The update of the main race mission to Chapter 2 caught vampire players off guard and overjoyed them.
Especially for the newbies, it is a pity not to be able to participate in the first chapter of the main race, which is said to be very exciting. Before entering the game, they can find the "Scarlet Guard" cut out by the experts of the competition on the forum before entering the game.
"War" short videos, they will also be attracted by those brave and shocking images that are deliberately shown.
Although that war took place in the sewers and was nicknamed the "Sewer Defense War" by many people, all players and the Greedy Party knew that that fierce battle was one of the "Foundation Wars" of Transia.
Its significance to this land is extraordinary.
It was through defeating the ambitious Korando of the Wolfsbane Clan that Lord Murphy confirmed the Blood Vulture Clan's undisputed ownership of Transia.
This kind of thing is naturally worthy of a special mention, and in this case, the arrival of the second chapter of the racial main line is naturally even more anticipated.
However, while vampire players are ecstatic, on forums or in the game, players of other races have reached their limit of tolerance.
Although the game currently only has two races, vampires and humans, and the "half-elf" race is still using Lumina's actions as a test, this does not prevent the majority of human players from shouting through various channels that they also need a powerful one.
Race line!
Your vampire main plot has reached the second chapter, but your human main plot doesn't even have a prologue. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?
Are they treated differently?
Be careful we unite to file a complaint against you, bastard!
Although everyone knows that the vampire race is the biological son of the development team, the dog planners cannot treat one another so favorably! No, in the face of such a serious imbalance, how can the righteous keyboard warriors turn a blind eye?
So while the vampire players were still gathering to head to the Dark Valley, posts in the forum feedback area were already flying in like snowflakes.
Tris, who manages the feedback area, can't delete posts as fast as the angry human players can post. This makes Archduke Blood Vulture so annoyed that he finally has to block the new post prompts in the feedback area in the calculation orb.
But despite this, seeing the number of complaint posts in the forum's feedback area increasing at a rate of more than a dozen in ten seconds, Cuisi's charming face also showed a rare trace of sadness.
She and Little Murphy had always thought that this feedback area was just a window-dressing function, but with the advancement of Transia's "plot" and the gradual improvement of the player system, this originally dispensable complaint channel has become a strange channel.
The method becomes important.
As an administrator, Murphy has noticed this, and the feedback area is like a "weather vane."
As the number of players increased, it exceeded the level that he could observe in detail. Even if he and the several staff members he appointed worked hard, they could not collect every player's attitude and attitude towards "Real Alien World" in the game.
complain.
In this case, by studying the issues in the forum feedback area, Murphy can effectively grasp the overall mentality of the players.
Like a real "dog planner", he controls the design and opening sequence of "game content" through such potential observation and research.
It can be said that the existence of the feedback area is like a replica of a big data think tank, allowing Murphy to accurately grasp what players want to see and rack his brains to realize it in the game.
This thing is an important means to ensure the attractiveness of the game.
Tris is also aware of this. When she first assisted Murphy in managing the forum, this wise psychic realized the importance of the feedback area. So after several "new employees" joined the company, Tris only kept
The manager of the feedback area assigned his tasks to others.
Another reason is that managing a feedback area is actually easy.
In most cases, most of the posts in the feedback area are meaningless posts. Trish only needs to spend a little time deleting and deleting them every day, which will not take up too much of her time for fishing and enjoyment.
But under certain circumstances, such as now, managing the feedback area will become the most troublesome task. A large number of feedback on the same topic on such a large scale means that there is an urgent problem that "must be solved" in the player group.
question!
If Transia management is really a development team, and if "Real World" is really a game being tested, then this means that they have caught the real "BUG".
"Ah, I have a headache. I guess I have to write a report to little Murphy."
With a look of helplessness, Grand Duke Tris stepped onto the desolate red land of Baphoon Canyon from the opening of the scarlet rift. Beside her, there were several scarlet portals that opened almost at the same time, which would allow members to explore the Baphoon Earth Palace.
Send them all here.
Among other forces, such a concentrated use of teleportation is very rare.
Every psionicist knows that teleportation has the risk of getting out of control. Unless necessary, they will never use this method of rushing that will kill them accidentally.
Although riding a horse is a waste of time, at least it won't kill you. Of course, if your riding skills are poor and you fall off and accidentally hit your head, just pretend I didn't say anything.
However, after Little Murphy signed a contract with Mannis the Endless, the risk of teleportation in Transia has been eliminated. Even if he really falls into the star realm, the Endless will follow that excessively thick contract.
Send the fallen back to the material world as quickly as possible.
Only the Snake of Time has this special ability of "rushing to the scene as soon as possible to laugh at".
In fact, astral security and pick-up and drop-off duties are the "main jobs" signed by Murphy and the Infinite.
Recently, there have been incidents where young players were unlucky enough to fall into the star world when using teleportation, but no one died. They shared their bizarre encounters with the "kind-hearted giant snake" on the forum.
process and those wonderful astral scenery.
There was also a lucky person who grabbed a handful of "astral dust" when he was sent back to the material world, but was taken away by the eldest lady at a high price.
That thing is an important material for studying the astral environment.
Under such circumstances, the story of the "Good-hearted Snake" has become a kind of "urban ghost story" among the player community. After everyone's continuous discussion, they believe that this is an "Easter egg" left by the development team, and there are some
The plot party believes that this is a "special mission chain", and in the future there will definitely be stories about this giant snake that will be interpreted in the form of missions.
It has to be said that those dramatists active on the forum are really capable, and they can often deduce certain "truths" through some details and plots.
"Your Excellency, the members you need are already here."
Crazy woman Bonnie was holding a sharp knife and dressed in a majestic yet low-key manner. She walked quickly to Tris who looked in pain and said in a deep voice:
"Chief Hogg and his bodyguard Knight Palano, the vampire psionicist who is best at summoning spells in Miss's Scarlet Devil Mansion, and Sir Murphy's apprentice Mo Qianqiang are all in place!"
"Ah, very good."
Tris nodded. She glanced around. The temporary camp set up here was empty. Obviously no one wanted to miss the second chapter of the vampire main story. Even those grumbling human players were not willing to miss the plot.
and the chance to pick up drops.
Alas, players are such big pigs. They want to participate in anything interesting and have almost no loyalty to what is going on at the moment.
This made Mrs. Bernice, who was still leading the undead to build a rest camp, very dissatisfied, and also left her daughter and son-in-law at a loss.
This is normal. This is the first time for the two half-elf leaders to deal with players, and they are still unable to adapt to the players' "too free and casual" action mode. In their view, those noisy warriors seem to suddenly
After receiving an invisible military order, they gave up the newly discovered underground palace without any warning, and rushed towards the Shadow Valley with their Lord Governor.
One second he was surrounding them asking questions, but the next second he left without any attachment, just like a group of lunatics!
But it's not a big problem.
Based on Lisa and Merkel's status in Shadow Valley, Stronghold No. 004, sooner or later they will become members of the "senior NPCs".
The words that are widely circulated among Lancia’s civil servants are destined to become their “mantra” in the future.
"Hogg, come here!"
While Tris was preparing various materials and spiritual items to enter the Earth Palace, she summoned the uneasy Chief Bloodclaw.
Hogg is also ready for battle.
It is no longer the slovenly posture it had before. It is wearing the Bone-gnawing King's Hunting Guard Shadow Armor. There are several claw blades and poisonous flying knives suitable for the claws of jackals hanging on its waist. It also carries a knife on its back.
With a strong bone hunting bow, the wolf's face is covered with a black mask and a half-covered leather helmet, it looks very professional and majestic.
This guy didn't know which little talkative little player he had learned some "knowledge of other worlds", and believed that as a chief he must dress in a distinctive way, so he got a Bloodclaw Clan battle flag on his back.
From a distance, he looks like a small jackal sword master. People who don't know better think that he will enter the wind step in the next second and find a few farmers to attack him.
However, the majestic appearance could not hide Hogg's anxiety at this time.
It has been anxious ever since it was given a "Legendary Quest Chain" by Lord Murphy. During this period, apart from repairing the Wolf Castle, Hogg's focus was almost entirely on this matter.
Its final enemy is an evil god who is about to be born
If you mention this, you will be laughed at, except at the wine table.
It can be seen from its anxious posture at this time that Hogg failed to come up with a way to comfort himself.
"Your civilization tablet is somewhere in the underground palace, held by a goatman nightmare priest. That guy is a member of a dangerous family. Once you get involved in this matter, you will also become their enemy.
In this day and age, it's just about the most dangerous thing you can think of."
Although Grand Duke Tris is known as the Scarlet Witch, after years of decline, the once evil vampire genius has also changed to a more peaceful attitude. In fact, most of the time, Tris is much "kinder" than Murphy.
She looked at Hogg condescendingly and said:
"This is your last chance to give up, Hogg!
Although this is not in Murphy's plan, I know the evil power of that organization better than he does. Considering that you have served this land, I will give you this choice.
Once you enter this underground palace, it means that you will be tied to our chariot forever.
Our enemies will also become your enemies, and the shadow of our crisis will be cast on you.
Frankly speaking, I think this is not a responsibility that a short Jackal chief should shoulder. Maybe it hurts your heart to say this, but I don't think you can become the Jackal saint who ends the black disaster in Murphy's eyes.
You were not molded to do great things.
Your potential is very low and your talent is not sufficient. Rushing to the top will almost make you die.
You can leave now.
I will tell Murphy that you unfortunately died in the underground palace, but you will give up everything and live anonymously elsewhere.
I will cast a spell on you that will make you forget everything.
It’s not because I’m so kind, but because of the contribution you made to Transia during the preparations for the Battle of the Swamp, I think this is the good ending you deserve.”
Tris's serious and serious words made Hogg's body tremble.
To be honest, when he heard the instructions from the Blood Vulture Archduke, Hogg really wanted to agree impulsively for a few seconds.
It wants to forget all this terrible thing and return to the living conditions that a thin, weak and disabled jackal should have. It wants to hunt happily every day and play with its spouses. It is best to have one of its own.
The small clan does not have to take on the terrible work of killing evil gods and saving the race.
Mrs. Tracey was right, she was a disabled dwarf when she was born, which proved that the goddess of fate had no intention of giving her a huge mission in this mediocre life with a very low starting point.
Maybe wallowing in a mud pit in the wilderness where no one is paying attention is what it should do.
However, soon, Hogg's brain, which was different from other jackals, began to roar. It began to scold Hogg for his stupidity and cowardice, just as wisdom blessed it and cursed it.
It is precisely because Hogg's brain is so good that he can see the other side of this death mission.
High risk and high reward!
As long as he can survive to the end, he will become the savior of the jackals!
Well, these are too false, think of something more practical. The entire Dark Mountain Range will become the hunting ground of the Bloodclaw clan, and countless jackals will gather into an army under their own will!
With just one glance, a distant tribe would disappear overnight.
He only needs to cough to make countless kings and chiefs toss and turn.
If his throne moves, a storm of war will sweep across it, and if he turns his finger, the entire continent will shake.
In the face of such benefits, the only risk you need to pay is death at worst.
It's just death.
Anyway, the days I lived in the past didn’t look like living an upright life at all!
No matter what method Hogg uses to think, no matter how he convinces himself to give up, there is always a voice in his mind roaring: Idiot, this is a great deal!
"I can't go back to those simpler days."
Hogg lowered his head and shook his body, and said to Grand Duke Tris who was looking at it:
"I can no longer enjoy the simple joy of rolling in the mud with the same peace of mind as a jackal. I can't convince myself to give up everything I have now and become a waste. I can't even take off my chieftain's armor and put on rags.
Piyi fights with his ignorant compatriots every day for a few bones, and risks his life just for a full meal.
I mean, you have to do something with this life.
If there is a choice, who would be willing to waste it fighting for a piece of meat and bones?"
It raised its head.
It looked at Tris, and the flashing eyes under the helmet became more determined with every breath. The burning eyes made Tris seem to have seen the day of the Cadman City disaster, in the endless black snow.
Murphy ran to save himself.
Ah, his little cutie really instilled some terrible things into the jackal in front of him. Maybe Murphy himself didn't even know what kind of soul he would create with his own hands.
Hogg took a deep breath, clenched his paws, and said:
"You are right!
When I enter the underground palace, I will walk into a destiny that does not belong to me. Therefore, I will bear the terrible threat of your enemies and send myself and my small clan that is just about to rise into an unthinkable disaster.
But conversely, my troubles become your problems, and my enemies become your enemies.
Alliances are never a one-way choice!
When I lose something, I gain something. You see, I learned all the things Professor Malcolm taught me!
I will not become weak just because I have to bear this fate. In fact, it will strengthen our union and allow me to truly become my own person.
I believe Lord Murphy is a magically chosen one, and the confidence he gives me allows me to ignore the questions you raised.
I was not created to do big things, Mrs. Tracey, I admit this, but it is because of my weakness and humbleness that I can bring more shocking majesty to others when I complete this thing with my own hands.
I need to accomplish great things with my disability. Only in this way will my savage and ignorant compatriots support me sincerely.
I will not become the second bone-crushing king.
But I know that as long as I get there, I will become a greater being than that loser. It has its power, and I also have my advantages!"
"Hoo ho ho"
The laughter, like a phantom voice, echoed in Hogg's ears.
That was the first time that the bone-gnawing king, who had disturbed him every night during this period, laughed so freely in front of Hogg.
It seemed that the failed king also agreed with Hogg's heroic words at this time. Finally, it recognized that Hogg was also its heir. However, Hogg no longer needed that identity.
"very good."
Tris looked at Hogg in front of her.
Her charming eyes were full of surprise, which made the Grand Duke's tone become gentler.
she says:
"There is a spell in the hands of Knight Palano, which will bind your existence to Murphy's existence. I hope you don't think it is a dog chain. Your wisdom should be able to understand that it is just one.
Proper care.”
"That's a dog leash! Your Excellency, you don't have to use words to beautify it."
Hogg responded with a laugh like that of a jackal:
"But if I don't regard it as a shame to be Lord Murphy's dog, then other people's slanders will have no meaning. In fact, I have always believed that it is an honor for me to be Lord Murphy's dog in this life.
After all, how many people want to be young but haven’t had the opportunity yet!”
