Chapter 34 34 Refreshing Gameplay Experience and Hidden Quests
Chapter 34 34. refreshed game experience and hidden quests
Murphy slept for seven hours, and by the time he woke up it was already mid-morning the next day, which meant that there was no sun in the forest, or else the scorching sun alone would have been enough to turn him into a ball of dust.
The more accustomed to the life of vampires, the more you can feel the limitations of vampires, just this deadly sunlight weakness is enough to eliminate all the advantages this race has.
The gameplay experience is extremely poor!
Poorly rated!
If this was race switchable, Murphy would definitely switch to a regular human or another race like elf right now?
“Let’s go.”
Murphy casually washed up and drank the virgin’s blood sent by Missy to “replenish his body” in one gulp, he didn’t want to know where Missy got these “supplies” from.
Probably that character is not normal vampire Miss also do not know.
He signaled to Maxim and Miriam, and then the two carriages drove out of the smuggler’s woodland one after the other, heading towards the direction of Cadman City.
The carriage in the front was loaded with some miscellaneous goods.
Including the 3,000 arithmetic pearls and the players’ collection of firearms weapons and armor as well as some blood-stained money, which could be the start-up capital for Murphy’s business, guarded by the loyal Maxim himself.
And the carriage behind was driven by Miriam.
Inside the carriage were two coffins, one for Missy and the other was reserved for Mrs. Adele who was still in a comatose slumber.
Murphy thought that with Missy’s habits as an orthodox vampire, she must have already hid in her coffin and slept after the sunlight appeared, but when he entered the carriage he found that Missy wasn’t resting, but rather was decorating Mrs. Adele’s coffin for her.
Hiss. The scene looked kinda oozy.
Lady Adele, who had changed into a set of blood-colored robes, was lying in a black coffin, her hands resting iteratively on her flat belly, as if she was no longer breathing, while next to her, Missy was holding a few air-dried white roses next to her, and sprinkling some lightly flavored perfume into them.
This scene how to look how like the dying farewell.
But in reality, this is just the vampires’ “daily routine”.
As an orthodox vampire, the control of these details is very tedious, they want to show themselves as the “midnight aristocrat” elegance and nobility.
“Thanks to the blood essence you gave her, it only took her two days to wake up, and eliminated the tediousness of a new life that other vampires need months to adapt to.”
Missy was draped in a black veil and cloak that covered her face, even in the dimly lit carriage she wrapped herself up lest she be disturbed by the heat radiating from the annoying sun.
She fiddled with the furnishings in her coffin while sitting on her own coffin slab and said to Murphy:
“I haven’t said thank you yet Murphy, and not just for the victory in intercepting the transport, I know what you did extra for Adele, you didn’t have to do that, I owe you one.”
“You don’t have to be so polite, Missy, after all, I did it for myself.”
Murphy sat at the rear of the carriage, looking at the smuggler’s woodland that was getting farther and farther away beyond the curtain, he leaned against the wall of the carriage, propped his chin with his left hand, and said softly:
“With my current rank I can only take on this one heir, and just because I come from the Tris line doesn’t mean I can stand the fact that my first heir is as much of an invalid as I was in the beginning.
I just want to give her the best.
But given Lady Adele’s loyalty to you, it will take a bit of time for things to gel between her and I.”
“You are her honored one.”
Missy whispered:
“She will have to obey you whether she wants to or not! The blood connection will change her mind, and one day she will forget all emotions about me.
YES.
One day .
She will only fight for you.
To be honest, I’m a little sorry, Murph.”
Murphy thought to himself this is Missy backpedaling and ready to make a deal?
So he didn’t answer waiting for her next sentence, but the other party directly came to a half-minute silence to Murphy whole won’t be able to, he sighed while sighing that this Missy doesn’t follow the rules, while changing the topic and asked:
“What about Adele’s bloodline? Why does she have a quarter of elf blood? Where did you find this oddball? The Transylvania region hasn’t been infested with elves for hundreds of years, right?”
“Huh? Is she actually still a half-elf?”
Missy was currently reaching out to cover Mrs. Adele’s coffin board, and was shocked when she heard Murphy’s words.
This reaction made the corner of Murphy’s eye twitch.
Good fellow!
This is your most loyal and only blood servant you actually don’t know her hidden race? How dare you carry her around with a big grin when you don’t know anything?
Is your heart that big?
“Because I’ve never tasted Adele’s blood and I don’t allow other vampires to do so, and because she doesn’t have a single elven trait and she’s usually quiet, that’s why I…”
Presumably seeing the surprise Murphy couldn’t hide in his eyes, Missy explained:
“But I don’t think these are important, she is loyal and capable enough, in front of the excellent working ability, the origin is just a trivial issue, and Adele has been with me for twenty years, I have watched her grow up day by day.
She is like a daughter to me.
Therefore, I expect you to teach her and protect her as I have taken care of her.”
“?”
Murphy who heard this almost didn’t tense up.
He looked at Phoebus’ height and youthful face like a sixteen year old lolicon, and then looked at Mrs. Adele in the coffin, who was at least thirty-five years old and “ripe” in every aspect.
Anyone who sees this scene seems to be a daughter sending off her mother, but the real situation is actually the other way around.
In addition, Missy’s serious and never joking expression, obviously does not have even the slightest bit of compulsion about the impression that her unique appearance will create on others.
Murphy had to bite the tip of his tongue hard to keep himself from spitting.
By this time, he had completely confirmed that this Miss Blood Vulture, who maintained a serious and indifferent posture in front of others, was inwardly a natural nerd who had no concept of common sense, and it was hard to imagine how she had developed such a character.
But then again, isn’t this the norm of the “colorful” life of the Everlasting species?
Because they have lived too long, their attitude towards the world has become distorted.
Let’s not talk about other things. Isn’t there a trashy vampire mother who claims to have lived for 500 years but is still addicted to alcohol and can’t get out of it?
Compared to Tris, the young lady in front of her was just a bit of a natural nerd.
The overall performance was still reliable.
However, at this instant, Murphy wanted to ask Missy how old she is.
But he hesitated for half a day and still didn’t ask.
To ask this kind of offensive question to a lady who is not familiar with her, it is indeed very easy to be killed on the spot.
“If you are interested in Adele’s birth then ask her yourself later, you are her honored elder, she shouldn’t hide any information from you.
All I remember now is that I picked her up in a village in southern Transylvania when I was traveling to the Dark Mountains for twenty years.
At that time, she was alone and made a living by stealing, but she was nearly killed for her lack of skill.
Seeing pity for her, I gave the skinny little skinny monkey a little food, and she’s been following me ever since.”
Missy Femis shook her head, yawned, and opened up her casket to Murphy: “Is there anything else important to you?”
Murphy at once got up with a good eye to Missy, and wished the other good night.
Even though the sun was just coming up .
But for a vampire, this would be the time to say good night!
It was etiquette.
Besides, he came here to find out Missy’s attitude towards the vampire massacre, but he didn’t expect the other party to mention it at all, acting as if the deaths of the sixty Midnight Hunters meant nothing to her.
But this could also be Missy’s disguise.
The worst case scenario is that Murphy is caught in the Blood Vulture’s Cloisters and subjected to sunburn for backstabbing a fellow vampire as soon as he returns to Cadman City.
Perhaps he should have prepared for that?
After confirming that Phimis was already in her coffin, he wrapped himself up tightly with his hood and jumped out of the wagon, running to the front of the wagon to fiddle with the arithmetic beads again.
Four hours later, to the hottest part of the day, while Maxim and Miriam were taking a break from fixing their lunch in the roadside grove, Murphy pinched his broken pocket watch and stuck the seconds to manually confirm the player-initiated log-in pop-up at the completion time of the new update announced in the forum announcement.
Almost at the same time, the impatient little players in the other world then saw the active login feature that had been locked on the game helmet’s internal VR interface light up.
Their first attempt at active login.
A gentle light covered the field of vision in the helmet before their eyes, and in a trance they saw the dark nebulae swaying in the sky again, and then a solid projection of psychic energy weaving appeared shining before Murphy’s eyes, and without him needing to activate his own summoning expertise, the adorable little players appeared at his side once again.
It was as if they had opened their eyes from sleep.
As they had experienced when they logged into the game before, the sunlight grazed the shade of the trees and shone on their faces and bodies, making them feel the same warmth as in the real world.
“Shit shit shit! It’s so cool! Thai pants hot!”
Badger, who was lively and good at making friends, was the first one to jump up and do a back-to-back shrug in place, almost with a basketball in his hand.
The other players also looked happy after confirming that they could log in automatically, which meant that they were finally in control of their own game time.
There was no need to wait passively anymore!
From now on, they could go online whenever they wanted.
“My warriors, I’ve finally finished improving my summoning technique, now you’re free!”
Murphy, who was still in [Weakness], smiled and opened his arms to the players.
At his feet were the players’ previous equipment, and these guys who were uniformly wearing “newbie boxers” came up and put on their squire’s battle armor, and then put on the cloak that they had received as a “closed beta reward”, and all of a sudden, they became an army of blood guards that at least superficially appeared to be very imposing. The blood servant guards.
After they finished dressing up, Murphy took out a box and took out the arithmetic pearls inside and distributed them one by one to his little players, explaining as he did so:
“These are the rewards you deserve! They are the goods from the transportation team that we stopped last night, and I never thought that they would actually risk offending the halflings by smuggling these arithmetic pearls.
But perhaps it was destiny.
These items, which should have been used in the killing wars, can no doubt play a more valuable role in our grand scheme of things!”
The young players didn’t know what the arithmetic pearls in their hands were, but that didn’t stop them from hearing a little bit from the NPC’s words.
Combined with the update entry on the official forum post, it wasn’t hard for them to guess that the item in their hands was the “player interface” that the development team had temporarily added to the game.
“So even our player interface has to be snatched back by ourselves?”
King Meow played with the jewel-like arithmetic pearl in his hand and spat to the Happy Stick beside him:
“Blanch! This is too hardcore, isn’t it?”
“I’d say it’s pretty good.”
Happy Stick rolled his eyes and said:
“It’s more realistic than having an interface swiped out of thin air for you without reasoning, right? This game has really taken immersion to the extreme, but how does the reasoning thing work? Voice-activated? Or is it conscious manipulation?”
“The Operational Pearl is a marvelous crystallization of steam engineering, it requires activation, just a moment my warriors.”
Murphy took out the fourth generation of the pilot-type Operational Jewel hanging around his neck and injected psychic energy into it, red dots of light pulsed on the rounded surface of the jewel, and the gears on the internal psychic differential began to rotate and operate.
Invisible special frequency spiritual energy was emitted from the core computing jewel in Murphy’s hand, and the moment it resonated with the other subordinate jewels, the “player interface” in the hands of the small player was finally activated.
The big pigeon in the lead stared stupidly at the arithmetic pearl in his hand.
He could feel the small thing in his hand like a precision instrument emitting a slight buzzing sound, and then a semi-transparent spiritual energy light screen was created in front of his eyes, suspended in the palm of his hand, with text pulsating and brushing out:
[Computing treasure pearl activated!
Initialization in progress, please wait
User information scanning, consciousness binding complete!
Player attribute loading complete!
In-game communication channel grouping complete!
Friend list loading complete!
Translation module loading complete!
Information record and map functions are loaded! The subsequent functions are still under development, please look forward to it, and we wish you a smooth tour.
“This little thing is so smart!”
Invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex Che Che stared at the translucent light screen in his hand.
He tentatively reached out and tapped on a few of the modules already listed, and then the personal information belonging to him was projected as in the XP system’s light screen refresh.
“Strength 5, Dexterity 5, Endurance 5, Thinking 5, Perception 5, and Charisma 5 how come they’re all 5s? Is this a problem?”
Che Che grunted in displeasure.
Feeling as if the official was mocking him as a scum with only 5 combat power, he turned his head again to look at Niu Niu beside him, and after seeing Niu Niu’s player interface he couldn’t help but poof out a laugh as a whole.
“Shit! Thinking is only 2 ah! Niu Niu are you serious? Officially recognized as retarded, puhahahahaha!”
Looking at Che Che who covered his stomach and laughed until his waist hurt, with a black line on his face, Precipice Bull squeezed his fist in great displeasure and pressed down on Che Che and flipped him to the ground as he shouted:
“My thinking is only 2, but can’t you see that old me has 8 strength? Just you war five scum still have the face to mock me! If I don’t pout you today I’ll write my name backwards with my mouth and teeth!
Come on, a few people!
I’ll take off Che Che’s pants, you guys find a tree!
The one next to it is good. It’s thick and big enough, so I’ll take it!
Come on, Aruba walk it up.”
Seeing the screaming Che Che’s pants being taken off by the other six students, the other unscrupulous players were immediately happy to see Che Che’s pants being taken off and started to “traditional art” Aruba, and they continuously lamented that the physics engine of this stupid game was really fucking real.
Even the side of the Murphy is a face of auntie smile, lamented the small players are really passionate, if he is not playing NPC must be stable, he also would like to join in the memories of their own long gone years of youth.
As a result, in the next second, he saw Brother Woo Meow sneak up to him, squirming and embarrassed:
“That… Forum Reward.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Murphy returned with a stern face.
This made Brother Woo Meow round his eyes and cry out that the NPC had hacked his reward, but then he saw Murphy rub his forehead in confusion and say:
“Although I don’t know why I’m rewarding you, there seems to be a voice in the underworld telling me that you have indeed put in efforts for the grand plan that I’m not aware of.
So, come on my warrior King Woo Meow, I have just the thing for you here.”
(End of chapter)