363.Chapter 361 – Is the Wheelchair Freak from the 360 Game 1 again?

Chapter 361: 360.Is the wheelchair freak in the game going +1 again?

Murphy was finally able to clear out that urn he kept in his office.

This is a good thing for the lord, even as a vampire of the Midnight Ethnicity, even as an evil creature in the eyes of others, a dark ethnicity born under the Midnight, the style of placing a jar of ashes as a decorative item in the place where he works and lives is still a bit too “forward”.

When he handed Turner the urn of Mr. X’s ashes, he warned:

“This thing is purified, after all, you know his situation, the purification fire originating from the Church of Avalon burned away part of his mass. It was a necessary thing, I hope the Frost Dwarves don’t mind.”

“But there is enough of this left to put Lord Latir in the ground.”

The Winter Wolf Warrior Monk did not pick and choose.

He cradled the urn in his arms with both hands in a very respectful manner, and the moment he was in his hands, the Winter Wolf devotee sensed another aura on the urn.

It was as vast as the gaze of the God of the North Wind and possessed a weight that could not be ignored.

This immediately made him realize what Murphy meant when he said that the gaze of the “three gods” was focused on the Scarlet Fortress.

This vampire governor actually did not lie, and he was so big-hearted that he dared to put the object of the Mother Earth Gaia’s gaze in his own office, but you are a vampire, big brother!
Aren’t you afraid that one day Gaia will wake up in a bad mood and do a continental shelf rip or a nine-ring seismic spell on you or your city?
Turner’s strange look was noted by Murphy.

The vampire barely needed to use his desire senses to guess what was going on in this guy’s mind, and he didn’t explain much, just waved his hand and said:

“Now that you have joined Transylvania for a common goal, to share in the greatness with those of us who are about to suffer, then perhaps I should arrange a more formal position for you.

With regards to the newly formed ‘Shadow Tracer Faction’ .”

“Huh?”

Turner was genuinely surprised this time.

The weathered Yankee martial arts monk said with round eyes:

“They were just formed? That can’t be right!”

“Well, just over five hours since its inception, to be exact.”

Murphy explained matter-of-factly, with a grin:

“I know where your surprise stems from, and I do not hide the fact that the techniques my warriors use are not inherited from this great land.

I am about to tell you a secret, but you must swear to the God of the North Wind not to reveal it freely.

I hope you understand the importance of this oath.

For they are the most important thing I have to rely on when it comes to chasing the Twilight, and I suspect that you will not find warriors in this world as resilient and undaunted as they are.

This Oath of Secret Keeping is likewise not a request.”

Lord Turner was always very serious when it came to matters of the Dusk.

After realizing that Murphy wasn’t joking, he made the oath in the name of his god with the sincerity expected of a Winter Wolf devotee, and a cold wind that came from nowhere blew, swirling around the two men for a few weeks before dissipating quietly.

This meant that the oath to keep the secret was established.

It was then that Murphy informed the warriors of the truth to the martial monk in front of him, and looking at Turner’s shocked expression, he said:

“No matter how deeply rooted the Twilight is in our world, or how powerful they are on this continent, they cannot affect life in the Otherworld. So in a war that is destined to be protracted, I will only trust my warriors without reservation, and I believe you can do the same.

But as you can see, my warriors may be tough, but they lack the guidance of advanced skill and understanding of the dangers of the continent.

In the case of the Shadowfangs, I am certain that the guild has a bright future ahead of it, but the journey of these otherworldly warrior monks would be much smoother if they had a recognizably strong person to engage and assist them.

I would like you to join the Shadow Trail Faction.

Of course, you are a member of the Church of the Winter Wolves, and I am not asking you to betray your faith, only to join them as a guest.

I am also confident that my warriors will not refuse you.”

“I need to think about it.”

Turner didn’t answer right away, he said:
“I’m not just a martial monk of the Winter Wolf Church, I’m also an ordained monk of the Eye of the Wolf God Monastery, this kind of change in discipline must be communicated with Master Yuri before I can give an answer, but I think that Master Yuri will not refuse.

He has also received the will of the God of the North Wind, and has brought his colleagues from the monastery to Transylvania, where they are destined to remain for a long time.

And as they do not fulfill the same duties here for the God of the North Wind as I do, I hope that you and your officers will not make things difficult for them.”

“I will even build them another new hidden monastery here, if they will stay.”

Murphy grinned:
“I do not resist the faith of the God of the North Wind taking root in Transylvania; as you can see, my lords have suffered greatly, and their spiritual world is desolate.

In this dangerous world, faith is not just an excuse to comfort oneself, that is more of a protection and armament for the mind.

You may convey my message to that Yuri master.

If he wishes the bravery of the God of the North Winds to live on in Transylvania, then he can go forward to the Administrative Office and seek out Sister Jules, and my religious administrators will give them a chance.

Speaking of which, my warriors intend to host a feast this evening, and they have sent me humble invitations; would you like to accompany me?”

“I thank you for your kindness, but I will take one night to decide what way my life in Transylvania should begin.”

Turner clutched the urn of Lord Latir’s ashes as he said:

“Although you have assured me that the vicinity of the Scarlet Fortress is safe, I still need to spend a few days wandering around to check it out for myself, the Eye of the Wolf God has given me the ability to track subspace contamination, consider this my first service to Transylvania.”

“Well, my territory will need you.”

Murphy nodded.

He waved goodbye to the winter wolf warrior monk, then quietly faded into the heavy night air, and seconds after returning to his office, Tris’s silhouette stepped out of the shadows in the corner of Murphy’s office,

She played with her serenade scepter and said:
“I overheard your conversation and learned that a Winter Wolf ‘Chosen of God’ has come forward to join me, which is quite a rarity, my little Murphy.

It seems your career is truly on track.

Should I not congratulate you?”

“It was a fluke, Turner was willing to join us not because of how attractive Transylvania was to him, but simply because there was a common enemy, and the fact that we had defeated the Dusk no doubt gave him more than enough hope after what had previously been a solo operation.”

Murphy shook his head:
“However that kind of defection and unity is not replicable, it’s not exactly the kind of ‘attraction’ I’m looking for. I am curious though, after all, this is the first time I’ve seen a true Chosen of God as well.”

“Not the first time.”

Tris corrected:
“Old Finok can be considered Avalon’s Divine Chosen in a sense, but of course his situation is rather unique.

I know what you’re curious about, the Chosen don’t just have supremacy and special influence among these religious powers, many of them are given real powers by their own gods.

For example, Turner just told you that he has the ‘Eye of the Wolf God’ to track subspace contamination, which might just be one of the many blessings of this ring-bearing monk.

However, in my perception, the Chosen of God are not as friendly and easy to deal with as he is.

99% of the Chosen of God are fanatical believers, and the remaining 1% are truly insane.

They basically won’t talk about ideals and the future with pagans, so my advice to you is that from your status as a vampire, you’d better stay away from them.

Lest you become an ‘offering’ to the gods dedicated by a suddenly insane Chosen God one day.”

“Hmm.”

Murphy nodded, then asked:

“What have you been doing the past few days? Tris, you haven’t been skulking around, you haven’t been lazying around, you haven’t even been drinking heavily, and you’ve been locking yourself in your office and alchemy hut all day,

It’s like you’re a different person, makes me wonder if you’re preparing something that will scare me?” “Nothing, it’s just that the part of my personality that belongs to a psychic has suddenly become very industrious.”

Tris said skittishly:
“Don’t worry, this intermittent power-hungry exuberance will soon subside and then I’ll be back to my usual mopey, salty self again Didn’t you say you were going to the banquet tonight?
Your little players sent me the invitations, saying they were inviting me to taste ‘exotic flavors’.”

The Blood Vulture Archduke held up something he was dragging with his psychic energy in his left hand and said:

“Look, I even brought my own booze, so when do we leave?”

“There’s no rush, they’re probably still getting ready this time.”

Murphy fished out his own pocket watch to check the time, and said to Tris:
“We’ll go over there in half an hour, take a look at this first.”

He returned to his desk and took out a specially marked text from a pile of documents and handed it to Tris, who impatiently took it in her hand and glanced at it before frowning.

She said:

“Your jackals actually did find something extraordinary in the Filthy Swamp, ah, if a third of this report is true then we’re going to have a headache for a long time to come.”

“I told you that Hogg and its clan would come in handy.”

Murphy smiled:
“This intelligence level support is just the beginning, they’ll shine later. As for trouble, chit, that’s the last thing Transylvania needs, I got used to it a long time ago, I’m in a good frame of mind now.

Eat and drink, don’t put anything on your mind, go, Xiao Cui, bring chopsticks, eat the banquet!”
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“Wow, this aroma! This color! The classic shape!”

Under the night in the advance camp, where an “otherworldly banquet” was scheduled to be arranged tonight, looking at the plate of spicy rabbit meat served by Orchid Flower, little Vikrama was already drooling with excitement.

The rest of the student party was busy giving the “chef” Star Soul Eagle a hand, a group of students were laughing and joking as they washed the dishes, watching the other people look confused.

You are not playing the game to play stupid?
Usually in the reality of the home home mom let you help pick a dish with lazy cancer as late as a variety of reasons to touch the fish, how to work in the game is so full of power? The chef didn’t give you any rewards?

“But this dish is really authentic!”

Invited to the big bird turn to turn the group of smoke sang to go over in the makeshift stove side of a circle, back to the already seated waiting for the start of the meal Qu and three five bucket said:
“It really has a few real moments of the master chefs in other people’s Sichuan restaurants.”

“He is a family heirloom.”

Ring Chong pinched a carrot and skimmed it:
“That guy and I are still from the same hometown, but it’s a pity that I didn’t learn this skill, otherwise I would have opened a chain of stores in Transylvania, so I should really let the cooks in the camp learn from others. Every day is stewed vegetables and frozen dried fish, people have no appetite to eat.”

“Isn’t the cook here?”

Little Hands said with a smile:
“Even the great cook Xiao Wan is here, I reckon that little old Star Soul Eagle is going to start his gaming career with an apprentice just like Mrs. Water. But this is the flavor we want, we don’t need NPC chefs to be good at their craft.

Eating well can also make morale high.”

“Hey, don’t underestimate the chef.”

Lumina, who was carrying an “Otherworldly Vegetarian Puzzle” over, heard the chatting of these buddies and said with a smile:
“I just asked Chef Xiao Wan, he said that when he was young, he saw the dishes made by halfling chefs in Xike City, and those dishes not only tasted good, but also because of the use of psychic materials, after eating them, they would also bring a little bit of gain to the person who eats them.”

“Crap! It’s really just eating a big meal before starting a monster.”

Black Silk Brother let out a strange cry, causing the entire table to burst into laughter as Lumina placed the dish in her hand on the table and asked again casually:

“Oooh Brother Meow and Brother Stick still can’t get on the game? It always feels weird without them.”

“Don’t mention it.”

The small hand deftly picked up a peanut and dropped it into his mouth with the movement of the freshly sharpened chopsticks and said:
“My old cousin has gone out traveling with Stick, they should be at the foot of Mount Lushan by now, right? It is said that he still has to talk to the people from Alpha’s medical team on the phone every day. I went to see him the day before yesterday, the body times great no problem, a few more days will be able to see them in the game.

Serves him right!
The development team has made an air wall, but they still want to go into it, so it’s no one else’s fault.”

“To be honest, if it wasn’t for the fact that these big and small bugs really existed and we saw them with our own eyes, I would have thought that this was another world. I would have thought this was another world.

Truly!

Every time I’m fully immersed, a bug pops up to remind me what’s real and what’s not, and it’s a really bad feeling.”

Qu grunted, propping his chin up with one hand as he addressed the others:
“Even though I knew it was fake from the start, it’s honestly kinda disappointing that it’s confirmed to be fake now.”

“If it’s real, how dare you come if I let you?”

Black Silk retorted:

“I don’t have the guts anyway . Yo, look, Lord Murphy and Lady Tris are here, and Miss Miriam has brought Professor Malcolm’s pair of children with her. Wow, they’re so polite, they even brought gifts.

Come on, come on, come on. Get up and welcome the guests. Don’t eat!

Each and every one of you, why don’t you have any manners at all? Shame on you!”

The appearance of NPC guests made the “table surface” here more lively, everyone went up to get acquainted, and Mr. Li, who had gone offline to rest and make a lesson plan, would also come back online.

However, he didn’t go to join in the fun, but came to the side of Little Reed’s name, who was holding chopsticks and taking advantage of people’s inattention to eat the spicy rabbit meat on the table, and was eating with a straight breath.

Mr. Li opened his mouth a little embarrassed and asked:
“That, little girl, I want to ask you something, something personal, if it’s inconvenient to answer then just forget it.”

“Ah? Teacher Li, you’re our big hero, feel free to ask.”

Little Vikrama hurriedly wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief.

She blinked her eyes and looked at the Teacher Li in front of her, who whispered:

“I know something about you from Niu Niu, and I want to ask you, after you use your helmet to enter the game will it affect your body in reality in any way?”

“Ah, I was expecting something, just this?”

Little Vikrama hummed and said:
“A lot of people ask me about this when they find out about my situation, I’m used to it, it doesn’t really affect me, I’m just lying in bed all day long anyway. I was examined by the doctor only the day before yesterday, and I’m not better but I’m not worse either.

I don’t think it’s possible to expect this to cure me, but what can I say?

In my case, it’s great to be able to bounce around.

However, Mr. Lee, you’re not the kind of bad guy who would feel happy about other people’s bad luck, so you’re asking me this because?”

“I have a friend.”

Old Li didn’t hide anything as he said:

“When he was in a car accident with me, I was luckier and only lost a leg, but he was more serious and has been in a wheelchair ever since. I just thought if”

“Ohhhhhh, I see.”

Vikrama squeezed her eyes and said:
“Then you let him fill out the application, for ‘wheelchair freaks’ like us, as long as we can get back on our feet and run around freely, that’s better than winning five million dollars.

But this should be a special case, I think Mr. Li, you’d better chat with Fat on the forum first, maybe you can give your friend a backdoor.

Brother Fat is very nice!”

“Well, thanks for the reminder.”

Mr. Li nodded,

But the two who were talking here didn’t realize that on the table behind them, the smoky beef bowl that was cupping a glass of wine had been listening to their conversation with its ears perked up.

Master Yang had intended to take this opportunity to chat with Little Vikrama, but after hearing that Old Li and himself had similar problems, the quiet middle-aged man planned to see what happened first.

This kind of thing couldn’t be rushed.

The one Lao Li wanted to help was just his friend, but the one he wanted to save was his only son, and he couldn’t afford to make any more mistakes.

(End of chapter)