Chapter 251: Red Mushroom Village: "Suppression before Promotion"

The new undead entered the game with excitement, but what greeted them was not the treatment of the Knights of God. Instead, they were tied up with hemp ropes and had swords pressed against their necks.

Although they cursed, the undead were very honest in their actions.

"It seems that only the undead in the Red Mushroom Village are treated like this." The undead looked at the soldiers patrolling in the distance. After being captured, he also searched on the official website.

Then he discovered that this game was actually divided into different levels.

The best one is of course related to Lind Alman. The new undead who appeared in the Northern Star Dragon City area have all kinds of conveniences as soon as they log in, and there are also old undead to play with them, a one-stop nanny service, which is better than giving any magical equipment.

Not to mention the undead in Cuigang. Linde distributes quests near the Cuigang area, and gives out equipment when you log in. It's like he has "I'm a Nanny" written in big letters on his face.

The lowest level is the Red Mushroom Village, where the undead people’s freedom was restricted as soon as they appeared.

Death may refresh the escape, but no one is really willing to do that. Maybe it's also a plot like Cuigang. The plot performance for novices may be a little explosive, so it is not unacceptable to start as a slave or prisoner.

As for the average, probably all the novice villages except the Red Mushroom Village can be considered average.

No matter what, the other novice villages at least welcomed the arrival of the undead, but the Red Mushroom Village did the opposite and directly captured all the undead with violence.

"Once I escape from here and get the equipment, I will definitely come back to massacre the village!"

There are many undead who gritted their teeth and swore a bloody oath to massacre the entire village. Accepting the "plot" is one thing, but being captured is another.

The undead all come from civilized society and are tough-mouthed but obedient.

When asked to hold their heads and squat, they really did so, but they were definitely not afraid. Some of them were chatting and laughing, looking very happy.

It seems that they were not caught, but were here for a tour.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, many undead were reminded that they had received the [Null Legs] debuff that reduced their movement speed, and the Baron of the Red Mushroom Village finally arrived.

He was a square-faced man with a weathered look, black hair mixed with many white hairs, and the pores on his nose were very clear and eye-catching.

The baron was not wearing armor, but a loose robe. His slightly protruding belly swayed as he walked, as if he usually had a leisurely attitude towards others.

The Red Mushroom Baron walked closer and looked down at the undead who was squatting with his head in his hands.

He stared at the undead people intently, as if he was thinking about something, his brows furrowed and relaxed over and over again.

The undead crouched straight and shouted: "We are the knights of God!" "We are willing to burn ourselves and ignite the flames!" "We are here to save the world!" "We..."

The knight who saved the world was actually treated in such a slanderous way by you, don't you feel guilty? So where is the Novice Village mission, and when will the equipment be delivered?

The noisy shouting was silenced by the sound of soldiers hitting their shields with their weapons.

The Red Mushroom Baron looked at them in silence. His eyes seemed to have become cloudy due to alcohol and sex, as if he had never focused his sight on the face of a particular undead, but always glanced at them quickly.

The Baron also ignored what the undead said and walked from one end to the other.

Just when the undead people thought that the main event was finally about to begin, the Red Mushroom Baron turned around and left without saying a word.

The undead wanted to say something, and even wanted to get up and chase after them, but the surrounding warriors quickly surrounded them, so the undead reluctantly squatted again with their heads in their hands.

"This episode is too long," some undead began to complain. "Are we really going to be held captive for the whole day?"

"Fuck, I'd better log off then."

"After logging off and then logging back on, I still appear here."

"I have a hunch that we're definitely going to have to wait for something big!"

“It’s definitely an awesome plot!”

The undead people in the Red Mushroom Village are very confident. According to the logic of the game, they must suppress something before they can praise it. The big one is definitely coming.

……

The houses in the Red Mushroom Village have little to do with mushrooms. The tiles used to burn paper made of local clay will be very red. A cluster of red-roofed houses on the barren magical wasteland look like red-capped mushrooms growing in a rotten land, so this place is called the Red Mushroom Village.

Red Mushroom Baron Gordon pushed the door open and returned to his room. A familiar chill came from the depths of the room. He paused for a moment before stepping into the room and closing the door.

The narrow room was very different from the noble castle in the legend. There was no gold decoration, nor portraits representing elegance, large carpets, elegant maids exuding fragrance, knights patrolling with swords, nor huge curtains hanging from the roof to the ground.

In fact, curtains cannot be hung in this room. When the house was built, the space reserved for the windows was too small, resulting in poor lighting in the room. If curtains are hung, the room will be pitch dark and you can't see anything.

If there was one thing in the room that could be considered noble, it would probably be the bench.

Baron Gordon's favorite thing is the bench. He can lie on it and daydream, especially when he is drunk, he can just tilt his head and fall asleep. It is very comfortable.

But now there is an uninvited guest in the room.

"How are you going to deal with those knights of God?" The person who spoke was very large, and his voice sounded dull, but he spoke slowly and methodically. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to outline the image of a knowledgeable female scholar in his mind.

Baron Gordon walked to the table, on which was placed some sweet-smelling wine.

He poured himself a glass of wine. "I heard that outsiders appeared in the Bee Swarm House a year ago. They cannot be killed, and they don't follow any rules, let alone moral constraints. They are a group of horrible bastards through and through, and nothing can restrict them."

He leaned against the table and looked towards the corner.

There was a huge creature, a little giant, sitting on the Baron's favorite couch. The chair looked very small and pitiful under his buttocks.

The little giant sat on the bench, hunched over with his arms around his knees, looking quite awkward.

Lord Gordon continued: "They call themselves the Immortals."

"There has never been an immortal in history," the little giant said, "so you plan to lock them up forever?"

"Or send the message to Raven City," the Baron replied. His eyes and expression were still strained when he said this, which showed that he had not stopped thinking. Sending the undead to Raven City was obviously not what he had in mind.

The old guy Seven Hedwin has become more and more normal recently, which means that the other party is very likely becoming more and more abnormal.

It is not a good thing to send such a force into the hands of the other party.

Besides, Baron Gordon doesn't even have time to hide from the other party now, so how could he possibly take the initiative to move over?

(End of this chapter)