My Players Are So Fierce

903: 307.

Hundred Days of Massive Construction and Action!_2

903: 307.

Hundred Days of Massive Construction and Action!_2

“Damn, Uncle Ferdin’s symptoms are getting worse, I heard he got himself a set of Knight Armor and put it on at home, just to walk around outside, and even fought with his wife over it?”

“No kidding?

We’re just role-playing, but he’s really mad.”

The low muttering of two young gamers nearby made Vomit Mud Sauce blink, and he leaned in to ask:

“You guys together?

What’s wrong with this buddy?

He really believes this stuff in real life?”

“Er, Uncle Ferdin is a firm materialist, it’s just that… um, how should I explain it to you?”

A handsome young man with long hair scratched his head, unable to find the right words to describe his companion after several seconds of hesitation.

With his hands spread out, he succinctly told Vomit Mud Sauce:

“He’s just a drama king!”

“Er, that explanation, surprisingly casual and yet surprisingly convincing.”

Vomit Mud Sauce laughed, reaching out a hand to say:

“Hello, buddy, I’m Vomit Mud Sauce.”

“Oh, hi, I’m the Legendary Warrior.”

The two young men of similar age shook hands.

At that moment, all 140 players from the same batch who had logged into the game were already online and active in the Midnight Room.

The Legendary Warrior looked around and proudly said to Vomit Mud Sauce:

“Our Rushing River Knights Group’s two advance teams of 80 have all arrived.

Are you a lone wolf?

Wanna play with us?

But you’ll have to pick a ‘nickname’ for yourself, after all, ‘Vomit Mud Sauce’ doesn’t sound like the nickname a Holy Light Believer would have.

It totally ruins the immersion, man.”

“Er, forget it, I’m actually here to find someone, playing the game is just secondary.”

Vomit Mud Sauce laughed and politely declined the Warrior’s invitation.

He was in a rush to find his own father.

After seeing the game’s claimed 100% realism with his own eyes, Vomit Mud Sauce understood why his dad was so addicted.

Which man wouldn’t be muddled by what’s in front of him now?

“This place has too much negative energy, I think we better not stay for too long.”

Vomit Mud Sauce walked on, but had only taken a few steps when he overheard some guy muttering to another tall man:

“I just glanced at the feng shui, this cursed place is full of dire omens.

Anyone who buries a coffin here is asking for trouble!”

“Need you say it?

We’re right in a nest of ‘evil spirits’ now.”

The tall man sneered:

“Burying coffins?

This is where a group of Vampires live, for all you know they might love this kind of ominous feng shui…

Hey!

Look!

Those four girls over there are gorgeous, seems like they are a group.”

“Girls?

Where are the girls?”

The shortest and chubbiest of the trio suddenly popped his head around, following the direction pointed out by the tall guy’s hand, and sure enough, the four ladies were attracting a lot of attention among the new group of 140 people.

High and low, fat and thin––their individual features weren’t important, but these four girls gathered together all had a kind of cold, serious yet heavy and helpless air about them.

It was as if everyone else came to play a game, while they came to “work.”

Vomit Mud Sauce was certain of this, because he carried the same air about him when he dragged his tired body to work every Monday…

“Cough cough, my Warriors!”

While the new players whispered among themselves or looked for their respective teams, a prearranged Spiritual Energy ritual was suddenly activated.

With a deep voice resonating, a crimson mist dispersed, and alongside the exaggerated flapping of Blood Wings, Sir Morphy and the Grand Duke of Cui Si made their first appearance before the new players as the “Vampire couple,” the “main NPC.”

The seasoned players waiting around the Midnight Room had heard Sir Morphy’s “debut speech” so many times their ears were calloused.

It was all about Transylvania blah blah, about Crimson Castle blah blah, about the Blood Vulture Clan blah blah, but since the new players were seeing the dashing Vampire, Sir Morphy, for the first time, they listened intently.

After the pleasantries and introductions were over, Morphy’s tone suddenly changed.

Under the gaze of 140 new players and some veterans, he said in a grave voice:

“Thanks to the assistance of Warriors from Another World, Transylvania has triumphed over the scourge of the Jackal and Wolf People on this land, a great victory indeed.

However, as summoned heroes, your journey as Warriors should not be confined to slaughter and conquest alone.

I believe you should take on a more important responsibility.

Construction!

A sense of achievement as profound as that from destruction, it is the bringing of light and prosperity, symbolizing Order and the future, and it shall be accomplished by all survivors on this land together!”

“Ding!”

To the surprise of all the veterans, a new mission was triggered on their Calculating Pearls.

The new players, without Calculating Pearls, didn’t understand the veterans’ restlessness.

They were newbies, unaware of what the “Main Quest Update” entailed.

At that very moment, Honorary Knight Taipal, who was preparing for “the wedding,” looked seriously at the floating words on his Calculating Pearl, as per the earlier advice from Administrator Alpha:

[Main Quest Chapter 1 “Dawn of Transylvania” Phase 3 ‘Hundred-Day Great Construction Action’ Updated!

Quest Description: With the rich spoils from the Warrior’s strikes under Lord Morphy’s command, the threat of the Jackal and Wolf People causing havoc across Transylvania has been eliminated, and the allegiance of Count Cico and the Winged Cavalry has finally allowed Lord Morphy’s fame to spread throughout the lands of Transylvania.