Chapter 419 Friendly Undead Will Help
It is 11:00 noon on March 13, 1033 in the other world time, and 7:00 in the morning on August 6, 2020 on Earth time.
On the Earth plane, a single young woman named Wang Miaomiao got up sleepily, turned off the alarm on her mobile phone, fumbled for a helmet from the bedside table and put it on, skillfully put on a U-shaped pillow, stuffed a thick pillow for a fixed sleeping position under her knees and on both sides of her head, put two more pillows under her elbows, closed her eyes, and began to take a nap.
In another dimension, a skeleton with the ID "Miao Bi Sheng Hua" on his head and wearing a simple robe came online at the Exile Town teleportation point in high spirits.
He opened his friend list, found online friends, sent a request to join the team, and joined the big group. He then shouted in the team channel: "I'm here to take over Qingyue! Vanilla, is your CD for recruiting people on? If you are, pull me over!"
Last night Miaobishenghua was originally planning to go offline and ask his relatives and friends to help carry the body. However, it so happened that someone in the Blood Alliance was stuck on the second-transfer task and needed a nanny's help. Miaobishenghua simply committed suicide and returned to the city to help the people in the Blood Alliance finish the task before logging off.
Qin Guan replied in the team channel: "Huahua, I just pulled someone in. I'll pull you and the next group of people in later."
"Okay. Hmm? There are a lot more people in the group. Have you triggered the mission?" Miaobishenghua then noticed that the "expedition" group, which originally had more than 20 people, had now expanded to more than a hundred people.
It's not that the three veterans of the closed beta test are unwilling to recruit more people to complete the quest. It's just that there are only clues found in the game, no specific quest text to support this kind of expedition, and it's not certain whether the quest can be really triggered or the BOSS can be found. Not many players are willing to waste time on this.
Although players are indeed a group that will do any boring thing, they also have a serious lack During the group formation stage of every large-scale event, there will always be countless people slacking off, and the organizers will have to shout their throats out to barely organize the players.
If a large group is really brought together to carry out a boring and tedious map-running activity with no goal in sight, and no monsters are seen or missions are received within an hour, if everyone does not run away on the spot it can be considered that the organizer has enough face and can control the situation.
"I've accepted the mission, but it's a bit annoying." En Bu Zeng introduced the mission "The Lonely Watcher" to Miao Bi Sheng Hua in the team channel, and said with a headache, "This is just the first link. I don't know how long this mission chain will be. It will take some time."
"I'll be here soon, so you can log off and take a rest. Remember to come online and switch with me in the afternoon so that I can have a few hours of gaming time left for the evening." Miaobishenghua comforted him.
The maximum online time is 12 hours per day (Earth time), and few people can use it up in one go. They have to go online and offline several times in the middle - after all, playing this game will continuously consume mental energy. Even if the amount consumed is low, people will feel mentally exhausted after a long time.
Of course... this kind of fatigue caused by mental exhaustion is not comparable to sitting in front of the computer for several hours in a row for players; the latter hurts the waist and is prone to obesity (who doesn't eat snacks and drink happy water when playing games), while the former, as long as they recover from the emptiness caused by excessive mental exhaustion, will feel refreshed (just like a person who is used to jogging, after running for forty minutes, he will have more energy after recovery), and even the efficiency of work and study can be slightly improved.
Players on Earth do not feel this subtle change on the spiritual level. Even brain-powered players who are good at writing and whose entropy does not increase do not realize how much difference there is between their typing and learning efficiency and before they came into contact with "Another World" - after all, there are no magic rules on Earth, and the conversion rate of spiritual feedback is not high. A 1% or 2% increase is just a normal fluctuation for people on Earth.
In the other world, if the mental power exceeds 300 according to the standard set by Yang Qiu, then it is a clear entry-level extraordinary person; but on Earth... the first echelon of players with mental power (potential value) exceeding 400 are still just ordinary people.
As the one with the highest basic mental power among the three elders in the closed beta test, Miaobi Shenghua's mental power is now comparable to that of the knight Jerome when he was recruited by Yang Qiu, but on Earth, she still can't unscrew the bottle cap...
Miaobishenghua, who couldn't even lift a bottle cap, strolled around the Exile Town for a while and bought some potions that increased the speed of blue bar recovery from a player who was setting up a stall at the crossroads. Over there, Qin Guan's "Book of the Dead" had finally recovered its CD for pulling people, so he pulled her over along with several players who had just been called online by their relatives and friends to help.
Appearing in the exotic town of Kata, which is full of stone buildings (compared to other players' main cities), the writer's eyes lit up immediately: "Wow, this map is very interesting, it looks like a place with a story!"
"I don't know if there's any story, but there's a lot of shit." En Bu Zeng said faintly, sharing the task progress with Miao Bi Sheng Hua, "We've just finished the first round of tasks, and now we have to work on the second round. Hua Hua, take a look."
Miaobishenghua took over the task progress shared by his teammates, saw the items on the task panel clearly, and was immediately shocked.
"Eradication of the Steppenwolf Pack"
"The Hunt for the Man-Eating Leopard"
"Collecting Wild Honey"
"Repair of the North Gate Wall of Kata Town"
"Repair the broken winch at the south gate of Kata Town"
"Repairing the Ancient Well"
"Clearing the Road"
“Searching for XXX’s lost goat”
"Searching for the remains of the missing person XXXX from the XX family"
……etc.
——There are no "monster spawning points" around Kata Town, and the possibility of players coming here to play in the future is very low. Yang Qiu simply dumped out all the needs of the townspeople and the troubles that needed to be solved that he had learned about in the past six months of placing zombie NPCs.
"This is just one part of the task?!" Miaobishenghua was upset, "This is almost like running the second level!!"
En Bu Zeng wiped his face in annoyance, pointed at the stone house behind Miao Bi Sheng Hua, and said, "This place is the base of the Undead Chamber of Commerce. There is only one NPC in it, Zombie Frank. If you don't complete all the tasks, the NPC will ignore you and won't give you any plot. We have searched this stone house thoroughly but haven't found any hidden props that can be identified, so we can't skip the task."
"This is fucking crazy!" Miaobishenghua said angrily.
Although he was angry, there was really no reason to give up on a mission that was so easy to trigger. Miaobishenghua agreed on a "handover" time with Enbuteng, who was eager to log off and rest, and then he suppressed his anger and organized the players in the group to start working on it...
The townspeople of Kata had spent most of the morning getting accustomed to the undead running around in the town, so they did not make a fuss when they saw this group of undead coming out of the alley of the tinker's house and running around again.
At noon, a foreign merchant caravan entered the town from the north and replenished its supplies in the town. They were "old acquaintances" who had traveled south last year and the year before. They had no reaction to the undead that were common in Dutata City and even more common in Innadri.
It was not until groups of undead gathered at the South Town Gate, which had been in disrepair for so long that even the town gate could not be closed, that the townspeople were shocked and once again focused their attention on these undead.
Kata Town has a unique geographical location. There is no flat land that can be used as a football field within a ten-mile radius. Even the town was built along the trade route, and many stone houses are built directly on the hillside.
Without land suitable for concentrated cultivation, no nobles would be willing to come here to build farms and estates; in addition, this place is not only not scenic but also far from the central and eastern parts, and no nobles would come here to enclose land for hunting after having too much food - in other words, this area of Kata Town is insulated from the nobility.
Even the former lord of Kata Town (who has now been arrested to build roads) has not come to inspect the territory for many years, and the townspeople can't even tell who the lord who collects taxes from their own houses is...
It is no exaggeration to say that Kata Town is a highly autonomous civilized wasteland and a wild place.
In order to do business for passing merchants, the town hall, which only has a mayor, a political official and a sheriff, requires everyone to keep the streets clean and repair damaged roads in the town, and the townspeople will respond positively; but for more things, such as repairing the city walls that are not of much use in the first place, and the city gates that do not affect the lives of the townspeople, the town hall is powerless.
For example, the South Town Gate, because the capstan broke down in the early years, the heavy city gate was stuck on the top of the city wall and could not be moved, and it was always hanging above the heads of passers-by; although the old mayor would deduct a little money from the autumn tax as much as possible to reinforce the steel wire that hung the gate, the risk of it falling and hitting someone always existed.
More than a dozen players passed through the rather small local market and ran to the gate of Nanzhen.
Old Harkins was frightened by the look from the undead and gave up the risk of contacting the undead. He went home and pushed his things to the market to sell. When a group of skeletons walked through the market as if no one was around, he was trying hard to sell their processed khata grass to the caravan fellows who had just entered the town.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the undead did not run out of , but stayed under the South Town Gate, pointing at the hanging city gate and communicating with each other. Old Higgins could not help but look over there.
"What are those undead doing?" Several caravan members who came to purchase had been to Innadri the year before and had eaten several meals sold in the undead canteen. They were more accepting of these undead than the townspeople of Kata Town and openly pointed fingers at the group of undead.
Old Huggins was horrified to see their attitude of not taking the undead seriously, and he quickly lowered his voice to remind the guests: "You guys better be careful, it will be bad if you anger them."
Hearing this "ignorant speech", the caravan member felt superior and laughed: "Why are you locals more afraid of these Tarantan Undead than we are? It's okay, they are very friendly to people who don't provoke them. If you need their help, they will help you."
"What?!" Old Huggins' body trembled.
The caravan clerk was even more proud, and he started to talk nonstop on the spot: "Last year, when our caravan was crossing the southern wilderness, we went the wrong way and ran into a monster's lair. When we fled to Everlook Town in Innadri, we found that we had lost some goods. The people in Everlook Town Hall knew about this, so they suggested that our boss exchange some undead coins with the town hall, and use the undead coins to ask the Tarantan undead to help us get the goods back."
"Guess what happened? Our boss exchanged five gold coins for Undead Coins and issued a commission with the help of the Yongwang Town Hall. That afternoon, a group of Undead came to take over the task, and the next morning they retrieved the goods we lost in the monster's lair!"
"Not only did we recover the goods, but we also killed the monster with the undead spirits. We can now travel that route safely!"
Old Huggins: "... (゜ロ゜)"
Old Huggins turned his head stiffly and looked at the group of undead again.
Among the group of undead, a few climbed up the city wall with their bare hands and were sticking their butts out to check the city gate hanging in the air; the rest of the undead gathered around the broken giant winch, seemingly discussing something.
The caravan fellows picked out the six-legged lizard feed, carried it on their backs and left, while old Higgins was still staring at the group of undead.
The group of undead ghosts discussed "KABAKABA" for a long time, and one of them took out a scroll that looked valuable and mysterious, and made a gesture while muttering something. Suddenly, a white light flashed beside it, and another undead ghost appeared next to it.
Old Huggins & the townspeople setting up stalls: “???”
This undead creature that magically appeared out of nowhere had a roll of thick steel wire hanging from its bony arms and was holding something large that looked like a tool bag.
"This is the thickest steel cable we can find in Dutata City. Let's see if the model is correct." The player who brought the winch repair materials put down the heavy tool bag and took off the steel cable roll hanging on his hand. "If it is the right one, let my friend buy this one from the NPC. Boss Vanilla, you can call him over."
