My Players Are So Fierce

And the last option obviously played a trick by the development team, directly stating that there is a secret ahead, which player can resist such temptation?

While the fools were still contemplating how to choose one from the three options, the sly ghosts quickly picked up some strange ideas from this development team statement.

“Damn!

Why choose!

I want all three!”

Brother Meow was noisily sharing his thoughts on the forum:

“They didn’t say you could only choose one of the three routes!

First, gather the brothers who suffered losses to get the Shadow Elf Treasure, then find Lady Veylanth to divine the location of the lost equipment, and everyone can retrieve it while teaching those damn Gnolls a lesson.

If you really can’t get it back, then go cash it out at Crimson Castle.

Tsk tsk, three hits with one shot!

This is indeed a delightful thing.”

“Whoa, elder brother is solid!

This idea is impressive!”

Below, Tata Open and one Auto Tata Open immediately expressed admiration.

These two unlucky fellows hadn’t even warmed up the armor they bartered at Blackflame Mountain Pass before it exploded, currently shattered with heartbreak, seeing Brother Meow’s three hits with one shot idea, instantly grew excited.

But soon someone noticed a problem.

Graceful and composed “Lady Shui”: [Wait!

Brother Meow, you didn’t suffer any losses, weren’t you picking and choosing at the quartermaster when you disconnected?

My husband saw it with his own eyes!

You can’t even take this quest.]

Meow King: [Who said I didn’t suffer any losses!

Lady Shui, don’t speak recklessly, clearly, I ‘lent’ some unused equipment to the newbies, many people can attest to it!

Now the newbies lost equipment, doesn’t that mean I lost too?

Of course, I can take the quest!

Moreover, President Natalie here triggered a retrieval quest line for “Avalon Sacred Object – Green Wind,” only members of the Avalon Church can take it.

Aren’t you coming?]

Graceful and composed “Lady Shui”: [?!

Wait for me, I’m coming over!

I suddenly remember I lent some equipment to Belly Brother, that unlucky guy lost it while exploring the Kobold Dungeon with a group.

Huh, I can also go find the secret treasure.

Great!]

Woman Sword Saint of Reed Name: [Tsk tsk tsk, someone has learned bad things, but I’m not saying who, and my foolish mother lost the weapon I lent her, I also have to go seek justice for her.]

Frostfang’s Claw: [Miss Doris told me, this time it’s a real major secret treasure!

God Slayers, come quickly.]

So, players easily persuaded let go of their dissatisfaction and happily triggered quests, quickly helping Veylanther assemble an expedition team of 500 for departure.

A small part of them were unfortunate ones who suffered losses due to server downtime, most were team members of the unfortunate ones.

This obviously exploited the team mechanism for quest sharing to exploit a bug, but the development team turned a blind eye, and the remaining players didn’t really want to come, mainly because the Split Claw Clan launched an attack again, requiring defense at Blackflame Mountain Pass, they were summoned by Lord Hether temporarily unable to step away.

This matter just passed like that.

But Murphy encountered a bit of “trouble” on his side.

“Explain clearly!

What does ‘power transfer’ mean?”

In the residential area of Marsh Museum, Murphy in a casual robe weakly stared at Triss, who was preparing a sinister ritual before him.

He said in a deep voice:

“You said you can transfer your Ancestor’s Power to me?

What does this mean?”

“Don’t worry, it’s not a complete removal transfer, just ‘copying’ a portion of my power to you, it will make me weak, but considering my rank is far higher than yours, this weakness won’t affect my combat power.”

Triss explained:

“This spell is a sinister art I discovered while traveling the continent, from the Wave Fishman.

Those guys use this method to create a ‘Wave Destroyer’ in their tribe, each member would inscribe this sinister rune before battle, so when a Merfolk dies, its power transfers to other Merfolk.

Until in the end, there are only one or two super strong bastards left.

Wave Fishman reproduce well, those guys are oviparous, more prolific than Kobolds, though their combat power is generally weak, the civilization system is somewhat more advanced than Kobolds.

“It’s sinister art, Triss, I know you care for me, but no need to use this method.”

Murphy shook his head and said:

“This will burden me with a mental debt.”

“You owe me a lot, Murphy, no difference with this one, though I also owe you plenty.”

Triss snorted, giving Murphy no chance to refuse, she started the ritual.

Black smoke emerged from the burning various items, seemingly carrying away a portion of Triss’s power, then under Triss’s control, converged to form a smooth black pearl.

This surely felt uncomfortable, making Triss’s cheeks pale, but as she said, under the power of the Golden One, this bit of pain wouldn’t cause lasting harm.

Perhaps only needing a nap to restore the lost energy.

She handed the black pearl to Murphy, gesturing for him to eat it.

Murphy couldn’t refuse the goodwill, he took it in his palm and activated item identification: