Be more handsome, stronger, and more likable. It is best to divide it into two different styles for men and women. Be sure to ensure that after wearing armor, you can look generous and handsome no matter what your appearance is!
Is this enough?
Kyle knocked on the table and made a new decision—
Start using "Communogenic Inheritance System" from today!
Some people always say that glory is a tactful means of enslaving and driving the lower classes.
But this is not the case in Kyle's opinion. Having the same ideal and belief in the upcoming troubled times will make people living in the group more likely to burst into hope for survival.
In other words, the statement of unity of opposites is an extremely rogue explanation.
No matter how true, good and beautiful things look, they will look a little ugly and dark.
This principle can also be applied to things that look ugly, and perhaps you can also see a trace of light from another angle.
Many times it doesn’t matter whether it’s right or wrong, only a position.
As a lord, his position has always been clear-
Let all subordinates who are loyal to him and Lancaster stand firmly on his side, and follow him, conquer the stars and seas together, whether right or wrong.
"Sympathy Inheritance System" is a small improvement he made. From now on, every gluttony slime that symbiotically with professionals will have a specific number.
The number will represent the identity of the original host of the co-reproductive clotting. Even after death in battle, the numbered gluttony slime will not be allowed to find a new host as soon as possible.
This number will last for 18 years, quietly waiting for the arrival of the descendants of the original host, and his descendants will unconditionally obtain the opportunity to inherit their parents' gluttonous slimes-
The premise is that he is still a native of Lancaster!
Such a mechanism by which the glory of the father is inherited by the son can greatly stimulate the Ranger's fighting will.
Although this system of inheritance by numbers father and son will repeatedly remind people of sacrifices in war, will lose their minds, be frustrated, and will become more and more difficult to overcome the loss of relatives.
But when he took over the banner of his father, the heroic spirit contained in the sadness will inspire generations of Lancaster leaders to embark on this bloody road and bloom with firm beliefs.
Glory.
The only thing Kyle can do is not casually despise life, live up to their sacrifices, and fight with them until the end of their lives.
Of course, these things are useless now. Lancaster needs manpower most now, and the two tribes are at least trustworthy than those vagrants.
In all senses, it is only beneficial to let them integrate into the territory.
As for the problem of unlimited monsters on the wasteland caused by their return?
It doesn't matter, the Rangers with huge strength will take action.
...
In fact, things were going faster than the maid imagined.
Three days later, the maid who had finished the work of the Lord's Mansion stretched out and looked at the sun in the sky lazy. Subconsciously stretched out her hand and rubbed her somewhat hot ears.
Suddenly she heard a whistling like a strong wind in the sky, and Fran, who was poking her hand at the gluttonous slime, jumped up in fear.
Only then did I realize that the person who created the strong wind was Kyle.
She relieved her breath, and the captain maid next to her was very calm and smiled and said, "Welcome back, Master Kyle."
"Rinhua, good afternoon. And...Fran, long time no see."
"I've seen it just a few days ago."
Fran hid behind the maid's long skirt, poked his head out and looked at Kyle carefully, and couldn't help but think in his heart.
Fran actually likes this beautiful big brother, but she is really not very good at communicating with others.
"Is it..."
The maid next to him had a slightly brighter eyes and said, "Master Kyle, are you here to look for us today?"
Kyle nodded and said, "The Snow Wolf Clan and Black Cat Clan have begun to return one after another in the town. I have notified the Hasaka side.
If you are interested, you can also visit your fellow countrymen now."
Rinhua showed an almost cheerful expression on her face. Kyle rarely saw such expressions on the face of this more serious maid. In the past, Kazaka was almost afraid of Rinhua.
As the oldest maid, it is hard to imagine that this cat girl would show such an expression, or that the head maid who has been reserved for too many years is a cold-faced witch in Kasaka's eyes.
Over time, even he himself forgot what he was like.
In the seriousness of those maids, if they are too presumptuous, they will be taught by love from the chief maid...
Those teachings of love are truly too shameful for these girls.
"Young Master, will they be like that happen to them when they come back like this now?"
Linhua said with some concern.
"Are you referring to the situation where the two tribes were excluded back then?"
The maid nodded.
Kyle smiled and said, "Do you think you are more susceptible to exclusion than the undead, or are the undead more susceptible to exclusion?"
The maid thought for a while and said, "Actually, at the beginning, I was also a little afraid of the undead people. After all, they came from the Kingdom of God, and the madman who had too much faith was much more terrifying than the demons."
"Now, look at it, are the residents of the territory so repulsive to those undead?"
The head maid shook her head.
She still likes the group of undead people. These people work hard and speak nicely. In the past, when she left the lord's mansion and went out, she would meet these people from time to time.
They are very gentle to themselves, and even feel like a feeder and a pet... Yes, the feeder is talking about her.
The undead's rare identity and their behavior are all about it, and...
Very cool!
The characteristics of the black cat clan are indeed somewhat similar to those of cats. They are all unstoppable and have a strong curiosity. Compared with the more cautious Snow Wolf clan, their black cat clan is obviously more likely to commit suicide.
It is possible that people will disappear while writing.
Perhaps it is because the Black Cat Clan likes to have some illnesses from time to time, and the Snow Wolf Clan is actually not very happy to communicate with them.
In addition, after coming to this world, some of the leaders of Lancaster were indeed not so friendly to the Black Cat clan. Over time, Linhua also extinguished the idea of letting her fellow tribes come to the town.
But now it seems that the undead have greatly diverted their attention.
What he said may be a bit shameless. Compared with ordinary humans, Rinhua is more intimate to those undead people.
Because his young master often deals with the undead, Lin Hua has a lot of contact with the undead people in his daily life. He spent so many days in the same town, and he has more or less his personality.
Some understanding.
This group of people is really a group of subtle people who can't even complain about anything, but in some things it is an abnormally following the bottom line.
Sometimes the ideas between themselves and them will also conflict. If they have conflicts with Linhua's personality, they are more likely to stick to their own opinions.
But the undead are different. They often fight and then turn around and let the matter go.
And they also say some strange things, such as-
"It's okay, it's okay, anyway, just cute cats are enough!"
"Don't make the cat angry anymore. The maid will leave later. You can't even cry!"
"Hehehe, cat! My cat!"
Sometimes she even thinks that these undead people are crazy? They seem to be extremely persistent with the orcs with ears.
But she would not deliberately harass their lives. Over time, she became accustomed to living in the same area with these undead people.
Of course, the problem is not here now. Now the Snow Wolf Clan and the Black Cat Clan have begun to have their tribe members back from outside the wilderness to town. If there are these undead people as a buffer point, she feels that it can speed up her own to a large extent.
The tribe members integrated into life in Titan Town.
According to Young Master Kyle, the undead people often value mood more than their interests.
So if they can settle down in Lancaster when they get the favor of the undead, many of them can settle down here smoothly.
It can even be said that we can make more money from this group of rich undead people.
Thinking of this, her expression became a little more excited. How could anyone in this world not like money?
Those who dare to say this can only mean that they have changed from wanting small money to desire another kind of "big money" or "power".
The captain maid couldn't continue working anymore, but just stood up, bowed to Kyle, and said:
"Young Master, can you give me half a day today to meet my tribe members?"
Kyle glanced at her and said, "Isn't the meaning I just expressed just now obvious enough? Now you can go there anytime."
Linhua nodded, hugged Fran, a princess, and ran directly towards the main road with a whoosh.
From a distance, you can still hear Fran's sob "Rinhua, slow down~" cry.
...
Soon, Linhua found compatriots from the Black Cat clan who were gathering together around her.
Now there are many players around them. The players looked at their eyes curiously, which made a group of Black Cat tribe feel a little uneasy.
Linhua knew why they were like this, and she did not hesitate at all and immediately stepped forward to help them solve the situation.
Just as she opened up a passage for the black cats to advance among the blocked players, she had time to take a breath.
Unexpectedly, during this breathing period, I heard a familiar voice.
"Rinhua, are you Rinhua?"
The maid raised her head and looked in the direction where the sound came. An old black cat who looked a little old and had tabby cat patterns on her head and ears looked at her and said this.
"grandfather!!!"
The head maid shouted in surprise.
"So it's really you. I haven't seen you for several years, and I can't recognize you."
The old black cat with a cane walked slowly towards her, and was supported by the maid after walking a few steps.
Then she heard the old black cat whispering to her, "Rinhua, what are the Lord thinking now? Do you really want us to come back? Don't make such a big mess like you did at that time.
Now.”
Rinhua sighed.
In fact, the Black Cat Clan and the Snow Wolf Clan who are now staying in the Lord's Mansion are basically not ordinary people of the two tribes, but special groups with certain status.
Simply put, it is something that can be said in the clan, which is to ensure that the two clans and the lord's mansion can maintain certain communication channels.
If this channel is cut off, then there will be few people in Lancaster who can speak in the Snow Wolf Clan and the Black Cat Clan.
"Don't worry, grandpa, Lord Lord really thinks this way. Now the Rangers' strength is improving rapidly. There is no need for so many tribe members to be stationed there all year round to eliminate danger for everyone."
"Are those strange people the legendary people of Shang Fuya?" the old black cat frowned and said, "They look really strange!"
"Grandpa, don't worry, they won't do anything to their fellow countrymen. They even like to find delicious food to feed us. They are very kind."
"Ah, I've been suffering in the dungeon for so many years. Is it because the cat god heard our prayers now?"
"It's not grandpa. Instead of begging for the protection of the cat god, it's better to pray for the Lord's protection."
"I'll just say that you can't understand, you can't understand. A good god is the one who can help the Black Cat clan. There is no need for faith if you can't help. This is a kind of exchange.