My Players Are So Fierce

630: 216.

I know that frugality is a virtue, but…

– Extra updates from Alliance Hierarch, asking for monthly tickets!【15/15】_2

630: 216.

I know that frugality is a virtue, but…

– Extra updates from Alliance Hierarch, asking for monthly tickets!【15/15】_2

“They’ve been cursed by Lady Cui Si for constantly making lewd remarks, making their luck in the game especially bad…”

“Huh?

Is that something people say?”

Perfect Survival said, his eyes wide in surprise:

“So, does this game actually have a hidden ‘luck’ attribute?”

“It probably does.”

StrokeYourPoor couldn’t provide a definitive answer either.

After all, theoretically speaking, he was still just a newbie who had joined the game less than twenty days ago.

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s find a place to log off.”

Having played all day, Perfect Survival was a bit tired, and he pulled his close friend towards the exit as he said:

“In a few days, I’ll come find you, and we can meet up offline.”

“I’m already in sleep-link mode.

I’ve been sleeping in reality a long time ago.

If you’re tired, you can log off.

I still have a few quests to complete.”

StrokeYourPoor’s schedule was packed.

He began to count on his fingers as he said:

“The Cadman People’s Army’s daily reputation quests, the reputation of the Adventurer’s Guild, the ticket quest of the Boxing Club, and a scheduled dungeon raid into the ‘Into the Blood Eagle Corridor’ with Pomegranate and the others.

Lastly, there’s the task of practicing my summoner skills!

Beer Belly told me that he’s found a few specific Transylvania toxins that can be administered to the Scorpio-lion.

I need to go out and look for them and take Beer Belly with me to help him level up.

I’m busy.”

“Damn!

Is this playing a game or working?”

Perfect Survival couldn’t help but laugh and say:

“Playing a game is supposed to be fun, is it really necessary to be this tired?”

“You don’t understand.

You haven’t experienced the real fun of this game yet.

Eventually, you’ll be like me, young man.”

StrokeYourPoor spoke with the expression of a veteran, and with a broad smile on his face, he whistled to summon his Scorpio-lion.

He hopped onto it and disappeared into the dawn.

Perfect Survival smirked and turned on the “sleep-link mode” of his game helmet.

He stretched his body in reality and closed his eyes to fall back asleep.

When he opened his eyes, he was back in the game.

“Um, it’s already day.”

He experienced the strange feeling of playing the game while sleeping and “crossing two worlds”.

He felt like he was dreaming, and planned to head to the administration office to wake up his two assistants.

Right after the two little Brother Fus left, Cui Si received a treasure bead communication from Murphy.

The Lord requested her to meet in a certain area underground in the Blood Eagle Corridor.

The Witch Hunters have some preliminary conclusions regarding the ghoul overlord carcass at the bottom of the sewer.

Blood Vulture Duke massaged his forehead.

The cautious approach by little Mo Fei showed that the body that served as the “base” for the Ghoul Overlord was not ordinary.

It made Lady Cui Si can’t help but criticize why things in Transylvania are always so complicated?

They’re just like yam beans – pull one out and a whole string comes with, you never know how bad the consequences of an unexpected incident can be.

But no matter the complaints, as the current strongest in the Crimson Castle, Cui Si couldn’t abandon her duty to this land.

She quickly arrived by Murphy’s side.

They were in a room at the bottom of the corridor which had just been cleaned out by workers a few days ago.

Now it had been encased in an enchantment set up by the Witch Hunters using all sorts of natural wood carvings and ceremony tools to prevent the overflowing death energy.

But the natural psychic power was not kind to vampires either.

So, Murphy, Maxim, and Cui Si could only stand outside the room, watching Mother Mary Ann, Old Eugene, and Natalie handle the remains of the Ghoul Overlord.

This thing was really not fully formed yet, but the remaining energy of Hades made it impossible to just toss away.

It was like a “source of pollution”, if they simply buried it in a hole it could easily trigger a second wave of the undead disaster.

“We might have to burn it.”

Cui Si looked at the processing method of the Witch Hunters in the room and, while playing with her Nocturne Scepter, said to Murphy:

“And not with ordinary flames.

Natalie’s holy sword radiating purifying flames can help us with this, but what did you want me to see here?”

“Two things.”

Murphy opened a wooden box in front of him.

Inside were ten ashy, twisted bone claws and a heap of ghoul teeth drenched in tainted energy.

They were “high-grade rare materials” as identified from the Ghoul Overlord’s body.

Not wanting to waste, Murphy said to a strangely looking Cui Si:

“I hope you can use your superior alchemy skills to handle these.

Turn them into battle swords, daggers, or small knives, preferably make them into a ‘Ghoul King’ series.

That way, I will have more rewards to offer to my warriors in the future.”

“Uh…”

Cui Si rolled her eyes, and said, “You’re such a housewife, Murphy.

You can’t tolerate even the slightest waste?

The Ghoul Overlord wasn’t fully formed so its claws and teeth didn’t absorb enough death plague, even if I make the weapon, it won’t be as high a level as you think.

okay, okay, we’ll make the most out of what we have, I’ll find the time to make it for you.

But since we’ve already gotten this far, why not also take out its eyeballs?

They can be made into surveillance ornaments, and the tendons can be tanned with alchemy materials to make bow strings.

The toughest pieces of bones can be used to make two body shields.

If you’re not disgusted by it, the Ghoul Overlord’s spiky tongue with its extreme stretchability could even be used to make lashes.”