My Players Are So Fierce

Murphy always believed that players were a very pragmatic group.

Their simple and stubborn values held that if they put in effort, they should reap rewards, and they viewed this as an unbreakable iron law. At least for Murphy, who was once a noob player, this was absolutely true.

Facts proved that Murphy’s understanding of his little players was very profound. When they learned that the “Gnoll Disaster” event had finally entered the settlement phase, all the players became excited just as Murphy had predicted.

No matter where they were at the moment, they rushed back to the Crimson Citadel at the fastest speed. The Adventurer’s Guild camp, which was usually only frequently visited by new players and Avalon Church members, became so crowded within half an hour that not even a drop of water could squeeze through.

To make a crude comparison, the 100-plus treasures here were as restless as horny bottoms and tops about to participate in a large-scale gay blind date.

Familiar fellows gathered together whispering excitedly, while some guys were performing certain “feudal superstition” activities, such as making exaggerated gestures or muttering to try to increase their possible “luck”.

For example, the members of the Big Bird team were constantly washing their hands in a basin of water. They even specially invited a familiar Witch Hunter drunkard to “bless” the water beside them to increase their subtle luck.

Of course, although this exaggerated behavior was crazy, it couldn’t be said to be useless. It could only be said that apart from the psychological effect, it was of no use at all.

After all, there were real “luck spells” on this continent, and no matter how this series of mysterious spells were cast, it was certainly not the strange and quite undignified casting actions that the little players were currently performing.

“Sister Pomegranate! Sister Pomegranate, can you reveal how many keys you can get?”

When Sister Pomegranate flapped her wings and landed at the camp under the annoying sunset light, the student party members who got along well with her immediately surrounded her. They were really interested in the topic of how many treasure chests Sister Pomegranate, who was currently ranked second on the score board, would open tonight.

Sister Pomegranate was quite generous and didn’t hide anything. She put her hands on her hips and said:

“I currently have 11,800 points. This activity rounds up and rounds to the nearest whole number, so I can get 12 hunting keys, plus one clan warrior treasure chest key, and a set of ‘Grand Duke’s Guard’ outfit plus two special titles.”

“Ah, this!”

Cheche, who was following behind Sister Pomegranate, said angrily:

“I can only get 6, no, 7 keys, and nothing else besides that. Ah, we’ve all been struggling for so long, why is there such a big difference in rewards?”

“Don’t cry, Cheche. If I open something good tonight, I’ll treat you to barbecue!”

Ah Yuen, ranked eighth, put his arm around his good brother’s shoulder and said with a grin:

“Me, Gugu Chicken, and Good Pigeon have 3 warrior keys. The hunting keys in our dormitory add up to more than 40! Even if the hunting chests can’t open as good things as the clan chests, with 40 chances, we’re bound to get lucky a few times.”

“Yes, yes, yes, we’ve already agreed.”

Leading Pigeon rubbed his cheeks hard and said:

“Whoever opens the best stuff tonight will foot the bill. I haven’t eaten anything all day, waiting for this meal tonight.”

“School barbecue street?”

Gugu Chicken came over and said:

“Should I call now to reserve a spot?”

“Can we have some class? We’ve all made some money, why are we still going to the barbecue street? Can we splurge for once? How about going to a restaurant?” ṞâꞐòВƐ𐌔

Cyborg Snail retorted unhappily:

“Niuniu, Khaki, and Old Oil all said they want to go for beer. Why don’t we have a get-together and gather all the ‘school boys’ together?

Let’s have a good time today.

Barbecue is always more fun with more people, right?”

“Alright, alright, I’ll do as you say. I’ll go contact them right away, okay?”

Ah Yuen thought for a moment and felt that Snail’s suggestion was not bad. He quickly went around to the sports students, geology department, and design department, and finally invited Old Chen to join their big barbecue plan.

However, Professor Chen was in an administrative profession.

He didn’t participate much in the gnoll hunting, and the points he had now were all mixed in when attacking the “Decisive Battle at Anderma Hills” team instance, only enough to get 3 hunting keys.

But Old Chen wasn’t losing out.

He was now showing off the Frostfang blade he got from the previous Murphy’s treasure chest all over the camp, paired with his “Master Builder ceremonial outfit” issued by the administration department. His overall image could be described in one word: presentable!

Coupled with Old Chen’s undisguised scholarly aura, he was definitely the image of a “high-level player”.

“What? The student party is going to have a barbecue party?”

When Ah Yuen passed on the news, it finally reached Feel You Poor.

He was in the same city as the student party, and upon hearing this news, his heart moved. He called over his “follower Animal Trainer” Bursting Belly and whispered a few words to him.

Brother Belly widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise:

“Damn, isn’t that a five-star in this city”

“Just go and book it! I often go there and am very familiar with the guys there. I’ll call in advance, and when you get there, just look for ‘Ah Hei’, he’ll help you arrange things on site.”

Little Rich Brother waved his hand and said:

“I still need to arrange some transportation for them.”

“That’s easy! When I was at the zoo before, I knew a brother who specialized in this. One phone call can bring several tour buses.”

Brother Belly took the initiative to relieve his boss’s worries and said:

“Leave it to me. They’re in the university town, right? Perfect, I’ll get it done within an hour! But Sister Pomegranate lives a bit far.”

“As for Sister Pomegranate, of course I’ll go pick her up myself.”

Little Rich Brother brushed his short hair and said with a wink:

“Don’t worry about that. Everyone have a good time tonight, the whole bill is on me, Young Master Zhang!”

“Great! Boss is generous! Let’s get a few lobsters to fill our stomachs tonight.”

“A few? Who are you looking down on? If others see it, they might think we gamers can’t afford to eat. Tell Ah Hei over there to prepare a Boston lobster for each person, and a plate of abalone to nourish our brothers!

Tell him not to fool me with small ones, otherwise I won’t go next time.”

“Hehe, okay, okay!”

Brother Belly grinned and went offline to make arrangements.

Because he wasn’t a fanatic combat party, he only mixed four hunting keys in this activity, so he simply handed them over to Little Rich Brother to open for him.

As a full-time Animal Trainer and reserve Druid, Brother Belly’s interests in the game were not in the pursuit of equipment, so he wasn’t very enthusiastic about opening treasure chests. What he cared more about now was the “Bonfire and Seafood Barbecue Party” in the evening. Whoo-hoo, it was rare to have such an opportunity to freeload before.

Little Rich Brother went over to whisper a few words about his arrangements to Sister Pomegranate, but was glared at fiercely by her. She scolded:

“You’re the only one with money! You just like to show off, don’t you? This is too extravagant.”

“Hehe, we’re happy, right? Let’s not talk about this. I’ll come pick you up later, dress up nicely and don’t embarrass your boss. I’ll go ask Old Huo, he likes to join in the fun, maybe he’ll fly over specially to play.”

Feel You Poor smiled and waved his hand nonchalantly before turning to find his good friend Life Is Pretty Good.

This attitude made Sister Pomegranate shake her head.

She felt that Little Rich Brother’s happiness seemed to have another layer of meaning. It was said that this guy had made some kind of business agreement with Brother Stick in private. Was he planning to make a big splash in the game?

Surely he won’t lose money again this time?

Sister Pomegranate didn’t immediately tell the student party about this news, but only sent a private message to Ah Yuen, telling him not to rush to find a place.

Taking this opportunity to let these students who haven’t left school and entered society see the world is also quite good.

As the settlement moment was approaching, the atmosphere of the players waiting in the camp became increasingly heated. However, until ten minutes before the settlement moment, Meow King and Brother Stick, who had been absent for most of the day, finally came online at the same time.

Perhaps because they had drunk too much in reality, these two guys looked drowsy even after coming online.

Brother Stick flapped his wings and brought Meow King from the city, flying swayingly all the way, spinning in the air occasionally, and sometimes even flying backwards when the mood struck, looking just like an aerial acrobatic performance.

After finally landing, both of their legs were soft, and they had to be supported by their respective brothers.

“Damn, how much did you two drink?”

Three to Five Pecks carried Meow King, who had gone soft, and couldn’t help but complain:

“What’s the good news that made you so happy?”

“Hehe, good news, great news, we won’t tell you now, you’ll know in a few days.”

Meow King’s tongue was swollen, but he still knew the importance of the matter. He took out the Blood Witch’s staff and tried to cast a Winds of Rejuvenation on himself and Brother Stick to sober up.

However, due to drunken hand tremors, he failed to cast continuously three times, making Lady Aqua who was passing by unable to bear it anymore. She casually threw two Winds of Rejuvenation on them.

Lady Aqua’s milk… cough cough, healing power, you know what I mean, almost instantly freed these two guys from their “mental abnormal state” and brought them back to their senses.

“Hehe, thanks, Sister Aqua.”

Brother Stick stood up and jumped a couple of times, thanked Lady Aqua, and then ran to wait for the settlement to start with his brothers. He was happy because the “business negotiation” with Meow King went very smoothly. They had known each other for over five years, and after sitting down and drinking three bottles of wine, everything was settled.

If it wasn’t for this sudden settlement, they would have gone to “relax” after drinking.

“Brother, didn’t you say you specially found someone to help us ‘turn our luck’ around?”

Little Hand, the cousin, came over and waved the five wooden keys in his hand up and down, saying:

“How do you plan to turn our luck around?”

“Simple, just find a little red hand to help us open, right? It’s well known that our luck is bad, so we definitely can’t do it ourselves.”

Meow King had a look of having everything under control.

He first went to the Adventurer’s Guild camp to collect his 7 keys from Old Eugene, then returned to his brothers and collected the keys from everyone else, including Tobacco Mulberry. Due to the delay on the first day, their final scores were not as satisfactory as they had hoped, but the seven of them together still had 45 hunting keys.

“Meow, I’ve agreed with Cheche from the student party to let him open this warrior chest key.”

Old Tune recounted what happened in the afternoon. Meow King had some opinions on this. He felt that Old Tune won the tenth place with his strength, and if Cheche was dissatisfied, he should just swallow it.

The bonus points for the last kill were part of the game rules. If he was unsatisfied, he could go complain.

But since the two of them had reached an agreement, he couldn’t say much more.

The seven members of the “Big Bird Spin Spin Spin team” waited on the spot for a few minutes. They had already seen the Witch Hunters bringing out those identical-looking hunting chests from the warehouse, which meant that the settlement was about to begin, but the “little red hand” that Meow King had appointed was late, making everyone a bit anxious.

Just as Meow King was about to send a private message to urge, a person suddenly jumped out from the shadow behind him, startling the others.

“Damn, are you a ghost?”

Little Hand exclaimed:

“How come there’s no sound when you walk? Wait! How can your shadow walking be invisible at dusk? Isn’t this thing only invisible in darkness?”

Little Hand also had a thief sub-profession, and he couldn’t help but ask. Frostfang Claw, who was a bit socially phobic, looked at him and answered very concisely:

“When practiced to Master level, it can be invisible in weak light.”

“Master level?”

Little Hand’s eyes widened even more, and he complained:

“How many days has this Blood Rat Gang been around? You’ve already practiced this advanced skill to Master level? Damn, brother, what do you do in reality? Surely you have some related special skills?”

Frostfang Claw refused to answer this question.

But it wasn’t because he was arrogant.

It was because his profession could easily lead to rumors about “grave robbing” and such. He was already tired of explaining this misunderstanding.

“Come, come, brother, we know you’re a hidden little red hand, so we’re just borrowing your luck today.”

Meow King pulled Frostfang Claw aside, put the 45 keys in his hand on the wooden stake in front of him, pushed out the extra five, and said:

“We won’t let you work for free. These are your ‘labor fee’, how about it?”

“Okay.”

Frostfang Claw’s hunting score wasn’t high either.

This was normal. While others were killing gnolls, he had been opening boxes in the sewers, practicing lockpicking and shadow walking, and didn’t have much time to grind points. Now that he suddenly got five more keys, he didn’t lose out, so he agreed.

As for luck

To be honest, he didn’t believe in it.

After all, his real-life job didn’t allow him to be superstitious, otherwise it would be easy to develop mental exhaustion. There were “tragic lessons” within the industry.

“I’ll say in advance”

Frostfang Claw felt he needed to remind Meow King, because he was also confused when he received this invitation. He said in a “socially phobic person” tone:

“I don’t guarantee what I can open. I think it’s the same no matter who does this job.”

“Ah, the fact that you can say this proves that you’re a new player, and haven’t heard of our team’s ‘legend’ in this aspect.”

Black Stockings Brother next to him stroked his stubble with a sigh, saying:

“Trust me, brother, it’s really different.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

On the other side, Day One No Fap gripped the hilt of his sword at his waist, also with an expression as if he had been kicked in the nuts, and complained:

“Even if you’re a person with ordinary luck, you’re much stronger than us. Really, we brothers don’t expect you to open anything powerful, just don’t embarrass us too much and save some face for us ‘cursed ones’.”

“???”

Frostfang Claw couldn’t understand at all what these guys were talking about, and Tobacco Mulberry beside him was also doubtful and uncertain.

After all, he was newly joined, and seeing these guys look so dejected, Tobacco Mulberry suddenly felt that he might have made a quite “terrible” bad decision in his career.

By the way, would he also be infected with the incurable black hand disease after joining this group of “mafia”?

Moreover, would this change in luck affect reality?

Hey!

He flies planes in real life, and this job strictly requires good luck!

Damn, is it too late for him to quit the team now?

“Don’t be afraid, we’re just 300 people away from completing our missionary task!”

Meow King saw that the team atmosphere was low and comforted:

“By then, when I’ve learned the ‘luck spell’, we’ll be able to get rid of this black hand predicament. This is a mysterious spell personally bestowed by the Avalon boss, I don’t believe it can’t counteract bad personality.”

“It’s starting! It’s starting!”

Just as he finished speaking, the hoarse voice of the bald vampire monk giant shark rang out from the crowd of people ahead, and the crowd instantly became excited.

“Let’s go! Let’s go! Tonight we change our fate against the heavens!”

Meow King rallied his spirits, wanting to reach out and pull Fangfang, who was standing still looking at the crowd very hesitantly. But just as he extended his hand, he suddenly retracted it, fearing that his bad luck would be transferred to this “little red hand” they had finally invited. He smiled sheepishly and said to Fangfang:

“You don’t like crowds, right? It’s okay, you wait here, we’ll go bring the boxes back for you, you just get ready to open them, that’s all.”

This scene was captured by Natalie, who had been observing the camp. The Adventurer’s Guild president asked puzzledly:

“These warriors are so unconfident about their own luck? Is this really some kind of curse?”

“It’s man-made disaster.”

Amber next to her was juggling a few fruits in her hands. She had more contact with the players, so she had heard some rumors. She explained quietly to her guild president:

“These guys apparently spread rumors about Lady Tris before, so they were cursed by Lady Tris. Um, that’s what I heard from Niuniu, he said it with great detail.”

“Didn’t I tell you to have less contact with the warriors?”

Natalie saw Amber’s relaxed expression and immediately felt a headache coming on. She said quietly:

“You know their background. Listen to my advice, Amber, you won’t have a future with them.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? That’s just normal interaction between me and my warriors.”

Amber pouted, about to explain, when she heard Niuniu shouting from over there:

“Amber, come help me open the box! Let’s see how good your luck is.”

“Oh, coming!”

Amber responded cheerfully and quickly ran over. Natalie watched these two people from different worlds huddling together, giggling and laughing. She let out a long sigh, hoping that the Avalon God would bless her poor sister.