My Players Are So Fierce

Under the shouts of the honorary president of the “Wam Brothers Society,” the seasoned Freak Top Shark, a group of players using barbarian skins rushed out of the bar, and other players also began to act with joy on their faces.

However, when Top Shark was about to leave, the charming Shadow Elf proprietor of the tavern stopped him, pointing to the shattered glass on the ground.

With a business-like attitude, she said to Top Shark:

“That was a five-hundred-year-old artifact I brought from Mejewa City.

You owe me 3000 Gold Coins.

Of course, if you don’t have the money, that’s fine too…”

The tavern owner reached out and touched Top Shark’s broad chest and muscular physique.

She offered a rather strange and ambiguous smile, saying:

“Just spend an evening drinking with me, little brother.”

“Uh…”

Top Shark blinked and said:

“But, none of us can…

you know it, the damned developers didn’t enable that feature.

Besides, isn’t this extortion?

It sure seems like it, right?

I didn’t know your shabby tavern that’s only been open a dozen days has a five-hundred-year-old artifact.”

“But that cup was indeed my favorite drinking cup.

I’m over five hundred years old this year, so what’s the problem with calling it an artifact?

And you’re right, little brother, it is indeed a poor extortion attempt.

You can report me to the sheriff at any time and have me arrested, but…

would you do it?

Could you bring yourself to do that, little brother?”

The tavern owner saw the hesitation in Top Shark.

She wrapped herself around him like a boneless snake, holding his wrist, and whispered:

“Just be obedient, mighty Wam Warrior, and come back after you win your first victory.

I’ll be waiting for you in room 3 on the second floor.

It’s not some transaction or coercion, just a small contribution from a single elf for the war heroes.

You must live…

Uh, you won’t die, so make sure to come back victorious.”

After finishing, she playfully slapped Top Shark’s firm and shapely buttocks, and watched as he scrambled away like a teased child, his cute reaction prompting the Shadow Elf to laugh strangely.

Gee, can’t play without Niu Niu?

Hey, don’t underestimate the heritage Shadow Elves have in this area, idiot!

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“Top Shark, why is your face so red?

We haven’t even reached the battlefield yet.

Don’t trigger your rage, alright?

I know you’re excited, but try to keep it in check.”

At the temporary base of the Big Bird Team, Brother Meow looked at the tardy Top Shark in amazement.

Still, he didn’t mind the young man who was too flustered to speak and instead picked up his expert Adventure Assistant, speaking to the rest of the Big Bird Team:

“For this battle’s command, Lord Qin specially asked Little Ruyi to add a frequency for trench warfare and tactical insertion instructions based on our original Treasure Bead communication.

Afterward, all tasks in the blocking battle will be issued through this frequency.

I just came back from his command center, and I feel like Lord Qin plans to play big this time.

He even set up a command center for himself, with a dozen newbies walking around, making it all look quite decent.”

“They don’t even bother pretending anymore.”

Three Five Battles quietly commented:

“But the current situation has shown that relying solely on us players’ initiative clearly can’t repel the Wolf People, and it’s time to bring in the professionals.

I’ve also heard that Silver Moon Group’s Meng HaHa is experimenting with a hand-cranked radio transceiver in the rear.

Man, these black tech advancements are coming one after another.”

“You think that’s impressive?

That might just be hobbyists contributing to the war effort.

What’s really awesome is what’s happening over at the armory.”

Little Hand quietly said:

“My good brother, the Medieval Gospel Warrior, told me that a few people joined Loyal Brother’s side a few days ago.

They’re definitely real professionals!

They’re helping guide the armory workers in improving the explosive craftsmanship.

I heard they’re producing improved Broad Sword weapons and plan to issue them as individual equipment to the People’s Army Scouts.

Moreover, Loyal Brother has been researching rocket launchers for a long time but couldn’t produce a prototype.

They couldn’t solve the impact fuse and stable flight technology for the rockets, but these people fixed it in two days.

Now they’re planning to mass-produce big tubes, and they’re also improving the small tubes and standard grenade craftsmanship to extend the pitifully short range to about three to five kilometers.”

“Holy crap, that’s awesome.”

Brother Qu, holding his shotgun, exclaimed:

“Now the ‘Copper Tube Boys’ are going to take off.”

“Shh, orders have arrived.

Everyone, open your Adventure Assistant and enter the special communication marked ‘Big Bird Team.’ The entrance password is four 9s.”

Brother Meow interrupted his brothers’ discussion with a command, and a few seconds later, everyone in the Big Bird Team was on the strictly authorized spiritual energy channel.

This special channel is a one-way communication link.

Only Brother Meow, as the Commander, is authorized to initiate a communication request at crucial moments; others can only listen and not respond freely.

“Hey?

Hey!

Communication test, please check if band communication is normal.

If you can hear the sound clearly, please respond immediately, Commander.”

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