Chapter 80: Awesome, players!
En Buzeng squatted on the ground, hugged his knees and looked at the two orcs lying flat on the blanket for a while, then turned his head to look at Miaobishenghua and said with a complicated expression: "The orcs in this game... are different from what I imagined."
The page introducing the world background on the official website of the game "Alien World" mentions that in addition to the undead and humans, there are also orcs, elites, halflings and other races in this world, but there are no pictures.
Let's understand it from the perspective of a player... Then we will naturally think that the dog production team has not yet finished modeling these races, and the introductions on the official website are just empty promises.
For this reason, many real players and cloud players have expressed their ideas on the forum, such as hoping that the style of the elves will be closer to the black and white elves in Lineage 2, hoping that the halflings will look like Lala Fei, and hoping that the orcs will have Japanese cat-ear designs.
Unfortunately, the official dog has never responded to the players regarding the setting of the new race...so the players have actually already prepared themselves mentally for the orcs to be like tribes and the half-man to be like goblins.
After all, the "style" of this game has always been very capricious. Not to mention that the undead race is made up of skeletons , players have only seen one and a half NPCs that can be considered pleasing to the eye so far - Lord Yang counts as half, and Lord Yang's black-robed pretty boy good friend counts as one.
Miaobishenghua could understand Entropy's reaction very well, and nodded in agreement: "I think so too." After a pause, he continued, "After all, it is a new race. Although it is not cute, at least it is not ugly."
While the two of them were talking, Ji Tang and the one who gave me medicine opened the door curtain and came in one after another.
"How about it, can your healing skills be added to these two NPCs?" He shouted as he entered the tent after giving me medicine.
"No." Entropy stood up. "Release the Dark Blessing on these two. The system prompt is 'Are you sure you want to attack the orc civilians?'"
"Damn it, are all new races going to be hostile to us Undead? Even treatments can't be universal?" He slapped his thigh while giving me medicine.
"That's not necessarily true. The treatment is not universal, but they can use our medicines." Miao Bishenghua said, "The hemostatic medicine I made through practicing skills will be effective if it is applied on them."
Ji Tang quietly walked around these players and squatted down to check on the two orcs.
There were two orcs, one big and one small, whose physiques were almost the same as humans, and their body proportions were closer to the golden ratio than those of ordinary people. There was a bit of incongruity between their cyan skin and the canine teeth protruding from their lips, but their facial features and contours did not appear hideous, nor did they look abnormal.
If someone who doesn't know the story sees it differently, they might think it's a pair of good-looking human actors who put on blue skin paint, fake ears, fake canine teeth, and a lizard-like tail to play hardcore COS...
Of course, these are not important. What is important is that these two orcs, like the human boy he had just checked, have severe long-term malnutrition. Their skin is stuck to their bones and you can't see how much flesh they have.
There were varying numbers of fresh scrape wounds on the face, outside of the arms, and both legs. Miaobishenghua had already used the medicines produced by professional pharmacists to stop the bleeding, and the larger wounds were also wrapped with gauze.
In addition to these fresh wounds... the two orcs had many obvious old scars on the outside of their elbows under their short-sleeved cloth clothes. There were restraint scars on their wrists and ankles from long-term detention, and the skin on their wrists and ankles was worn away...
The more Ji Tang looked, the tighter his brows furrowed.
The human boy who was placed in the tent next to him also had similar old injuries, but his restraint injuries were not as serious as those of the two orcs.
After experiencing the epic mission of the birth of the undead in Exile Town and the previous expedition mission, Ji Tang already had some understanding of the dark nature of this world. Looking at the surface injuries of these three people, it was hard for Ji Tang not to suspect that these three people might have escaped from some illegal detention den...
"Master Ji, what are you looking at?" Seeing Ji Tang squatting there for a long time without moving while giving me medicine, he also squatted down curiously.
The most interesting thing about this group of players is that no matter whether they are stupid or not in battle, they can still play together in private... Although the two sides are in a hostile position because of the competition for the first place in territory reputation, it does not prevent me from respecting Ji Tang, a big guy who is very good at commanding team battles and fighting in the field.
"I think these three...NPCs should have escaped from somewhere not far from here." Ji Tang said, "Look at their wrists. The skin around their wrist bones is rotten. This must be the result of long-term detention."
"Is there a black coal mine or brick factory around here?" Give Me Medicine's eyes lit up, "Wait, does this mean we got a big mission?!"
"Eh? It's possible!" Miaobishenghua was so happy that he cursed excitedly, "The epic quest for the birth of our Undead race also started with illegal detention. Maybe if we finish this quest, the Orcs can choose it! Damn it, I must kill my account and start over this time!"
Ji Tang: “…”
Can you guys stop doing tasks all the time...
Moreover, Ji Tang felt that it was unlikely to open up new races - the expert group had fired tens of millions of sugar-coated bullets , but the "target" was unwilling to accept them. According to the speculation of those bigwigs, the "target" might be subject to some restrictions and could not open up more player quotas in the short term.
Of course, there was no way to say this, so Ji Tang changed the subject: "Has anyone of you triggered the mission?"
“Uh…no.” Give Me Medicine & Miaobishenghua both shook their heads.
"When you picked up these people, they didn't carry any... mission items or anything like that?" Ji Tang asked again.
Miaobishenghua picked up the round shield beside him and said, "No, there's only a long sword and a shield. I've checked them and they're just blank equipment. We've also searched the area but didn't find anything, and no mission popped up."
Give Me Medicine added: "At first we thought these NPCs might be pursued by enemies, so we waited there for more than half an hour, but nothing happened."
"Let's wait for them to wake up and interact with each other first. Maybe this task can't be triggered just by encountering them. We need to have a conversation first to unlock the plot or something like that." En Bu Zeng interjected.
As soon as she finished speaking, the people in the tent heard a desperate and shrill scream from outside that made anyone sad and cry...
"What on earth do I rely on?"
"What's going on?"
"What's wrong?"
Several people rushed out of the tent and saw... the player who was taking care of the human boy in the next tent was coming out in a panic...
"The kid inside woke up, and started screaming when he saw us. He also threw the bottle of medicine I used to apply to him at me." The collecting player said with a look of grievance.
Miaobishenghua and others: "..."
"Let me see." Miaobishenghua walked up to the tent, pulled up the curtain and looked inside.
There was a loud "clang" and before Miaobishenghua could see what was going on inside, a small steel bottle hit her in the face.
Miaobishenghua covered his face with a cry of "Fuck!" and stepped back, but heard a loud shout. The black-haired boy who seemed to fall down at the gust of wind rushed out of the tent with a folding stool, screaming and wanting to fight with Miaobishenghua who was blocking the door of the tent...
"Hey damn, this game still uses the farmer and the snake thing?!" I was shocked.
"Stop talking nonsense, grab him quickly!" En Bu Zeng was so angry that he couldn't help laughing.
Ji Tang walked forward with a dark face, hugged the crazy black-haired boy from behind, and pushed him to the ground while ordering En Buzeng: "Go get a belt from the tricycle and a towel."
The power of the undead was not great, so it was no problem for them to control a weak young man. However, the black-haired young man, who was screaming and struggling desperately, was soon tied up with wide belts used to tie cargo, and a towel was stuffed in his mouth, forcing him to stay still.
A group of players kept a safe distance and surrounded the child who was staring at them with horror, all of them in a dilemma.
"It seems like there's a language barrier. I didn't understand a single word he said just now." Miaobishenghua said in embarrassment, "What should we say? Go call the senior NPC?"
"The tents where the NPCs live have anti-harassment settings, otherwise they would have come out with knives and hacked us if we made such a big noise." En Buzeng said quietly.
"Why are these NPCs so dissatisfied with us undead?" He looked unhappy as he gave me medicine.
The others echoed, except Ji Tang who kept his mouth shut.
To use the catchphrase of the phantom spirit over there, if he opened his eyes and found himself surrounded by a group of talking and moving skeletons, he would also fight desperately...
"Well, I remember Ranger Tuttle likes sweets. There should be sweets in the tricycle that he and Hal are in charge of. Go get some to appease the child. Maybe it will help." Ji Tang suggested.
Entropy and Miaobishenghua looked at each other and said, "Okay, let's give it a try."
So these people set out without hesitation to steal Tuttle's stock...
Because the undead were only interested in equipment, none of the high-level NPCs had ever thought that the undead would also set their sights on storing food. The tricycle fully loaded with supplies was left outside the tent, and even the tarpaulin to keep out rain and moisture was not tied up with ropes.
Several players took their positions, lifted the tarp, and unabashedly uncovered Tuttle & Hall's personal belongings...
“Oh my god, that’s a lot of cookies!”
"This guy Tuttle with thick eyebrows and big eyes actually brought a backpack of Mi Lao Wa egg rolls. Are you trying to make me laugh to death?"
"No need to take the biscuits. Take the wafers and egg rolls. Take two bags of bread and a few more cartons of Bright Milk. They will be needed when the two orcs wake up."
"No instant noodles?"
"No, it's too oily. People who have been hungry for a long time may get into trouble if they eat such oily food."
"Hey! There's a bag of cupcakes here. I almost missed it hiding it here!"
"Take it away, take it away!"
In less than ten minutes, the group of players snatched away the snacks that Tuttle had worked so hard to save for half a month, and fled the scene with laughter...
While the players were "committing the crime", the young man in black who was left behind stared at the camp in horror with his eyes wide open.
He didn't have complete night vision like the undead, but the moon was very bright tonight.
Under the moonlight, several randomly scattered tents were separated by dozens of tricycles fully loaded with goods. There were remnants of a bonfire on a deliberately reserved open space not far away. Next to the extinguished bonfire were a few stones serving as stools, and there were also a few kettles and cups on the ground.
When he opened his eyes, all he saw were the undead, and the undead didn't need fire or water... Apparently, there were still living people living in this camp full of undead.
This discovery calmed the black-clad boy’s pounding heart a lot.
But he still felt fear - he and the two orcs were so weak that they couldn't run far. Before they fell asleep, they were at most ten kilometers away from Westram. What on earth did these undeads want to do when they came so close to the human town? !
It wouldn't be a bad thing if a hellish place like Westram could be conquered by the undead.
But I was dragged into this, which was not good...
"I wonder what happened to Lika and the others - no, where are my companions? They should be active around here too. Have they been discovered by these undead?" The black-haired boy became more and more sad as he thought about it. "Why am I so unlucky? I was deceived by the caravan and sold to Westram just because I was separated from my companions for a short time. I just wanted to escape, but I ran into the army of undead?"
He was feeling sorry for himself when the players came back with a bunch of food.
Seeing this group of skeletons wearing fish scale armor (leather armor with iron plates tied to it can barely be considered fish scale armor) and each equipped with a long sword approaching while making weird "KABAKABAKA" sounds, the black-haired boy felt his scalp tingling, his hair standing on end, and a chill rushing to his head.
The black-haired boy had only seen creatures like the undead in legendary novels.
In the folk legends about the old gods' era popular in many parts of the continent of Nabarron, the ultimate means for the blasphemer dark wizard to fight against the goddess of fate is to desecrate a certain continent and transform all the living into wandering undead spirits; if a ship sailing in the sea accidentally deviates from its course and sees a strange continent with green light in the distance, if it cannot turn back and escape in time, it will be left behind forever.
The undead in reality are naturally not as scary as those in the legends that have been exaggerated and distorted through word of mouth. The vast majority of undead creatures are actually dumb creatures without intelligence, and their danger is even less than that of a pack of wild dogs.
But the black-haired boy was just an apprentice warrior. He and his companions were just a small team that made a living by doing odd jobs in the tavern in Innadri that the official mercenaries looked down upon. The most "adventurous" thing they did was to run to the outskirts of the Sorenson Mountains to catch some rare low-level monsters in the city and sell them to rich people as pets...
The young man, whose experience was far inferior to that of the serious weapon master Rex, and who was also inferior to the former thieves, naturally did not know that most of the undead that appeared in the material world were actually just low-level servants of the black magicians - it was normal that his reaction was more intense than that of the former thieves who had just seen the undead.
Several undead spirits stood about five or six meters away from the black-haired boy, and exchanged some words with their leaky jaws. One of the undead spirits walked towards the black-haired boy alone.
As the other party got closer, the fear in the black-haired boy's eyes turned into despair, and his body, which had been shaking non-stop, quickly went limp.
Under the influence of the strong and sad thought of "I'm going to die", the despair in the black-haired boy's eyes was mixed with a bit of regret.
He regretted that he shouldn't have rashly run away from home, shouldn't have naively thought that he was different from others and could have such a great success outside -
Ji Tang squatted in front of the black-haired boy, unwrapped the small cake that Tattle had carefully collected, pinched the plastic wrap and pushed the small cake, which exuded a rich egg yolk aroma and sweetness, into the black-haired boy's face.
Black-haired boy: “???”
Ji Tang patiently let the human boy smell the aroma of the cake for a long time. Only when the boy, whose mouth was blocked by the towel, couldn't help swallowing his saliva and his Adam's apple slid, did he reach out and take the towel out of the boy's mouth.
The black-haired boy, his mouth free, immediately swallowed the small cake as big as a child's fist in Ji Tang's hand in one gulp.
As if he was worried that the food in his mouth would be snatched away, the boy, who had not eaten decent food for who knows how long, closed his mouth tightly, puffed up his cheeks, chewed seriously and hard, and swallowed it quickly after chewing the cake to about the same size.
Then... the child rolled his eyes and raised his head, choking until his face turned red and his neck became thick...
Ji Tang silently tore open the milk carton that Tuttle had hidden, and pinched the child's chin to force him to drink half of the carton in one breath...
After feeding him three small pieces of cake and a box of milk, Ji Tang tried to untie the straps on the black-haired boy's hands and feet... As expected, the kid stopped going crazy and sat obediently, staring at the cake bag at Ji Tang's feet.
"Rest for a while and digest it before eating. Do you understand?" Ji Tang slowed down his speech and spoke softly, word by word.
The black-haired boy must not understand Chinese. He looked up at Ji Tang who seemed to be talking to him, then lowered his head to stare at the cake bag.
Ji Tang had no choice but to spread his hands to the others helplessly: "This kid can't communicate either."
The players all said "eh" in unison.
"Did you feed me too little? Feed me more?" he said unwillingly while giving me medicine.
Miaobishenghua had to persuade his friend: "Calm down, take medicine, the civilian NPCs in this game are very fragile. Do you remember that the NPC we sent last time also got heatstroke?"
Give me medicine, Dan said painfully: "What should we do? We haven't received the task yet."
Ji Tang: “…”
So, don't give one task after another. It is very likely that not everything in this world can be solved with tasks...
"Don't worry. Mia also can't speak our language, but she can communicate with the mentor NPC. When it gets light later and the mentor NPC wakes up, the communication problem should be solved." Entropy said.
"Okay." Give Me Medicine said regretfully, and after a pause, he said, "Then what should we do with these NPCs? We can't just keep watching them, right? Should we find a place to hide first?"
The reason why there are not many people in the camp right now is because the NPCs are all sleeping and cannot be interacted with, and the online players have all gone out to practice life skills. The two big guys, En Bu Zeng and Ji Tang, had to go out and find the medicine for me.
But it’s almost time for some players to log off. What if someone happens to come back and log off when they are out of the camp playing and picks the peaches... that would be really funny.
Wonderful writing & no increase in entropy: "emmmmmmm..."
Ji Tang: “…”
Ji Tang must not agree to tie up three living people and hide them somewhere, so he thought for a while and said, "How about this, I'll help you watch these three NPCs..." In order to avoid being in trouble, he added, "You should also leave one person to help, I'm afraid I can't watch three people by myself."
A player on Miaobishenghua's side raised his hand: "Then I'll stay. I haven't practiced gathering, so I'll just be a runner-up if I go out."
Give me medicine and just about to nod, I saw... a corner of the curtain of the tent behind the black-haired boy was gently pulled open.
Half of a thin face appeared under the curtain, and the golden pupils looked out vigilantly.
The pair of golden eyeballs collided directly with the dark eye sockets that were giving me medicine.
The raised curtain was gently lowered.
"Nima——" His face changed when he gave me the medicine.
With a muffled "bang", the side of the tent was knocked open, and a thin figure rushed out, running desperately into the distance...
"Chase him quickly!" He only had time to shout to give me the medicine and then chased after him.
The adult orc who woke up and found something wrong and fled decisively, reacted quickly and made a much smarter choice than the black-haired boy. However, he was indeed very weak, and the players' undead bodies were very "light" and not inferior to anyone in terms of speed. It didn't take long for him to be caught and brought back...
Ji Tang continued to let the adult orcs smell the food first before feeding them. After feeding them half full, he stopped to interact. The result was obvious... they still couldn't communicate in the same language.
So Ji Tang didn't wait for the orc child to wake up, and directly fed Lika when she was half asleep...
Yang Qiu, who has a very healthy lifestyle, still sleeps until the morning of Earth time before getting up.
After washing up, eating breakfast, and changing into robes, he slowly opened the space-time rift and returned to the other world. He greeted Supervisor Lowell, who was already having afternoon tea, sat down to drink the ready-made tea and chatted for a while, and casually checked the movements of the online players in the matrix...
Then he almost spit the tea onto Supervisor Lowell's iconic old face.
"W.T.F?!"
In the expedition camp, a little kid of fourteen or fifteen years old and two orcs, one big and one small, appeared out of nowhere.
Weapon Master Charlie Rex was sitting with the players from the first and second echelons, seriously discussing whether to attack Westram.
Yang Qiu: “…”
You guys are awesome - you guys always come up with new plots for me when I'm not around!
