139 The Way to Welcome Friends (1/2)

[DistantFairyPath: The lousy game producers updated the Riding System secretly?]

[NightLanternBearer: The bird looks ugly.]

[StillAWolfKing: I feel Mr. Seal's happiness, not (艹皿艹)]

[StruggleWithPants: Why did I not have Strange Encounters?]

[[ExCurryClub]: Ah—! I am so envious that I'm screaming like a Groundhog.]

Sherlock finished reading the replies of the post and hugged his arms as he pondered and said, ”The gamers obtained the Darting Birds from the Marsh Inkspewers? The Lizards killed the Marsh Inkspewer's tribe? The miserly Marsh Inkspewers are willing to give up their Darting Birds? It's out of my expectations.”

”No, I feel that the Marsh Inkspewers aren't giving the Darting Birds to the gamers. They were merely loaning them,” Bru smiled and said.

”But the gamers know about the Darting Birds. If the Marsh Inkspewers are unable to provide the Darting Birds, they will be exterminated by the gamers instead of the Large Lizards. This is the first instance of a personal ride in the game.”

”Hmm, it's possible,” Sherlock nodded and said.

”But this is also a chance. If the gamers can obtain the trust of the Marsh Inkspewers, it'll be a chance to have new gameplay. I have to take a look.”

Sherlock stood up. He intended to get his windbreaker, but he hesitated and decided not to. Bru said, ”Eh? You aren't updating the game version and contents? I feel it's necessary to encourage the gamers to challenge the Instance Dungeon.”

”I feel that the Marsh Inkspewers are more interesting. It's also a chance for the gamers to have leather products and train beasts in the future. The collection of resources requires the help of the natives. The Marsh Inkspewer tribe is a friendly and suitable ally,” Sherlock said.

”Moreover, the gamers will need some poetic Plots. I can also introduce new NPCs.”

Sherlock looked at his clothing and said, ”I'll have to change my clothing.”

The gamers gathered at Entrance No. 2 of Eternal Kingdom.

They chatted, made transactions, and fought with each other.

Within Eternal Kingdom's premises, the gamers were unable to attack each other. After the start of the Second Beta Test, Sherlock prohibited them from fighting inside the Dungeon. All their excess energy should be geared towards carrying bricks!

However, there were no restrictions outside the Dungeon, so the gamers could fight among themselves at the Dungeon entrance.

”Place the flag! Someone, place the flag!”

”Let me do it!”

A bald Goblin, AmericanWildDog, shouted as he stepped out from the crowd.

Two Goblins started wrestling with each other.

They were Second Beta Gamers, so their wrestling wasn't impressive.

At a location not far from Entrance No.2, Sherlock was disguised as an adventurer.

Sherlock was dressed in a classic aristocratic style with a blood-red cloak behind his back. He stood emotionless at Entrance No. 2. The gamers who wanted to touch him were immobilized once they got too close to him.

If not, Sherlock would have been buried by the Goblin horde.

At his side was the Black Dragon Eggface, whom he had used Mana to make invisible.

”What is placing the flag?” Eggface asked Sherlock.

Sherlock looked at Eggface and waited for a while as he listened to Bru's explanation. Then he said, ”It means duel.”

”Woah! The two Goblins have a personal feud!” Eggface nodded and lifted his head as he asked, ”Your Lich servant has obtained my saliva, tears, mucus, and fingernails to do Houndhead Man research daily. I feel I have to be compensated! Give me the Book of the Dead. You are such a great Devil. You would have many of these legendary items.”

”Have you memorized your script?” Sherlock didn't answer him but asked him another question.

”Humph! I'm the Dark Flaming Mana Lord, Dark Scorch Hot-Tempered Dragon, Guardian of Helling. They are merely Large Lizard tribes. I'll appear, intimidate them, and they'll flee in terror! How many Large Lizards are there?” Eggface asked as he stood akimbo.

”After multiplying for thousands of years, there are at least 200,000 to 300,000,” Sherlock said with uncertainty.

”2… 300,000?”

Eggface pinched his claws and said after a long time, ”He, hehe! I'll just need to recite my script, is that right? I haven't memorized the script. Can I improvise?”