Chapter 286:

Words : 1756 Updated : Oct 11th, 2025

With the vanguard of gnolls attacking Crimson Citadel defeated and the gnoll main camp raided by Murphy and his team, this basically declared that the gnoll plague in Transia had entered “garbage time”. However, the little players who participated in the battle last night hadn’t forgotten their NPC’s reminder. Indeed, the situation was urgent last night and they didn’t have time to loot the corpses. There must be many good things waiting for them to pick up in Kenport’s camp, such a large area. So after daybreak, the little players split into two groups. Those with teams continued to pursue the scattered gnolls, trying to advance this hunting plot quickly. The solo players without teams were organized by the Dump Truck trio to go to Anderma Hills to recover the loot left there by the players. Speaking of which, this Dump Truck brother, due to his older age and rich experience, had quite a reputation among the veteran players. He was responsible for collecting materials along the way and distributing them later when they fought in the Blood Vulture Halls before. Now, with the second team also led by Dump Truck to recover equipment, it was clear that everyone was very convinced by this “senior veteran”. Dump Truck took the lead without hesitation and set rules for everyone in the world channel. All items picked up must be handed over. After returning to Crimson Citadel, they would hold a private auction in the camp to distribute everything uniformly. If anyone was found stealing, they would be collectively condemned. However, this situation was unlikely to happen. On one hand, there were only so many players now, seeing each other all the time. It wasn’t worth doing such a thing for a few unremarkable common equipment pieces. On the other hand, because the “interface” used by players was the connectable Computation Bead, Dump Truck, as a temporary node, used this thing to count the recovered spoils. There was basically no chance for dishonest guys to take advantage. However, there was still a long distance from Crimson Citadel to Anderma Hills. It was certainly unrealistic to go on horseback. Therefore, after the solo players and administrative players regathered, Lady Femis specially opened a portal for them to send them back to where they fought last night. Watching these little players who were eager to loot the corpses leave excitedly, the young lady couldn’t quite understand their excitement and “fearlessness”. She complained to Lady Adele beside her: “This is the first time I’ve seen people so excited when using Astral Realm teleportation. Don’t they know that this spell has a chance of getting them lost in the Astral Realm? Wait, didn’t an unlucky guy get sucked into the Astral Realm when using Tris’s return scroll last night? Aren’t they afraid of the tragedy repeating itself?” “Because the probability is very low, young lady, only 1%.” Lady Adele was counting the casualties of the Blood Vulture Clan in these few days. She answered without raising her head: “And you seem to have forgotten that death is just an experience for them. Murphy Lord has commented that the greatest advantage of his warriors is that they can treat precious life as a consumable. In this case, the danger of Astral Realm teleportation is hardly worth mentioning compared to its convenience. They might even view such accidents as a kind of ‘unique luck’ that we can’t understand. It’s really an enviable talent.” “Hmm, that’s true.” The young lady nodded in agreement and said: “If I could resurrect once every three days like them, I guess I would also actively try those things I would never dare to risk before. No wonder Tris mentioned to me a few days ago about building semi-permanent portals in several areas of Transia. I thought she was drunk and had a sudden idea. Now it seems that these portals are probably for Murphy’s warriors.” “They are Transia’s warriors, young lady.” Lady Adele closed her notebook. She brushed her long hair and corrected: “They are our warriors, and they are very willing to serve us as long as we can afford the payment. I have now discovered that they are very, very useful in many situations. ɌАΝỔΒËṥ Perhaps you should try it too. I mean, form a small group centered around you. You may not quite understand, but your ‘reputation’ among some of them is very good. I heard Murphy Lord has a unique term for those people, called ‘lolicon’. Well, although I don’t quite understand what it means yet, I feel it shouldn’t be too good a word.” “Hmph, Murphy can be quite mischievous sometimes.” Femis waved her Night Howl Staff. She was obviously a bit tempted but hadn’t made up her mind yet. After a few seconds, she said: “I need to find some spirit users. Well, since Murphy has been emphasizing that Transia will be a racially equal region in the future, perhaps I should also recruit some warriors who don’t belong to the Blood Vulture Clan to fill my little organization. Adele, can you tell me what they like? I mean, rewards. What kind of rewards do they like?” “Well, that’s a long story.” E-sister sighed, recalling her interactions with the players over the past period of time. She said softly to her little petite friend: “Their preferences are very diverse. There are people who like all sorts of things. I’ve even seen some guys in the camp who would treasure things that others don’t want. But overall, they like things that are powerful, fun, or unique. I’ve seen with my own eyes how they cheered and jumped for joy when Murphy Lord gave them the most ordinary vampire hunter ceremonial outfits. Coincidentally, you have many, many outfits of various styles from all over the continent in your wardrobe. Because there were many chaotic footprints left by gnolls walking on this camp, and many tents were pulled out of shape. Some broken armor was thrown carelessly on the ground, and there were gnoll corpses piled together and set on fire. “Not good! This place has been ‘visited’!” Half Off With Full Coverage knew something was wrong as soon as he saw this situation. He exclaimed: “It must be that after we left last night, some brave gnoll clans crossed the Astral Realm shadow and looted this place. F**k! The place we worked so hard to conquer was picked up by others? This is outrageous!” “No, there’s still something.” The more steady Bulldozer Man Charging squatted down and pulled out a broken bag from a collapsed gnoll tent nearby. Inside were piled more than a dozen crudely made gnoll hand axes, and several blood-stained outer armors. But the strangest thing was that there were more than a dozen golden artifacts emitting a golden glow thrown in the bag. This was obviously collected by someone and then deliberately thrown here before leaving, seemingly left for these players who came to loot. However, the new players hadn’t experienced such large-scale looting after entering the game, so they hadn’t felt that something was wrong yet. After all, valuable things could still be found in some tents, but the veteran players had already realized the strangeness of the situation. “Brothers, this doesn’t seem right!” Heaven’s Chosen Grayman dragged another broken box over, kicked it open at Dump Truck’s feet, revealing several skeleton staves and blood-stained robes of gnoll secret mages that had been “organized” similarly. He said to the three brothers: “This is obviously deliberately thrown here to deal with us! The real big stuff must have been taken away by those guys! Damn, someone snatched our hunt, they really have a death wish! Don’t let me know who did it.” The other three brothers remained silent. They saw more discarded gold coins in Heaven’s Chosen Grayman’s box, indicating that the guys who took away the loot didn’t value these most valuable coins. Just as the four of them were gathered together analyzing, Scholar Xiao Zhou, who had also participated in the battle, sneakily walked over. He quietly slipped a note into Dump Truck’s hand. The latter opened it and looked, finding it was a piece of animal skin with some local text scrawled on it. According to the translation from the Computation Bead, the information obtained was: “The situation was very chaotic at night, we had no choice but to take away your loot first, but this is temporarily keeping it for you to prevent it from being robbed by other gnoll clans. Remember to come to Smuggler’s Woods to find me after it’s safe. In the name of Murphy Lord and Crimson Citadel, I will give you back your deserved share. – Pangolin.” “Ding” A light vibration announced the opening of a Hidden Quest. Dump Truck looked down and found that a reputation guide quest “Thief’s Message” had been triggered. The quest content instructed them to go to Smuggler’s Woods to get their deserved reward after the “gnoll plague” plot ends. This quest couldn’t be shared. But everyone who touched this animal skin could trigger it. “Damn! That bastard gnoll still owes us a quest to settle, and now here comes another one.” Scholar Xiao Zhou, who had picked up this animal skin in the tent in front, cursed: “It also said it prepared mounts for us. I suspect that dog thing was making empty promises. Next time I see it, I must twist its dog head off. Brother Dump Truck, what should we do now?” “What else can we do? Since the quest has come out, we can only go to Smuggler’s Woods after the plot ends. Sigh, we even fought there before, didn’t expect to have to go back.” The Dump Truck trio didn’t mind. These middle-aged men had been through a lot and took this matter lightly. He waved his hand and returned the animal skin to Scholar Xiao Zhou, saying to him: “Let everyone accept the quest, then loot some more. Take away everything that can be taken. After this gnoll plague is over, we’ll take you to collect the debt! I guess this is a guide quest for opening the ‘Blood Claw Clan’ reputation, after all, it’s the first local force supported by players themselves, so it’s understandable to be a bit special. I reckon that gnoll wouldn’t dare to cheat us out of our stuff, otherwise we’ll flip its skull!”

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