The players chattered excitedly, completely ignoring the bewildered villagers and guards at the village entrance.

Some players, after their initial curiosity, were no longer content to stay in place and began to run outside.

Jing Yan, mixed in with the villagers, silently turned on the recording function, focusing the lens on the players running out, even thinking of a title: "What red name or no red name? Everyone has no words or health bars above their heads. If you don't report your ID, who knows what color your name is?"

The guards' fierce actions temporarily suppressed these new players.

But it was only temporary. Recovering from the shock, the brothers who came in with Da Ke Le were not happy. kanShuLa

"You dare to kill my brother Da Ke Le? Brothers, come on, let's go together and kill this NPC to avenge our brother!"

"That's right, barefoot people aren't afraid of those wearing shoes. We're all level 1 alts, what's there to fear about dying!"

"The blood is burning, let's kill him!"

"Charge!"

"One punch each, we'll bleed him to death!"

About a dozen people emerged from the crowd, cursing and rushing towards the guard.

Players love to join in on the fun. Seeing someone causing trouble, they immediately cheered and created an atmosphere. KanShuWu.ξà

But…

The guard expressionlessly swept his long spear horizontally, directly knocking down half of the dozen or so people rushing forward. Then, he raised his spear and aimed at the nearest person's neck, piercing a hole.

Before these dozen people could rush to the guard, most of them had already died halfway. Those who were swept to the ground by the long spear at the beginning were mercilessly finished off by the guard.

"Ah, this..."

The heated atmosphere instantly cooled down.

"No way, how can they be so weak!"

"Do they even know how to play? Getting killed with one spear!"

"Something's wrong, something's wrong, this game is not right."

Lin Ling saw that this group of refugees was finally behaving a little better, so she told them to go to the makeshift refugee shed outside the village—the pigsty-turned-shed where Shi Wu Liao and others had stayed the night before.

"Huh? Let us live here?"

"I'm throwing up, what kind of newbie treatment is this? Where's my traditional wooden sword and cloth suit set? Give it to me, I'm going to kill chickens!"

"What's wrong with it being dark? Can't we wander around when it's dark? There's no such thing! I'm a wilderness survival maniac, are there any brothers who want to go exploring with me?"

"Looking for a partner online, this girl has beautiful skin, a beautiful face, and long white legs!"

Some people left cursing, while others circled around the village entrance, seemingly wanting to climb over the wall—but this was meaningless. The people of Guyue Village were very united and could recognize unfamiliar faces at a glance. If they were discovered and reported to the guards, they could be executed on the spot.

There were also some people trying to get information from the guards at the village entrance, promising all kinds of benefits, wanting to get something for nothing.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to them.

More players listened obediently and stayed quietly in the refugee shed, waiting dryly.

It wasn't exactly dry waiting, because even just staying in the refugee shed, so many people chatting, and the novel game, kept them talking and chattering.

This phenomenon only came to an end with the arrival of Lord Han and Divine Doctor An.

Lord Han swept his gaze over the crowd of people gathered at the refugee shed at the entrance of the village and gave instructions.

"Light the human soul bonfire, and also have the village's craftsmen come over to see if there are any talents we can use."

After a pause, Lord Han asked strangely, "Where's Xiao Ye?"

Lin Ling twitched the corner of her mouth and briefly explained Fang Yue's leave of absence. As for the strange wounding incident that happened in the afternoon, she had already sent someone to report it to Lord Han when she returned to the village.

"I don't understand the habits of the refugees. Since he has something to do, let him be busy with it."

"Yes."

Upon seeing this, Lord Han gave some more instructions and left the village entrance.

In a few steps, he had already returned to the entrance of the Han mansion. Looking up at the bright moon in the high sky, Lord Han frowned slightly, couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough, opened his hand, and saw that his palm was full of red blood, with an eye-catching drop of black blood.

"...Can't hold on any longer..."

"Xiao Ye... spiritual root..."

"Will you be my last hope to embark on the path of immortality..."

Seeming to have thought of something, Lord Han restrained his emotions, pushed open the gate, and returned to the mansion to rest.

Not far from Lord Han's room, in Divine Doctor An's room.

A tall, strong man was tied up with ropes.

His muscles were tense, but his face was dull and foolish, and he could only make sounds like "aba aba" and "wai bi wai bi wai bi babu."

And this person was none other than Niu Niu.

Compared to his previous image, Niu Niu had become much bigger and stronger, and his heart and arms had been reattached. He looked muscular and like a tough guy.

At this moment, Niu Niu was sending messages to someone who was offline.

"Brother Ye! I've become stronger! And stronger! But my mouth is not working well!"

"Brother Ye! In the future, when you see me, no matter what I say, just look at my information."

"Brother Ye! Come and see me more often when you have time. Although I'm happy to become stronger, I always feel that Divine Doctor An's eyes on me are a bit strange!"

Seeing that Fang Yue didn't respond, Niu Niu had no choice but to log off.

The strong man in the room immediately became lifeless, motionless like a corpse.