95 Internet Connection Interruption (1/2)
Sherlock didn't examine the letter. He took the ”Winterfell Monthly Digest” and muttered to himself as he sat down.
”I don't recall subscribing to any newspaper…”
The newspaper was huge. The size was equivalent to four pages after unfolding. Each of the pages had their own headlines.
”Winterfell No. 666 Sale, shop discount of 9.99%, a sale that will not come back, a rare occurrence in a hundred years!”
”Fretting over mischievous children smoking, having hematemesis, playing truant, and being rebellious? Don't worry, find out more about a professional kid disciplining machine. Just a bat and have another kid without any worries!”
”Selling counterfeit stuff, selling counterfeit stuff. I am selling fake goods, but they are really cheap.”
Sherlock read the articles carefully. He was sure he wasn't buying, but he took down the shops' contact address.
”Calling for advertisements.”
The advertisements, which weren't of interest to Lord Sherlock, took up 95% of the front and back covers.
A small portion of the middle pages had a few practical pieces of news.
”Winterfell is recruiting a fearless performance troupe for the Welcoming Ceremony and is offering good remuneration.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.
”A chivalrous Gnome saved three Aquamen who fell into the water. After trying to save the Aquamen for ten days, two of them perished due to dehydration. Winterfell awarded the Gnome a medal of chivalry.”
”Emergency! A calamity occurred at the Ancient Ruins No. 85 excavation site!”
Sherlock scrutinized the headline and read the contents carefully.
”Late last night during newspaper production, a calamity occurred at the Ancient Ruins No. 85 excavation site.
According to official sources, the Ancient Ruins No. 85 excavation site was originally an Orc tribe's ancestral burial ground. Because of the excavation, large numbers of ancestral Skeletons got out to stop the excavation. The disturbed ancestral Skeletons negotiated for compensation of 1000 Magic Stones per household with the excavation team. The Merchant Alliance suffered severe losses, and they reserved the right to sue the excavation team for damages.
Professionals pointed out that this could be planned fraud.
Professor Bacon, Deputy Director, Academic Department of Specter College, who was visiting Winterfell, was forced to accept our interview.
Bacon: What? You're interviewing me? Can I decline? I can't? Are you threatening me? No, no, no, I know, blur out my name.
Ba.Censored.Con: Cough, from a professional viewpoint, the possibility of ancestral Skeletons getting out of their graves is very low, so there could be an untold conspiracy!
Thank you, Ba.Censored.Con, for accepting our interview.
We will report updates as they occur.”
Sherlock put down the newspaper and tore open the letter.
”To Eternal Kingdom Dungeon Lord Sherlock—Winterfell Business Unit”
”Respectable Lord Sherlock, please proceed to the Winterfell Business Unit, Ancient Ruins No. 85 Exploration Committee, and report to the Team Leader, Orc, within three days.
Thank you—Winterfell Business Unit.”
Sherlock put away the letter as Bru said, ”Seems like there's a major discovery at Ancient Ruins No. 85, Lord Sherlock.”
”Who knows. From the official report, it seems like an incursion into a tribe's ancestral burial ground.” Sherlock browsed the discussion forum as he held his bloody chrysanthemum tea and sipped casually. He wasn't worried.
”Whether it's this world or the otherworld, merchants' words cannot be trusted. Lord Sherlock, you must be clear on this point,” Bru smiled and said.
”If there's a contract, they can be trusted,” Sherlock said as he scanned through the gamers' posts. He found Sylvanas' post, which was titled [Internet connection interruption? What the heck?].
Tens of other gamers replied and agreed that they had the same problem.
”Bru, is your summoning unstable?” Sherlock asked Bru.
”Please wait a while, Lord Sherlock. Let me check the server's data log.” Bru was silent for a while before he said, ”Lord Sherlock, according to the server's record, the gamer Sylvanas and other gamers with dropped connections were under attack from a Spiritual Mana Psychic Scream. Normal Goblins with their Mana resistance would go insane under this attack. But the gamers' souls are not in this world, so the effect of the attack would be interrupted internet connection. They only need to log back into the game and they will be fine. They won't die or receive any damage. However, I suggest stopping Brainiac's research.”
Sherlock stood up and rubbed the back of his skull as he walked out of the Dungeon Core Main Hall.
”This Brainiac…”
…
In a dark room, a green-skinned Goblin with the name Sylvanas laid on a large, smoothed rock face. The Goblin closed her eyes and looked like she was sleeping.