176 Too Decaden (1/2)

It was almost dawn, the number of gamers in Eternal Kingdom was at its lowest.

Moroes liked this time period the best because he could enjoy himself during his free time doing more than just sleeping.

A new Gnome, Yoda, who had no green words or the insanity ailment, came to the Dungeon.

The Gnome looked normal. He was previously a Mana Engineer in Winterfell.

Moroes felt close to him as they were of the same race.

He went to Yoda's door during his precious resting time. As he was about to knock on the door, a hand came out and pulled him in.

An enemy?

As a legendary Gladiator, Moroes was ready to retaliate, bluff, and beg his way out or even scream…

”Shh, it's me, Yoda.”

Moroes calmed down when he heard Yoda's voice. He turned to look, and that was Yoda. But Yoda was looking nervous.

”Don't say anything. Follow me.”

Yoda looked at the surroundings. Once he was sure there was nobody, he took Moroes to a small building that was 200 square meters.

There was a sign that read, ”Home of the Pioneers”.

Those were the words on the sign.

This was the home of the veteran gamers. There was various graffiti on the walls. The prominent word ”Dream” that was written on the wall was the symbolic icon in Eternal Kingdom.

Even Yoda, who had just arrived, had heard of the Dream Wall.

But this wasn't important. The important thing was that Yoda and Moroes saw a wall full of numbers.

”If X = 85, Y =… oh gosh!” Moroes was sweating in fear as he looked at Yoda.

”Don't look at me, I don't know what happened. I was going to the bathroom when I saw this. I'm sure it wasn't here yesterday,” Yoda said firmly.

”Scary… I have to inform Lord Sherlock,” Moroes said solemnly.

In the Dungeon Lord Main Hall of Eternal Kingdom.

”Such a thing occurred in my Dungeon?”

Sherlock looked at Moroes and Yoda as he said gravely, ”I understand. I'll not allow my Dungeon to have such decadent behavior. I'll take this matter to heart and find out the decadent culprits in the shortest time!”

Moroes and Yoda were relieved as they left Sherlock.

Sherlock looked at the computer screen and the discussion forum that was filled with decadent posts:

[Urgent request! Calculus veteran, please come in quickly!]

[Why are the game producers mistreating us? If they don't want us to cut the trees, tell us. This is too despicable!]

The most popular post was from Hemp Rope Technology.