Chapter 275 Old Hunter

Renzo's prize redemption event has been announced to be over.

After most of the undead found that they couldn't exchange anything useful, they gave up the idea of ​​making a special trip. Maybe there was some "treasure" that became a pearl in the ocean, but from the beginning, Lind's goal was to use the exchange as an excuse to give the undead a BOSS battle, and he didn't intend to really get anything good from it.

Even so, in order to deal with the attacks of these undead, Lind still paid a large amount of points, including more than a dozen bottles of snake catcher's potion.

There were more than eighty items piled in front of Lind.

These are all things that may hide certain secrets, and most of them record a certain period of history, but most of them are only good-looking and useless.

If it really had other more practical values, even if it was just to increase a few attributes or speed, the undead would have used it themselves long ago and would never have handed it over.

Lind picked up "Belief in the Lord of Madness". As the messenger of Madness, Renzo has always been going in this direction. The Madness Church has deep roots in the Kingdom of Rand, and the figures of this group of mentally abnormal believers can always be seen from some corners.

The biggest gain this time was getting the formula for the magic potion, which would allow Renzo to go a step further, but the Mad Secret Messenger was still not within Lind's options.

Believing in madness is a very crazy thing in itself. In a world where it is difficult for normal people to maintain sanity, why let the people under your command actively approach madness and then look for sanity from madness?

He picked up the ring.

Strange material.

Renzo said that the undead found the ring from a female corpse nailed to the wall, but the information they obtained was very limited.

The only information he could get from it was that it was a ring, possibly a pair.

This is still just guessing.

But it says "witnessed by the black law" on it, which is interesting.

……

Interesting things don’t necessarily happen every day in the game world. Whether you choose the new nobility, the old nobility, or the undead who make other choices, you suffer most of the time.

The overly realistic game world is like a brand new life adventure.

However, a game world that is too realistic also means that the undead have lost their protagonist halo, dying again and again at the hands of certain monsters. Some people even get so angry that they want to quit the game.

Cleaning the sand and dirt in the boots has become a subconscious behavior for many undead, which will help them quickly remove the "slowdown" and "wear and tear" debuffs.

Compared to clicking "clean up" in other games, here they need to actually take off their clothes and shoes, put the shoe soles facing down, and shake them hard to pour out the contents.

Sometimes it is more troublesome to clean the armor because it takes a long time to put on and take off the armor. Therefore, many undead people hate this kind of "realism" and they still miss the one-click putting on and taking off of the armor.

When playing games, you want realism, but the realism here refers to the enjoyment part, not the realistic brick-moving work, the realistic and complicated putting on and taking off armor, and the realistic and complicated NPC interpersonal relationships.

Many people in modern society are not good at socializing, and because they live in a peacetime, most people are a little too clear-headed.

Clear and stupid.

This also results in the undead being frequently deceived, so the game becomes more difficult to play, and the undead often break through the defense.

After the defense was broken, I went back to seek revenge but found that I couldn't win.

……

Novice Village-Fox Cave.

A group of undead appeared here. Their experiences were not as bad as those of the undead in the Red Mushroom Village, and they did not lose their personal freedom, but they were not like Cuigang, who directly entered the simple mode.

This group of new undeads quickly gathered together and formed a mutual aid group, trying to get equipment in the shortest time possible, and then headed to Troll Castle or Riven City.

They all prefer to go to Raven City, because old players have already provided map markings. The Fox Cave is closer to Raven City, about 3-5 days' journey, but it takes 7-10 days to go to the Troll Castle!
The game is not diluted at all, including the time spent running maps.

The game production team seems to be worried about being accused of bloating the game, so they not only designed extremely long distances that cannot be skipped using cutscenes, but also placed many disasters and restless enemies on these roads.

For the undead, whichever side is closer is the one worth joining.

They spread out to investigate the fox hole.

It’s just that this novice village is a little unusual.

It was huge, like a giant maze, and because it was built on a hill, he often found himself walking in circles, and when he stopped to look to the other side, he discovered that there was a more convenient path up the other side.

What’s even more strange is that they have been walking here for a long time, but the undead people have never met each other again.

The undead "I'm on Zaoba" was strolling in the novice village. He hoped that he could be as friendly as possible, but he found that the villagers in the village were staring at him when he passed by.

Their faces were pale and they looked very weak, with fear and desire in their eyes.

"Hello, I am..." I took the initiative to walk over.

"Ah!" They screamed and ran away, leaving the undead alone in the awkward position of raising his hand to greet.

"I'm not wearing pants?"

In real life, not wearing pants means that you may be mentally ill.

And not wearing pants in the game means that you are a master of extreme operations!
This was the case the next few times he encountered the villagers in the Fox Cave. Whenever he wanted to step forward and actively communicate, the group of villagers would immediately disperse, as if they were avoiding wild beasts.

And once he took the initiative to squat and hide and approach, he found that this group of villagers were actually gathered together to chat, but the content of the chat was very vague. They were just saying "He's here again...", "Someone was killed again...", "Strangers" and so on.

When I went to work early in the morning and accidentally made a loud noise because I wanted to hear more, the villagers would immediately flee like frightened sparrows.

This was definitely the worst journey for a novice gamer. He was completely lost in the game and didn't even know what to do. The fox cave was very well built, with stone bricks paving the way and even steel fences in the river area. The reserved carriage lanes also showed that there must be powerful people who frequently appeared here.

I tried to seek help on the forum early in the morning and searched for some information about the fox cave, but found that they were the first group of undead people to come to this place.

This means they need to open up new land.

However, I still contacted an old undead on the forum early in the morning. He was the undead who had activated the "simple mode". Although he did not appear in Lind's territory, he appeared in Crescent Town in the 1.0 era.

The novice village, Crescent Town, is very close to Raven City and is Raven City’s military base.

The undead that appear here have a very clear upgrade direction. As long as they complete the tasks step by step and pass the review, they can join the Raven City army, be distributed weapons, etc.

Furthermore, as long as one passes various tests and has military merits, the magic potions needed for promotion will be distributed.

Although it still cannot be compared with Star Dragon City and Mountain Troll Castle, it still surpasses the vast majority of undead.

The other party chatted with me privately on Zaoba and sent me a very long message: "I have heard of the Fox Cave, but I heard that it is related to a special plague. Almost all the people in the Fox Cave died. A fire set the place on fire, but the plague did not completely disappear. Some people still had the plague, so the kingdom drove all these people to the Fox Cave and trapped them inside with maze-like buildings and walls."

"Then a pharmacist appeared and discovered a strange bloodletting therapy. He drew out the poisonous blood and then injected the purified blood into the body."

I went to the morning office: "Fuck!"

Here it comes, classic medieval blood therapy.

I went to the morning office: "Is it useful?"

Undead: "It worked, and it successfully cured the plague in these people. But frequent blood draws made them very weak. Mercury, laxatives, and bloodletting, three tricks. Although they may be a bit ridiculous in the real world, this is a magical world. Not only did they not die, but they all survived."

I went to the morning class: "If that's all, why did they run away when they saw me?"

Undead: "Then I don't know, because when the officers of Raven City mentioned the Fox Cave, they also mentioned the sour grapes there. I heard that it was related to that doctor. The sour grapes in the Fox Cave are sold at a high price and are now hard currency. Many NPCs in Raven City like to eat them."

I went to the morning class: "You said, they are afraid of me, is it possible that it is because I am not wearing pants?"

The undead on the opposite side: “…”

silence.

"Let me explore first." I ended the conversation at 8 a.m.

After chatting with other undead people in the fox cave, I found that they were similar to me. Basically, I gained nothing from them. Every time they appeared, they would scare away the villagers, and no communication was possible throughout the whole process.

There were also undead who tried to pounce and hug one, but the physical attributes of the newly "born" undead were too poor. They ran and jumped slowly, and no one could catch up with them.

It was almost dusk and the sun was blocked by the tall tower standing in the small square. The shadow stretched out and just blocked my way to the morning office.

He was holding a wooden stick in his hand and a pot lid in his left hand. He was wearing a pair of tattered cloth shoes and a lady's hood on his head.

Unfortunately, he still hadn't found a pair of pants.

In the small square of Fox Cave, I finally saw an old hunter who was willing to communicate with him.

The other person had a worn-out hunting crossbow and a small tube of arrows hanging on his waist.

"What's wrong?" The old hunter was eating grapes.

Each piece is round and plump.

[Sour grapes: Sour grapes grown by special means. Eating them will make people lose their minds, but experience +5]

Yo ho!

I smiled and held out my hand: "Give me one to try."

The old hunter seemed to have never expected that there would be such a shameless person in the world, and said unhappily: "It's very expensive, you have to buy it!"

"Let me try it. If it tastes good, I'll buy it!" I still stretched out my hand when I got to eight in the morning.

But the old hunter looked him up and down and shook his head. He simply didn't believe that a guy who couldn't even put on his pants could afford to pay.

Seeing that my request was fruitless, I immediately changed the subject and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Search for some prey." The old hunter patted the hunting crossbow on his waist and said, "Besides, the grapes in Fox Cave are very famous."

Watching the other person stuffing grapes into his mouth one after another.

The skin is thin and the juice is splashing. I never thought that I could be so tempted by playing a game at eight o'clock in the morning.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" He wondered if he could get some sour grapes if he took action, but after considering the equipment gap between the two sides and the terrifying aura on the other party, he decided to be honest for the time being.

"You shouldn't be here," the old hunter said meaningfully. "After dark, this place may be beyond your imagination."

I grinned and said, "You may not know this, but I am an immortal and I am not afraid of death at all!"

"Undead?" The old hunter raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Find a pair of pants first."

"Hey! You!" I Shang Zaoba pointed at the other party, but looking at the gap in equipment between the other party and his own, he chose a calmer approach: "What's your name?"

The old hunter "Char" took up his hat and tilted it on his head, and handed me an unlit torch for the morning fire: "It's getting dark. I don't care who you are, but remember not to scream after dark."

　Thanks to the book friend 20190615205042267 for the 100 reward
　　There was a power outage again today. What a disaster!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)