My Players Are So Fierce

Orchid was keen to compete, but Lady Shui pulled her aside and whispered a few words in her ear, so Orchid decisively chose to give up.

This smooth progress surprised Stick Brother a bit.

He glanced at the Soul Reaper and Stomper at his side, hesitated for a moment, and looked at everyone in front of him, saying:

“Uh…

how about letting other brothers compete as well?”

“Compete my ass!

If you want it, just say so.”

The ever straightforward “General Cheche” leaned on his decaying soul magic wand and said with a smirk:

“We just checked out this thing and know its attributes.

It requires strength over 18 points to use…

damn!

At this stage, besides extreme cases like Great Shark and you Winged Cavalry blessed by the Mountain People, no one’s been able to lift it, right?

Quickly pack it up!

Don’t gain a benefit and pretend to be modest, let’s move on to the next item.”

“Yeah, yeah, everyone knows who this thing belongs to, but kid, you’d better show some appreciation, or it won’t sit well with everyone.”

Little Brother Fu, leaning on his Scorpion Lion which was licking its wounds, chimed in with a cheeky grin, giving Stick Brother a way out.

The happy Stick was also a man of the scene, joyfully stowing the Soul Reaper and Stomper into his bag, patting his chest and promising:

“With brothers being so righteous, Old Stick can’t afford to fall short.

We’ve got a treasure quest over at Westerburg, and conservatively estimating, the ingots in that vault could be exchanged for about 250,000 Gold Coins, which I’ll distribute entirely to the brothers without taking a single coin for myself.

Little Brother Fu, consider this me owing you one this time, and I’ll compensate you when we find a big treasure next time, alright?”

“I don’t need money…

I already told you guys to do your thing without worrying about my thoughts.”

Rolling his eyes, the unfazed Brother Mao didn’t care for Stick Brother’s odd middle-aged pride.

“The remaining four miracle creations are the King of Bone Biting’s Hunting Crown, uh, that’s the name of this miracle armor, which also has an official name called the ‘Security Captain’s Combat Exoskeleton’…

By the way, the real identity of the King of Bone Biting is actually the ‘Security Captain’ of some weird organization, right?”

Stick Brother curiously patted the set of cool mechanical armor in werewolf styling left in the weapon box, saying:

“Why do its weapons and armor have a ‘Security Captain’ prefix?

This good fantasy-style loot just suddenly veered off into sci-fi territory!”

“Tch, that’s because you don’t pay much attention to deep plots or dig for clues.”

Lady Shui, holding her increasingly handy war bow, explained in the crowd:

“Actually, our guild’s Mengha has, in her ‘Transylvania Story Researcher Salon’, deduced the background of this continent from various traces.

Before this Era of Chaos we have now, there was a ‘Golden Era’.

That was a truly high-tech civilization, and did you notice the racial talents of the Wolf People revealed on the forum?

They’re the ‘Sons of Creation’.

I think this might have something to do with the legendary ‘creator’.

“Huh?

Creator?”

Meow Brother, leaning on his dwarf’s axe, asked with confusion:

“The same creator that the Sanghai People believe in?”

“Yes, it should be the same divine spirit.”

Lady Shui said:

“The exact situation can’t be explored right now, but from the gear left by the King of Bone Biting, it’s certain that the origin of the Wolf People definitely wasn’t naturally born, perhaps they were biological weapons researched by the creator.

Hey, everyone says the main storyline of this game is the Black Disaster and the rise of vampires, but it’s not.

According to Mengha’s deduced theories, the real main storyline of the game has always been hidden in these background stories.

She suspects it’ll ultimately link back to some stories of the Golden Era.

But these can be discussed slowly later…

This set of ‘Hunting King’s Crown’ armor will be claimed by our Silver Moon Group!

We withdraw from all further equipment competitions.”

“Hey, Aunt Shui, this is a whole set of armor, your appetite is too big!”

Ayu argued rationally:

“Doing so makes it difficult for others to get powerful items.”

“Do you still plan to take it apart?”

Lumina spun her poet’s flute, sighing and saying:

“My poor Xiaobao, go see for yourself, even though it’s a set, it’s displayed as one piece of equipment!

This combat exoskeleton is integral, and I’m sure if you take it apart here, no one on the continent could put it back together.”

“Right, the Hunting Crown is a single piece of equipment, not a set.”

Stick Brother, in charge of distributing loot, clarified this point, saying:

“But just like I said earlier, if the Silver Moon Group wants to take this away, they have to show some appreciation to the brothers here.”

“Then let’s make it one manufacturing item of at least commander level per person.”

Lady Shui said with an air of nonchalance:

“Recently, Brother Mao and I are planning to venture into manufacturing skills, and we got a lot of blueprints at the Blackflame Mountain Pass.

We’ll provide the basic materials, and you can bring your own core materials to my shop to custom order the style and appearance you want for free.

My suggestion is to make a cloak.

We have the blueprint for the Blood Fear Clan’s Crimson Vanguard Cloak.

Its attributes are excellent, and its appearance is very majestic.

You’re sure to like it, and it can even be used as a camp sleeping bag, plus it has an entry that grants ‘thirty seconds of Damage Stopping at Death’.

Equates to an extra life.”

“Damn!

Aunt Shui is so generous and powerful!

I, Ayu, am convinced.”