87 Specter Colleges Number One Genius—Brainiac Part Three (1/2)
”… please wait patiently for our notification.”
Brainiac put down the letter slowly after he finished reading it.
His empty gaze was locked on a candlestick that was lit with pale blue magical flames. The long shadows of Brainiac were cast on the wall.
Loud arguments from the room next door pervaded his small room.
”We let you eat salty clay, but you opted for sweet clay daily! Everyone's going for salty clay!”
”The place where I came from, we took sweet clay. Isn't it strange to take salty clay?”
Then crashing and breaking sounds were heard.
Brainiac extended his hand and activated a magical barrier on the wall. It became silent again.
He lost count of the number of times he read the return letter from the Eternal Kingdom Creature Resource Department.
But… three days had passed!
Three entire days!
Brainiac waited in the hotel, but there were no replies.
Why? Was my resume not good enough? Or has Eternal Kingdom already recruited a Lich?
No, I can't stay passive. I have to be more proactive.
Brainiac reaffirmed his goal, stood up, packed his luggage, and ran to the Winterfell Beetlemon ticketing booth.
”Greetings, I'm buying a ticket to Eternal Kingdom Dungeon.”
”Eternal what? Fire?”
”Eternal Kingdom.”
”There's no such route, and there are no transit lines to poor or desolate locations. Use a Teleport Portal or rent a Beetlemon!”
…
Winterfell Beetlemon Rental Center.
”Rent a Beetlemon to Eternal Kingdom? I know, I know. Aiya, don't show me this expression. The Dungeon Lord has rented a Beetlemon from me before. The Dungeon is pretty close to the Surface World and dangerous. If the Beetlemon encounters a Magical Beast or the Surface Army, it would be dead. Therefore, I can't rent it to you. But if you are willing to buy one… thank you for your patronage!”
…
[Soft Candy Gal: @Lord Sherlock, administrator! I have discovered the game's gravitational law. Can you give me Beta Tester status? Let me measure the gravitational constant. Can I have an alias?]
[Low Profile BookWolf: @Lord Sherlock, administrator. I invented the Roman Catapult using my imagination. Create two ropes using Spider Silk and tie the middle with Dire Wolf Skin. The stone from the catapult inflicts great damage! Can I have an alias? I'm also good with Beta Testing status]
[Peasant: @Lord Sherlock, be reasonable. Why did the game producers sneak into the forum to study the strategy guides? Why did the Skeleton Soldiers in the Instance Dungeon start carrying Kite Shields? We ran out of Bladder Bombs! D*mn!]
[NotWearingPants: @Lord Sherlock, the changes in the loot system are devastating. Can there be more black feces loot? After appraisal, the loot is called Magical Beast's feces. That is used as a raw material for Bladder Bombs. We took on the Instance Dungeon missions every day, but we didn't encounter any. Are you worried about us bombing the Dungeon, so you removed this loot?]
…
Sherlock noticed that there were more than 99 of his account in the forum.
Perhaps because Sherlock's administrator account was more active than previous times, many gamers messaged Sherlock in a bid to have direct communication with him.
The messages were mainly denouncing the game producers, pleading for Beta Tester status, or giving opinions and asking for aliases.
Those who requested an alias were mostly not Beta Gamers.
Sherlock cleared all his messages and was browsing the forum when Bru said, ”Lord Sherlock, five days have passed. I think it's about time that we send the Lich information regarding the interview. As for the salary, I suggest 200 Magic Stones.”
”Yes, it's about time.” Sherlock nodded and took out some paper and envelopes.
Before he started writing, Bru said, ”Lord Sherlock… you don't have to write. A Lich has come to our Dungeon from Winterfell.”
”He came by himself?” Sherlock was taken aback. Then, he grabbed the cloak at his side and put it on as he strode outside.