280 Addicted to Games (2/2)

”Lord Sherlock, the gamers can help you with archaeology. Though it's an unpopular profession in their world, it's not a problem when questions are posted on the discussion forum,” Bru suggested as Sherlock gazed at the pit and pondered.

”However, Lord Sherlock has to return to Eternal Kingdom. Because you left Eggface for a few days, he has become addicted to computer games.”

”Isn't the computer installed with an anti-underage addiction system? I even installed the secret code. How did he gain access?”

Sherlock was taken aback. Though he had a slight understanding of the Mana-like computer, he was far from being an expert. He required Bru's guidance for a lot of the computer's operations.

”Er, Eggface obtained a way to access the secret code from the gamers, like hacking the secret code and bypassing any preventative systems. These are quite easy to hack.”

Bru continued saying, ”Lord Sherlock, don't worry about the gamers having second thoughts. They will only exclaim at the intelligence of Eggface's AI and curse at the game producer.”

”I understand. I'll return immediately. Prepare the archaeology missions. I can feel the powerful and evil aura from below. Even if it's not Michelangelo's relic, it must be a valuable item.”

”I understand, Lord Sherlock.”

Sherlock left the pit and said to the surrounding gamers, ”Warriors, we have occupied the village that was invaded by the Ogres, but it hasn't ended! We haven't found Michelangelo's lost relic. We can't let it fall into the wrong hands. Otherwise, the consequences will be dire. The Ogre King and Andrew may counterattack at any time, so you have to make haste and boost the defenses, gather the safety helmets, and put up safety signs and banners. We are preparing to excavate! As for now…”

”You may rest, warriors.”

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In a dim room, a magical lamp was adjusted to the dimmest setting.

A computer screen was extremely bright and blinding in the dim room.

A fat small Black Dragon slumped in a chair, using his right claws to move the mouse while his other claws pressed on ”~”, ”influence99999”, and ”cash99999”.

He was so engrossed in his game that he didn't notice a superior Devil who came in and looked down at him. Eggface was playing the ”Stellaris” computer game.

Eggface muttered to himself, ”The Contingency is trash. Come on, long live the Organic Life!”