Chapter 424

The Harriman Mountains still silently and resolutely defend the missionary area of ​​the God of the Night, isolating the ferocious and warlike nomads from the mountains.

Eternal ages and hundred years of war have not altered it one iota.

Just like the town of Angeloshao under the mountain road, it was dilapidated and chaotic as always.

Apart from desperate bandits, only refugees who lost their land are willing to come here to try their luck.

Whenever believers of the Prairie God with feathers in their hands and machetes crossed the Harriman Mountains, the little wealth that Angelo had managed to accumulate would be sifted away by the machete like a comb.

However, in recent months, the town of Angelo has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the sky above the dilapidated post town, a huge and mysterious magical creation that is extremely incompatible with Angelo floats.

It is so huge!

As a result, when it floated into the air, Angelo became dark once a day, at noon, and lasted for an hour.

The townspeople call it: Little Night.

The God of Darkness turned into a mercenary, and when he came to this small town that nominally belonged to his missionary area, it happened to be in the middle of the night.

Looking up, the sun's light was completely covered by the huge pyramid, and the whole town was plunged into darkness and... strangely lively.

Yes, it is lively.

The rays of light, which were not obvious during the day, looked so dazzling under the shadows at this time.

Like a fire of hope.

"Haven't seen it, young man? This is Angelo's only one."

A somewhat proud voice sounded in the ears of the God of Dark Night.

He followed the sound and saw an old man in ragged clothes with a proud expression on his face.

"It seems that the old man understands it very well?"

asked the God of Darkness.

The old man looked up and down the God of the Dark Night with a look of disdain, and said: "My son, you underestimate me? Although I am illiterate, old man, I can't hear it. How can I know that Internet news is broadcast every day these days? There is no Internet news broadcast. , I'm not blind either!"

When the old man said this, he rolled his eyes and changed the subject: "Hey, the younger generation just came to Angelo, right? I have lived here for seven or eight years, old man, and I know a thing or two about every household. Don't you believe me?" , even the barbarians on the other side of the mountain, I also have a way, as long as three hundred Internet coins, I guarantee you will become a local expert in three days."

Heh, it turned out that the old man took the initiative to strike up a conversation with the God of the Night, but he was trying to sell himself.

"Really? Then accompany me around this Angelo. If you accompany me well, there will be rewards."

The God of Dark Night chuckled and tossed away a roll of Internet banknotes.

The old man took it quickly, turned on the Internet skillfully, scanned it briefly, and after confirming that it was real money, he immediately smiled.

The two entered the town, unexpectedly, the rumored dilapidated town of Angelo actually exuded a sense of prosperity.

Outside the shops on both sides of the town's main road, there are various neon lights shining. Against the background of Xiaoye, it not only conceals the simplicity, but also highlights the prosperity.

"I heard that Angelo is not involved in childbirth. What's going on with this beam of light...?"

The God of Dark Night asked casually, a trace of astonishment flashed deep in his eyes.

The reason why he agreed to cooperate with the God of the Internet and open Angelo to the God of the Internet is, in the final analysis, to use the God of the Internet to fight against the God of the Grassland.

The only value to him of this small town that has changed hands repeatedly is just a whistle for early warning.

Opening up to the God of the Internet not only has no loss, but can also use the prestige of the God of the Internet to deter the God of the Grassland and make him dare not act rashly.

At the same time seize the opportunity,

Possess Angelo de jure.

What?

This is to lure wolves into the house?

Hehe, his missionary area has long been infiltrated into a sieve by the god of the Internet.

It should be known that he was able to occupy this missionary area not so much because of his power, but because of the acquiescence of the Kaman gods.

It is to use him as a buffer between the grassland gods.

And he is located in the Kingdom of Eternal Night in the extreme north, which happens to be able to attack east and west, and contain the Prairie God.

This is a pit.

But for the source of quality, he still jumped in.

For this he paid the price of never extinguishing the flames of war.

In order to fight against the Prairie God, he hired the fourth natural disaster, and it was this fourth natural disaster that infiltrated into his missionary area silently.

You must know that the fourth natural disaster is not only people living in the virtual world, a considerable number of people also live in reality.

They cooperate with each other to form an intricate chain of interests.

The fourth natural disaster is their guarantee of force.

They... also became the free thugs of the internet gods.

Thinking of this, the God of Dark Night couldn't restrain a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

"Hey, you don't know something about this, let me ask you, who are the people who can come here?" The old man reached out and chopped his own neck: "Tell me, this group of people with their heads pinned to their waistbands Man, don't you have something good in your hands?"

"In the past, these good things were either hard to sell and could only be sold at a low price; or they were too hot to handle and could only be kept. Now, with Internet shopping, hey, there are buyers all over the world, so we should take the opportunity to sell them at a good price ! To tell you the truth, there are more new faces than familiar ones in the town recently, and they all come here, and there are also some second-hand dealers who come here to buy goods!"

After the old man finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It would be great if this thing could come sooner! However, it's not too late now."

The God of Dark Night was shocked when he heard the words, and became even more angry: "Come early? Huh, without the God of Dark Night nodding, the God of the Internet dares to set up a bird's nest here?"

"The younger generation is a believer in the God of the Night? Don't blame me for speaking harshly. The barbarians come here every year to fight the autumn wind. Every time the guards in the town take the lead in escaping, it is the guards built by the merchants who lead everyone to avoid the barbarians. The God of the Night is so powerful. Why don't you see him come out? Who cares? Can't even stop a savage, but still wants to stop the god of the Internet? It's a joke."

The old man looked disdainful, and he had no sense of offending the believers of the God of Darkness.

Rao is the bearing of a god, the God of Dark Night was almost outraged when he heard the words.

He glanced at the old man. The old man was holding a pistol with his hunched palm in his sleeve, and there was a magic bullet in the gun.

Obviously this is the old man's reliance on speaking freely.

In other words, how many of those who can survive the long battle are easy-going people?

"It seems that the church in this town should be replaced by the God of the Internet!" The God of Dark Night showed a smile, and his heart felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The reason why he visited Angelo privately in micro-service was actually to gain an in-depth understanding of the courier sorting center and its penetration into the missionary area.

If the situation is favorable, perhaps he will open more cities.

If things go wrong, the consequences speak for themselves.

Now the tramp's words made him feel bad.

"do not!"

The old man raised his hand:

"I'm also a believer in the dark night... don't you believe it? Believe it or not, although the god of the dark night is bad in every way, is there any pure land in this world? Is it Kvir? Haha, I heard that Kvir has many rules Scary, there are identification doors everywhere, you can only buy long guns, if anyone buys a small one, they will be caught and eaten in prison immediately, old man, I can’t adapt to that life, at least I can sleep peacefully next to the Church of the Dark Night no?"

The God of Darkness, who had already become murderous, suddenly froze upon hearing this.

"Young student, I guess you will definitely call me a hypocrite again, stop scolding me, I admit it, I admit it, I believe whoever is useful!"

The old man grinned, speaking words that are absolutely blasphemy in the Kingdom of Eternal Night.

But these words made the God of Dark Night tremble.

There was a faint realization in my heart.

"Come on, the old man will show you the Angelo Intelligence Center. There must be something you want there."

"Oh, you know what I want?"

"I don't know, but, although your clothes are plain, the fabrics are not woven, and you are dressed as a mercenary, but you have an air hidden inside. The old man has seen this kind of air in the master magician in his life. You come here, you must be sure." If it’s not wealth, then what’s left is self-evident.”

The old man said with a smile, proud of "I've seen through you a long time ago".

The God of Darkness, who was awakened by the old man's words, smiled and said, "The old man has good eyesight, let's go, let's drink and chat."

"Hey, why is that where you drink?"

"The wine bug in your belly told me."

The old and the young smiled and walked into the only tavern in the town side by side.

The tavern is not big, but it was packed with people.

The smell of wine, sweat, cigars... all stuck into the nostrils.

All kinds of virtual screen lights are stacked on top of each other, making people dazzled.

Jiu Zhuang cowardly cursing;

The whispers of second-hand dealers;

There were also a few savages among them, uttering incomprehensible dialect slang.

All kinds of voices converged into the unique noise and excitement of the tavern.

The old man and the God of the Night ordered two glasses of wheat beer, found a corner to sit down, and were about to talk freely, but suddenly there was a sound of cursing in the tavern.

"Damn it, Poseidon's bastard is blind, I think he's jealous of Internet shopping! Fuck your uncle's commercial trap, who are you scolding?"

A loud curse drew wild applause from countless people. They didn't applaud this man's injustice, but applauded his disrespect and insult to the gods.

Clearly, there is a lack of basic respect for the gods here.

"Look at the forced article, what are you writing about?"

The person who was cursing in the hall enlarged the virtual screen and yelled loudly, attracting countless people from the tavern to watch.

"What is it?"

"What are you writing? Read it to my grandfather."

There was an uproar in the tavern.

The God of Dark Night glanced at the drunk man who was enjoying the attention of everyone, and opened the star network interface with a heartbeat.

I saw that in Xingwang News, at some point, a large number of articles criticizing Internet shopping were published.

[Be vigilant, be careful of the commercial traps of Internet shopping! 】

[Internet shopping is magnifying the business advantages of Keweier and destroying the industries of various countries. 】

【sad! Internet shopping will accelerate the process of the multiverse becoming a raw material supplier for the Internet God's missionary area. 】

[Internet shopping is strengthening the control of Internet finance, and the god of the Internet is also controlling the world through Internet finance. 】

Such titles are almost full of vision.

‘Heh, can’t sit still so soon? This offensive was too frustrating. ’ The God of Dark Night gloated.

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