326.Chapter 324 323 Ups and Downs is the Daily Life of a Secret Stash Hunter

Chapter 324 323.Ups and Downs is the Daily Life of a Secret Stash Hunter

“Crap, aren’t you the elite under your command, Brother Stick? How come the whole wave of regimentation ah!”

Right at the same time when Murphy and Venerable Lord Paying were talking, the small players who had just suffered a regiment extermination disaster in Xike City also started their post-disaster communication, Little Rich Brother’s slightly startled exclamation rang out from the private chat communication, causing Happy Stick, who was far away in the Xike Collar and was heading towards the Southern Arsenal of the Blood Wyvern Clan, to reply with a face of egghead pain:
“Alas, horses lose their hooves, it happens all the time. The good news is that the information and map we spent 150,000 gold coins on at the Little Earl’s place is true, there really is a big treasure underneath Xike City, and the bad news is that the place is a high-level map.

The bad news is that the place is a high-level map. I think that if you want to go treasure hunting in a small group, you need to have at least a silver-ranked player to take the lead, and if you want to move in on a large scale, you might be able to trigger a hidden group book.

You haven’t seen the whole dead city come to life.

I can only say that compared to West Ke City, the ghoul army we encountered in the Scarlet Fortress sewers is only an ‘appetizer’.”

“Crap, so awesome?”

Touch Your Poor’s first reaction after hearing this was shock as he asked rhetorically:

“But isn’t Transylvania a ‘Novice Village’? How can there be an advanced copy in a novice village? What was this development team thinking.”

“It’s not necessarily true that it’s a group book.”

At this moment, Brother Woo Meow, who had just finished bandaging himself while sitting on the gargoyle, also joined the “group chat”, and he said to Brother Xiao Fu with a sense of gratitude for having survived:

“When we asked Knight Valander for leave, we saw Knight Vulture discussing something with the young Count, we only heard a few words, but it must have something to do with the old Count Xike.

I guess, at the same time we were besieged by the undead army, they also encountered something unexpected in the city, so there must be that possibility that maybe Xike City can become our ‘friendly unit’ in the future.

Didn’t your friend trigger a new profession with an undead creature-related ‘coffin carrier’ before he was alive and well?

I think this side of Xike City might be the advanced transfer place of the Necromantic power, you see the plot in those classic games are designed like this, there will definitely be a super huge quest chain that will ultimately guide us to help the little earl to complete the reunion of father and daughter.”

Speaking of which, Brother Woo Meow grinned and fantasized:
“Perhaps this is Transylvania and Lord Murphy’s bottom line? Perhaps it will turn into an army of jackals vs. a sea of undead once the battle goes against them after the Black Plague arrives?
Holy shit! Come to think of it, maybe going Undead Manipulator is the answer to the next version!”

“You’re thinking beautifully, with the number and power of that Undead camp in Xike City, even if you really open up the Necromancer profession, what can you do? You’d need at least a few thousand necromancers to take control of the place, right?”

Rod was far from optimistic.

Perhaps because of the blow he suffered made him regain his vigilance, making him think about things very realistically, at this time sitting on the high-altitude flying gargoyles, under the control of Smokey Sang, a professional pilot, this huge gargoyles flew steadily and quickly, Stick looked towards the ground in front of him and took out the treasure map he had obtained from Lord Murphy to compare the terrain.

He said:

“Xike City side first, I just give you a report, we this time although the whole army but also have a harvest, about fifty gold bricks in my return will be forwarded to you.”

“Bull!”

Little Rich Brother exclaimed:

“You can still get the harvest in this situation, worthy of being a Stick Brother, but I can’t use that much for the time being ah, the Administrative Office hasn’t opened the banking system, I can’t just find a place to dig a pit and bury the gold bricks, right?
Besides, your team has lost so much money, why don’t you replenish them?
You obviously need the money more than I do, Stick, I know you’re under pressure, but don’t be!
It’s not like I’m a black-hearted boss trying to squeeze you guys, there’s no need to work so hard.”

“No, one size fits all.”

Happy Stick said very firmly:
“If you want it or not that’s your business, I have to set myself straight, otherwise we can’t continue this cooperation, let’s do it this way, I’ll keep ten dollars as a pension for my brothers afterward, and you can take the rest, use it however you want.”

“Isn’t your good friend Old Huo an administrative career, who will be the village chief in the future?”

Brother Woo Meow said with an idea on the side:

“Now that Transylvania is in a state of disarray, they need startup capital if they want to develop the village quickly, why don’t we use these forty gold bricks to invest in Old Huo’s village in the same way you invested in Stick’s team.

I see that your brother is not an ordinary person, the surface of the Wen Wenqi gas but the appearance of the sheep in the needle is expected to engage in a wave of big things, you believe me, invest in him absolutely right!
It may be a profitable business.”

“Well, it makes sense! That is my own brother, should support or to support.”

Brother Little Rich was quickly convinced, so he agreed to Happy Stick’s distribution plan, and at the end, he admonished:
“If you guys need help, just say something, I’ll gather people in Scarlet Fort to bring you reinforcements, don’t just focus on face and wipe your mouth, that’s going to be a problem.”

After saying that, he took the initiative to hang up the communication.

Rod put away the arithmetic treasure bead a face of silence while the next ooh meow brother came over and said:
“You this boss is really a great person, all aspects are very good, just a little simple over the top, no wonder before opening the company will be so difficult to get screwed by those old greaseballs.”

“The better he is the more pressure I’m under ah, using groping fish as a means to fight with stupid bosses is one thing, bullying kind little fools that’s another thing, always like this will make my conscience uneasy.”

Happy Stick shook his head and said:

“Let’s not talk about that, let’s talk about the next action.”

“What’s there to talk about? You find the place, we’ll just rush down and do a wave, that place is so remote, I don’t believe it’s still possible to brush out powerful guards!”

Brother Woo Meow bristled as he was silent for a moment before bumping Happy Stick’s shoulder again and asking:
“What’s your ‘Potential Release’ bar?”

“10%, and you?”

Stick asked back, and Brother Woo Meow shrugged his shoulders and said:
“I’m 13%, a little more than you, this guy needs to get over 70% before he can open the Silver Trial, and at this rate, I don’t think we’ll be able to do it without two months, speaking of which, I’ve always felt that we’re going about it the wrong way.

The release of potential at this stage of the Black Iron Rank should be more than just fighting, otherwise the frequency and intensity of our fights during this recent period of time wouldn’t be so bad that we couldn’t even raise 20%.

We’ll have to study this when we’re free afterward, or else waiting until the Black Plague breaks out and we’re still at the Black Iron rank would be too stupid.

I’ve heard that when that black plague really rushes over, it’s a level where black iron is all over the place and silver is inferior to a dog, our current individual power is still too much.”

“It’s not that you’re saying that, you still haven’t gotten out of the traditional power mode of upgrading and fighting monsters.”

With regards to this issue, Happy Stick obviously had a different view.

He said:

“To take the simplest example, Lord Murphy is also a Black Iron rank, but you’ve seen his combat power, do you think an ordinary silver creature is his opponent?

Of course, you can say that’s the privilege of mainline NPCs, but I think it’s best we don’t have such childish ideas in a 100% anthropomorphic game.

Learning to learn from our predecessors on the path of power is the right way to go, maybe we should learn from Lord Murphy, you know he practiced swordsmanship with that magical sword every day in the Blood Wyvern Cloisters, I’ve quietly observed it before, and he practiced a different style of swordsmanship every day.

Perhaps this is the mystery of potential release.

Not just fighting, but also learning”

“Learning.”

The old cousin, Little Hands, who was quenching poison on his dagger and short sword next to him, looked up at the words as he rolled his eyes and said:
“What age are we all, we don’t study properly in reality, and you’re asking us to sink our teeth into a license in a game? This is not realistic at all alright.”

“That’s what I’m saying, I don’t have a definitive answer either do I?”

Happy Stick hummed and said:
“Maybe the Black Iron Rank’s potential to improve just has to be slowly ground over time, didn’t the NPCs also say that? This stage must be slow, this is the time to build a foundation to create your own fighting style, raising to Silver rank too quickly will only cause the potential to be lost for nothing.

That said, if we follow this argument, then the content of the Silver Trial must not be combat right?”

“I’ve heard it’s some kind of ‘rejuvenation’.”

Old Quirk also joined the discussion.

He hugged his beloved shotgun and fished out another snuffbox to put under his nostrils, whispering:

“I talked about this matter with Sister Marianne in the Adventurer’s Guild camp before, and Sister told me that the content of the Silver Trial is different for each race, but the common point is that they all have to trace the source of their respective bloodlines and acquire the so-called ‘Ancient Power’. For example, the Adventurer’s Guild has a lot of Caitians as members, and the racial talent of the Caitians from Grimm’s Island is related to natural psychic energy, and once they complete the silvering, the witch hunter’s skills will not only be enhanced, but they will also be able to acquire new racial skills from the awakening of their racial talent.

Sister Marianne said that she had seen a master witch hunter get a powerful ancestral power like ‘Summoning Thunderhawk and Flying Lion’ when he broke through the Silver Order.

She also cited the simplest example, which was Missy Femis.

I don’t know if you guys have noticed, after Missy came back this time her wings were at least two circles bigger than before, and she flew at least twice as fast.

Perhaps this is the silvering of the blood vulture vampires?”

“Well, it probably means ‘discovering power inward’?”

Black Silk guessed as he rubbed his chin:
“From Professional to Black Iron is to unleash the potential of the body, from Black Iron to Silver is to unleash the potential of the race’s bloodline, so from Silver to Gold is probably to seek external enhancements to complete the evolution of the life form?”

“That’s not right!”

Shieldhand Sanwu Dou quickly discovered the blind spot as he frowned and said:
“According to Sister Marianne, each race has its own bloodline potential to explore, yet we players aren’t broken down into races at all, right?

We’re just humans, and we don’t know if we’re Caitians, Silans or Nords? Or even a human sub-species of mountain folk or barbarians, the devs didn’t do that aspect at all, so it’s no wonder our potential release bar goes up so slowly.

I reckon we might have accidentally discovered a hidden bug.”

“That can’t be called a bug, can it?”

The last member of Brother Woo Meow’s team, Ring Rush, whispered:

“At most, the gameplay isn’t perfected, maybe the development team is working on that aspect? I think with the frequency of updates in Real Otherworld, it’s only a matter of time before the player breakdown races are patched up.

Maybe there will even be an option for us to freely choose our own race afterward.

At that point, the Silverized Trials will truly be made complete.

Ha, no wonder the NPCs keep emphasizing that the Black Iron Order’s promotion can’t be rushed it’s because the development team hasn’t finished developing content in this area yet! What a chicken thief.”

“Hey, if we really follow this argument, then I guess this aspect will definitely be completed before the outbreak of the Black Plague at the latest.”

Brother Woo Meow grinned and said:
“The dog planners aren’t really going to throw a bunch of Black Iron rank players into the brutal Black Calamity battlefield, are they? That would be too heartless.”

“Point taken, so now it’s just a matter of patience.”

Stick nodded while Smoke Sang, who was maneuvering the Stone Ghost in flight ahead, spoke:

“We’re almost at the place, brothers, hurry up and get ready. Brother Stick, bring me the map and let me take a look, pick us a good place to land with precision.”

“Come on.”

Happy Stick moved over behind the crowded gargoyles and unfolded the map in his hand in front of Smoke Sang’s eyes.

The professional pilot nodded after glancing at the locator point and comparing it to the terrain below:
“Good, just up ahead in the mountains. That said, this place is so remote, it’s already at the border of the Xicor Territory and the Saxian Mountains, why would the Blood Vulture Clan put their arsenal here?”

“It’s said that the construction of this arsenal coincided with the Second Black Night War.”

Happy Stick explained:

“The background of that time was that the Old Nature Cult was invading the mountain folk woodlands in a big way wanting to subjugate the mountain folk here along with the vampire fight, so Salokdar built the arsenal here ready to support the mountain folk warriors of the Portia Confederacy at any time, but in the end, this place didn’t work.

However, the Blood Vulture Clan’s arsenal had already been built so it was hidden along the way just in case, and the same was true of the arsenal to the south.

But it was established a little earlier, and was said to have been built after the Third Black Plague.

That place was very secretive.

Even Lady Tris isn’t quite sure where exactly that arsenal is, except that it seems to be near the Crimson Fortress, which must be somewhere in the Dark Barony anyway.”

“I said can you be serious? This is a treasure hunt! Let’s take care of the one in front of us before we talk about the one to the south, you basically have this treasure hunting line all to yourself, so don’t look over your shoulder.”

Brother Woo Meow was open-minded, a few minutes later, the giant stone ghost slowly landed in the middle of a forest floor, Brother Woo Meow landed and bounced a few times, then took the map in his hand to distinguish the direction, and then said to his team:

“Smoke Sang, use your Heavenly Eyes to see if it’s around here?”

The professional scout Smokey Sang had been flying the “Stone Ghost Plane” for a day, and was tired, but he didn’t say anything, and just cupped his hands in a very unhappy manner, and launched the scouting technique again.

The viewpoint immediately shifted to an overhead view, allowing him to see the terrain of the nearby mountainous region at a glance.

Happy Stick had received the quest to explore the Blood Vulture Arsenal from Murphy, but Murphy himself wasn’t quite sure where the Blood Vulture Arsenal was hidden, and could only give a general direction according to Trixie’s reminder, but the Blood Vulture Clan surely hid more than just a random nook or cranny.

According to Tris’s speculation, that place should be in the vicinity of some remote village in this neighborhood.

Using this information as a guide, Smoke Sang soon found a suspicious area, right in the valley near a small stream, he searched and found a not-so-big settlement.

He was about to report back, but Smoke Sang suddenly let out a puzzled hum as he pulled out a Spiritual Energy Spell from his bosom used to enhance the effect of the Scouting Technique, and brought his overlooking viewpoint closer once again, before he exclaimed:
“Not good! That village suspected to be a treasure hiding place is destroyed, there’s still a fire burning, and there are people over there! They’re moving things from the ground to the surface, fuck! Brother Stick, the arsenal you’re looking for might have been gotten to first!”

“Fuck! It’s still happening?”

Happy Stick was instantly enraged.

His treasure hunting trip was not going well, and he was holding his fire, so he got up and grabbed his Winged Cavalry War Sword and was ready to rush over to fuck the thieves, but he was stopped by Woo Meow.

The wily sociopath inquired to his team’s scoutmaster:

“How many are there? Can you tell exactly who they are?”

“Not too many people, just a dozen or so.”

Smoke Sang replied as she adjusted her spells to see more clearly:

“The terrain over there is complicated, I can’t see their specific features for a while, but I saw someone flying between the rocks, it should be a vampire? But definitely not from our side.”

“To be able to fly and find this secret place with precision, it’s definitely that group of Blood Vulture traitors that weren’t cleaned up before!”

Sanwu Dou shouldered his bullish heavy shield and one-handed hammer and said to the others:

“I’ve heard Lord Maxim’s heir reveal that there are still some Blood Vulture renegades hiding and roaming in the mountains on this side of the Westcoat Territory, and that the mountain people don’t allow too many vampires to enter their own mountain forests leading to the assassins under Lady Adele’s command not being able to track them down effectively either.

However, it seems that the mountain folk are hunting these vampires who betrayed Transylvania, and there is a long term bounty on them from the Blood Rats, so as long as they bring back the vampire heart, they will be able to take the honorarium.

This was the Blood Rats’ secret vault, and it made sense that these traitors would know the location.

Hey, wouldn’t you say it’s a coincidence?

This wave must be taken! Just in time to make up for Stick’s losses.”

“Right! How can you not eat the meat that comes to your door?”

Happy Stick said with a sardonic smile:
“On! Brothers, fuck them! We’ll split the bounty equally.”

(End of chapter)