My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2891 -964: The Civilization of the Half-body Men Is a Candle in the Wind

After leaving the conference room, Crow had just finished a pleasantly satisfying sermon. Feeling loose and cheerful, he stretched a bit, and as he walked out of the Blood Vulture Corridor, he pushed his glasses up.

Recalling his conversation with the vampires just now, a highly interested light flickered in his gentle eyes.

It was a light that could be called “fanatic.”

Like the look a psychopathic killer gives a victim, or a mad scientist seeing a new lab specimen.

It made his posture right now look very much like that of a big villain, but in reality he really was just enjoying this game’s progression in his own way.

He himself kept a low profile, but among players he still counted as a middling sort of “legendary figure.”

Crow had been in the game for quite a while. The one who invited him into the game, Teacher Li, was now already a Great Grandmaster of the Shadow Trace Sect and a T0 Silver Ranker among players. Those players who entered at the same time as him had all achieved something, yet he alone remained obscure, keeping such a low profile that many players hadn’t even heard his name.

He didn’t do quests, didn’t push the main story, didn’t fight, didn’t grind dungeons, and didn’t even take part in group activities with other players. He rarely showed up on the forum either. The only place he’d built up any reputation was in the Avalon Church, and even there it wasn’t by the usual methods of farming reputation.

All his reputation came from that strange behavior of his—leading believers in prayer and explaining scripture to them in the Avalon Cathedral.

If not for the fact that he really could log in and out, he’d basically be the very picture of a mild-mannered local NPC, to the point that Crow had even trained himself into speaking the local language with a Transylvania accent…

Exactly!

This guy was one of the very few players who could communicate with locals with zero barriers without using the Calculating Pearl for translation. Because the Avalon Church originated from the Castia Elf Kingdom, he had even self?taught himself Elvish.

In that group set up on the forum by Captain Meow specifically for “faith-walker” players, whenever they had questions about faith or doctrine, they would come to Crow for help, and every time Crow could give an almost perfect answer.

He wasn’t just specialized in Avalon doctrine; he could also rattle off the doctrines of the Winter Wolf Religion and the Berserker Temple like the back of his hand. As he himself said, whenever the Rushing River Knights Group held a Church of the Sacred Light mass in Torrent Castle, they would always invite Crow to preside, and the effect was phenomenal.

Every time he presided over a Holy Light mass, it left the local believers of Torrent Castle deeply convinced, even utterly enthralled.

In short, before Crow’s “role?playing Spirit,” even a hardcore RPer like Tepar would have to feel ashamed of himself.

But the most important thing was, Crow was not an RPer!

All the things he did followed a very clear line of logic and goal.

He mixed in with the Avalon Church precisely to study the strange link between this world’s Divine Spirits and faith. Learning the local language and Elvish was so he could read those ancient scriptures directly. Debating doctrine with local Priests was so he could figure out what kind of Divine Spirit image they held in their hearts.

The guy even made a special trip to Cardman City and, under Turner’s introduction, had a short conversation with Old Su Head.

He was obsessed with researching the secrets of Divine Spirits, but unlike Triss’s pursuit of power, he really just wanted to figure out the operating principles of how faith takes effect in the material world. He was very much like those folk scientists who keep digging and dissecting year after year for a single goal.

And just now, Crow knew that the research results he’d accumulated over this period had finally reached the point where they could be put into practice.

He hadn’t gotten too deeply involved in the vampires’ reform of their faith in the Midnight Mother. He wasn’t a vampire and had no intention of becoming one, so his role in this matter was purely as an observer. He really wanted to see whether, acting on his suggestions, the vampires could in the future shape a Midnight God with a tilt toward Order.

Crow was really looking forward to that.

He took out a pocket watch to check the time, planning to return to the Avalon Cathedral to prepare for tomorrow’s doctrine debates with the believers, and also to take them to the orphanage at Crimson Castle to help those children. In addition, the liberation of Shadow Valley was already a sure thing.

He had already arranged things with “Lady Shui”: as soon as the town over there was built, he would go over to serve as a Priest.

As for the theories on faith and Divine Spirits that he’d come up with, he also planned to carry out a full “from scratch” practical experiment. But as for in whose Divine Spirit’s name to attempt it, Crow still hadn’t made up his mind.

“Hey, Crow Brother, wait up!”

As he was walking toward the Avalon Cathedral, a shout from behind made him stop. When he turned around he saw Boss Huo hurrying over, holding Biyue’s hand. The two of them had probably just been strolling around the city.

Tsk tsk, coming into the game for a date—these rich people really do know how to have fun.

“Is there anything I can help you two with?”

Crow asked with a squinting smile. Because the Church of the Sacred Light often needed to “seek sponsors” to run some community activities, he’d often gone over to Treasure Bay on behalf of the Rushing River Knights Group to scrounge for funds, so he had a pretty good relationship with Boss Huo.

Facing Crow’s question, Old Huo didn’t stand on ceremony. He glanced around and said quietly:

“There really is something we need to consult you, our resident expert, about… Take a look at this first.”

Old Huo took a Gold Coin out of his pocket and handed it to Crow. The latter took it and examined it closely, and immediately frowned. He held the Gold Coin up before his eyes for a careful look and discovered some special patterns on its surface.