Chapter 581 - Don’t You F*king Pretend (1/2)

More than three hundred official Mages… The surrounding crowd of players sighed with relief after hearing this.

With only this number of official Mages, it was still relatively easy to handle this quest. The trouble should be with the few Legendary Mages. Six Legends would be a bit stressful to fight.

But with the other players rushing over, even though the human-powered planes had a crash rate of almost 50%, and the maritime disaster rate on the sailing side was probably about 30%, it wasn’t hard to flatten the Monochrome Magic Tower as long as thousands of players or more could reach this continent safely.

After hearing a few more irrelevant bits of information from Maromatha, the female player in charge of interrogating her simply loosened the ropes around her.

Maromatha looked a little strangely at the people in front of her.

“Ahem, given that you are a member of the hostile force, you are still under house arrest until we feel that you are free to move around. Then you can leave this place.”

Maromatha’s expression became even more confused. “I’m free to move around?”

The group of people next to her nodded in unison.

At first, Maromatha was not too convinced.

What kind of people would allow a hostage to move around? But the next two days of sightings gave her a deeper understanding of this peculiar group of people, as well as deeper doubts.

Wherever Maromatha went, she was watched by this group of people.

Both men and women.

Of course, the male professionals did this more prominently, and their desire also seemed to be stronger, but they just watched and wouldn’t do anything, and occasionally they would say some strange things. For example, “Cat ears are the best in the world.”

Or ”Flat-chested catgirl is the way to go.”

There were more, like “Maro, I’ll love you for 10,000 years” and other cheap words.

This bothered Maromatha.

This group of human professionals, both men and women, clearly had a strong desire for her, but each of them acted with restraint.

She was just a prisoner, and they obviously could do as they please, but they never touched a hair on her.

This was too unreasonable.

It wasn’t uncommon to see such individuals with both reason and desire, but when so many gathered together, it was something unimaginable.

“What’s going on!” These two eventful days left Maromatha a bit puzzled. She sat on the sand and watched the players frantically constructing some facilities she couldn’t comprehend. “Why are you building all these things if you’re going to fight against the Magic Tower?” “There will be many of us coming.” The female player next to her, who was in charge of guarding her, smiled. “Too many and it would be chaos and disorder. Until then, we have to set up a temporary base for us to gather, draw up plans, and rest.”

Maromatha’s felt more and more uneasy. “Could a thousand professionals really be coming over?”

The female player nodded seriously. “Of course, there is no need for us to lie to you about this.”

Hearing this, Maromatha was a little distracted.

When she was interrogated before, she was so quick to confess and only had the thought of prioritizing her safety. It was because she thought that it was impossible to defeat the Spatial Magic Tower with just a few dozen professionals.

After all, there were several Legends in the Spatial Magic Tower and more than 300 official Mages.

Elite and Master spatial Mages could be seen everywhere, and there were nearly fifty near Legendary. Also, the Spatial Magic Tower had an elite camel cavalry of ten thousand people. Nearly fifty percent of them were low-level Warriors.

How could such power be overthrown by a few dozen professionals?

Now, however, she didn’t think so anymore.

In these two days, a large number of professionals had gathered here, estimated to be more than three thousand people.

Every new professional, male or female, would come running over to meet her, then scream, “Aw, I’m dead,” make an exaggerated motion of falling to the ground, get up again a few seconds later and join in on the construction.

It had only been two days and Maromatha had little exposure to the group, but there were at least two things she could be sure of.

The group was organized and extremely hardworking

In two days, they had created the outline of a small city.

Square rocky enclosures, staggered roads, and they even came and planted some plants that could survive in the desert as decorations on both sides of the road.

Maromatha watched as several players teamed up to build a square rock house from scratch.

Although the process was a little slow, it was much faster than brick-by-brick construction.

The female player who was guarding her was whispering with another player.

After a while, the female player came over, smiled, and asked, “Is this the first time you’ve seen this flexible application of Mud to Stone?”

“I’ve seen other people use it.” Maromatha shook her head. “He is much faster than you guys, and it only takes one person.”

“Roland?”

Maromatha whipped her head around in surprise.

“Because as far as we know, it was his idea to use this spell in this way.” This female player majored in psychology in reality, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been assigned to watch over the catgirl. She knew from the other party’s surprised expression that she had guessed correctly. “By the way, there is something we would like to discuss with you.”

“Go ahead.”