"Creation? Players? Game? "
On the other side of the city, Adil's mouth twitched as he rode on the city's streets. For some reason, he felt a deep sense of déjà vu.
As an experienced transmigrator, he knew something about games even though he didn't know much about them.
Those few "players" didn't keep their mouths shut.
Perhaps because they subconsciously thought that this was a game world, the visitors from the other world only slightly concealed some of the information. After the surrounding residents had all left, they openly discussed there, completely without any awareness of being on guard.
After all, if these visitors treated this world as some sort of game, they naturally wouldn't be as vigilant as they were in the real world.
Moreover, there seemed to be some sort of defense mechanism on these visitors from another world.
Just as Adil was spying on those visitors, some kind of unique power emerged from them, directly weakening the presence of those visitors, causing their words to be blocked.
Adil reckoned that if he hadn't developed his origin after advancing to level 4, he would've been affected by the shielding power and ignored their words.
This could also explain some of the abnormalities.
After all, reality wasn't a real game. If these players didn't have any defense mechanism on them, with their abnormalities, they would've long attracted the attention of the surrounding natives, leading to all sorts of consequences.
However, with the shielding power, these players could live in this world safely. Some abnormal actions and words wouldn't attract the attention of the surrounding natives.
"Interesting, the protection of the world's consciousness?"
A smile appeared on Adil's face as he sensed the aura of the otherworldly visitors.
He wasn't unfamiliar with the power on those visitors. Instead, he had experienced it in many worlds before.
It was the power that belonged to the world's consciousness. However, compared to the worlds that Adil had experienced before, the power of the world's consciousness on these visitors was more active. It wasn't as dead as other worlds, and it was filled with a sense of liveliness.
This was understandable. After all, at the juncture of the world's fusion, it was impossible for the world's consciousness to remain silent even if it wanted to. It was normal for it to go from silent to active.
"Players …"
Silently muttering the word, Adil's expression didn't change as he looked to the side. "Loen."
"Your Highness, what instructions do you have?" Loen rode forward and asked respectfully to Adil.
"What do you think about recruiting some local soldiers?" Adil asked thoughtfully as he looked at Loen.
"That's a necessary thing to do." Loen was taken aback before he nodded. "Even if Your Highness didn't say it, I would've suggested it to you."
"Sisley City's defenses are too lax. If anything happens, I'm afraid it'll be very dangerous."
"In a few days, send people around the city to announce this news." Looking in a certain direction in the distance, Adil seemed to be pointing at something. "Don't rush to dismiss the original 200 guards in the city. Keep them there and train them for a while."
"Before the end of this month, we have to replenish the original 500 soldiers.
Loen fell silent for a moment before saying, "I'm afraid it'll cost a lot of money."
"Sisley City's taxes for the past three years haven't been transferred. That's a sum of money. In addition, I can also fork out money at critical times," Adil said indifferently.
As a prince, the original owner of Adil's body wasn't like those in novels. He was clearly a prince, but he lived a life worse than a servant.
Although this body wasn't favored by the original owner's father, he was still a legitimate prince. Although the wealth he had accumulated over the past two decades wasn't comparable to some large nobles, it was definitely not little. It was easy to recruit a few hundred people.
"Then there's no problem." Upon hearing Adil's words, Loen revealed a smile. He patted his chest and guaranteed to Adil, "As long as there's enough money, it'll be very easy to recruit suitable soldiers here."
"I hope so." Adil nodded before looking to the side with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
Aren't those players waiting for me to make a move? Then I'll go along with them and give them a chance.
In the next few days, Adil didn't show too many abnormalities. He only seemed to be a lot more diligent. He handled various matters in the mansion and completed the handover of Sisley City.
According to the plan, he also sent people to the various streets in the city to publicize the recruitment of soldiers.
"It's coming, it's coming!"
At noon, the sun shone high in the sky, roasting the entire city like a huge furnace.
On a high platform in the city, a young herald who was dressed decently was giving a speech.
The content of the speech wasn't much. There were only a few things. The most important thing was the news of Adil's recruitment of soldiers.
"… The soldiers who pass the screening can settle their food and lodging in the marquis's mansion. They will receive 53 Nars and two big bags of wheat every month …"
A series of loud voices came down from the high platform. Not long after, when the announcement was completed, the herald frowned as he looked at the crowd below. In the end, he squeezed out while sweating profusely and went to the next place to announce.
This was the limitation of this backward society. Communication was basically done by shouting.
There was paper, but unfortunately, the literacy rate in this world was obviously not high. If it was like those notices posted in television dramas, Adil reckoned that there wouldn't be many people who could understand it.
After all, what he wanted to recruit were soldiers, not some miracle doctor or hero. It was normal for them to be illiterate.
Due to this situation, he could only order to set up high platforms in various places as temporary reading points. He sent people to use the most primitive method to announce the decree.
"Slim, we guessed it right!"
Standing outside a platform and looking at the crowd that was gradually dispersing, Lerla was a little excited, "The new lord has indeed ordered to recruit soldiers. Our chance has come!"
"As long as we become regular soldiers, we can break away from our current identity and directly enter the military system of this city. We can start the next step of development!"
He said a little excitedly. His tanned face was covered with many beads of sweat.
Although he had the identity of a 'player', this' game 'was extremely unfriendly to players like them.
Whether it was for the sake of authenticity or for some other reason, when players were born in the game, apart from the clothes they were wearing, they were usually completely white. Simply put, they were poor.
But even if they had no money, players still needed to eat in this world. Otherwise, their hunger points would gradually decrease and they would starve to death like ordinary people.
Hence, when they were first born, these players could be said to have tried all sorts of methods in order to not let their characters starve to death.
Some stole, some sold themselves as laborers, and some even hunted for wild vegetables. In short, there were people who tried all sorts of methods.
As players born in the State of Elka, these people's lives were especially miserable.
The State of Elka was famous for being an evil place. It was not a prosperous place at all. It was surrounded by bandits and aborigines.
It could be said that it was extremely difficult for these players to develop in this place. They could not find many opportunities at all.
Right now, the recruitment of the local lord was an extremely good opportunity for these players.
This was an official recruitment, and they were recruiting regular soldiers, not cannon fodder temporarily conscripted during wartime.
As the standing power of the territory, this kind of regular army was not very precious, but it was also rare for them to be openly recruited.
This time, they were only able to encounter it because of the complicated situation near Sisli City and the fact that the new lord had just taken office and did not have enough military power.
"As long as we become warriors, with our abilities, as long as we're willing to put in the effort, we'll be able to slowly make a name for ourselves."
After walking a few rounds on the spot, Lera said with some excitement, "If we can become an officer, it'll open up a new situation. It'll be much more convenient for us in the future."
He looked at the gentle young man beside him and asked, "Slim, how many members do we have near Sisli City?"
"I've already counted. There are a total of 78 people." At the side, Slim nodded and said, "But there are only 53 male members. The rest are all female members. They don't meet the requirements for this recruitment of warriors."
"53 people are enough." Lera nodded. "After we go offline, send a message and tell them to put down what they're doing and gather with us."
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