Chapter 71 70 Fuck! Me again? Can’t you get someone else?

Chapter 71 70. fuck! Me again? Can’t you just woe someone else? 1060]

(Additional for brother ‘Claws of Frost Teeth’ [5/5])
In the forum game group, the small players who had gone offline today were blowing off steam and sharing a little bit of new information in the game, they had already developed this habit, especially after adapting to the rhythm of playing six hours of Real Otherworld every day as if they were going to work, they would always subconsciously collect all the information related to this game.

The so-called “love of the house and the crow’s nest” is the truth.

However, just as everyone was chatting and blowing off steam and preparing to vote for the female NPC with the best body in the game, Lumina Yang Scar, who should still be hard at work moving bricks in the game, suddenly jumped out.

Lumina Yang Trace: [@All members, check out this quest! Picture.jpg]

Lead Big Dove: [! A team quest? It’s still shareable, shit! Rewarded with a finely crafted recruit weapon and a full set of veteran gauntlets available for each profession?

That lucrative?

Lumi, where did you get this mission from?

Lumina-Yang Scar: [It’s a special event that refreshed after you guys went offline, a group of badby blood vulture vampires that escaped from the inner city are up to no good! It can be confirmed that they are hostile NPCs, and they will definitely be linked to the next plot developments.

Maxim gave me this quest, and he instructed me to get as many people as possible to complete it.

I’m guessing the difficulty is quite high!

So you guys hurry up and set up a time to get online together, and remember that the deadline for the start of the quest is early tomorrow morning in game time.

I just converted the time difference and it’s almost this afternoon on your side of the world.

Come on!
I just analyzed the wave.

If this mission fails the camps we’ve established in the game and the outer cities we’ve recaptured may be overrun by this group of hostile vampires.

It’s not like we’ll have to delete the game and restart, but we’ve been working all week for nothing!
Moreover, these vampires are different from Lord Murphy, they really consider drinking human blood as entertainment, if we really let them take power, the NPCs that we worked so hard to save would probably all die].

King Woo Meow: [Shit! Is it that serious? Could it be just a side option plot?]]

Onboard Happy Stick: [Squinty-eyed grin, does Brother Woo Meow still have doubts about the reality and hardcore nature of this game now? Lumina-chan’s guess is at least 80% true!

A large portion of this game’s current plot drive is the player being the main focus.

In other words, I’m guessing that this could be the dog planner coming back to life, just like the Smuggler’s Woodland Blockade before it, where the devs had to give us ‘testers’ a hardcore boost every now and then.

So it’s better to discuss a strategy quickly.

Especially the newcomers!
Tomorrow on the line to listen to the command, do not TM buried head rush, you own death does not matter, if even dragged everyone’s mission failure, seven days in vain can be careful brothers offline pouting you.

Lumina – Yang scar: [Maxim also gave me the authority to open the armory of the Cadmanian self-help army, he rented us the use of the refined recruits weapons and veteran protective gear, and now the key is in my bag, do not I go offline first?
Save the game time to join you guys online this afternoon to fight the regiment?”]

Woo Meow King: [Yes, you go offline first to catch up on your sleep, we’d better go online an hour before the start of the mission, counting the time you’ll have to get up in the wee hours of the morning . This time difference is killing me, remember to set your alarm clock!

Or give me your phone number in private chat, I’ll call you on the phone then].

Precipice Bull is not afraid of difficulties: [@Lumina Yang Scar, Lumi-san, is my cousin on the line too? Isn’t she with you?]

Lumina Yang Trace: [Sister Pomegranate was sent a hidden mission by Lord Murphy, she’s urgently escorting Miss Miriam to Moorland Village at this time.

That’s the second point I was going to make!

The next direction of the plot will most likely have something to do with those witch hunters outside the city as well, and coupled with the fact that Madame Tris said that the Star Realm Vortex in the inner city will dissipate tomorrow, I reckon that whether or not tomorrow’s team quest can be completed may be directly related to whether or not the new map can be opened.

It’s just like WOW’s Anchorage opening event, another player-driven mode of game progress].

King Woo Meow: [F*ck! Don’t mention it, my dead youth is attacking me again . Code’s, lit up! Fuck!]

Badgeron: [Burning my ass! You old man hurry up and go to work and work, get your strength back, if you pull a crotch in the afternoon fight, you’ll see if your brothers pout and you’re done, squinty-eyed grin].

Dumper car Juhe: [Brothers, I am thinking, tomorrow to fight the group can not pull NPC to help battle ah? The 400 or so NPC brothers under us can kill those vampires with a shovel, right?

Spicy Goo Goo Chicken: [Blanch! Packers shaking people to fight in a group fight, a truckload of bread people when the battle starts is spectacular when you think about it! Bull!

Lumina-Yang痕：【@泥头车居合，估计不太行，特兰西亚地区的人对吸血鬼都有一种发底底的畏惧，而且普通NPC在那种战场上就是吸血鬼的移动血包啊!

Did you forget about what happened in the Smuggler’s Woods?

It’s better to keep the regular NPCs away, but I think the militia can act as fire support on the periphery.

Lead bullets can slow down vampire movement, especially if they fly into the sky, and a flurry of shotgun fire can bring them down].

Shoveler strikes: [OK! I’ll bring the camp guards there tomorrow! I seem to have that temporary authority as head of security. Sister Pomegranate is also the Decapod of the Kademan’s Self-Rescue Army, so she should be able to bring a militia to help with the war effort as well, provided she can make it back in time].

Do Bionic Snails Dream of E-Trees: [Older Brother Steady!

King Woo Meow: [@All members, come online at 17:30 PM sharp, the survivor camp meets for a tactical meeting, all must attend!

Anyone who has a question now hurry up and say it! If you don’t have any questions, you can all go offline now to get your strength up.

Stick, Pigeon Bowl, give your two new brothers some information on how to play this game, don’t be embarrassed if you go around like a fly without a head].
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“Why me again! Why does it always fall to me to liaise with the witch hunters? I wonder, couldn’t Murphy have picked someone else?”

At this moment, in the direction of the survivors’ camp towards the village of Moorland, a warhorse was carrying two girls as they galloped under the night.

The one controlling the horse was the camp supervisor, Miss Miriam, and behind her was the small player, Sister Pomegranate, who had received a task from Murphy that required her to escort Miriam forward to meet with the witch hunters to discuss cooperation.

Pomegranate has no problem with this task, but Miriam will be full of complaints.

She was the one who risked her life to be the second best in the battle in the Filthy Swamp, and this time, it was her turn again. But in reality, with Miriam’s brain she knew exactly why Murphy had given this to her to do.

First of all, there really weren’t many people under Murphy’s command who could take on a big job.

Secondly, she saved Natalie and her crew, which was a fragrant love for the witch hunters, and letting Miriam come over to talk about cooperation would at least not put her life in danger.

And now, the redhead was very skeptical that this was all calculated by Murphy in advance? Did he already know that these witch hunters would come to Cadman City?
Sister Pomegranate heard the NPC’s complaints and sighed in her heart that this game was really well done.

The NPC’s emotional response was just like the real thing, look at this red-haired girl’s complaint, tsk, it’s really just as whiny as a laborer who was sent by his boss.

In addition, those rhodium cesium beryllium player’s statement is also true, in-game character modeling is very great and very real.

She would be sitting on the horse with Miriam in her arms, and could clearly feel the contours of the other girl’s body bouncing up and down as the warhorse raced, as well as her body temperature rising slightly due to her nervousness, it was as if she was really riding wildly with another girl under the night.

Coupled with the dead and seeping night color around her and the oppressive feeling of a big event coming, it made the sense of immersion in this lone negotiation action simply pull full.

Now that’s playing the game!
“Miriam-sama, I think it’s better for you to hurry up and think about how to negotiate with the witch hunters now, besides complaining.” Sister Pomegranate whispered a reminder, and Miriam still had to look at the translated text of the arithmetic treasure beads to know what she was talking about, she sighed as she pulled on her horse’s reins:

“I still need to get you guys a psychic microphone module earlier, otherwise this would be too much of a struggle to communicate, don’t worry, what to talk about, Lord Murphy has already mentioned me in the treasure pearl communication.

I heard that you are the most capable female champion of all the warriors, remember to protect me in a while.

Don’t fight hard if the situation is bad. We’ll just surrender.

This is also one of Murphy’s strategies.”

“Don’t worry, my lord, my two fists will fight for you on this night!”

Garnet grinned, mid-sentence herself when no one else was around, and spoke to Miriam after the pompous little players’ allegiance.

But these NPCs were still eating it up.

Lord Miriam in her arms nodded with great satisfaction, and much of that awe seemed to disappear.

The warhorses on their hips were the best carriers in the camp, and it would take at least five hours to reach Moorland Village at the current speed.

Sister Pomegranate’s game time had just been consumed by that time, and she was planning on whether or not to go offline first, but a few minutes later, Miriam suddenly pulled the reins of the horse violently, causing the warhorse to raise its front hooves in place with a neigh.

It almost threw the poorly ridden Sister Pomegranate off.

But it was necessary!

For right in front of them, four silent witch hunters on warhorses were emerging from the shadows of the woodland and blocking the way and all had drawn their weapons for horse combat.

“We are here to negotiate! No offense!”

Miriam screamed in a strained voice:

“I have come on behalf of Lord Murphy’s will to have Natalie and her crew come out to me! I saved them, they owe me their lives!”

The shout stopped the witch hunters ready to charge in front of them.

They spoke to each other in faint voices, then the three left one behind to turn his horse and gallop to the rear.

“Damn! They’ve made their move.”

Miriam whispered to Sister Garnet, who had popped her fist blade spikes beside her and was always ready to do battle:
“This is less than 40 minutes by road from Cadman City, and they left even earlier than we did, is this an attempt to raid the camp? Or are they going to just break into Cadman City?”

Sister Pomegranate didn’t answer.

As a martial artist, she had already entered a state of preparation for combat, with all her attention on the three witch hunters in front of her.

The latter’s aura was obscure and sharp putting Sister Pomegranate under quite a bit of pressure, and she felt that even in a one-on-one situation, she would have a hard time putting down even one of them.

According to the knowledge of the game that her cousin had previously popularized, these witch hunters were definitely much stronger than ordinary people, but they shouldn’t have gotten this strength from exercising.

So, was it the increase of supernatural power in this game world?

As a player himself, would he be able to surpass the limits of ordinary people in the future with the same increase in power?

Just a few minutes after this breathtaking standoff had passed, the neighing of a warhorse rang out from under the night ahead, and the outpost that had previously run back to deliver the message returned with another member.

It wasn’t the hunter captain Natalie, but her subordinate veteran Norman.

The latter wore a mask to hide his scarred face, but he clearly remembered Miriam and spoke to the latter in a dry voice:

“Come with me, the war chief is waiting for you.”

“Uh-huh.”

Miriam and Sister Pomegranate breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

She spurred her horse forward, and as she neared Norman, the latter removed two small objects from his horse’s pockets and handed them to the redhead, who took them in her hands only to realize they were the two halfling anesthetizers she had given out earlier.

“Though I realize that was just a master’s task for you .”

The veteran told her in a mute voice:
“But you did save us from a desperate situation and gave us a chance for revenge, that’s an unquestionable favor, thanks, kid. Don’t worry, Natalie and I can’t make sure your so-called negotiations go well, but we can guarantee your life.

Not just here, but what happens next.

Natalie asked me to remind you never to lie when confronted by a war chief.

As the White Knight of my god, he smells a lie.”
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“Where the hell are you taking me?”

At the same time, outside of Cadman’s city, in another direction, a black carriage was moving under the night.

The heavily armed Maxim himself was driving, while the disgruntled voice of Mrs. Tris rang out from the carriage, as if she had a point:
“Did Murphy put you up to this? Or was it Jed? I urged you to make a decision before, and it seems you’ve finished thinking about it; I just wonder what price you’re going to pay for it?”

“Don’t worry, ma’am.”

Maxim put on the vampire visor of his finely crafted veteran’s gauntlet at this point, covering his otherworldly face, and his firm voice came out from underneath the visor as he said:
“I know what I have to do!
No harm will come to you until I have shed my last drop of blood. Lord Murphy is going to lead us in a dangerous endeavor, and he does not want you to be involved.

As for me.
I can do no more for him, but even getting rid of one more enemy would be good.”

There was silence in the carriage for a long while, then a soft sigh came from Tris.

She said:

“My little Murphy really is an anomaly; when other vampires are used to using the power of their bloodlines to gain enforced loyalty, he does the opposite.

It’s like Boris, the human hero king I once witnessed, who tried to use his personality to gain the loyalty of his subordinates.

The scariest thing is that he succeeded!

He has gained his first knight, which means he’s destined to follow a very different path from the rest of the vampires.
Then, Maxim the Loyal, my life is in your hands.”

“Well, I will not let you down!”

(End of chapter)