Chapter 128: 127 So opening a blind box belongs in this game, too

Chapter 128 127.So opening blind boxes this kind of crappy job also belongs to this game’s special play style?

Murphy is hosting a celebration tonight at the ruins of Cadman City.

The reason was to celebrate the fact that the survivors of Cadman City had finally made it through the toughest of times, that the suffering of this great land was finally over, and that a new life was just around the corner.

Of course, there is an important part of the celebration to pay tribute to the poor people who were lost in the city’s disaster, and while not all of the missing people have been confirmed dead, truth be told, the vast number of ordinary people who were caught up in the Astral Plane would have had a very difficult time surviving in the mysterious Otherworld as well.

Anyway, according to Tris, if you threw an unprepared gold-ranked powerhouse into the Astral Realm, it was hard to say whether he could survive for seven days .
That was a place very different from the material world, with a very different set of environment and rules, even a Spiritual Energy Master like Tris had a rather limited understanding of that place, and just what was known so far was enough to make a regrettable judgment.

For example, Tris had explicitly told Murphy that the space and time mapping in certain places in the Astral World was misaligned, and that alone was enough to kill 99% of the material world’s beings.

But these were not issues Murphy needed to consider at this time, especially tonight!

He had to fulfill his duties as a lord, not only to protect the personal safety of his lords, but also to take care of their spiritual needs.

The night was getting late, and it was dusk.

Led by the camp guards, the strong and sturdy survivors began to move some long tables made by carpenters into the already cleaned city square in the outer city.

For their part, the camp’s cooks had been busy here since the afternoon under the leadership of Grand Chef de Cuisine Franks Shovan.

They had set up the cauldrons that the smaller players had retrieved from the city and were throwing in some jerky, beans, wild fruits, and high-grade seasonings found in the ruins of the city’s restaurants to cook the free food that would be offered to all participants in this celebration tonight.

It smelled good, but the taste was just barely okay.

But considering it’s all free, don’t ask for too much.

There are also some chef apprentices making grilled fish, these fish are this morning by the camp’s fishermen in the nearby river, which is also not lacking in senior fishermen full risk half hanging efforts, in the camp on weekdays this thing belongs to the “special rations”, you need to use the labor points to exchange for the teeth, tonight is also a free supply.

But only half a fish per person.

The camp’s leader of the gatherers, the large-waisted mamma Parian Fedor, was directing her girls to wash the berries from the forest floor in a vat and serve them on a long table with bamboo bouquets.

These would serve as a side dish for tonight’s festivities.

Farther away, a few young men from Maxim’s Kademan Self-Rescue Army drove donkey carts and brought barrels of wine, a “strategic resource”, from the cellars below the defense line to the square.

It was just the most common drink.

But in the current scene has aroused the cravings of many drunkards, so that they playfully follow the back of the donkey cart to help.

Murphy had decided to make tonight’s celebration a buffet to get as many people involved as possible, it was a way to maximize efficiency, and it wasn’t unique to him, Transylvania had already had this form of celebration, so the survivors in the camp were very skilled at doing their jobs under the old man’s command.

Miss Miriam had announced in the camp at noon that there would be no labor this afternoon and evening, so this would be a time when the ruins of the city would be filled with people even though it was not yet time for the celebration to begin.

Some were helping out in the square, others had children running and playing carefree in the crowd, and some had gone to their former homes in groups, sending a crude candle to light amongst the ruins in remembrance of days gone by.

Laughter and cries echoed in the dusk, leaving Murphy, who stood on the collapsed wall watching the scene, somewhat in silence.

“There were once a hundred and fifty thousand people in the city of Cadman…”

Beside him, the heavily armed Maxim lifted his visor and sighed in a tone of emotionally dripping relief:
“And now there are only so many left.”

“But they are alive!”

Murphy said softly as he gripped the wicked hilt of the Necessary Evil at his waist:
“So that’s something to celebrate, coming back from the dead is the greatest luck, and whether they like it or not, they will have to carry the hopes of those who have passed away on their shoulders to continue living here afterward.

Rebuild the city, rebuild their hometown.”

Maxim nodded.

He was absolutely convinced by Master Murphy’s statement, and he was feeling quite a bit of apprehension and anticipation at the moment, for after tonight’s festivities was the moment when he himself would complete his first embrace.

Between now and midnight it would be the last time he would roam the land as a human.

“Go on, say goodbye to them, say goodbye to human life.”

Murphy spoke.

Maxim hmmmed and turned to leave, Murphy reminded:

“Don’t wear your armor nor care about your face, go in a big way. They all already know you, they all know your name, they all have heard of your fight and rescue in the city, you are their defender and you deserve respect.

Others may call you a monster, but you cannot think so yourself.”

“Don’t worry, my lord.”

Maxim said as he walked down the wall:

“I stopped thinking that way a long time ago, and ‘monster’ is no longer a sneer to me; it’s more like a compliment to my uniqueness as well as my difference.”

After the departure of the loyal servant, with the sound of the wind blowing and the blood wings closing, Lady Adele dropped from the sky and landed precisely beside Murphy.

She reported in a low voice:

“My lord, a total of 122 people who do not wish to stay have departed, and Supervisor Miriam has sent guards to escort them to the village of Moorland, where the witch hunters are camping.”

“Let them go.”

Murphy said as he eyed the children playing in the distant square:

“People without a sense of belonging never matter, they mean nothing to this land, rootless individuals mean nothing to anyone. I have heard that you have chosen three heirs from Maxim?”

“Well, a few of the fellows who survived from the traitorous Jed’s gang were in such bad shape that I chose the best three females from among them and made blood pacts with them. Maxim has also selected three as his future servants and heirs.

The last four were given to Lady Bonnie, Lady Tris needed to reassemble her Matriarch’s personal guard, and these guys would have been Jed’s picks from the Matriarch’s Guard reserves.”

Lady Adele finished her report and then whispered:

“But it was only when I went through the ritual of making the bloodline pact myself that I truly realized what a precious thing you had given me in my initial embrace in the first place. I must thank you again, Master Murphy.”

“It really makes me feel sad that it took you so long to remember to thank me.”

Murphy joked and shook his head again, addressing Adele:
“You were once an excellent Stalker and Wanderer, so next I would like you to become a ‘professional trainer’ for my warriors, helping those who aspire to walk the Path of Shadows to better explore their powers.

You will be able to step down when Lord Paranor’s squires come over to us.

Also this is something I’ll give you as your new duty in Clan Bloodwing.”

He removed the seal of the miser and placed it in the palm of Lady Adele’s hand, saying:

“You were an excellent steward of Phimis, now you are steward of the entire Blood Vulture Clan, and there will be a special accountant in Miriam’s camp to interface with you, so I will have to ask for your attention in this regard.

Trixie also wants to finish sealing you and Maxim and Bonnie tonight, so I’d like to ask, do you have any requests for your territory?”

“Requirements . I actually don’t have much need for power.”

Lady Adele put the scarlet seal seal ring on the little thumb of her right hand and watched it transform into a delicate and ancient bloodstone tail ring, she hesitated and said:
“But if possible, I would like to have my territory near the Tainted Swamp.”

“That’s not a good place to be, it’s less like a bounty and more like being sent to the frontier.”

Murphy glanced at his heir in surprise, then he asked: “Is it related to your birth? I heard you say earlier that your mother left you something?”

“It’s not a legacy, my lord, it’s my birthplace.”

Lady Adele, now able to share the deepest secrets of her heart with Murphy without fear, ruffled her long hair in the glow of dusk and whispered:
“It’s a hidden valley near the Barren Mountains further south in the Tainted Swamp, it’s right on the outermost edge of the Dark Mountains, and it’s full of elven hybrids like me living inside. Our origins are complex and cannot be explained in three or two words.

But it has existed there for nearly sixty years, and my mother was once one of the leaders there.

I wish my territory was near there, so that it would be easier to be able to serve your cause in the future.”

“How many people are there?”

Murphy asked with a wink, and Mrs. Adele put up three fingers and said:

“There were three thousand when I left, but twenty years have passed, and I cannot answer you as to what it is like there now.”

“That’s thirty places .”

Murphy completed the conversion quickly in his mind, and he nodded, assuring Adele:
“I will discuss this matter with Tris, you don’t have to be in a hurry for now, after the reconstruction of the ruins is on track, I assure you that I will set aside a force to help you fulfill your heart’s desire.”

“No need, Master.”

Adele said stubbornly, shaking her head:
“I’m fine with this kind of thing on my own, because some historical reasons have caused my people to be rather xenophobic, contact with them cannot be rushed.”

“But perhaps external opportunities could be created?”

Murphy whispered:
“After all, the Black Plague is coming, isn’t it?”

Adele lit up at that.

She nodded but said no more on the subject, and a few minutes later, with the hovering figure of the blood-eating spirit vulture Revernor appearing in front of Murphy’s eyes, the vampire lord moved his shoulders and unfurled his own bloody wings in the dusk.

He said to Adele:

“Go and enjoy this evening’s festivities, in the manner to which you are accustomed. I must go check on my warriors, they have been looking forward to today for far too long, and I can’t afford to keep them waiting.”
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As the familiar points of light converged into starlight and dissipated again in the blink of an eye, the small group of players who had been dead for three days and then resurrected opened their eyes in unison at almost the same moment.

They were once again back in the middle of the game world that they had become accustomed to and enjoyed, but this time the place where they were resurrected was not beside the familiar Lord Murphy, but appeared in another place.

The huge and empty underground warehouse was clearly the area that Kudel had used to house the survivors in the Blood Wyvern Corridor, but this place had been renamed the “Midnight Chamber” to serve as an archive point for the young players in the new village.

With the official opening of the territory system and the recovery of the Blood Vulture Corridor, Murphy also placed the players’ first “birthplace” here.

Of course, with the gradual development of his territory, the little players can also choose their own archive point.

The only regret is that there is no magical Hearthstone in this world that can let them go back to the city instantly, well, in fact, it’s not true that there is no such thing, just that there was no need for it in the past, after all, traveling in the astral realm isn’t a safe thing to do.

But for small players, risking a little bit can realize the fast return to the city this kind of thing is not too good, so perhaps we can ask “Dora Tress” in this area of research?
It would be even better if we could make a scroll to return to the city or something!

“There’s a celebration outside tonight! It’s going to be a blast, let’s go!”

Little Vikrama was experiencing resurrection for the first time, so she patted the “newbie suit” on her with curiosity and disdain, and pulled Lumina to run out of the warehouse, but she saw a “locker”-like thing at the door.

The locker had the names of the players on it, and it was locked with a simple psychic technique, just like a smart lock, using a fingerprint to unlock it.

Vikrama quickly found her own personal locker, opened it and took out the equipment she wore before she died, especially the two scarlet revolver hand cannons she bought with a lot of money, which she still loved.

Quickly changing into her equipment, the rowdy little players flew away from the archive point.

Most of them were not as interested in tonight’s celebration as the female players, and what they really cared about was the rewards they could get after a hard battle.

Brother Woo Meow, Che Che, and Bull, who had survived earlier, were waiting for them outside the warehouse, having been prompted by the quest to come here to receive their rewards.

Just as the small players gathered in front of the birth point, they were greeted by a pair of huge blood wings unfolding in the shadows in front of them, and then the handsome and handsome Lord Murphy gathered his wings and glided down, landing in front of their eyes with an elegant stance.

“My warriors! Welcome back to your second home!”

Murphy opened his arms with a smile on his face and announced to the young players in front of him with the characteristic enthusiasm of an NPC:

“It is with great joy and fulfillment that I announce to you, my most trusted and adorable warriors, that our crusade against Salokdar has been a great success! Our newborn territory has survived the hardest of times, defended by your inexhaustible courage!
And with this, I am able to bestow my humble gratitude on the hands of true warriors.

Accept with open hearts and minds the gratitude from the city of Cadman and the Blood Vulture Clan, warriors of the Dark Night, this is what you deserve!”

As Murphy’s words fell， ding ding ding, sound of a quest being completed resounded on the players’ character interfaces：
[Prologue – The Last Night of Cadman City

Quest 5: Epilogue – The Past Drowned in Blood and the Tomorrow with Victory in Sight (Completed!)

The prologue quests are all completed!

Series Quest Reward: Ornament – Blood Vulture Clan Midnight Hunter Ceremonial Costume – Set [9/9] has been obtained, please go to the Blood Vulture Cloisters Secret Treasure Vault to find the Secret Treasure Vault Guard, Mrs. Adele, to collect it.

Main Quest Reward: Blood Vulture Clan Warrior Treasure Chest X1 has been obtained, please go to the Blood Vulture Cloister Secret Treasure Vault to collect it.

Side Achievement Reward: The special title ‘Kingslayer’ has been obtained, please choose to wear it in the title screen.

New quest triggered!
Quest Name – Drink the Wine of Victory!

Quest Content: Enjoy this night’s pleasure.

Quest Objective: Participate in the Victory Celebration in the ruins of Cadman City and witness the rebirth of the Blood Vulture Clan!

Quest Reward: The server will be updated in six hours with a new version to come].

“Yay!!!”

A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd.

The news of fashion, titles and physical rewards along with the arrival of the new version had the players cheering, however, as the oooh-meow brother six in the crowd looked at that prompt to claim the Blood Wyvern Clan’s treasure chest, a disturbing feeling welled up in the hearts of these guys.

“Blanch! Opening a blind box ah this is!”

Phantom Old Quarter cursed:

“How did a good planner grow a dog’s face! Do you want to show off this kind of bad work? Why don’t you just give a fixed weapon or equipment reward of one out of three or one out of four? You have to gamble on character, right?”

“Think of the benefits.”

The back of the group of pretenders who didn’t need to use their hands hadn’t realized the seriousness of the problem yet, and this old cousin said very optimistically:

“Maybe we’ll have an outbreak of good luck today?”

Murphy, who was being flanked by the small players heading to the Blood Vulture Treasure Vault, swept the corner of his eye at the six members of the Woo Meow Brother group in the crowd.

Hey, you’re the ones who just called me a “dog planner”, right? I heard it all!
That’s good!

That’s very brave!

Another entry in the Book of Hate!
I’ll show you what it means to be a real dog planner!
If the six of you make it today, I’m gonna write Trish’s name backwards!

(End of chapter)