"The half-fallen sign at the entrance has also been fixed by them.
"And a young girl told me to rest, saying she could mix drinks and help me watch the shop.
"I've never seen such enthusiastic people. I think you should go out now and advise them to conserve their energy and not tire themselves out before the Red Sand people arrive."
Lily smiled: "That's just how they are. They love to work; they feel uncomfortable if they don't work for a day. You'll get used to it."
Old Nissen was utterly confused.
What? Are there really people in this world who enjoy doing such chores?
Lily explained: "How should I put it? Just think of it as them having a disease where they'll die if they don't work. To help them cure their illness, just give them anything to do, and a small reward will suffice. They might occasionally refuse, but most of the time, they will honestly accept."
Old Nissen's face was filled with astonishment. He had truly never seen such people in his life.
"Where did you find such a group of oxen and horses... no, such a group of people?"
Old Nissen caught himself in time, but he still accidentally blurted out his true thoughts.
Lily's lips twitched.
"This is hard to explain. Just interact with them normally. Oh, and unless absolutely necessary, it's best not to conflict with them. They are mostly gentle, but once they get angry, it will definitely lead to very serious consequences, even I might not be able to hold them back."
Old Nissen said he would remember.
Even after leaving Lily's residence, he remained in a daze.
Disturbed by him, Lily remembered something she hadn't done. She quickly contacted Anya and asked Anya to arrange for players to return the items that Excavation Princess had previously taken from the residents of the 11th Shelter.
The next morning.
When the initial excitement wore off and players were recovering their stamina at Old Nissen's tavern, the roar of cars echoed from outside the Shelter.
Three vehicles, like tanks, brazenly stormed into the Shelter, nearly running over a pedestrian. The pedestrian was about to curse, but upon seeing the emblem on the hats of the people in the cars, their face turned green with fear.
Aren't these the Red Sand Camp people? What's going on? Didn't they just come a few days ago?
The first to jump out of the car was a burly man with a rough face, followed by a woman with a tattoo on her chest.
The woman had a particularly fiery temper. She grabbed the pedestrian by the collar.
"Frodo came to investigate here a few days ago and then completely disappeared. Tell me, did you kill him?!"
Pointed at by the dark muzzle of a gun, the pedestrian almost peed their pants in fear.
"It's a misunderstanding! The Red Sand Camp is renowned; how would we dare to harm anyone from the Red Sand Camp!"
His cries did not soften the fierce woman's attitude in the slightest; instead, she became even more violent.
"Still daring to be stubborn, huh? I'd like to see if your mouth is tougher, or my bullet is!"
The pedestrian immediately burst into tears.
The fierce woman frowned, then forcefully threw the pedestrian to the ground, and after throwing him, she kicked him several times.
"Useless trash!"
She turned to the burly man beside her: "It seems he really doesn't know."
The burly man said: "If he doesn't know, then we'll check others. In just ten days, we've lost two groups of people; we're almost completely disgraced. If we don't find the killer, the boss will never let us off, and you know the boss's methods."
The fierce woman seemed to recall something, her body trembling uncontrollably. She quickly led her people to investigate inside the Shelter.
Wanderer from the Red Sand Camp stormed through, and soon extracted the existence of players from the mouths of the Shelter residents.
"According to them, those people arrived just these past few days. Not only did they help them with chores, but they also returned the things that were stolen from them."
"Oh?" The burly man's eyebrows raised slightly. "Did we encounter a living Buddha in the desert? Interesting. They're completely unafraid of our Red Sand. I wonder if they'll still be smiling after they experience my gun."
Led by the burly man, the Red Sand Wanderers began searching for traces of players in the Shelter. As they searched, they found the tavern run by Old Nissen.
The fierce woman immediately kicked the door open.
Then, she walked in arrogantly, holding her gun.
"All irrelevant personnel immediately retreat! Outsiders and the tavern owner, stay put!"
Instantly, dozens of gazes turned towards her.
Bang bang!
The fierce woman fired two shots at the ceiling. She smiled broadly: "You Outsiders really have some guts, daring to lay hands on our Red Sand people."
As soon as she finished speaking, all the players sitting in the tavern stood up, a packed group of over twenty people, a somewhat spectacular sight at a glance.
The fierce woman bellowed: "Where's your leader? Make him get out here!"
The group of players exchanged glances, then started arguing in front of the fierce woman.
"Just one person, not enough to go around."
"Let me do it, I just learned a new skill a few days ago, now's a good time to try it out."
"I need experience to level up, let me have it."
"First come, first served, you bastards!"
The fierce woman was completely unaware of the danger. Seeing that the players were completely ignoring her, she fired another shot at the ceiling.
"Delay for another second, and the next shot will land on..."
Her words were cut off halfway by a player.
"Stop arguing, stop arguing, there's more than one monster."
The other players all turned their heads, just in time to see the rest of the Red Sand people walking in from outside the door.
What was there to hesitate about then?
Charge!
Patrick Star led the charge, with the other players close behind. In an instant, the Red Sand Wanderers who had just walked in from outside the door were swarmed by players.
Old Nissen, standing behind the bar, was bewildered.
No, how can they fight like this? The other side has guns!
He turned his gaze to Lily, who was calmly drinking water nearby.
Lily first yelled at the players to leave two people alive, and then said:
"No need to worry, they'll handle it."
This long-chaotic Goli Desert, it was time for the players to cleanse it!
Old Nissen hesitated to speak.
He thought he was gradually understanding Lily, but the more he interacted with Lily, the more unfathomable he found her to be.
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