Chapter 233: Strike a Friendly Force
When the player hiding in the bushes jumped out, Phantom began to spam the Blood Alliance channel asking for help.
The group obsessed with studying on the third street next door was very generous and immediately divided into three reorganized teams and rushed over here.
And then... this support force was intercepted by the regiment led by Miaobishenghua himself.
There are five streets in the Granser District. The fourth street facing the lake is really convenient for ambushes. There are lakes, trees, and hills. The wonderful group squatted on the hill between the third and fourth streets. The phantom group passed by them before and didn't even scan anyone...
While intercepting the reinforcements on one side, on the other side, the group led by En Bu Zeng, relying on their large numbers and geographical advantages, successfully "grabbed" the mission NPC of the Phantom Group without much effort.
The phantom with only the remaining "troops" hastily gathered people and retreated to a public garden not far from the battlefield of the overpass. They did not lose the battle, but shouted at the players who had snatched the NPC: "There's no point in snatching the NPC. You don't have any missions! The Night Watch Hall has been closed for a long time . Just give up! Go earlier next time!"
"Damn it, you still dare to be so arrogant? Do you believe that we will kill the NPCs and you won't be able to complete the mission?" The brainless person cursed.
Huanling laughed even louder: "Okay, okay, you guys chop them up. Anyway, if we kill the NPC, the most we will lose is a side quest. Let's see who is willing to clear their reputation!"
Someone on the entropy-not-increasing side rolled his eyes at the brother who had shouted without thinking before... Not only will your reputation be reset to zero if you kill a friendly NPC, but you will also risk having your account deleted. If you can do it, then go ahead. Why are you shouting at us?
En Bu Zeng walked to the front of the crowd and spoke to Huan Ling and others who were resisting stubbornly: "I remember that the Exorcist mission can be shared. We don't have high requirements. We don't need this side quest. Just share the Exorcist mission with us, and you can still take the bulk of the reward, okay?"
"That's not impossible. Let Vanilla kick the person who gave me the medicine out of the Blood Alliance, and then we'll be brothers on both sides!" Huanling shouted at the top of his voice.
All the players on Entropy Bu Zeng's side, including those in Qin Guan Alliance, started to curse...
The first incident of giving me the "black" dagger with medicine was actually a long time ago. Even the dagger that was considered a magic weapon at the time had actually been sold at a reduced price several times and was bought by newcomers as regular equipment to kill monsters - so many batches of excellent equipment have been released in the game.
But the taunt value of Give Me Medicine did not decrease with the downgrade of the Time Tear Dagger. Instead, it became more and more shining. The reason was very simple. The elite group led by Give Me Medicine in the Qinguan Blood Alliance often clashed with the wild group on Brother Lahong's side. Moreover, because Brother Lahong's Blood Alliance had to lead a large number of newcomers, the wild group was not as good as the elite group led by Give Me Medicine, and suffered a lot...
"If you say so, then there is no room for negotiation." En Buzeng shook his head and waved his hand to the side, "Send them offline, and we will do this side quest."
"What the hell?" Huan Ling was shocked. "You didn't accept the mission, what are you doing?!"
“Don’t pretend to be a phantom. Do you think only people in your small circle know how free this game is?” En Buzeng said with a smile, “In the eyes of the NPCs, it doesn’t matter which blood alliance we players belong to or whether we are the ones who accept the quest. We escort these NPCs to continue the quest, and they will still interact with us. We can just accept the quest later to make up for it.”
"I hate academic bullies!" The Phantom Spirit only had time to roar in anger before he was chopped into white light by the players who rushed over.
"Fuck, Huanling is offline! They were wiped out!" On the first street far from the scenic lake, Brother Lahong saw that the Blood Alliance channel was gray and he cursed with gritted teeth, "Damn, Leg Hair is offline too? What's going on? Are there any survivors in the Leg Hair Group? What's going on on the fifth street?"
The player with the ID "Pull a Leg of Hair Out of You" is the leader of the elite group in Lahongge's Blood Alliance. The group he led to the Fifth Street for the escort mission was much more elite than Huanling's group - the terrain there was relatively remote and difficult to provide assistance, so it was handed over to the most capable group.
Lahong waited anxiously for a while before someone from the Elite Group replied angrily in the Blood Alliance: "Our group has been surrounded by Vanilla and Yaozha! They have at least 300 people, several times more than us. We can't defeat them!"
"This bunch of useless people are called to disperse again!" Brother Lahong was so angry that he jumped up and down.
Qin Guan's Blood Alliance is only level three, with a maximum of 200 members. Huanling was surrounded by more than 100 people, and those who went to support Huanling were held back by Miaobishenghua and his men. Qin Guan and Give Me Medicine were still able to gather a large group to encircle and suppress Tuimao, and they definitely found some individual players to help.
He asked everyone in the group to protect the NPC who was knocking on doors every household, and the anxious Lahongge went underground to find the two group leaders to understand the situation.
Huanling and Ba Ni Yi Ji Mao, who were cut off the line, were holding their phones and looking anxiously, when Brother La Hong spoke in the Blood Alliance group, they immediately told each other about the embarrassing experience that had happened to their two groups.
“Fuck you!!”
When he heard that two groups of side quest NPCs had been intercepted, Brother Lahong almost threw his phone.
This is not just a matter of losing a side quest. What if those two groups of quest NPCs happen to find the vampire, then the exorcist quest will be ruined!
It’s true that they didn’t receive the mission, but the flexibility of the missions in this game has always been very large. When the day breaks in the game, you can lead others to rush to the Night Watch Hall to take up the mission and you can still get the reward!
There was no other way. All the quest NPCs had entered the Granser district, and there was no time to call on individual players to form a group to delay the other party's progress. Brother Lahong had to go online in a hurry and repeatedly reminded the still surviving groups of the Addicted to Learning and the Mingfeng Simple Group to be careful, especially to protect the NPCs.
Even though two groups of NPCs were snatched away, at least they still have three groups in their hands, so the chances of winning are higher anyway!
The Gerry family's house is on Third Street, only a hundred meters away from the intersection with Fourth Street.
As the undead were happily attacking their friendly forces for their mission, the noise reached the Gerry family's residence. Mr. Gerry, who was drinking alone in the study, woke up immediately and opened the window to look out in confusion.
As an upscale neighborhood, Granser has street lights all along the road. Of course, due to power supply issues, it is definitely not as bright as on Earth. It only allows servants who need to go out at night to do errands for their masters to see the road clearly.
Under the dim street lights, Mr. Gerry vaguely saw the figures of undead wielding weapons and fighting at the other end of the street.
Mr. Gerry slammed the window shut, locked it, and drew the curtains.
Although I see ghosts every day when I go to work at the city hall, no one wants to see these things near their home late at night!
Sitting back with his hands on his chest, Mr. Gerry took a sip of wine to calm his pounding heart, then picked up the talent magazine of the royal capital and nervously flipped through the pages.
The City Hall has never said that it will fire these senior clerks whose status is second only to civil servants, but the long-term neglect is enough for Mr. Gerry to understand the attitude of the City Hall.
The most important thing is... even if this group of senior clerks and civil servants are left idle, there have never been any major problems in the operation of the city hall - no, not only has there been no problems, it even seems to be faster and more efficient than in the era of the Bartles family.
Within a week, several state-owned enterprises were established, with management and workers in place; within another week, the products of the state-owned enterprises were available on the market, and even the family's housekeeper bought a tabletop iron stove to replace the old stove in the kitchen... This kind of efficiency was unimaginable in the era of the Bartles family.
Just discussing whether the business scope of these state-owned enterprises would affect the business of any noble family would take at least several years.
Mr. Gerry also gradually noticed that when he was going to and from get off work and visiting friends, he could see that the streets were becoming cleaner and tidier, and the piles of garbage that were everywhere had disappeared.
There are many garbage collection stations surrounded by waist-high walls on the streets, and even public toilets with good privacy...
Whether Mr. Gerry was willing to admit it or not, he could only accept the reality with frustration: Innadelli no longer needed civil servants, let alone senior clerks like them.
Mr. Gerry did not have the kind of lucky life where "if his business failed, he would have to go home and inherit a fortune of hundreds of billions". After losing his job at the city hall, he had no choice but to fire his housekeeper and servants, give up the house in Granser Street, and return to his hometown, Newin, with his wife in disgrace .
That would be an absolute disaster.
Mr. Gerry was lost in thought when he heard a knock on the door.
"Will, open the door!"
Mr. Gerry, who was in a state of impatience, called out to the butler.
"Okay, sir." The housekeeper Will hurried out of the next room, glanced towards the living room, tidied her hair, straightened her back and went to open the door.
The housekeeper Will also opened the window and saw the noise made by the undead outside, but she was not worried that the undead would come to her house - these undead would occasionally come to the Granser district to hang out, but they had never harassed the residents here.
After unlocking the door and opening it, Ms. Will was stunned.
Standing outside the door was a gentleman wearing a bowler hat, carrying a cane, and dressed in a respectable suit under a thick cashmere cape.
"Good night..." Ms. Will subconsciously bowed slightly, but after looking at him carefully, she found that this gentleman did not seem to be Mr. Gerry's friend, and a look of doubt appeared on her face.
That thick cashmere cape alone is worth at least half a year's income for Mr. Gary, but there is no such person in Mr. Gary's social circle.
Mrs. Gerry might know him, but how could someone from that social circle come to visit the Gerry family on their own initiative?
"Good night, ma'am."
The visitor nodded in return, and every move made Mrs. Will seem to see those charming gentlemen with noble temperaments when they accompanied Mrs. Gerry into the upper-class social circles.
"I was originally staying at a friend's villa." The visitor said a little embarrassedly, "After nightfall, I went for a walk by the lake alone, and unknowingly walked a little far..."
Ms. Will exclaimed, "Ah!" and said, "Is your friend's villa on Fifth Street?"
"It seems so." The visitor said, "When I came out, there were many beautiful statues on the roadside."
"That is indeed Fifth Street. Do you need me to show you the way?" Mrs. Will became even more respectful and friendly. The villas on Fifth Street were all properties of aristocratic families, and aristocratic guests could not be offended.
"Well... yes." The visitor nodded slightly, looking somewhat reluctant and embarrassed.
At this moment, the chaotic fighting sounds caused by the undead at the street corner were blown over by the wind.
The visitor glanced in that direction, his face looking slightly pale under the bright lights in the hallway.
Mrs. Will's heart moved, and she said quickly, "Please wait a moment, distinguished guest."
Leaving the door ajar, Mrs. Will walked quickly through the living room, ran into the corridor, and hurried to the study.
"Sir, the person knocking at the door is a guest who is staying on Fifth Street. It seems that he went out for a walk after dinner and got lost. He was frightened by the ghost blocking the street corner and stopped in his tracks."
Mr. Gerry's eyes lit up and he stood up immediately: "What are you dawdling about? Hurry up and invite the guest in to get out of the way!"
