"Candidate No. 58956, Candidate No. 42565, Candidate No. 58585, Candidate No. 25654, get ready. The A-level graduation exam will begin soon."
The sound came from a crystal ball. The four Lich candidates who were making the floor in the room suddenly got up and started busy themselves.
"Ah, it's finally our turn!"
"I thought I would never graduate in this life."
"Don't let down your guard, it seems the person coming in is a knight in black armor!"
"The black-armored knights are nothing! Many seniors have graduated by beating the crap out of them, and they'll graduate as soon as the time is up."
Everyone was smiling and beaming, and none of the lich students noticed that the goblins who came in were more or less carrying bottles filled with black potions.
And the copy that created the first pass record also started from this time.
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Twelve hours later.
"No way! No way! We're at the last one!"
Candidate No. 58956 put his hands on the ground and suddenly knelt on the ground. His empty eyes were full of confusion.
"What happened? What is that little medicine bottle? I've obviously already hit him, so why did I immediately recover completely after drinking one bottle?!"
Candidate No. 42565 also knelt on the ground, his tone full of unwillingness.
"I can't beat it... I can't beat it at all..."
Candidate No. 58585 also knelt down.
Only candidate No. 25654 was still gritting his teeth and persisting, but with such persistence, after his giant beastman elite skeleton soldier was besieged by a group of people until he could not move, his eye sockets became hollow...
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When the Lich students were distressed and kneeling down in sorrow, in the players' forum, news spread that they had conquered the Academy of the Undead and the Training Ground, and a carnival and experience exchange was going on.
Among them, the most popular post is written by Umekawa Kuko [First pass of "School of the Dead: Training Ground"! It took twelve hours!].
Because the bosses in the game dungeon do not have fixed skills, and the bosses you face are different every time you enter the dungeon, so the content of Umekawa Kuko's post is not mainly about the dungeon itself, but how to save time.
The most important one is the primary health potion that has just appeared in the game.
"Sir Sherlock, the primary life potion has indeed provided a great help, and according to my background statistics, the primary life potion alone has recovered about 10% of the funds and raw materials from the players.
, What a huge profit!" While Sherlock was browsing the forum posts, Blue said excitedly.
"Well, very good, just as I expected, we should introduce more magic potions, and then players from other worlds will continuously bring their raw materials and magic stones obtained in Winterfell.
And all the game currencies they got from me are recycled. They who have become poor will return to their jobs again and work hard to move bricks and mine. I can already predict that my dungeon will
It will once again usher in a golden period of construction! A virtuous cycle has been formed since then.”
Sherlock also began to look forward to the future with equal joy.
But just when Sherlock was looking towards the future, a letter burned out of the core.
It reads:
[To Lord Sherlock—Winterfell Office]
Sherlock quickly opened the letter and wrote:
"Great Lord Sherlock:
I am extremely sorry for burning this letter to you while you are busy, Lord Sherlock, but Morgan, the second heir to the Eternal Fire Dungeon, hopes to meet with you anyway. Due to pressure from the top, I have to write a letter.
A letter of invitation. Of course, I know Lord Sherlock that you have many things to do. Even if you refuse to meet, I won't be surprised.
It would be great to receive your reply.
————Love you Nicholas Zhao Si”
"Tsk, has he completely regarded Zhao Si as his own name?"
Just after Sherlock read the letter, Blue said quickly:
"Refuse, Lord Sherlock. When we were watching the play before, that Morgan looked at you unkindly, and now he suddenly asks to see you, he must be coming from an unkind person!"
"Why refuse? Aren't you worried now about who is planning to deal with me behind the scenes? Of course, it would be safer to go see him."
Sherlock snapped his fingers, and soon a pen and a piece of paper rose up, and then began to write automatically.
Soon, he finished writing a letter agreeing to meet and then burned it. Not long after, Nicholas's reply came back.
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The meeting place with Morgan was chosen to be in the Lord's Hall of Winterfell. The main reason why he chose not to be in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon was because he didn't want to waste tea.
Of course, it was impossible for Sherlock to go to this kind of diplomatic meeting alone. He notified Goudan and Xueba early in the morning. Currently, these two are Sherlock's right-hand men. One is a black dragon. It is very honorable to bring him out, and the secretary
He is also quite skilled at his work. The other one is the best lich in the past thousand years. He is very dignified when brought out. The key is that he is very capable. He can handle everything from small to big things.
In terms of clothing, both of them are also very formal. Goudan put on his secretary's small clothes, his iconic secretary's large-rimmed glasses, and carried a cowhide handbag.
The academic master also put on the professor's cloak that he had been wearing before leaving the Academy of the Dead, showing his erudite status. Of course, this was Sherlock's request.
In addition to Goudan and Xueba, a group of goblin guards who act as facades are of course indispensable. Blue quickly carefully selected a dozen or so who looked relatively clean and had sound limbs. The most important thing was that they had enough time and would not go offline suddenly.
players, following behind Sherlock.
Although there are not many story missions like this, where you follow the lord to attend a meeting, it is not the first time for players to see it, and there is not much freshness. Coupled with Sherlock's pressure, when needed,
, which can completely silence all these chattering players.
Sherlock was already very familiar with the road to the main hall of Winterfell. He led a group of players, including Goudan and Xueba, and set off towards the main hall along the way. Pedestrians would be surprised to see it.
They all saluted with attention. After all, these are the heroes who saved Winterfell not long ago, and also tidied up the old city with chronic diseases. Now there are no poor people studying secretly there every day, but they are all hospitable and helping the citizens with housekeeping services.
Of course, the citizens of the Adventurer's Guild welcome this very much.
"Welcome, Lord Sherlock, Lord Morgan is already in the drawing room, and the Lord of the City is accompanying him."
Sherlock arrived at the door of the city lord's hall and soon saw an ooze monster butler waiting for him at the door.
Following the slime monster butler, Sherlock stood at the door of the living room.
Seeing this living room, Sherlock still missed it very much. He used to have a meeting here with other dungeon city masters to discuss issues related to dealing with the crisis of the ancient gods. The city master at that time was still Onion. In the blink of an eye, the city masters all changed.
There are two of them, things are really different.
After missing Onion for a second, Sherlock opened the door and walked in.
"Lord Sherlock!"
Nicholas stood up enthusiastically, and greeted him with a smile. There was a beastman secretary pushing a cart early on the side, waiting on the side, and on the other side, there was also a smiling person.
, young superior devil, Morgan.
"Finally I meet you, Lord Sherlock, I am Morgan."
Morgan walked towards Sherlock and said with a smile:
"Actually, we just met two days ago. At that time, you brought your two female companions to watch my performance. I recognized you at the first sight. I was really flattered."
Seeing Morgan's enthusiastic look, Nicholas breathed a sigh of relief, and Sherlock also said with a smile:
"Actually, I have already heard of you, the second heir from the Eternal Fire Dungeon. I have heard of your name as early as when I was studying."
"Haha, let's sit down and talk first."
Nicholas pointed to the sofa in front of him. At Nicholas' invitation, Morgan sat down again, and Sherlock also sat down.
Just after Sherlock sat down, the beastman butler who had been waiting next to him placed a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea in front of Sherlock. Secretary Goudan next to him quickly walked up and picked up Sherlock's cup.
Bloody chrysanthemum tea, and then drank it all in one go. After finishing it, he smashed his mouth and placed the cup that had previously contained bloody chrysanthemum tea but now had only air in front of Sherlock.
"I've tried it and it's not poisonous."
Black Dragon Goudan pushed up the frame of his glasses and said seriously.
The top student next to him quickly nodded to the beastman secretary, who was still serious:
"ah?"
"Pour another glass."
The top student said briefly.
The beastman secretary suddenly understood, and then poured another cup, but the top student quickly took out a new cup from his small dining cart and placed it on the table:
"Change the cup."
"Sorry! So sorry!"
The beastman secretary quickly bowed his head and apologized, while continuing to pour a glass.
As for the previous cup, Goudan wanted to pick it up and drink it, but was stopped by the top student. The top student picked up the bloody chrysanthemum tea and poured it into his mouth. The red tea flowed down his spine.
His hip bones then made a ticking sound as they fell to the ground.
"Well... Lord Sherlock's subordinates are really funny."
Nicholas said after a long time.
"Then, let's talk about the main topic." Sherlock sat on the sofa and did not take any action on the previous behavior of Goudan and Xueba. He looked at Morgan:
"Mr. Morgan came to me this time for something important?"
"Yes, actually I want to convey a message to Sir Sherlock." Morgan crossed his hands and said seriously:
"When I come this time, I will either beat Lord Sherlock to death or be beaten to death by Lord Sherlock. It's that simple."
(py: The PC version of "The Story of the Chao Lao" cannot be found. Only the mobile version can be found. It has 2.42 million words. You can check it out)