Chapter 53 53 Said I’d run here to brush up on my reputation but why am I on the tour?

Chapter 53 53.Saying goodbye to running to brush up my reputation but why would I become an official in the game?

Badger’s post has just been sent out in less than five minutes to become the hot post of the day, all the players who have already gone offline or have not yet come online are under the post crazy discussion about the Badger summarized this set of “goodwill formula”.

They don’t have any complaints about the way Badger listed the other NPCs, but they do have a problem with the one that Badger left out, “Lord Murphy”.

Woo Meow Brother: [Why don’t you list Lord Murphy’s preferences? Hurry up and write another ten dollars, I’m waiting to read it.

Lumina-Yang Scar: [It must be Badgern who wants to have Lord Murphy’s love and care all to himself… wow, what a cunning teenage slut0.]

Arrivaln: [Don’t be bloodthirsty you guys, it’s not that I don’t want to write, it’s that Lord Murphy hasn’t shown any inclination to be particularly fond of certain things so far.

If I have to say, he seems to be quite interested in some of our side’s customs.

There are several fellows who get so embarrassed when he asks them back when they say something strange, I guess it’s because he uses a unique AI?

Guided by three or five more buckets: [Wrong! Murphy-sama has favorites, you just haven’t noticed!

Arrival: [???? Impossible! I’ve been secretly observing, there’s no reason for me to miss such a big mistake… What do you say, what does Murphy-sama like?

Much guided three or five buckets: [Hey, hey, isn’t it simple? He likes Mrs. Tris ah! Can’t you see that when the two NPCs are together, Lord Murphy is as well-behaved as a little baby? So I guess the personal reputation of these two should be linked.

Maybe after Lady Tris’s goodwill reaches a certain level, the option to give Lord Murphy a gift will open up.

And then again, it’s also possible to get a word in edgewise from Lady Tris, Lord Murphy is her bloodline, so who knows her child better than her?”]

Arrival: [!!! Right ow, I did overlook that, the NPCs in this game are quite intelligent, there’s no chance that I can actually ask for some key information after my favoritism with Mrs. Tris increases.

One thing is for sure though, no matter which NPC route the players plan to take in the future, Lord Murphy’s reputation should definitely be brushed to the max.

He was the mainline NPC!

Without him, there’s no way for the plot to even move forward.]

Dirt Truck Dweller: [@All members, we’ve found the new skill book! Right here in the survivor camp, the final reward after opening Miss Miriam’s camp series of quests is “Blood Wyvern Swordsmanship – From Skillful to Proficient”, but it requires a minimum of 30 side quests to be completed in the camp, and the final level of completion can’t be lower than 70%.

Can any more brothers get online?

Come up and do the quests together, there are so many quests over here that the three of us can’t even keep busy.]

Woo Meow King: [I can’t get on the line ah old brother, today’s game time is used up, you guys do it first, just as a way for brothers to explore.

Shoveler Strikes: [Probing ah, the quests in this game are all disposable! Except for the main quests that can be shared and a few dailies, there’s no way for you guys to do them again once we’ve done them. But there are more and more NPCs in the camp, the Dirtbike and I just tried it, and basically every NPC can trigger a conversation.

Many of them have quests, most of them are to go to the city ruins to find someone or something, we only took some of them and left the rest for you guys].

Lead Big Dove: [Older brother steady! We’ll go online tomorrow and work as hard laborers in the camp to move the bricks, but I remember you guys have always operated with two people, why is there suddenly a third?]]

Dirt Truck Juhe: [That’s what, I pulled my brother-in-law in as well, sunglasses cool guy.jpg]

Kono Meow Meow Shark Ta: [Is this the gaming world for middle-aged people? So scary…]

At this time, in the survivor camp in the safe area outside of Cadman City, with the dusk glow of the early evening shining on the earth, the old man in the dump truck turned off the forums and stretched, looking back at the newbie behind him who was looking left and right, grinning and saying:
“What? Didn’t screw you over this time, did I?”

“I thought you were joking before, but I didn’t expect it to be true, is this really a game that can be made with the current cutting edge technology? The effect is also too real, right?”

The newcomer, “Full Risk Semi-Trailer” bounced in place, but didn’t fly.

Apparently Mother Earth in the game world was also afraid that her child would fall and get seriously injured so she bound him with gravity, the new player felt the various sensations coming from his body while saying to his brother-in-law:
“To be honest, my understanding of the game is still stuck in the Sunwell version of WOW, now this technological advancement is too fast, right?”

“Hey, I do think that this game is quite good as a place to leisurely retire.”

Dirtbike patted the shoulder of the fully insured semi-trailer and said:

“There’s a river not far from this ruined city, it’s a tributary of the main river in the Transylvania region, I heard people say that there’s a lot of kinds of awesome and tasty fish there, you get yourself a fishing rod and sit there for a day with no one caring, and save your wife from arguing with you.”

“Who wants to quarrel with her, annoying, fishing a fish have to be nagged, I’m not not to support the family, this busy half of his life can not enjoy enjoy it?”

Full risk half hanging full of complaints said, then followed the mud truck pushing a crate full of wood toward the survivor camp not far away.

These arm-thick logs were all chopped down by the two of them just now, as part of the camp construction task issued by Miss Miriam.

According to reason, the monster cleanup on the other side of Cadman City was in full swing, and new players like All Risks Half Hanging should be practicing, however, he, like Dirt Truck and Shovel were already forty years old, and really had little interest in fighting and killing, and they were really playing this game just to retire.

Compared to those fierce monsters and mysterious plots, they prefer this kind of life but not boring scenes, the three guys are doing machining in the first half of their lives, “industrialists”, for the enthusiasm of manufacturing and construction is much higher than the destruction.

“Come on you two!”

Just as they entered the campground, they heard Shovel’s oldest brother there, urging them on:

“Why did it take so long to cut a piece of wood? It’s not like I’m asking you to actually cut down trees, come on, put up the fence, I’ve got NPCs coming over to help, I have to put up their tents next, there’s a lot to do today.”

“Shit, I’m here to play the game not to fight ash, you’re rushing me!”

Dirtbike cursed, feeling that Shovel was having an occupational habit attack and was using him as a laborer again.

But next to the full insurance semi-trailer a turn of the head but saw a group of NPCs are moving things in a chaotic manner but there are still a lot of people have nothing to do, some people are quarrelling because of the problem of food distribution, this will be the entire camp in the male NPCs are drawn to the side of the city ruins, this side of the remaining are all some women and children.

But it’s just as noisy.

“This camp is not very good!”

The all-risk semi-trailer shook his head for a moment, and went up to help put up the fence, while whispering to the dump truck and the shovel:
“There’s not a single rule or clear plan in sight! Even though the men who are prone to trouble have been drained away, even the women get into trouble here, and if we don’t take care of it, I reckon we might have to bleed tonight.

I thought this game had intelligent NPCs? Why hasn’t the supervisor here stepped in yet?”

“Intelligent isn’t the same as omnipotent.”

Shovel rolled his eyes and said:
“The supervisor over here is a young girl of twenty-three or twenty-four at the most, and supposedly a college student who’s studying at a halfling’s university, and you’ve been in human resources for over twenty years and you know what college students are like.

She is smart enough to encounter this kind of thing is also a big girl on the sedan chair for the first time, can have how much experience?100% proposed really should be like this.”

“Yes, this little girl, Miriam, doesn’t even know her priorities.”

The dump truck buried the cut down tree deep into the dug out pit, waving the shovel in a decent manner while saying:

“In a situation like the one at hand, we need to use a thunderous method to suppress these refugees first, and then use the residual power to set up the rules, choose competent people to be in charge of specialized things, the one who puts out the food is specialized in putting out the food, and the one who sends out the supplies has to be specialized in that as well.

The most important thing is the place to live.

The first few nights is that everyone has just escaped and can still make do, but tonight is still not good enough to estimate that there will be a mess.

Lord Murphy had given Miriam legitimacy and authority by having Maxim cut down seven disobedient goods earlier, but the girl hadn’t grasped it at all.

I doubt she even realizes why vampires must be allowed to see blood in the camp. Alas, too young to be thinking about getting her own way and ignoring the fact that not everyone is rational, and still hasn’t suffered.”

“Fighting! Damn it’s so exciting! Quickly look! Grabbing hair.”

All Risks Semi exclaimed, and the dirt bikes and shovels that were directing the work of a few NPCs looked back.

Good guy, hair meal place a group of women NPC has been screaming into a ball, tugging hair slapping issued a pig-like howl, a group of idle people with nothing to do is still in the side of watching blindly uproar.

“It’s so intelligent, it’s almost exactly the same as what I’ve seen before.”

Shovel skimmed his lips and picked up the shotgun next to him in his hand, the muzzle of the gun raised up towards that side.

The sound of the gunshot cut through quickly silenced the people in the chaos, and Shovel’s oldest brother slowly and methodically lowered the gun that was emitting smoke and used the Operational Treasure Pearl to translate what he wanted to say, and then asked a teenager next to him to yell it out for him.

“Everyone! Go back to where you belong! Keep your hands to yourself, and if you break the rules again, you’ll be sent back to the city!”

This blunt threat received a strange effect, and the women whose faces were still bleeding immediately lowered their heads and dispersed in a well-behaved manner.

They had all escaped from the city and understood very well what it meant to be sent back, and these people with silver dog tags around their necks in front of them were Lord Murphy’s warriors, they didn’t have the guts to mess with these vampire’s lapdogs.

It was just like the old habits in Cadman City.

“Six ah, shovel!”

Dirtbike laughed and whacked Shovel in the shoulder.

The two of them did not think anything else purely casually, but just entered the game full insurance half-hanging but thoughtfully watched this scene, he has a clearer understanding of this game called “absolutely real” NPC intelligent play.

The NPC’s reaction to this random event was simply divine!
It was almost the same as those who like to cause trouble in reality.

“I say, two old brothers, why don’t we give the camp director some ideas?”

After pondering for a few minutes, the All Risks Semi-Trailer whispered to the Dirt Truck and Shovel:

“Even if it’s just a suggestion, didn’t that Badger’s post say that this camp will become our newbie village in the future? Then surely the safer the better, we can’t just let it go on in such a mess, right?”

“Suggestions? How are you going to do that?”

Shovel rolled his eyes and said:
“The language of these NPCs is systematic, we can’t learn it for a while, the translation of the arithmetic pearl also has a limit, a maximum of 200 words at a time will be enough, I heard Ms. Miriam say that this thing can be fitted with a microphone module, so that we can realize simultaneous interpreting and communicating with each other.

But that’s high-end goods, only in the halfling’s territory circulation, Transylvania this poor place can’t have.”

“We don’t need to talk to her face to face!”

The all-risk halfling shook his head, pointing to the teenage kids next to him who had been assigned to help them with their work:

“They can be responsible for translating, we just need to list out the rules and regulations, it’s just a matter of a few sentences, whether or not we adopt it is that NPC’s own business.

And I’m also curious to see, how real can this game be?
If her intelligence level is really high, then she will definitely give us feedback after submitting this suggestion.

Maybe even get an item reward.

Although we don’t fight monsters, since we’re playing a game, getting a good outfit is also an important part of the gaming experience… Speaking of which, they’re organizing to brush up on copies… Let’s go and give it a try tomorrow as well?”

“That makes sense!”

Dirtbike’s eyes lit up.

The three middle-aged men immediately got together and whispered about it, and used the notes function of Shovel’s Operational Treasure Pearl to list an outline of roughly five hundred words, finding a young girl who could read and write and having her copy it down with pen and paper and send it to the camp supervisor, Miriam.

After taking care of all this, the three old brothers started happily leading the NPCs to get the fence again.

Shovel also planned to get a simple barbecue grill to roast a few rabbits to try.

There was a perfect diet and excretion system in this game, and the character would go into weakness if he didn’t eat for a long time, which made Shovel keenly realize that it was also very promising to engage in the catering industry in the game.

That said, when he was a kid, becoming a barbecue chef was actually one of his life’s “career plans”, who would have thought that this small wish would actually come true in this situation?
In the big tent of the camp, Miss Miriam, who was under a lot of pressure due to lack of sleep and difficulty in managing the increasing number of people in the camp, was looking at the red hair in her hands in a melancholic manner.

It had only been two or three days and she had started to lose her hair due to the stress.

She already knew why all the outstanding graduates of the administration department were bald, it was really easy to lose hair in this line of work!

Moreover, she clearly felt the limitations of the specialized knowledge she learned in the administration department of Chardonnay University in practical application, she felt that everything in the camp was a mess, so she didn’t know how to act even if she wanted to get started, it was like a mess that she couldn’t unravel.

Most importantly, she lacked qualified helpers.

There weren’t enough of Murphy’s men to sprinkle into the city, so how would they have time to help her run the camp?

Moreover, that unlucky vampire had been a shirker and given her the right to manage the survivor camp, so if she didn’t do a good job, it would be the same as the last vestige of dignity that she had been trying to maintain would be shattered as a result.

Maybe she would even be secretly mocked by that nasty Maxim! Knowledge and reason would truly lose out to superstition and foolish loyalty by then!
Can this be tolerated?
Just when Miriam felt like her head was about to explode, the advice of the three middle-aged men was delivered to her, and without exaggeration, it was like a traveler in the desert seeing a handful of fresh water.

These three people were Murphy’s warriors, right?
Then there must be no problem with loyalty.

Moreover, the advice they wrote was concise, well-organized and highly enforceable.

That means they must have previous experience in management.

Doesn’t that make it all work?
Miriam’s eyes lit up.

Suddenly remembering Murphy’s previous instructions to fully utilize the courage and wisdom his warriors possessed Well, so that’s what that vampire meant?

Miriam felt enlightened for a moment!

She looked at this suggestion with her eyes getting brighter and brighter, and then immediately got up and straightened her appearance, striding towards the outside of the tent.

A few minutes later, the middle-aged trio looked dazedly at their player interface, on which was the quest that the sincere-faced Miss Miriam in front of them had just sent them:

[Quest name: Seek the Virtuous!

Task content: Miss Miriam, the supervisor of the survivor camp, has seen your amazing talents, and she has decided to grant you the privilege of “Survivor Camp Administrator” to help her improve and manage the entire camp, so as to live up to Lord Murphy’s expectations of her.

Objective: To make rules and regulations for the survivor camp, and to help the camp complete the construction of the village and town.

Reward: temporary commander-in-chief power – 100-150 manpower / camp planning power / law making power / imprisonment punishment power – for survivors only]

“Blanch!”

Fully Dangerous Half Hanged couldn’t help but burst out, he turned his head to look at his own brother-in-law and asked in a small voice:
“This is . Becoming an official? Does this game even really have a build mode? How many things have been sewn in here? It’s too outrageous, right?”

(End of chapter)