359.Chapter 357 356 Since the Chosen Architect, the Chosen Martial Monk and the

Chapter 357 356.Since the Chosen Architect, the Chosen Martial Monk and the Chosen Swordsman have followed suit
“On the second day of the Transylvanian Championships, the Fight Club was still packed. Although most of the citizens had to work during the daytime to support their families, this could not stop the growing enthusiasm of the young players, who saw this event as a good opportunity to “make a name for themselves”.

Even those players who were not in the strength or dexterity department could make a name for themselves in other programs.

For example, the shooter department participated in the shooting competition, and after Little Reed won 12 consecutive victories on the first day, today it was the turn of Qu and Meow Shark to compete in a double-header.

But Meow Shark, this unlucky guy in the fourth game accidentally encountered a “wild NPC” Bow Knight Laneia, lost that a miserable.

When he just shot the third arrow, the other twelve arrows have been inserted in the center of the target.

Simply ruthless!
But this is also where the fun of the Championship lies.

No one knew if their next opponent would be one of those powerful NPCs, but it wasn’t true to say that players had no chance of winning at this stage, for example, the Claws of Frost Tooth, who was representing the Blood Rats Gang over at the Throwing Stadium, encountered Count Andre in the third match.

He was also lucky.

Andre made a small mistake on the last throw, allowing Tooth’s Claw to eventually narrowly defeat Andre with a record of 12:11, and obtain a Nordic Royal Flying Knife as a reward from the other side, and trigger a hidden quest.

But judging from the content of that hidden mission, perhaps this was a deliberate favor sold by the Earl of White Mountain as a way to pull in some of these potential warriors under Murphy’s command.

In this regard, Lord Murphy did not care.

This tournament was not only to provide players with a channel to brush up their scores, but also to ease the tension in the territory and raise the happiness level of the citizens.

Although most of the participants were amateurs, reduced to being a score-swiping tool and atmosphere group for small players, it didn’t stop Maxim from actually scavenging one or two talented locals from the people at large before cultivating them.

In the first place, this was to suppress the arrogance of those Northmen with a heart of gold and make them realize the toughness of the people of Transylvania, but it turned out that this kind of large-scale activities are surprisingly effective.

It even exceeded Murphy’s expectations, allowing Lord Lord to once again realize that the lords under his command are not really silly NPCs.

They also have their own likes and dislikes, and this kind of universal participation is most likely to boost people’s hearts, which also gave Murphy a detail and thought that he hadn’t noticed before.

“Miriam, how many local traditional festivals are there in Transylvania?”

The Governor General slipped to the administrative office, knocked on his consul’s door and asked a very inane question, and Miriam said without raising her head:
“It’s quite a mess, and there are some outlying places that have their own festivals, but really there are only a few that everyone recognizes, the Harvest Festival in the first few months, the Winter Curtain Festival at the end of the year, the Spring Plowing Day in the spring and the Festival of the Sacred Blood, which is very important to you vampires.

Why do you ask?”

“I was inspired by the Fighter’s Championship.

I suddenly realized that we’ve paid too little attention to the spiritual world of the lords before, they need some festivals, and my warriors are in great need of fancy activities to regulate the pace of their adventures, so I have a new idea!”

Murphy pulled out a chair and sat across from Miriam, the Scarlet Consul sighed, she put down the quill in her hand and looked at Murphy, picked up her glass of water and said:

“So, what kind of whimsical idea did our ‘Transylvanian Idea King’ have?”

“I’m going to have one for every month!”

“Pfft.”

The water that Miriam had just drank spewed out, luckily Murphy was a vampire and was quick, otherwise he would have been “shot in the face”.

“Are you crazy?”

Scarlet Consul spat out as he messily picked up a handkerchief to wipe the table and his mouth:

“One event a month? I’m not even talking about the manpower and resources needed to organize these events, do you still want the lords to work properly with one event every month?
What Transylvania needs now is to rebuild!
Murphy, I know you’re kind to your lords even to the point of forgiveness, but you have to look at it from the ruler’s point of view as well, don’t always think about having fun with the people.”

“No, no, no, this is from a realistic perspective.”

Murphy waved his hand in explanation:

“Concerning my warriors, their numbers will have a big boost starting next week, within a month or two, their numbers will exceed 1,000, and along with that, the straggler search is on track.

I estimate that there will be another wave of breakthroughs in their numbers at the end of the 100 days of building, before the Black Plague arrives.

According to my prediction, by the time we go head to head with the Jackals, the warriors under my command should be around 2,000, and although it doesn’t sound like much, with their vigor and activity, along with the well-connected locals around them, it’s definitely a force to be reckoned with in the Transylvanian land.

I’ll have to find something for them to do, do you understand? Miriam.

You’ve experienced the Jackal hunts first hand, it took these guys less than 40 days to drive out the long entrenched Jackals in Transylvania, and they’re already complaining that there are too few monsters in the land for them to have fun.

Once these guys are idle, we should have a headache, you have to understand that not every warrior wants to do the kind of work that helps people find lost dogs and cats.

You don’t want them to be an unstable factor, right?
In this case, giving them an activity every month can obviously motivate them, and if the pay and rewards are arranged well, they will enjoy it and even look forward to it immensely.

What’s more, they come from another world.

They have traditional festivals over there too, and if you want them to be attached to this land and willing to bleed and die for it, then we have to work a little bit on that front.

As for the manpower and resources to organize the event .
It’s too easy.

We set the theme and let them get busy on their own, or even let them plan it themselves, and all we need to provide is a venue and some official staff, and the administrators in Warrior Central are capable of taking care of all that.

We give very little and we get a lot.”

“Well, I get the feeling that you’re bullshitting, that you’re just trying to have some fun, but I have to say that you’re kinda on point with this bullshitting, so we can give it a try.”

Miriam said after a moment of thought:

“But their side of the festival…”

“I’ve already prepared you for that.”

Murphy smiled and took out a piece of paper from his psychic energy bag and placed it in front of Miriam’s eyes, and the Scarlet Consul said with a headache after scanning it:

“So many? Let’s see, Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Tanabata Festival, Mid-Yuan Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, hehe! You put the event theme on it as well?
This is good!
Saves me from sending people to collect information again.”

“This is just a simplified version, if we feel good when we implement it I still have the full version here.”

Murphy said with a raised eyebrow:

“Easter, Sabbath, Christmas, Midsummer, and so on, even the corresponding activities and corresponding rewards of each holiday I know by heart, and in most cases we don’t even need to directly pay for money and equipment, we just need some illusions .
Ahem, I mean, fancy dress can meet their holiday needs.

I’ve already gotten Tris and Femis to order a bunch of psychic toys, enough to last a long time.

The only problem now is that there are very few carriers to be found in Transylvania, but Sherron surprised me by saying that she was able to get ride-on ice bears and some frost wolf pups from the Cesar barbarians in Ice Bay.

There’s even wind vultures in their mountains.

Gosh, Miriam, I’ve never felt that our Transylvania is so rich, it’s like the perfect ‘newbie village’.”

“This is the first time I’ve heard someone use the word ‘affluent’ to describe Transylvania.”

Miriam glanced at Murphy with odd eyes.

She now really felt that her governor and his otherworldly warriors had been “lezzified” by too much contact.

However, now that she had been honed by Murphy for so long she was able to keep up with the Governor’s thought process, and after much deliberation, Miriam made up her mind and said to Murphy:

“The Holy Blood Festival at the end of the month next month might be used as an experiment, if your warriors do eat a set of them, I’ll set up a special folklore team in the administrative office to be in charge of those. In the past, the Feast of the Sacred Blood was a vampire holiday, but the fact that the Blood Vulture Clan ruled over Transylvania made it acceptable to everyone, and it was one of the most festive weeks of the year.

Even the usual mean and stingy vampires would be rare and generous, giving out bread and jam to all the people of the city.

As far as I can remember, those were the best days of the year for the relationship between humans and vampires.

Unfortunately, there were only those few days.

Hopefully, this time, you and Tris will bring something different to the table.”

“Well, leave it to us.”

Murphy got up and excused himself to Miriam.

He took out his broken pocket watch and looked at the time, and decided to go to the Midnight Chamber to take a look at the four “professionals” who had just entered the game today. The surprise brought to him by the last real professional, Old Chen Tou, was still in effect, and Murphy didn’t expect another big shot as powerful as Professor Chen. As long as he could excel, that would be a good thing!

With the pressure of Transylvania facing the Black Plague head-on, Murphy needed these brave and talented men, the more the better.
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“Why did you get Rin in here too?”

At the door of the Midnight Chamber, Sister Pomegranate was chiding Bull by the ears:
“Rin is different from the two of us, he’s going to inherit the family business in the future ah! If you play games with him, you’ll be beaten to death by your uncle! It’s not like you don’t know uncle’s bad temper.”

“It’s just because Rin is having a hard time every day, so I’m giving him something sweet.”

Niu Niu was still uplifted and said:
“That’s my own cousin, we grew up together, if I don’t feel sorry for him, who will? Besides, Rin’s talent in boxing is better than mine, and he is the head of his family’s martial arts center at such a young age.

If he could practice in the game, Uncle would be very happy.

Think about it, how much business can a martial artist with real combat experience bring to his family’s half-dead martial arts school?”

“Ugh, don’t bother talking about you.”

Sister Pomegranate sighed helplessly.

People have now passed the test application to get the helmet, and then letting her own little cousin not play that is definitely impossible, and Niu Niu pulled more than just her cousin this time.

He snubbed a senior who graduated two years ago as well.

Pomegranate sister still know that guy, but that guy learns judo, now in the provincial team, if properly developed in the future to become the same as her national first problem is not too big, but then want to go up that is not simply a matter of hard work.

Athletic sports this line, talent is really more important than anything else.

In this sister and brother two and three sports students followers ran to “pick up the marriage” at the same time, the cat brother side also carrying a highly recognizable heavy sword “Ranger” sneaked over, first and pomegranate sister greeted.

Still the same indifferent attitude as before, but the relationship between Cat and Niu Niu is very good.

He is not a few years older than Niu Niu and the three gymnasts, and is still two months younger than Garnet.

“Cat pulling someone in too?”

Caught Shrimp Household asked curiously:

“It’s said that friends of experts must also be experts, so you’ve brought in professionals this time?”

“Uh, not really professionals.”

Cat shrugged and said:

“A distant elder in Singapore, ten years older than me but two rounds older in generation, learned swordplay from him for a while when I was a kid. Actually, I’ve been thinking of letting him come in and play too but never found the chance, right now it’s just right.”

“Shit, and you’re still saying that you’re not family learned?”

Kachitonita spat, clutching her axe:

“The way you talk about this family business smells exactly the same as Bull bragging in the dormitory, your family doesn’t have a family sword technique too, right?”

“Uh, this one is really not.”

Cat rubbed his hair and laughed, and at the end of the laugh he whispered:

“My family’s family heirloom is the Sword Park Sword.”

“Fuck!”

The three gym students cursed in unison.

Sure enough, none of these guys who could make a name for themselves in the game were simple.

“Lord Murphy is here.”

The Shrimp Catchers glanced back and whispered.

A group of small players instantly formed a circle to get close to Lord Murphy, who had stepped out of the darkness, and the vampire governor casually asked a few questions about how he had been doing, just as he had before.

Performing the image of a living NPC to the fullest.

In fact, Murphy sometimes also thought, if this world really exists a skill called “NPC performance science”, then how to see his current level is also one of the best.

Now since the time has come, Murphy skillfully performs otherworldly summoning, spiritual energy threads delicately woven into human form, just a few seconds later, the figures of four men appeared in the empty midnight chamber.

Among them, the young ones looked left and right curiously, and when they saw Niu Niu, they immediately ran over with a face full of joy.

The two older ones were more steady.

Sizing each other up in the dimly lit chamber, [Wrist Howl], while moving his no-longer-injured leg to perceive the incomparable reality of the environment, noticed the slender man beside him with an extraordinary demeanor.

Perception from a martial artist told him that this might be a fellow traveler.

The [Fireworks Beef Bowl] also used the same gaze to look at the man beside him, whose hair was a bit gray, but whose waist was as straight as a rooted pine tree.

After a brief survey, he took the initiative to clasp his fists and salute, saying:

“Where does the footman’s teacher come from?”

“Foshan, casually practicing tricks, brother you?”

“Oh, Nanyang people, ancestry Jiangxi. Are you also invited by the untalented juniors to come and try your hand?”

Seeing that this old brother and sister actually chatted, Niu Niu and Cat instantly and helplessly went up and asked the two professionals to meet with Lord Murphy first, so that they could at least lead the main quest before they did so.

In accordance with the normal process of newcomers into the game went through, in the administrative office to receive the arithmetic treasure beads and spiritual energy dog tags, Niu Niu had intended to take Mr. Li to practice a level by the way to let him familiarize himself with the operation, but the result was that he heard the old Li some puzzled whisper asked:
“Yesterday, I heard you guys say that this game requires a transfer?”

“Yeah, you have to find the transfer item first.”

Niu Niu explained:
“But my old sister has a handbook of Blast Fist there, so all you need to do is read it and you’ll be able to transfer to Martial Monk Apprentice.”

“Martial Monk Apprentice? That’s not right.”

Mr. Lee somewhat unskilledly manipulated the character interface that popped up from his Arithmetic Treasure Pearl as he wondered:

“But this thing shows that I’m already a Martial Monk ah, look! Level 1 Sanshou Zong Yi Form Fist School Martial Monk, and the three character traits of [Fist and Kick Master], [Body Follows Heart], and [Misty Steps]. Is there something wrong with the data?”

“.”

Niu Niu wooden face did not say anything, he turned around and looked at Cat behind him, this game’s famous “Sword Saint” this face is also very depressed.

Apparently, he was in the same predicament as Niu Niu.

His elders were “born” with a “weapon specialist” profession, although there is no specific genre, but this is already enough to prove the gold content of these two guys.

In the real world, people with profound skills can actually come to the other world and “open the game”, which really makes these juniors lose face.

“I say, why don’t we form a guild?”

Sister Pomegranate was also numb when she encountered this situation, but her mind turned quickly and she turned her head to say to the others:

“Form a Transylvanian Martial Artists Association, it’s also convenient for more people of the same path to come in and learn in the future, as for this situation right now, I reckon that there will be a lot of ‘martial arts wizards’ in the future, so it’s time to make preparations early.”

“This name can be too un-gamey.”

Caught Shrimp Household waved his fist and shouted:
“Everyone who comes out to walk the rivers and lakes needs a loud name, I think it would be better to call it ‘Shadow Tracer Sect’! Mr. Li will be the Patriarch, Master Yang will be the Elder, and everyone will be a Big Brother.”

“Roll! You’re not a panda man.”

“But I have a good capacity for alcohol, maybe I can learn Drunken Fist in the future… By the way, is there a Drunken Fist Sect on this continent? There should be, right?”

(End of chapter)