Chapter 54 54 Some are still struggling to fight the monsters, and some have

Chapter 54 54.Some people are still bitterly fighting monsters, while others have already gone to the peak of life

In Cadman City, around the defense line of the militia under Maxim’s command, a group of small players who had just entered the game were resting here.

All of the players, including the “Chosen Lady” Garnet, who has four character specialties, are in a terrible state, and there are only 19 of the 24 players left.

Just now, the black snow in the city suddenly increased, like some kind of strange sign that caused the despair derivatives to suddenly launch a wave of counterattack, and five small players were drowned in the sea of monsters before they were caught off guard.

If it wasn’t for Maxim bringing help, it would have been hard for the rest of them to retreat back alive.

“You guys are too reckless!”

Maxim held the Operational Treasure Pearl in his hand and coldly scolded the small players in front of him:

“With your strength you shouldn’t even be near here! You do have courage, but your sacrifices should be more valuable! Your lives belong to Lord Murphy, and you have just wasted his time.

Go to the safe zone in the back to sharpen yourselves, and come back when you’ve mastered true combat skills.”

After saying that, Maxim turned around and left without hesitation.

The small players didn’t care about the NPC’s chiding.

They only felt that this was the NPC reminding them that with their current level 1-2 character levels, they really couldn’t roam around in this “Monster Wilderness” in front of them.

In other words, if a trumpet enters a high level map by mistake, isn’t it common for a few people to die?

“This real battlefield is not the same as the Soldier Strike group battle.”

The head of the Soldier Strike quartet, [Hedong Lion Roar], said to his two brothers:

“We do need to practice more, but has Dog picked up his dog tags and arithmetic treasure beads? We don’t have the money to get him another set now.”

“Picked them up, Dog threw them out when he died.”

[Mountain South Tiger’s Whistle] returned, and glanced at the Tiger Leopard Rider brothers next to them, they just rushed too quickly based on the number of people, and as a result, four out of the five people who died were from their side.

“It’s better to honestly do the gathering quests first, and bring up the Sword Art level to Skilled.”

The oldest three [Western Sichuan Wolfwalker] rubbed his shoehorned face and said to his own brothers:

“Let Brother Stick take us tomorrow, but that Pomegranate girl next to us is awesome yo, I just saw her single-handedly take on three monsters and saved two NPCs, all level one characters, what makes her so awesome?”

“People four character specialties, if this is not powerful, the balance of this game is considered waste.”

Lion Roar Brother grunted, got up and patted the dirt on his pants, said:

“Envy can’t come, the sum of our character attributes are all the same, there is no disruption of balance.

As for specialties, that’s what people have practiced on their own, I dare say that when we meet this girl in reality, even if she carries a clothesline pole in her hand, it’s not a problem for one person to beat the three of us.

A man should recognize when he is not as skilled as others!

Don’t say sour words.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

“Hey, don’t you say, this crap game is kinda fun.”

The second and third stood up and followed the boss towards the safer ruins, saying as they walked:

“I think our offline workout can be completely put online, not only is it real but there’s no fear of bloodshed so we don’t have to keep our hands.”

“Nonsense, online can train skills but not muscles, so we still need to practice offline, do a good job for two months and then go abroad to compete. I have a hunch that if we can beat Maxim to death before the competition, we’ll definitely be able to blow a big hole in the game this time!”

At the same time when the soldiers left, the Tiger Leopard Cavalry brothers who suffered a heavy blow and lost four people at one time also hung their heads and prepared to leave this frontline position, only a few students were left to look at you and me, and they didn’t intend to waste their time here either.

However, Sister Pomegranate was in high spirits.

Especially after everyone had left, she grabbed the Swift Sword in her hand and walked over to Maxim, translating to him with the Operational Treasure Pearl:

“Mr. Maxim, I want to fight you!”

“Huh?”

Maxim had been in and out of the “Monster Field” in front of him three times today, so he was already tired.

But looking at this valiant warrior girl in front of him challenging him, he was instantly interested, got up and moved his shoulders a bit, and said:

“If it’s a challenge, then I won’t show any mercy, warrior! But you don’t seem to be good with a sword, so use your best weapon.”

“Uh.”

Pomegranate Sister shrugged and dropped her sword then clenched her fists and shortened her stance in a standard boxing stance, and seeing this, Maxim simply dropped the sword in his hand as well and clenched his fists in a fighting stance.

Although he had been learning the Blood Vulture Sword Art, but the training of the Blood Servant Warriors also had the item of close combat, he was not afraid of this kind of fisticuffs.

“Western fist ah.”

Sister Pomegranate narrowed her eyes at the NPC’s movements, then grinned, thinking that this game did a really good job with such details.

She didn’t care about any plot equipment, and she had played fewer games before, this would be out of professional habit, and she could tell at a glance the school of movement of the NPC in front of her.

There was still a pattern to it.

Motion capture on this item, she is indeed willing to call this game the strongest!
At the back of this position, a small student party player curiously looked at the intense scene of close combat between Sister Pomegranate and the white-haired NPC, his eyes filled with envy.

Look at others and then look at yourself, both are players who just entered the game today, how is the gap so big.

If it wasn’t for Sister Pomegranate pulling him along, he would have been gnawed alive by the monsters pouncing on him, and the game recommended by his good buddy Badger was really good.

But this is too real is also a little bit not good, just saw several monsters pounced over, crotch a burst of warmth, almost pissed his pants. I almost peed my pants! If I get out in front of so many people, my gaming career will be over. No, one’s life would probably end here, right?
“Ugh.”

The young player [Heaven’s Chosen Fighting Gray Man] sighed.

He wasn’t particularly good at socializing in reality, and in the game, he couldn’t turn into a social cow all of a sudden. This time, he was just thinking about whether or not to be a “lone wolf” and go to the outer ruins to pick up a little bit of garbage, when he saw that a friend request popped up in the private chat of the player interface.

“Dirt bike Juho?”

The ash-battered man blinked.

He’d heard Badger brag earlier that this was supposed to be one of the two middle-aged men in the game, right?
What was he doing adding himself as a friend?

Although he was puzzled, he still passed the invitation, and as a result, while he was still thinking about how to say hello, the mud truck over there popped out a sentence directly:

“Little brother, you’re the graduate student of the civil engineering design program at Pigeon Treasure and Niu Niu’s school, right? I’ve heard Badger say that your designs have won awards?

Awesome, you look like a young man with great talent!

No wonder you passed the test application.”

“Aiya, it’s just a pheasant award, you flatter me.”

The gray-hitting man instantly felt his cheeks burning, inwardly complaining about this Badger’s mouth, saying everything outwardly, but then again, he was a bit flattered because of the warmth of his old brother across the street.

Student party is just thin-skinned, a few words of bragging let him instantly pull up his favorability towards this cunning middle-aged man of the mud truck.

“So what, do you want to come to the survivor camp?” Dirtbike then extended an invitation and said:

“There’s just the right place for you over here! You won’t regret it, trust me!”

“Huh?”

The Chosen Fighting Gray Man was truly bewildered this time, and he asked cautiously:
“Are there any exclusive missions over there?”

“You’ll know when you come, it’s a good thing! We’re all brothers who play together and we’re all the Chosen One who drew the test qualification, how could I lie to you?

Come on, I’ll give you an official job, and find you two more girls to be assistant secretaries, and a proper man is fine, as you like.

People I have picked out for you, two fallen rich girl oh, in short, you come quickly!
I’m in a hurry here.”

Dirtbike sent a group invitation in passing, and prodded a few more times.

The gray-hitting man was filled with confusion, not understanding at all what the Dirt Truck meant.

Being an officer?

Is that some kind of black word?

Is it even possible to be an official in this game?

And what the hell is a rich girl in distress as an assistant secretary?
Is there any other exciting way to play this game?

Shit!
Badger didn’t say anything about it before, or did the confident Badger himself not know how to play this game?
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“Miriam appointed three small players as camp management? This game is really getting to her.”

Outside the ruined defense line of Cadman City, Murphy, who was resting with his eyes closed, let go of the core arithmetic jewel in his hand.

This thing acted as the superior node of the communication matrix between players, allowing Murphy to browse through all the private chat conversations between players and record the sending and completion of every quest within the matrix without being detected.

Of course, he would not call it “prying into privacy”, this is just a “necessary protection” for the small players, after all, this other world is really dangerous.
After all, this foreign world is really dangerous, and the level of the young players now can not go out everywhere.

In fact, he had noticed the changes in the survivor camp.

Originally thought that Miriam, that college student with knowledge but no practice, would be in a mess and eventually bowed her head and asked for his help, but he didn’t expect that the red-haired girl’s brain was as good as ever, and she didn’t even need him to remind her of the correct way to use the small players.

That said, since Miriam had bravely taken the first step, her side couldn’t be worse, as the only “dog planner” at the moment and probably for quite a long time, she might be able to do some work in this area as well.
“Look at what they’ve done, and look at you, Tris.”

He whispered to Tris, who was resting against the alchemy table beside him:

“My otherworldly warriors have a lot of potential, you’ve got to learn the right way to get along with them, don’t always let them find you a drink, that’s too big of a stretch.”

“Fuck off, give me a break little Murphy.”

Tris looked tired.

She wasn’t groping for fish, but she was exhausted after an alchemy operation just now, and in the clearing not far from Tris were several large crates of peculiarly colored kerosene.

Those were special supplies that the small players had scavenged from all over the city, and were added by Tris to the alchemical substance Blazing Gum to make it more intense and rapid and to maintain a long and wide range of combustion.

Now it was just the first batch.

Murphy’s plan was to make a huge amount of kerosene enough to set the entire outer city ruins on fire, which meant that Tris wouldn’t be able to stay idle for the next two days.

“Do we really have to burn the entire outer city?”

A few minutes later, Tris stretched her back and opened her eyes, picking up the wine that the small player next to her had “honored” her with, twisting the lid open, and taking a sip of the wine, then said to Murphy, who was looking through the Catacomb Sword Guard’s Code of Conduct:

“This is also the first time I’ve encountered a large-scale invasion of the material world by astral energy, and the advice I’m giving you is just a guess based on my knowledge of psychic energy.

I can’t guarantee that the Astral Shadows in the city will subside after the flames have burned through.

Perhaps something more dangerous will happen, such as irritating the Star Realm taint that has enveloped and engulfed the inner city but has stabilized and begun to ebb, allowing it to expand into the outside world.”

“No matter, it is done for the survivors, for whom the knowledge of psychic powers is too obscure, and the Transylvanians firmly believe that darkness and evil will only meekly recede where flames have burned.

They want to see an outcome that will reassure them, and it’s up to us to fulfill their wishes.”

Murphy looked at the text on the secret codex in his hand that described the power of the Grave Sword Guards, and he whispered:

“And even if we don’t do anything, the inner city will be completely pulled into the astral realm in a few days, won’t it?
That’s the worst that can happen, how much worse can it get? But I’m curious Tris, are you sure that the buildings underground won’t be taken along with the Astral Spirit Energy?”

“That’s chaotic it’s not like astral psychic energy is an omnipotent divine art unleashed by the star gods, and since they are psychic energy they have to follow the most basic rules, and they can indeed erode all materials and physical structures in the material world.

But that takes time.”

Tris explained:
“After the surface city is dragged into the astral world, the structure underneath the inner city will definitely be preserved, but being soaked with such a huge amount of filthy spiritual energy throughout will change the material properties there, and it will become a place so out of place with the real world that you may need to spend a huge amount of manpower and material resources to reclaim it.

That said, Little Murphy, don’t hide it from me, what exactly do you want to do with this series of behaviors?”

“Snap.”

Murphy closed the Grave Sword Guard Drill Book in his hand, and looking back at Tris’ probing gaze, he revealed a gentle smile and said:

“Missy’s previous accusation was correct, I do intend to establish a territory belonging to me on the ruins of Cadman City, anyway, the Blood Vulture Clan is gone, so naturally, this unclaimed land is first come, first served.

As for how we should develop in the future, I don’t have a concrete idea yet.

But if I can get the leadership of the Blood Vulture Clan, I will definitely make you the new leader”

“Ch, who cares.”

Tris rolled her eyes with infinite flavor and said in a long drawn out voice:

“I for one don’t want anything more to do with the Blood Wyverns, we might as well get out of here little Murphy, I still have some old friends with the other clans, they’ll take us in, your warriors will be the force that will make you famous, you’re destined to have”

“No, I’m not leaving.”

Murphy took hold of Tris’ hand.

He looked at the horrific scars that stretched from Tris’ neck all the way down into her corset, and he whispered:

“This wound that’s been tormenting you for almost 200 years was made by Salokdar, wasn’t it? It’s something he owes us! He must apologize and make amends for making you suffer for so long.

If he won’t give it, we’ll get it ourselves!
Like a true Transylvanian, we’ll take back what we want!”

Murphy’s decisive words silenced Tris, who took another sip of wine and said:

“The old you wouldn’t have said such things, young Murphy, the gradually manifesting powers are luring you into the homecoming of the vampires, and that worries me a little.”

“Is there a possibility that I’ve always been like this, and only dared to show my true colors after I got my powers?”

Murphy grinned, looking back at the ruins of the Outer City still covered in the shadow of the Star Realm, he let out a long breath, let go of Tris’ hand, and said:

“This is our home in this world!
It is not gentle and even very savage and rough, yet who would dislike their home, even though it has suffered bad luck, contempt and coldness?
We are not going anywhere!

It is here that we begin our new life!
Say goodbye to the old weakness, compromise and self-hatred! From now on, you and I, our lives are in our own hands only.

Just like my warriors, we will live as free as they are!”

(End of chapter)