The jealousy in Andrew's heart has reached an irrepressible level, knowing that reporting Sherlock may cause some serious diplomatic consequences, but the feeling in his heart that he is just a cart of lemons, and the jealousy is so jealous that it explodes on the spot is really uncontrollable.

Under normal circumstances, a mysterious and powerful high-ranking demon like Sherlock should logically be the target of Andrew's wooing.

The content of Andrew's report letter is very simple, just a brief explanation of the situation of the game, and the dungeon of the Eternal Kingdom has arranged for nearly 2,000 goblin goblins to participate in the competition, the lord named Sherlock does not care about the safety of his subordinates at all, nearly 2,000 subordinates are killed and injured, and only about 100 people survive!

The content was written extremely violently, and the reaction from the union side was extremely fast.

Immediately began to adjust the file and check the employment situation of the dungeon called the Eternal Kingdom, and the result was that in the entire Eternal Kingdom dungeon, among the registered employees, only Simba, Moros, and Mufasa had a top student.

Among them, Simba and Mufasa even went to work in the dungeon of the Eternal Kingdom indirectly through the Merchant Alliance, and Moros was directly hired.

As for Xueba, as an undead race of lichs, they are not under the jurisdiction of the union at all, but are just registered.

Then this union has no employment record in the dungeons of the Eternal Realm at all, and as for the two thousand goblin goblin goblin employees, they don't go through the union organization? That's impossible!

So not long after Andrew burned the report letter, he received a reply from the union organization:

[To Mr. Andrew]

"Dear Lord Andrew,

There aren't two thousand employees in the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon at all, they only have four employees on record, please don't report false information, we're busy. ”

Andrew finished reading the short letter and crumpled it together, and watched with great jealousy as Sherlock's airship slowly lifted off and left the venue for budget selection, and his heart thought sourly:

This Sherlock is so terrifying that he even has connections on the union side, which is so sour!

When Andrew was in a sour state, on the airship slowly rising into the air, Sherlock just glanced at Andrew out of the corner of his eye and didn't pay any more attention.

"Lord Sherlock, I thought you would grind this [Dark Knight] tournament for a few days, after all, it's a big plot no matter how you look at it! I didn't expect you to let those players go all out to defeat the foreign enemy before allowing them to fight in the civil war. Tsk, obviously deliberately releasing a few more powerful ones, it's easy to delay the plot for a long, long time, maybe it's okay for players to prepare for the next game for a few days. ”

Blue's words rang in Sherlock's ears.

"Why am I doing this? Isn't he going to win by putting a few non-player natives into the qualifiers? What do you think I'm supplying them infinitely for, to give myself a thrill? That's 100,000 magic stones. ”

After Sherlock finished with emotion, Blue quickly continued:

"No, because your ghost talent has always been a dog planner on the forum, I mean, black-hearted planning is famous, many players have guessed that this [Dark Knight] event, you may have another suffocation operation, maybe the final champion is an NPC, then you can justifiably not have a legendary set of equipment, and by the way, you can also deceive players to make a krypton liver. Some people even just discussed on the forum whether the plan has been replaced, and whether this plan is ghostwritten. ”

"Is that so, then I will be happy if I directly hack their legendary set?" Sherlock asked, expectantly.

"No, please don't do it, the consequence of doing so can only be a large-scale withdrawal of the game, if the game operator can't even fulfill his promise, but it's a worse situation than a black plan." Blue was very sincere in his proposal.

"Then there's not much to say. The Dark Knight Contest was originally a farce of giving money, and it was just a means for Onion Head to increase his fame, although there may be a reversal behind it, but it has nothing to do with me, and I don't care too much, as for Andrew, the strength is really good, it seems to be a high-ranking demon who increases his strength through jealousy, but in the same way, I don't care much about him. Sherlock thought for a moment and said very seriously:

"Compared to these trivial chores, how is the player named Mark Pineapple doing?"

"It's okay, he's continuing to complete the hidden mission according to our instructions, but why didn't Lord Sherlock really give him to the dungeon of the Eternal Realm, but let him stay in Winterfell?"

Blue asked, confused.

"Because he's a pilot target. I don't know how most players will make a fortune for me after entering Winterfell, this Marco Pineapple is a very good test subject, continue to hang him with hidden missions, I need more information about experimentation. ”

Sherlock said in a commanding tone.

"I see, Master Sherlock."

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In a blacksmith somewhere in Winterfell.

A black iron dwarf is using a magic forge, forging an iron tool, which can be seen as a hammer.

Beside him, there was a goblin handing over various tools with his hands and feet.

At first glance, it looks like a picture of a river crab with an apprentice, and there is nothing wrong with it, but if you look closely, you can see that the goblin has a very strange green font on its head, which is not the lingua franca of the underworld, but the Chinese character from another world - [Marco Pineapple].

"Bang bang!"

The dwarven blacksmith struck a few last blows, and when he had finished striking the tool in his hand, he looked around with satisfaction, and then shouted in a rough voice:

"Alright, another order is complete."

He casually put the tools in the box next to him, and the box was full of similar tools of the Yang family.

Marco Pineapple quickly took out a small notebook and recorded it.

The dwarven blacksmith sat down, drew a metal rod, heated it in the furnace that had not yet been extinguished, and then placed it on the side of his mouth, making a "sizzle" sound and puffs of green smoke.

The dwarven blacksmith breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Marco Polo and asked:

"Pineapple, your name is good, did your parents give it to you, it's a tough guy."

"Ah, I made it myself." Marco Pineapple said cautiously.

As a player, after eating a lot of losses at the beginning of his mouth and talking nonsense, Marco Pineapple now pays great attention to the problem of substitution, especially when he uses bugs to enter the life of Winterfell, so he has to pay more attention to the problem of speaking.

In addition, he didn't dare to get hurt or die, he ate and slept on time every day, and in the game world, life was more regular than reality.

"Well, it's still good." The dwarven blacksmith took another breath, then exhaled the smoke ring, and said with a smile:

"By the way, I heard you say that you came out of the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon, isn't the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon a good place, I heard that Lord Sherlock is a lord with a very strong background, how did you defect?"

"Defection? No, no, no, how could I defect to the dungeons of the Eternal Realm, I just came out to earn some money, and with the permission of Lord Sherlock, I can take on special tasks every day. Marco Pineapple said casually, and then remembered that he seemed to be a little unaware and said the wrong thing, and sure enough, the dwarf blacksmith was stunned:

"Special missions? What task? ”

"No, no special tasks." Marco Pineapple looked left and right, and then whispered:

"Lord Sherlock asked me to come to Winterfell to experience it, saying that he wanted to entrust me with a heavy task."

"Oh, that's good, it's a pity you can't stay with me for long, I still appreciate you, and you're more diligent than most."

The dwarven blacksmith nodded, then took out a card, handed it to Marco Pineapple, and said:

"Well, this is the new magic stone card I helped you get, and this is also your salary for half a month."

Marco Pineapple was excited to see the magic stone card in the hands of the dwarf blacksmith, and at the same time the voice of the system sounded in his head:

[Ding, congratulations on completing the hidden story pre-quest - the first pot of gold]

[Ding, automatically accept the new hidden story pre-quest and stand firm]

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