My Players Are So Fierce

569: 196.

Do you need a license to fly in the Crimson Castle?

Is it also known as Mond city?

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569: 196.

Do you need a license to fly in the Crimson Castle?

Is it also known as Mond city?

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Holy crap, was the answer really this simple?

“Build a bond in battle, let it realize it needs you more than you need it.

It’s a simple yet practical approach.

Come on, my disciple.”

Murphy swung his blade whip, a quirky smile appearing on his handsome face as he said to Little Brother Fu, who stood trembling with his arms crossed:

“I’ll go easy on you…”

All anyone could hear were the frantic roars of the Scorpion Lion and the strange screams of Little Brother Fu coming from the hazy incense mist.

The smoke cleared minutes later to reveal Little Brother Fu in a somewhat tragic state, leaning against an equally beaten Scorpion Lion.

The animal contract between the two was clearly established.

The Scorpion Lion Stinkypoo extended its tongue to lick Little Brother Fu’s raised hand, reverting to its previous state of ‘family-like’ affection.

Murphy, on the other hand, appeared incognito.

The so-called ‘help’ was this simple.

It’s the classic Misattribution of Arousal – make companions in trouble establish an initial friendship.

But this theory isn’t just applicable to relationships between men and women, it works in the field of beast taming too.

“Whip-like weapons can be quite demonic, I may have gone a bit too hard just now…”

Murphy put away his still bleeding blade whip, glanced at Little Brother Fu, who was full of injuries but extremely satisfied, and whispered:

“But you know, it was necessary.”

Rich Boy hugged his newly familiarized baby Scorpion Lion, feeling the mental connection between him and his Scorpion Lion son.

He gratefully said to Murphy:

“Yes, thank you for your help, Sir Murphy.”

“Now send it back to the Star Realm.”

Murphy reminded him in a tone befitting a mentor NPC:

“Once you’ve recovered a bit, perform the second summon.

That way, even if your Scorpion Lion dies in the physical world, it can be reborn in the Star Realm.

This is very important to it.

Also, your side job needs to be scheduled soon.

However, I can give you a hint.

You have a knack for agility, so why don’t you ask my descendant Adel?

She might have some advice for you.”

With that, Murphy put his blade whip away and left with his giant wolf George, not paying any more attention to the crowd of young players buzzing around Brother Fu and his mighty Scorpion Lion.

“I’ve made up my mind!”

Little Wei Ming slapped her hands together with a tilted head and declared to Lumina:

“I want to keep a powerful pet too!

Since I’m a midnight hunter, to keep a Crow?

Or follow Sir Murphy and keep a Blood Vulture?

It goes with my identity as a descendant of the Blood Vulture Clan, and the Descendants of Mo Fei.

But where can I find a Blood Vulture?”

“Emmmm, I heard from the old Huntsman that there’s a flock of Blood Vultures in the Dark Mountain.”

Lumina scratched her head and said:

“But it’s a high-level map that we can’t go to yet.

So you…

Wait, why is there blood on your back?

Don’t you feel the pain?”

“Wow!

Why am I bleeding?

Wait…

Holy shit!

I know what this is, I’ve grown wings!

Hahaha, I can fly.”

With Little Wei Ming’s cheers, a pair of thin, blood-red wings sprouted abruptly yet dreamily from her back, and under her curious and clumsy control, slowly closed.

She thought it would be hard, but it was as natural as moving her arms.

As if it were innate…

She was even more excited.

“Let’s go, Lumina, find a high spot.

See me take you for a round in the sky.”

“Wait!

Have you completed the basic flying course with Mary?

Where’s your flying permit?

Hey, don’t pull me, can you fly with those just-grown wings?”

“Trust me, it’s fine!

I’m a fast learner!”

—

Murphy had initially planned to see off Scorpion Lion’s return to the Star Realm with Brother Fu, but he was embarrassed to admit that even though he was a Stellar Summoner, he had always been focusing on swordsmanship, with little time to polish his summoning skills.

Although he is also learning about the Star Realm, his knowledge is not as proficient as his swordsmanship.

However, just as he was about to leave, he received an important message that left him no time to play around with the young players.

[Territory new stronghold acquisition prompt!

Addition of ‘Pine Village’ as a subordinate administrative unit to Earl Cardman’s territory.

The number of people included is 217!]

Alongside this prompt, a spot on the periphery between Earl Cardman’s territory and the northern Count Cico’s connecting area on Murphy’s territory interface map lit up.

Obviously, it was another village persuaded by Milian’s envoys to accept Earl Cardman’s rule.

Such prompts had been popping out in the past few days, but the key point was that with the addition of 217 people from Pine Village, the total number of people under Earl Cardman’s rule in Murphy’s territory exceeded 10,000.

With a 1% human resource feedback, and the 30 slots already used up, he finally topped up the number of tester slots he had on hand to 70.

This meant he could summon another batch of new players into the “game”, and the number of players would reach 140, a 100% increase.

It was a pleasant thing indeed.

Although for the territory he has already determined, this number of players is still a drop in the ocean.

But Murphy firmly believed that things were getting better and better.

As long as he controlled the entire Transylvania and carefully nurtured it, having 2,000 players before the Black Disaster was not an unreachable goal.