Chapter 170 Reward: Unlock the Banshee Pond

[new! Are there any brothers from Weeping Town? We brothers are here to recruit them on behalf of Star Dragon City!]
A post appeared in the official forum of "The Ring of Doom". Of the 3000 people online on weekdays, the number of people usually remains at around 2800 at night, and everyone makes new discoveries every day.

There are constantly new videos, new topics, etc., and a large number of netizens who are not qualified but can register accounts come together, making the forum very lively.

Therefore, there is little possibility that this post will be seen and there is a possibility that it will be buried.

But this time someone actually responded.

"Don't go to Weeping Town. There's no one there. We are all learning magic at Tomorrow Magic School now."

A single stone can cause a thousand ripples. The small novice village that was originally ignored suddenly became popular. What does it mean for more than 80 players to learn magic together? Are you the second Star Dragon City!
Tomorrow's Magic School seems to be of quite high standard.

"Please tell me how to get to the magic school tomorrow."

"Okay, giegie, take me with you~"

"Why haven't I heard anyone mention it before? What is the situation of Tomorrow Magic School?"

"How do I enroll? What can I learn? Is there a broom to ride?"

“Is there any linkage?”

There were various inquiries, but the most concerned were undoubtedly the undead people of Star Dragon City. Incorporating Crying Town was both a mission and an opportunity for them to gain points painlessly.

Ever since joining the Star Dragon camp, I have been lacking points.

The undead people who stayed at the Tomorrow Magic School didn't seem to have any extra thoughts to discuss. They just hurriedly gave an address and then went online to happily learn magic.

In their words, learning magic in a magic school is so interesting, and it makes you feel smarter, which is very addictive.

Starting from the Weeping Town, head west, and then head northwest from the fork in the Soul Valley, following the winding path, crossing the unpleasant path that feels like an expedition, and after walking over a low slope, you have to climb up a hill. There is a small castle on the top of the winding hill.

On top of the pointed tower, the slender watchtower stands up like a ghost, as if it is trying to pierce the sky.

This is the Tomorrow Magic School.

The castle is built on a cliff, with the sea behind it.

They had reached the northwest end, which was also the northwest end of the continent beneath their feet. Standing on horseback at the edge of the ancient castle and looking into the distance, the boundless black sea was roaring towards them.

The waves hit the cliffs, and the dark sea water turned white after colliding with the rocks. The rolling white waves brought wisps of fishy and salty sea breeze to hit the face, making the nose slightly itchy.

Favorite Bai Si and Sister Li Wansui formed a two-person team. They can get together in time, so they occasionally go on missions together.

The two did not waste too much time admiring the sea view as the dark sea brought too much pressure.

It was as if some gigantic sea monster was lurking beneath the dark sea surface, staring at him with its densely packed red eyes.

They actually developed a mild fear of the deep sea for no apparent reason.

Turning quickly, the two refocused their attention on the building that resembled a vampire castle. At the door was a long table with a stack of papers weighed down by stones.

During the day, two old, tall iron gates that looked like iron fences were forced together with chains, and the sea breeze pushed the iron gates with great force to shake.

It reminds me of the fact that the door to the kindergarten where Hidetaka Miyazaki's son goes cannot be opened from this side.

On the side, there was a hole in the wall, so there was no need to open the door to enter the castle.

Just as Sister Li Wansui picked up the stone, the sea breeze suddenly became stronger, and the papers took the opportunity to break free from the table and flew into the sky.

He reached out and grabbed twice randomly, but in the end he only managed to force one piece through the gaps between his fingers.

The content written on it was very simple. "The magic school will officially start recruiting students tomorrow. The witch tutor Ms. Morena and the principal Mr. Domei welcome you to explore the mysteries of magic together!"

Sister Li turned to look at her favorite white silk, then pointed to the location of the iron gate: "It should be here, the magic school, go in directly?"

"I always feel like something is not right here" Favorite Baisi frowned.

After playing "The Ring" for a long time, it is easy to regard it as the real world. And as more and more players who are not so keen on leveling up and brushing equipment take the time to start digging deep into the background settings of the game, they gradually discover that every corner of this game is full of details.

There are so many details. Every NPC has his or her own life trajectory. Every NPC lives a different life every day. You can even work from sunrise to sunset in a small village, and continue the chat you had with the NPC yesterday, just like in the real world.

Of course, this world is destined to be impossible to live in a normal state, and struggling to death is the norm.

Dome is the enemy, and this is what Lind has always emphasized when the undead people accept missions.

The two looked at each other, with confusion and caution, and walked into the castle through the hole with weapons in hand.

……

[new! Tomorrow's Magic School is amazing!]
Linde looked at the messy messages on the forum, and one of the posts from @最爱白丝 made him frown deeper and deeper.

"The Last Ring" attracted huge traffic due to short videos, resulting in a surge in the number of users. In order to collect Cullinan fragments, the undead no longer seriously performed cyber labor, but chose to start living a life of leisure.

These are not problems. His territory is gradually developing. As the main city in charge of connecting multiple novice villages, he doesn't need to clean up the mess with the undead anymore.

As the size increases, there will naturally be a steady stream of undead people coming.

It’s like opening a store. In the early stages you need to hand out flyers on the street to attract customers, but once you’re established, people will come naturally.

Developing NPC forces is what Lind needs to do next.

The undead are destined to be footmen, cannon fodder, and manual laborers.

But the recent news about Tomorrow Magic School made him feel something was wrong.

The undead who went to Soul Valley lost contact. Occasionally, a few undead popped up, but they only praised Tomorrow's Magic School, and there were no screenshots, which kept the Tomorrow's Magic School mysterious from beginning to end.

The team of knights led by Reed were arranged to go to Soul Valley, but there was no news coming back for a long time.

Things have begun to take a weird turn.

Conquering Tomorrow Magic School has become the most urgent matter at the moment...

"Me?" Miram pointed at the tip of his nose. "Go to Tomorrow Magic School with you? I've never been to that place. I can't deal with Duomei alone."

After she was sure that Lind had no intention of killing her, her attitude became casual.

"Of course there are more than just you." Lind turned his head and pointed behind him: "They will all go with you."

Over two hundred hooded assassins popped out from every corner.

It is a vast expanse of white, with a great visual impact.

The lord just released the latest large-scale siege mission.

"Sneak into Tomorrow Magic School and defeat Domei and other enemies."

“Reward: Banshee Pool unlocked.”

(End of this chapter)