My Players Are So Fierce

“Uh, singing and dancing?”

Brother Black Silk tentatively asked, only to receive unanimous contempt from the others.

“With your singing that runs off to granny’s house after two lines, better forget about it.”

Ring Attack said with disdain:

“Us brothers don’t have any artistic genes, I think we shouldn’t embarrass ourselves.

Also, it was clearly stated in the post, it’s about promoting the culture of foreign races, get it?

It’s what we have that they don’t.

I reckon this is bait thrown by the developers, planning to use the players’ help to fill in some gaps in the world they’ve designed.

How cunning.”

“So what do we do?”

Brother Black Silk spread his hands and said:

“Lumi has already decided to rent a booth, we ought to show off some skills, right?”

“Hey, knew you wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

Brother Meow sneered and said:

“I now feel that our little group really needs someone dedicated to the construction of spiritual civilization…

I’ve already prepared, using the skits we wrote when we were preaching in the Kato area, why not do storytelling or crosstalk.

Ring Attack, aren’t you from Tianjin?

Can you do crosstalk?”

“Let me tell you, this is discrimination with a twist!

Why would you assume that every Tianjiner can do crosstalk?

We in Tianjin also have many other valuable cultural heritages, okay?

I think you’re just asking for a beating.”

“Quit the nonsense, just tell us if you can do it or not?”

“Uh…

I can, not only did I learn crosstalk when I was a kid, I can also clack the bamboo board, but the question is, what should I say?”

“Use those stories we made up, like the great war of Avalon against Na Gou, the northern wind wolf chasing the terror demons, use your local templates to polish them, throw in some features from other regions.

Look at how the villages do preaching, learn from them, use the methods that the masses enjoy.

If we need to perform opera, we will sing, not to brag, but I can belt a few lines of Bangzi opera.

Even if we don’t get an award from the administrative office this time, at least we’ll get some support from the Avalon Church.

Trust me!

Seeing how enthusiastic we are about promotion, Old Eugene will definitely give out big gold tickets, and remember, all of us brothers still have a mission given out by Avalon’s Boss, don’t forget about that.

Whether we can complete that mission before the Black Disaster strikes, this is our last shot.

I don’t know about you, but I’m sick of the name ‘Blackhand clan’, I urgently need some luck spells to set our fortune straight!”

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“We’re going to rent a booth!”

While the “preaching head” Brother Meow was casting his charm over his own team members, in the game’s Crimson Fortress Commercial District, in the backstage of Lady Shui’s clothing store, several girls from the Pride of the Silvermoon team were gathered here.

On their table was a steaming dish of “Garlic Spicy Crawfish”.

Well, actually it was a classic dish made by the chef Star Soul Eagle, who bought the shrimp from a local fisherman.

These shrimps were bigger and had shells that were easier to peel than crawfish, thus once this dish was recreated, it immediately became a signature dish of the “East Mountain Residence”.

“East Mountain Residence” was the name of the restaurant Star Soul Eagle had opened in the commercial district, and that Martial Monk now seemed to have the potential to become a “giant in the catering industry”.

“This is a great opportunity to strengthen our guild!”

Lady Shui, with gloves on, peeled the steamy hot shrimp, stuffed a fragrant piece of shrimp meat into Little Wei Ming’s mouth next to her, and then said to the others:

“I’ve analyzed it, our women’s guild wanting to grow by relying on the player community is basically impossible, not to mention what proportion of girls play games, just the realistic and hardcore gameplay of ‘Real Different World’ alone is enough to deter most women.

Therefore, we’ve got to start with the locals.

Recruit some female warriors to join us.”

“Yeah, I didn’t believe it before.”

Hugging a cup of hot water, Meng HaHa, somewhat dispirited, muttered quietly:

“This 100% realism, was it really necessary to simulate those few days every month in such detail?

Are the developers sick or what…

Thank goodness Governor Milian provided some items for half-body women to use, or I would’ve gone crazy.

With this level of ‘realism’, it’s not realistic to grow our own numbers.

I was still talking about getting some junior sisters to join the event, but they refused before I even finished talking.

Sigh.”

Sister Pomegranate patted Meng HaHa on the shoulder, looking helpless:

“Remember to drink more hot water.”

“Hey, hey, hey, we’re talking serious stuff here, keep it serious!”

Lumina coughed and asked while eating delicious garlic crawfish:

“So, how are we going to deal with this booth rental?

We don’t have any special talents to showcase.

I can play a few tunes, Orchid has learned ballet, but I don’t think the locals will appreciate this, will they?

Not to rant about Transia People, but the local customs here are quite tough, the old and young masters here won’t enjoy high-end, upscale art.”

“Then let’s go with something low-end!”

Lady Shui narrowed her eyes and smiled, a look that made the girls beside her shiver, realizing that tonight, Lady Shui had specially bought shrimp to gather them here for nothing good.

“No, what are you planning to do?”

Orchid, who had been eating shrimp with her head down, looked up, her face full of horror:

“Are you planning some vulgar performance?

Wow, even though it’s just a game, you’re really going all out, huh?”