"Blown up? Really blew up? ”

The goblin with the green words "Umegawa Kuko" poked his head out from behind the wall, looking at the elite skeleton soldier whose bones had been shattered by the explosion with a look of disbelief.

"There's something in the groove, I didn't see that you were so good? What the hell, hidden props? ”

[Burning Chest Hair] asked in surprise on the side, his green face flushed from the light of the fire in front of him.

"What gas? Don't give me strange nicknames, my name is Sylvanas! Queen of Darkness! Sylvanas said in a loud voice:

"I just told you about the tactics yesterday, but you didn't listen to it at all, it's not a hidden prop, it's my own doing!"

"Pull it down, you did it yourself, that's someone else's idea, someone else did it for you, the most you can do is give money and beat a few dire wolves."

Kuko Umegawa said from the side.

"I also spent money to buy, okay, and the raw materials are also from me!"

Sylvanas is very dissatisfied with Umegawa Kuko's daily demolition.

"Hurry up and finish brushing, go out and talk slowly."

Arthur said a word, interrupting the new round of argument that the two were about to start.

After listening to Arthur's words, everyone stopped talking, and several people were on alert and walked towards the skeleton of the elite skeleton soldier who was still on fire.

After all, there is still equipment to be gained.

Sylvanas was engrossed in holding the bow, the arrows resting on it.

The fire in front of me was already much smaller, because there was really nothing left to burn.

The five people cautiously entered the scene of the explosion, and I have to say that the power of the explosion was still considerable, a small hole was blown up in the floor, the skeleton frame fell to the ground, the armor on the body was slightly damaged, and the weapon was a chain hammer, which looked quite intact.

Hoe He stretched out his hand to pick up the chain hammer, but as soon as he touched it, he smelled a smell of meat.

Hoe He was stunned for a moment, and then took his hand back, half of his fingers were almost hot.

"Well, it's not good if you don't feel pain......"

Hoe He muttered to himself, but no one paid attention to him.

After Youhoe He experimented with the authenticity of the physical laws of this "game" in advance, Arthur pulled out his short sword, and then the sword picked out the equipment scattered on the ground, as for the chest armor worn on the skeleton, it could only wait for him to cool down a little, and then come back to collect it.

Other players followed Arthur's example and began to use their weapons to pick up equipment that might be scattered.

"How's that arrow I just had, isn't it handsome? I've got the name in mind, Burst Arrow...... Ay? This didn't blow up? Sylvanas spoke, poking an arrow from his bow at something in the fire beside him.

Umegawa Kuzi turned his head to look, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground in fright, so he had time to shout:

"Don't poke it!"

"Boom ——!"

The flames rose into the air once again.

[85945] [65685] The two Lich graduates, looking at the flaming picture in the crystal ball, glanced at each other:

"We've defeated the Black Goblin? Considered a graduate? ”

"It seems to be ......"

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The round columns, arranged in pairs, covered with tiled floors, are even clean enough to reflect the beautiful dome frescoes on the roof.

Behind the rows of long tables in the spacious hall sat a formally dressed employee, either goblins, or beastmen, or succubi, or other subterranean creatures.

On the background wall behind these employees, it is written-

[Smile on the face, service in the heart - Winterfell Talent Market]

And under this huge background wall, Sherlock is sitting at a table with the words "Human Resources Consulting (9)" written on it, holding a notebook in his hand, looking at it carefully.

Opposite Sherlock, sat a werewolf with heavy dark eyes, dressed in formal work clothes, wearing a bow tie, and sitting there hunched over with an expressionless face, not saying a word.

"Uh......h Is that all the Lich profiles you have applied for? Are there any official recommendations? A little more cost-effective? Better service? ”

Sherlock spread the notebook on the table and asked.

The werewolf in front of him looked at Sherlock's notebook spread out on the table with a numb expression, and then turned the page.

Above is a lich's bio, with a skull headshot pasted in the upper left corner, and underneath it reads:

"XXX, female, graduated from the Intermediate Lich Vocational and Technical College, known as the school flower during the school, first-class technology, superb service, monthly salary of five hundred magic stones, pay to see more benefits."

Sherlock looked at the big skull, then at the monthly salary, then registered the recruitment needs, wrote the word "negotiable" on the salary column, and got up to leave.

Sherlock did not linger in Winterfell, but returned to the Eternal Kingdom Dungeon.

The players see Sherlock return to the dungeon, and another swarm of people surrounds him, chattering for this service and that service.

Sherlock was expressionless and took their broken legs, broken arms, and severed joints.

It didn't take long for the goblins to scatter again, what to do.

Sherlock looked around, the fire was burning in the blacksmith shop, Simba was hammering the equipment, and the three people outside the blacksmith shop were waiting in line to strengthen the equipment, all of them looked solemn and silent, and anyone passing by and saying a louder word, they all had to look at each other.

On the side of the blacksmith shop there was also a wooden sign with a few Chinese characters that read:

[Cherish the equipment, please do not make noise]

On the other side of the carpenter's house, Mufasa was stirring the pot with a soup spoon.

There were also a few players gathered at the door, knocking on their shields one by one and shouting:

"Hurry up, hurry up! I'm so hungry that I can't move bricks! ”

Compared to the quietness of the blacksmith's shop, the players are a bit unscrupulous on the carpenter's house.

"I—I know, I'll be fine right away!"

Compared to his tough cousin Simba, Mufasa is much gentler.

On the training ground, although there are also a lot of players gathered there, Moros has not as many students as before.

The players were there teaming up with each other, trading, and chatting.

Because of the appearance of the dungeon [Academy of the Dead, Training Ground], the equipment of these players has suddenly become rich, although there are not many players who have succeeded in the strategy, but after each successful strategy, they have brought back more than a dozen pieces of equipment.

Most of the equipment is much better than the standard equipment made of diamond, and the most rubbish is also the quality of green and above.

In addition to using this equipment to improve their own equipment, most players choose to sell the remaining equipment.

Sherlock doesn't care if they sell it or not, anyway, they arm themselves and save a lot of money on equipment, so why not?

In the past few days, the construction of the dungeon has also been carried out in an orderly manner, and the players have dug out several more spaces along the sides of the central avenue according to the published tasks and according to Sherlock's plan.

These spaces are the living quarters that Sherlock has prepared for players who enter the dungeon in the future, as well as warehouses for miscellaneous equipment.

The dungeon can't be tested forever, there will always be only a hundred people, and Sherlock's ambitions certainly won't stop there.

In fact, Sherlock had been planning a lot of things since he knew that the ancient ruins had been roughly located a few days ago.

This includes upgrading the core of the dungeon and recruiting more players from other worlds to build dungeons and build a more powerful armed force to fulfill your dreams.

Of course, the propaganda in the other world is [Game Second Test].

Although the trailer for the second beta of the game has not yet been launched, Sherlock has already begun to conceive of the copy.

Back to something more realistic.

Wanting to open up all the living areas just by relying on these hundred-player players, Sherlock didn't want to wait, and he didn't want to wait.

All that's left to do now is dig up a few spaces to give the players who come in later a place to sleep and go offline.

As for the improvement and beautification of the living area, it is something that can only be carried out after the personnel are expanded and new player coolies are summoned into the dungeon.

Sherlock looked at the players who were busy trading and setting up stalls in front of him, and thought about it for a moment, and then returned to the core hall of the dungeon.

After letting Blue show the current map of the dungeon's area on the core, Sherlock began to plan again.

Soon a new area was planned on the map, next to the originally planned living quarters.

"Blue, let's give players priority to digging this area tomorrow."

"I see, Master Sherlock."

Blue had just finished speaking to Sherlock when Sherlock heard a commotion outside.

"What? Arthur: They were wiped out? ”

"Did the bladder bomb test succeed?"

Sherlock looked out and saw five goblins coming out of the portal.

It's Arthur, Umegawa Kuko, Sylvanas, Hoe, and Burning Chest Hair.

When other first-time test players saw them, they also immediately surrounded them.

"I NEVER DREAMED THAT MY TEAMMATES WOULD BE GANK IN THIS WAY, I CAN'T HELP IT, I MUST POST A POST TO SPRAY YOU TO DEATH."

The surrounded [Umegawa Kuko] shouted at [Sylvanas] and fell backwards, and the original underground line was gone.

(Remember to give the characters more love than love, and vote for the recommendation of this book!) ）