Chapter 223 222 is a little ugly, but it shouldn’t be a problem
Chapter 223 222. It’s a little ugly, but it shouldn’t be a big problem, right?
Murphy was very stupid and made a point pool for this mission of exterminating the jackals. He wanted to try this "more work, more gain" model to see if he could better mobilize the players' enthusiasm. By setting up a
A common goal to increase the participation of all players.
If this method works, the vampire lord will have another "weapon" that he can use.
However, the number of players is still too small at the moment. Even if each of the 140 people he has kills 20 gnolls a day, he will only get rid of nearly 3,000 in a day. But how many gnoll bandits and their kobolds are there on the land of Transia?
Servants are an absolute unknown.
According to Tris, since the Fourth Black Catastrophe 110 years ago, Transia has been in a state of "more monsters than people".
The reason why the gnoll bandits have not been able to occupy this place is because, on the one hand, they have wild beast habits and are very willing to fight among themselves, and on the other hand, it is precisely because the Blood Vulture family guards here that the gnolls do not dare to make mistakes.
But now, the Blood Vulture family is gone, and the cunning jackals have also witnessed the destruction of Cadman City, which is enough to make these barbarians riot.
When the witch hunters moved to Murphy's territory before, they discovered that the gnolls over the Under Armor Hills had begun to gather and move abnormally. The large and small gangs in the wilderness merged so quickly. There is only one gnoll race in the world.
possible!
That is, a "warlord" was born among them.
Weak gnoll gangs will naturally attach themselves to the warlords, and then they will form a snowball-like expansion effect. In the past, once there were signs of the birth of a warlord, the Blood Vulture Clan would immediately send out midnight hunters to clean up the trouble, but now Murphy
With a lot of things at hand, there are not enough resources to engage in this kind of "precise beheading".
According to his prediction, maybe within half a month, the gnolls over the Under Armor Hills would gather into a real army and march towards Scarlet Castle. He must be prepared before this happens.
"You have just completed the investigation of the Transian Gnoll gang stronghold. This is a fruitful work and proves that you are quickly integrating into our new system, but now the situation has changed subtly.
I need the Adventurer's Guild to send another elite ranger into the Under Armor Hills to conduct a more in-depth investigation of the rapidly expanding gang there."
In the office, Murphy crossed his fingers and propped up his chin, and said to Natalie, the leader of the Adventurer's Guild who was summoned in front of him:
"I need a detailed report about the warlords who are suspected to be rising in that land.
As you can see, President Natalie, my warriors have begun to clean up the gnolls in the Earl of Cadman today, and the Under Armor Hills are our next target. I need witch hunters before the operation begins.
Sufficient information was collected."
"There is absolutely no problem in gathering intelligence. This is the duty we should fulfill."
Natalie nodded and said:
"But the number of your warriors is too small, and it won't be enough to spread them all out. With the Earl of Cadman covering so many villages and a huge area with complex terrain, it may take them more than two months to complete the cleanup.
"
"I bet they'll get it done in 20 days!"
Murphy said quite confidently.
"impossible!"
Natalie immediately retorted:
"Even if they are alien spirits and have the assistance of the Cadman People's Army under their command, they can't do it! They are human beings, and humans always have their limits."
"People have limits, but players don't."
Murphy spoke in Mandarin.
Natalie looked at him doubtfully, and the lord did not intend to explain. He said to Natalie:
"I don't want them to kill every jackal they see. They just need to destroy the organization of these barbarians and reduce their number to an acceptable level. But this is not what I want to discuss with you.
thing.
The second important thing to which I have called you is the focus.
The sporadic villages in our territory are about to be relocated around Scarlet City. In up to a week, they will come over to establish the first batch of collective farms. My administrative team is already working overtime to prepare.
But there is one area they cannot touch.
Belief!
There will be resentment in the hearts of the relocated people, which is caused by the fear of having their familiar life changed. I hope that they can settle down quickly and build a new home. In this regard, the support and comfort of faith are indispensable.
Therefore, I need the Church of Avalon to send priests to five collective farms!
You need to build a natural temple church to appease the people, and at the same time, you need to use your ability to sense natural spiritual energy and manipulate the fertile land to prepare for spring farming in the coming year. This is the specialty of the druids.
Although you are not druids, I believe you also understand the secrets."
"But we have no priests, and we even lack missionaries."
Natalie said with a headache:
"Now there are only two nuns in the church, Jules and Marianne. We don't have time to train new church leaders."
"Does this still need to be cultivated?"
Murphy asked in surprise and confusion:
"You have 1,000 compatriots in Morland Village. They are all devout people who have not changed their faith in Avalon after ten years of war. Couldn't you just pull a few out and put on the nature robe and be transferred to Avalon?"
Father Vallon?
Don't tell me that as sincere witch hunters, you are not as proficient in the scriptures of the Natural Church as ordinary people are?
If that's the case, then you are outright heretics."
"How can this be the same!"
Natalie glared at Murphy, who was speaking out loud. She wanted to scold him for his disrespectful tone towards the gods, but then she thought about it. He was a vampire, which was indeed a "racial disadvantage".
So, the leader of the Adventurer's Guild changed his tone of explanation and said:
"In the system of the old religion, witch hunters were warriors. Although we also studied scriptures and the teachings of gods, our understanding of the classics was far inferior to those of preachers like Aunt Jules. We are the sharp swords of Avalon.
, but His proverbs are spread by church members who are good at it.”
"But I'm not asking you to debate scriptures with the priests of the Winter Wolf Church, right?"
Murphy spread his hands and said quite frankly:
"I just need you to use religious rituals to calm my subjects and soothe their barren and longing for a home. I don't need the level of priests you send. To put it bluntly, they can teach my subjects to recite scriptures.
I am satisfied if I hold a nature service in the church every Sunday.”
"you!"
Natalie was really angry now. She stood up and slapped the table and yelled:
"It's okay if you don't believe in gods. This kind of behavior of using sacred faith as a naked tool of rule is enough! If this happened in the past, your words alone would be enough for the Gray Knights to take you back and burn you at the stake.
.
Murphy!
I know you are a faithless vampire, but you cannot despise the gods so much."
“But isn’t faith a tool in the hands of rulers?”
Murphy wasn't angry.
He just asked calmly:
"After ten years of suffering because of your persistence in your faith, you are still so naive? Everything the old religion has experienced still hasn't made you realize the importance of religious power and royal power. You don't really think that the Church of Avalon has been
The Plantagenet Kingdom is completely banned just because you launched that rebellion, right?
Let me tell you, Natalie, as an individual I am willing to respect your beliefs and protect your right to believe as you choose, but I am a lord!
My rule will always come before my faith, and you are now part of that system.
You must understand this too!
If you insist on putting your faith above the safety of my territory, then the new Church of Avalon may soon suffer again what the old church suffered.
You're not convinced, right?
Well.
Ask your gods now."
Murphy waved his hand and said:
"Speak these blasphemous words of mine to your gods, and see whether Avalon will ask you to hold the holy blade to punish me, the blasphemer, or whether he will ask you to obey my orders.
I consider you to be God’s shepherds on earth.
Your duty is to expand the flock of God, not to artificially create chaos and disputes among the sheep, nor to raise the entire pasture and release the sheep into the dangerous wilderness.
You are truly the most unqualified group of shepherds I have ever seen.
Go ahead and ask.
Go to that chapel and ask your spirit.
But I want an answer tomorrow morning, Natalie, whether you want it or not, you have to give me an answer tomorrow morning!
If you are unwilling to fulfill your duties as the current nominal leader of the Church of Avalon, then don’t blame me for bypassing you to recruit new natural priests among my warriors, but to be honest, how will those guys interpret Avalon?
I can’t even imagine Long’s teachings.”
"You want more than that."
Natalie took a deep breath, stood up, looked at Murphy, and said:
"You want to interfere in the reorganization of our church. I should have thought of it earlier. You want to use your own way to form a new Church of Avalon to serve your regime. Lord Avalon, you are really me
The most dangerous vampire I've ever seen.
How dare you put your hand into the gods’ plate?”
"Would you be surprised if I told you that I talked to your Avalon god?"
Murphy stood up, turned his back to Natalie and poured himself a glass of wine with a drop of blood added. He moved gently and said without looking back:
"Your god acquiesces to what I do. Your god knows better than you what his believers need. It's not me who is wrong, Natalie. You should change your mind.
Transia will be a different place, and you must also learn to embrace change. That will be the most beautiful thing I bring to this world. You can see it with your own eyes. That is what your father wants me to teach you.
s things.
He wants you to be an outstanding leader!
It's a pity that until now you are still only satisfied with becoming an outstanding warrior. Alas, your Silver Trial is almost completed, right? But I think what you need now is not strength.
If you have nothing to do, chat with my Scarlet Archon, learn more history from Professor Malcolm and draw the wisdom you need from him.
If you want to be the best shepherd in Avalon, you have a lot to learn about the art of management."
Murphy turned around and raised the drink in his hand to Natalie, who nodded with a frosty face and left without saying a word.
"She has grown a lot."
Tris's voice sounded from the shadows in the corner of the office, with a hint of ridicule, and said:
"If it were the reckless woman from before, the moment your scolding touched her faith, her knife would be drawn out. You have to give her some time, little Murphy. She is very talented and she can learn. But you said you and
Avalon talked to?
real?"
"real."
Murphy shrugged, took a sip of wine, and said:
"Avalon even praised me for being handsome."
"whispering sound!"
Tris was shocked by Murphy's shamelessness. She said:
"The spiritual collection stone of 'Rat King's Doom' is ready, but if you want to add a 'hidden drop' to it, you need to readjust the way this thing takes effect."
"Don't go to all that trouble. Just make it a hidden token. It's called 'Reverberation of the Rat King' and the drop probability is set to 0.3%."
Murphy responded:
"Let's connect another triggering mission and let the lucky ones who get the hidden token take it to the Blood Rat Gang and find 'Razor' Dorothy to exchange for the blueprint of 'Reaper of Souls'. That thing is a forging + alchemy item.
Right?
It just so happens that your alchemy hut can also benefit from it."
"."
Tris was a little confused by Murphy's series of answers, and then she complained:
"If your little players know that you are going to squeeze them to the extreme at every stage, they will definitely come to chop you with their knives."
"But my cute little players don't know all this, so they just praise me as a generous and handsome lord, and they have fun in the whole process, especially when they get the hidden token and learn that they can gain something.
When putting concealed weapons.
Believe me, every little player who has experienced all this will be happy because of their "red hands".
I will be immersed in the satisfaction brought by my luck for at least one night."
Murphy put the wine glass in his hand in front of his eyes and looked at the halo floating in it.
He grinned and said softly:
"This kind of happiness, satisfaction and sense of accomplishment are the rewards I give to them. Everyone just gets what they need. It's not about exploitation, let alone use. Tris, you have to truly understand this to integrate better.
them.
Speaking of which, has your reverse tracing of the pearl bracelet you got from Zweig yielded any results?"
"Not yet, the other party hides it very deeply."
Tris replied in a light tone:
"Leave this matter to me. You are too busy. Don't worry about it. I will take care of it."
"Well, if you really don't want me to get involved"
Murphy lowered his head and said:
"Tris, you won't hide anything from me, right?"
"No, don't think about it."
——
"boom"
The speeding arrow pulled out a red light in the darkness and accurately shattered the head of a jackal trainer from a distance of more than ten meters.
The latter's eyes were punctured, but he still didn't die immediately.
This guy has a humanoid shape. He is 7 and a half feet tall and weighs about 300 pounds. But his whole body is covered with spotted mane, and he has flexible claws that can hold various weapons. He has a ferocious hyena head, and this body is perfect for melee combat.
They can easily tear apart an ordinary adult, and if they happen to have heavy weapons such as the flail or meteor hammer that the Jackals like most, then the battle scene will turn into a massacre like a flesh-and-blood battle.
Therefore, any sane person would not think of fighting an elite gnoll in close combat unless he was very confident in his own skills before attempting this death challenge.
In the past, young players thought that dealing with gnolls was easier than dealing with ghouls, but today's experience was enough to tell them that trying to pass the black iron trial with an elite gnoll is no less difficult than challenging the stinking beast in the sewer.
Ghoul.
But the good news is that gnolls are living individuals, they can feel pain and fear, and they can become weak when injured, so the "long-range one-sword style" invented by Ashina Xiao is very effective against them.
The common characteristics of these barbarians are their mouths full of sharp teeth and wagging tails. When they walk upright, they can run faster than ordinary people. They exude the breath of beasts and are extremely ferocious. They often have cowardly but extremely large numbers of kobolds as slaves to dig for them.
A comfortable nest to live in.
They can also tame animals.
The hyenas tamed by the jackals have supernatural powers just like them.
These beasts are loyal and savage. It is said that a litter of hyenas can hunt alone in just half a month. This is obviously not in line with the situation of naturally born life, but considering that this is a magical world, we seek nature here.
The rules are more or less unnecessary.
"puff"
The second arrow with a scarlet shimmer was shot out of the darkness again, piercing the other eye of the jackal who was screaming and trying to get up. The dark energy on the arrow was attached to its skull.
A weak implosion occurred.
This heavy blow with added psychic power finally completely defeated it, causing it to fall to the ground.
It could smell the stink of vampires emerging from the darkness, and the Meow Shark in the student party put away the vampire hunting crossbow in his hand, drew out the family guard halberd behind his back, stepped forward and stabbed the forced
The desperate Black Iron Tamer is sent to death.
The jumping number +5 on his character interface reached 15 points, but he couldn't even get into the top 30 in the points pool of the Jackal hunting operation that had already begun. The points of Sister Pomegranate, who is currently ranked first, have reached an astonishing number.
44!
Cat's 41 points followed closely behind.
"Well, professionals are just different."
Meow Shark sighed.
He is also in the first echelon of players, and his equipment and skills are not bad. He has also changed his profession to Midnight Hunter and learned advanced skills that can add extra psychic damage to his arrows. However, the gap between people is really too big.
He knelt down and pulled out a hunting knife and took off the gnoll's teeth, claw blades and tail bristles. These are materials that can be collected and can be exchanged for usable low-level potions in the alchemy hut.
But just as Meow Shark stood up to leave, he suddenly heard a strange cry.
It was like the cry of some kind of young animal, which immediately made Meow Shark interested. He explored forward in the smelly den. After a few minutes, this guy was holding a nest of four just opened
The little hyena with big eyes walked out with a smile on his face.
Hey, before I was envious of the manticore who touched you, but now I have a little pet in the blink of an eye.
As a trainer of the Midnight Hunter branch, I really should start practicing my professional skills from now on. I will become the man who fucks Elvis at midnight in the future! Let’s start with the bloodthirsty hyena.
Ugly, indeed a little ugly, but it’s not a big problem. However, you still need to ask professionals for advice on how to take care of this thing.
"Brother Xiao Fu seems to have hired a beast breeder to help him take care of the manticore. That guy's name is Belly. Well, I'll go ask him soon."
Meow Shark held the snarling hyena pups in his arms and thought to himself as he walked:
"All the players in this game are talented people, from almost all walks of life. They know they are playing games, but those who don't know think they are engaging in some weird social experiment. By the way, is it really like
Rumors circulating on the forum, is this a hellish little experiment conducted by aliens?
Eh~ It’s so invasive, I don’t want to think about it anymore, I’ll kill a few more jackals and call it a day.”
