Volume 2: The Road to Dragon Feast Chapter 68 The Meaning of the Game
The next day, Murphy entered the game early.
It was still snowing and the wind was blowing bitterly cold. The Tongtian Peak in the distance was still towering. The storm seemed to have not changed at all, still whirling and whirling, with terrifying flashes of lightning from time to time. Due to the great distance, the sound of the wind was only a distant whimper when it reached the ground.
Murphy first checked the status of the soldiers. After a night of rest, the soldiers' health points had been restored to full.
Not long after, Lachidanan also came online, but the elf girl was not seen.
The dwarves were still sitting around the fire drinking and bragging, ignoring Murphy's invitation for them to go explore the ruins together.
Muradin Bronzebeard (Adventure Hero): "I understand your anxiety, kid, but exploration is the most urgent thing. You never know what kind of crisis is waiting for you in the ancient ruins, so it is best to set off at the right time. Come with me and wait until the wind and snow stop before setting off. By then, my musketeers can exert their power to the greatest extent."
But Murphy couldn't really stay and wait until the weather cleared up. Who knows how long he would have to wait.
His current level is too low and he urgently needs to upgrade.
However, he was not prepared to take the risk alone. The ruins were surrounded by snake-men caves. If he really rushed in and was besieged, his limited military force would be wiped out in two or three strokes, and he would probably die here by then.
It would be better to wait for Muradin to go together. It would be so nice to have someone to rely on.
Since Muradin is unwilling to move, he might as well upgrade first.
Murphy bought twenty sticks of dwarven high explosives, twenty bottles of healing ointments, and ten bottles of healing potions from the supply merchant in the camp, spending another fifty gold coins.
Leaving the camp with a group of his men, Murphy led his troops towards the ruins and soon arrived at the foot of Tongtian Peak, the area where they encountered the snake people yesterday.
After one night, the snakeman cave that had been exposed was covered with snow again.
Murphy did not dare to go deeper. He asked the only remaining Alterac hunter to lead the dog in front to explore the way, and he followed with the team behind.
After walking a few steps, the hound began to growl at the ground. It seemed that there should be a snake man's cave below.
Murphy looked at the terrain, found a higher snow slope, and had the crossbowmen stand on it in a row to form a shooting formation.
Razidanan and four infantrymen formed a defense line at the bottom of the snow slope, and then threw a dwarf explosive over.
Boom! With the sound of the explosion, a big hole was indeed blown out on the ground. A large group of dormant snakemen were instantly enraged and rushed over in a swarm. There were as many as twelve or thirteen snakemen in this wave. There were no warlocks, only melee units.
“Shoot, shoot, shoot!”
Because the formation was set up in advance, the crossbowmen had an excellent shooting angle, and they could kill one or two snakemen in each round with the dense rain of arrows.
By the time the snake people rushed to the bottom of the snow slope, more than half of them had been killed or wounded.
Razidanan led the infantry to block the snakemen's charge, while Murphy rushed forward from the side and rear, waving his sword and reaping lives to his heart's content.
By taking advantage of the situation, they killed all the snake people in this nest in less than five minutes.
Not bad, not bad. This wave of snakemen can earn more than 3,000 experience points. It takes about 20,000 experience points to level up now, and he can level up in five or six waves on average.
It's just that the drops are a bit bleak. The snake bone spears and ritual curved swords dropped by these snakemen are all alien weapons, and they are all blank. I guess I can only take them back and throw them into the store.
The only thing that might be valuable is the [Blood of Snakeman] that occasionally drops.
[Snakeman Blood (Material)
Item Description: The blood left after the death of a snakeman. Some alchemists may be interested in this item. 】
Generally speaking, as long as the materials are worth some money, they are worth some money. The alchemy of the Sky World is very magical, and sometimes random things can be put together to make magical potions. Therefore, the rarer the material, the more people are willing to spend money to buy it back for experiments.
It seems that this is the first time I have seen these snake people, so their blood should be of some value.
From morning to night, Murphy cleared out the snake dens one by one. When the explosives ran out, he returned to the camp to find the camp merchants to buy more. When the soldiers were injured, he applied ointment to recover.
The drops from killing monsters were barely enough to cover the consumption of supplies, but he did save up a lot of [Snakeman Blood]. At the end of the day, Murphy successfully reached level eight.
I can probably reach level 10 in another day, Murphy thought. Every ten levels of the upgrade in the Sky World is a stage, and the experience points required for each stage are increasing exponentially. Levels 1 to 10 take three days, so levels 10 to 20 will take at least six days, levels 20 to 30 will take 12 days, and levels 30 to 40 will take 24 days...
Of course, this is still the case when the player is upgrading at full strength and has soldiers to help kill monsters. Ordinary adventurers don't have this treatment. And because of this, players generally don't try hard to gain experience and level up after reaching level 40. Some of them just lie down at level 30 onwards. Only those hardcore players have the motivation to continue upgrading.
As the sky gradually darkened, Murphy led the exhausted soldiers back to the camp.
As soon as we approached the camp, we saw Haomiao Ruyan and the group of dwarves sitting around the fire. The elf girl was holding a skewer of grilled sausages and a glass of beer in her hand. She was listening to the dwarves bragging while drinking and eating meat. She looked so comfortable.
Thinking about how he had braved the wind and snow to fight the snake people, but this girl was so comfortable, Murphy was speechless.
"Hey, where have you been? I haven't seen you all day."
"We've been killing those snake people all day long." Murphy asked his soldiers to find a place to rest, and he sat down next to the elf girl.
This kind of fatigue is not only physical, but more mental. It is easy to restore physical strength, just eat something and rest, but the numbness caused by continuous fighting is not so easy to subside.
Murphy looked at Razidanan with some admiration. This guy really looked like a professional soldier. He was sitting by the fire, sharpening his weapon with a calm face. You couldn't tell at all that he had been through a day of hard fighting.
Haomiao Ruyan was a little confused, "You know those snakemen will keep respawning, right?"
"Of course I know. I'm just leveling up."
The girl shook her head helplessly: "I don't understand what's the point of you guys killing monsters and leveling up all day long."
Mo Fei thought to himself that of course it was to become stronger. Only when you are at a higher level and have better equipment can you become a strong person, and be able to do what others cannot do, and make others look at you in shock at a glance, and shout "Wow", "Awesome", "This brother is so awesome".
Roam the world, establish a foundation, write a legend, hit 999 with one sword, fight BOSS alone to get equipment...
However, he didn't say anything when the words came to his lips. This girl could even come into the game to climb mountains and explore, and it was obvious that they were not of the same kind.
"What do you do all day?"
"It's fun to listen to Muradin telling stories about his adventures. It's also fun to hear them brag about their adventures."
"Hahaha, those stories of mine are not bragging--er." Muradin burped and stuffed a cup of dwarven liquor into Murphy's hand. "It's so cold, have a drink to warm yourself up."
Murphy took a sip. Because it was a strong liquor, the taste was very strong. Even if he only had 30% taste buds, he could still taste the alcohol. It was a bit like drinking beer.
He drank a large cup in one breath, which immediately made Muradin very happy. "Hahaha, good boy, a real man should be able to drink. Come, give us some more barbecue. This is the wild boar we hunted at noon. It is very fresh."
Large pieces of roasted meat and large glasses of liquor, Murphy ate and drank while listening to the dwarf telling his story. The flickering firelight illuminated everyone's faces red, and the whistling wind lingered in their ears. In the gap between cold and warmth, there were these warriors who had fought hard for a day.
This scene made Murphy completely immersed in the atmosphere, and his anxious mood to complete the task was miraculously relieved. It must be said that this experience was quite interesting.
He glanced at the elf beside him. The firelight and strong liquor made her cheeks flushed, her eyes were blurry, and she laughed wildly from time to time.
Mo Fei thought that this girl really knew how to enjoy herself.
In the past, if he couldn't kill monsters and level up anymore, he would usually log off, but now he thought it would be nice to stay.
He ate and drank with the dwarves until midnight. When the dwarves were drunk and snoring, Murphy chose to log off.
It was already night in reality. Murphy walked out of the game cabin and looked at the empty living room. There were no lights on and the cold moonlight shone in from the window.
It forms a sharp contrast with the lively scene around the fire in the previous game.
Murphy sighed, and for a few seconds he almost wanted to lie back down in the game cabin, but his stomach growled.
Well, I almost forgot that I haven’t eaten for a whole day. No matter how much barbecue and beer I eat in the game, I can’t satisfy my hunger.
Murphy stood up, stretched his muscles, then opened the refrigerator, took out some food and made himself a simple dinner. For some reason, looking at the empty living room, the food that looked 100% delicious tasted like chewing wax in his mouth.
