Chapter 117 Welcome to the arena in the northern underground world (repair)
"Wocao! Have you received the mission?"
"What kind of mission?"
"I received it! [Call of the Arena: The Beginning of Competition], the mission reward has a title!"
"Why do you have a mission? Why don't I?"
"Probably they are assigned tasks based on their appearance."
"Are those who look like the Sun Knight and have the appearance of an ancient god given priority?"
Arthur listened to the voices of other first-test players beside him and looked at the mission that appeared in his mind.
[Mission Name: Call of the Arena: The Beginning of the Competition!]
[Mission introduction: The Northern Underground World Arena, as the prestigious northern competition center, has always been a holy place in the hearts of gladiators. Many gladiators dream of one day being able to show off their powerful skills in this arena! 】
[Mission goal: Please go to the lord hall, find Lord Sherlock, follow Lord Sherlock, go to the northern underground world arena, and pass the trial in the arena. (While this mission is in progress, there will no longer be any death penalty)]
[Task Reward: Players who complete the task will be given priority in obtaining the title - Gladiator]
[Task start time: countdown 1 hour and 30 minutes]
In the living area of the first test players, more and more first test players began to receive this special task.
As for other players who have not received it, there is no better way than sitting high on Lemon Mountain and transforming into lemon people.
The first test players who received the mission naturally gathered together and began to discuss the mission.
The mission goal is quite general, and there is no precise content. What if it fails?
The reward is a title!
Although Arthur didn't like to talk much, the players spontaneously gathered around him to discuss, and they were also listening at this time.
A group of people were discussing. Since this mission has not officially started yet, maybe there are some clues that can be collected. Although there are not many NPCs in the dungeon, there are some. We have to ask.
After dozens of people discussed it, they left the living area and went straight to the kitchen.
"Mufasa! Do you know the Northern Arena?"
"Hey? What you want is not soil? But what I deducted just now is your soil money. Can...can you give me your meal card again and I can swipe it for you again? Yes, I'm sorry, what did you just say?
, Duchang? I don’t have that kind of food here!”
"No, we are asking you, do you know the Northern Arena?"
"Huh? What you want is soil? But didn't you just say no? Have I swiped the money? But I just got your meal card and you didn't buy it? I, I understand, I will refund your money
...I'm sorry, what did you say just now?"
"nothing."
"boom."
A player wearing underpants with the words "If you don't do it, die" above his head fell to the ground, and then his body began to slowly decompose, and finally disappeared.
Then all the players saw a system announcement in their minds:
[The player "doesn't die" violated the dungeon laws and obtained 10 copper coins belonging to Lord Sherlock by deception. His account is gone]
The players on the side were silent for a while.
The first test players continued to the blacksmith shop and looked at Simba, who was surrounded by a large group of cute newbies. The latter had veins on his temples bulging out.
They continued to the novice training ground, where Moros was training.
"Hurry up! You are truly the worst class I have ever led!"
As a result, after going around in circles, I couldn't find any useful information. As for the little goblin, apart from spitting and cursing, there was no other way to communicate with the players.
And the time limit for the task to start has also arrived.
Sherlock watched as dozens of players gathered at the door of the Lord's Hall, surrounded by other players, including first-test players and more second-test players.
Of course, these onlookers did not receive the mission, they were just watching.
They were all discussing this PVP pre-mission, but they didn't discuss it for long before they were speechless.
Because Sherlock had already walked out of the core hall and used coercion to make these players unable to speak.
"Are you the chosen warriors?" Sherlock looked at the dozens of people standing in front of him and received the mission, and said:
"Very good, they all seem to be very capable warriors. The Northern Underworld Arena has invited us, hoping that we can participate in one of their arena games, or... a performance? No matter what, this is a one-time event.
This is a good opportunity to make a name for the eternal kingdom, so you should work hard."
After Sherlock finished speaking, he walked towards the portal.
"Follow me, warriors."
The pressure of the upper demon suddenly disappeared, and the players followed Sherlock one after another. In addition to the players who had missions, there were also those who had not received the missions. They obviously planned to follow behind, and maybe they would do it.
Did you go in?
"Close to me, warriors"
Sherlock stood at the portal and said this, and all the players nearby came closer.
Zhuogenbao was squeezed into the crowd, and next to him was Ou Chimao, who was talking excitedly:
"Wocao, hurry up and squeeze in beside Lao Xia. Maybe we will be teleported away?"
Although Ou Chimao said it very excitedly, in fact he was still a little far away from Lao Xia, let alone Zhagenbao, he was even further away.
Sherlock's magic began to cover fifty people one by one, and then after a burst of light, Sherlock and the fifty players disappeared, cleared the portal and left the Eternal Kingdom dungeon.
Ou Chimao had a disappointed expression on his face, and he let out a complaining sigh like the other players, and then he said to the side:
"Oh, I thought there would be some loophole that could be exploited, but I didn't expect it to be teleported directly. If the character can't pass through the mold, wouldn't it be completely... grabbing the root treasure?"
Ou Chimai was halfway talking to Bian Bian when he realized something was wrong, because Bian Bian was not a grasping treasure at all.
"Who are you, Wocao? Where are you catching Genbao?"
"My leopard head is zero! He was teleported away, you idiot!"
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After a burst of teleportation magic, Sherlock appeared in the VIP portal hall of Winterfell with fifty goblins.
Of the fifty goblins, forty-nine of them were not here for the first time. Although they only glanced at each other for a few seconds, at least they were seen.
But there is one person who is here for the first time.
A second-test player wearing underpants with the words "Grasping Root Treasure" on his head.
"Forehead……"
Zhuo Genbao looked at the other first-test bosses around him with some embarrassment.
After all, among a group of heavily armed bosses, it was quite embarrassing for him to be the only one wearing underpants.
"Little brother, what's going on..."
"Do you have a mission? Or did you sneak in?"
"Is this mission a matter of appearance?"
"It's impossible. The others are all first-test players, and he's the only one who's in the second test."
A group of first-test players were chattering and discussing, and they all seemed to think there was something wrong, but Lord Sherlock next to them didn't seem to think there was anything wrong.
But think about it, how can NPCs care about this?
Everyone thinks so.
Regarding the sudden appearance of [Zhao Gen Bao], everyone initially thought that he had not received the mission and accidentally triggered a bug and ran in. The atmosphere immediately became relaxed, and a group of people started talking about cross talk to [Zhao Gen Bao].
coming.
Zhuo Genbao was surrounded by a group of big guys and quickly clarified:
"No, I also received a mission."
The first-test players were stunned for a moment, but they quickly accepted it. After all, it didn’t mean that the second-test players couldn’t do this task.
Sherlock didn't say anything, and led a group of players out of the VIP portal hall, and then went straight to the Winterfell Beetle Rental Center.
Of course, there were people who couldn't help but want to walk around and look around, but as soon as they were ten meters away from Sherlock, a reminder appeared in everyone's mind -
[Far away from the mission target, the mission is about to fail, 5, 4, 3...]
Needless to say to Sherlock, the other players caught him immediately. A group of people clung to Sherlock and even wanted to climb on top of him.
As for why [Zhaogenbao] was selected, according to Blue, the reasons are:
"This player has received quite professional combat training and is also a fan of full-armor combat sports. Among the players currently online, his weapon proficiency is exactly 50th. And the name is not bad. I think it suits the protagonist very well.
template."
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The huge beetle beast ran quickly in the passage, making a "pattering" sound.
From time to time, other beetle beasts would catch up or be overtaken by them.
On the back of the beetle beast, a group of goblins were sitting on seats, with safety belts tied around their bodies. There were as many as fifty goblins in total.
In the front position, Sherlock sat there expressionlessly, and in his ears was the chatter of fifty goblins:
"Huh? You majored in computer science? The IT industry is very promising now."
"What's wrong is that you will be unemployed after graduation. In our industry, according to seniors, there are not many people who are still working after graduation."
"The same goes for our industry..."
"Study what?"
"finance."
"The employment environment is indeed a bit miserable."
"You are all college students? Am I the only one who is a soft girl born in 2000?"
"Zero, you ghost, I almost believed it."
"Brother Vas, stop talking, no one will believe you."
"Brother Arthur, look at them!"
A group of people were chatting there, but Zhuo Genbao was sitting on the edge with a well-behaved look, because he didn't know anyone well and couldn't talk to anyone.
The first test players didn't know him very well, and they didn't say a few words along the way.
He was not the only one who was silent, there were also Arthur and Sherlock.
Arthur doesn't like to talk to begin with, but as for Sherlock.
I don't want to talk, I feel tired.
Look at how good that guy named Arthur is. He didn't say anything along the way. If every player was like him, that would be great.
Sherlock couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Fortunately, we have arrived at the place.
Beetlemon ran past a building that looked like the Colosseum, with a big slogan written on it.
[Welcome to the Northern Underground World Arena]
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