274. Looking for the code name "Pangolin"
"Alas,It's always very reliable Brother Woo Meow rarely missed.,Let us miss a big treasure chest.,I think this copy is estimated to be a low-level boss Kenpot Biting Bone.,But it's very cunning to use various means to do subtraction.,As long as there is a slight mistake, the reward in hand will slip away.γ
This model is too chicken thief!
It seems that if you want to get full rewards, the requirements for teamwork are really high. β
Just when Happy Stick and Brother Woo Meow's teams were in a hurry for each other's duties, the rhythm of the Silver Moon Pride was a little unhurried. Orchid was still in the mood to discuss the dungeon play with Lumina beside her, and the shield with a thin waist and legs looked around vigilantly with a shield in her hand, and she said:
"No wonder it's marked as a 'limited-time copy', I guess the development team may have made an attempt, and it may have to be modified later."
The girls lead a bunch of administrative players through the dangerous Gnoll camp, protected by elite guards, and make their way to the meeting point between the Blood Rat Gang and the mysterious guy codenamed "Pangolin", who are also attacked by the crazed Gnoll brute, but they don't have a hard time coping with it.
The pressure is all on the other two teams, and the girl group is also the T1 team in the game at the moment, and they are at ease.
But unlike the calm girls, the executive players who traveled with them were very excited.
They rarely have such an exciting experience of fighting monsters, let alone participating in such a super-large team activity, although they are good at things that are different from most players, but they also have a heart that wants to become a DPS.
Like what
"Old Chen, don't rush so fast!"
The Heavenly Chosen Gray Fighter and the Brick Mover will hold on to the arm of their mentor and prevent Lao Chen from rushing up to fight with the Jackals, which is obviously protecting his old man.
But the problem is that even the old man has a fighting heart!
Although he is dying old in the real world, his physical strength in the game is no worse than that of Xiao Young.
"Let go! You two let go! I'm almost going to level up my swordsmanship. β
Professor Chen, an old man at the construction site, scolded his two apprentices with an unhappy face:
"I was also trained as a militia when I was young, so I was much more powerful than the two of you, and I won't really die in the game, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid that the development team will call me again, the sudden disconnection you made last time will almost scare people to death."
The gray man complained.
But looking at his old Chen Tou's eager look, he sighed, glanced at the brick movers, let go of the old professor, and took out from his arms the ornaments of the heart of the gargoyle that he had opened the treasure chest after the last time he played the group book, and poured out the prepared stone from the special psionic bag, so that it quickly fused into a battle-type gargoylee with a black body and a cool appearance.
"You! Protect my mentor! When his life was in danger, he flew away from here. β
The gray man pushed his ornament glasses, gave an order to his gargoyle, and easily stuffed the baton of the battle gargoyle into Lao Chen's hand, and it seemed that he was not going to come back.
It is also natural for students to respect their mentors, and with Lao Chentou's "fighting fanaticism", it is estimated that he will encounter more troubles in the future, and he can rest assured that he can protect himself and move bricks with this thing.
This high-level alchemical creature had a certain amount of wisdom, and it could understand the orders of the gray man, so it flapped its sturdy stone wings and moved its stone claws to protect Professor Chen's side.
The old professor curiously stretched out his hand and touched the stone life, and then turned back and said to the gray man with a strange expression:
"The strength of your summon's body depends on what kind of stone you've used for it, right? Why use ordinary granite? Is it impossible to find diamonds in Translasia? It's really not okay to corundum or topaz, but you still dare to claim to be engaged in design?
How did you pass geology as an undergraduate? β
"Enemy attack!"
Xiao Wei Ming, who was flapping his wings and exploring his way in the air, suddenly shouted, and the crowd was immediately alert.
The Grey Man picked up the large-caliber Seiko Dwarf shotgun that his beautiful assistant had given him, and fired at the gnolls who pounced on him.
In the muffled echo of gunfire, he reloaded under the cover of two shield-wielding guards, and complained to his old man:
"Damn, Professor, when is this time, don't point out my mistakes, okay? The stone used in this thing needs to be psionic, and I can't say it in a sentence or two.
You stand back!
Don't get hurt. β
"Yes, yes, come over to our side, don't make trouble for them, anyway, your thinking is worth 8, right? Why don't you turn into a psychic? β
The guy next to him was very good, and he reached out and pulled the old man back.
He's a sorcerer who, wielding his cool Soul Scythe, throws several curse-based and damage-amplifying area spells on the monsters that come at them, and the sorcerer's fighting style is rarely head-on, and they are more adept at weakening and playing with enemies with evil psionic powers.
Lao Huo had obviously obtained the essence of this profession, and after losing the spell and brushing up on his proficiency, he didn't continue to fight, retreated behind everyone, and handed over those gnolls to the other brothers to deal with.
Faced with the doubts that life was good, Lao Chen squeezed his eyes and said:
"I always feel that psionic energy is not very scientific, compared to this kind of metaphysical power, I think it is more secure to hold a gun. I'm not as receptive to new things as you young people, and I'm getting old and don't want to toss the worldview I've spent decades building. β
"Wouldn't it be a pity for you to have such a worthwhile mind?"
It's a pity that it's good to live.
Compared to this professor, his thinking is only 7, and he always feels like he is being compared.
"Thinking is just an attribute, it represents not only the manipulation of psionic energy, but also the ability to learn, this thing is quite complicated to study in detail, and I asked Lady Triss specifically. She told me explicitly that you don't have to think high to be a good psyker.
But thinking below 5 is definitely not a good idea. β
The mud cart next to him leaned over with an oversized dwarven trench gun, and then looked at the Soul Reaver Scythe in his hand, and explained:
"This attribute only means that you can perceive psionic energy, but perception and manipulation are two different things, can you understand?"
"Yes, I just think it's a pity, after all, there are no such gods and ghosts in our real world. Now that you've played games, why not try something that doesn't exist in reality?
Hey, brothers, leave that gnoll to the brink of death for me, and I'm going to try to draw the Wraith Charm. β
It's good to live and grin.
There was some kind of bright light flickering in his squinted eyes, and it was a glow that was eager to try.
"Buzz"
After the executive players screamed to clear out the group of gnolls that pounced on them, the first pathfinder, Frostfang's claw, wearing his trademark nightwalker, jumped out of the shadows beside him, shook the blood from the bone dagger in his hand, and gestured to his companions, saying:
"It's in front! I found it, come with me. β
Sister Pomegranate at the front greeted her, and the other executive players immediately followed.
They all have a team mission of "finding the pangolin", and everyone is also very interested in the true face of this mysterious vampire's high-ranking agent.
It wasn't until they saw Hogg anxiously waiting in the border area affected by the astral psionic energy that this curiosity was immediately satisfied with a certain strangeness.
"Why is this gnoll so thin?"
The forklifter man was shocked and said:
"Don't they give it food? How did you starve like this? β
"Presumably born with a disability?"
The man next to him scratched his chin and looked at Hogner's incompatible body and posture with the other gnolls, and he said:
"The way this guy is hooded reminds me of those guys who always shout 'yesyes,' no wonder it can get a vampire on the line, this kind of cunning is not something other gnolls can have."
"It's called 'Hogg' alas! It's an easter egg, right? β
The crowd screamed in surprise, then smirked and pushed the Honorary Knight Tepal, who was wearing a full suit of armor beside him, and said:
"Hey, you 'fellow'."
"The Gnoll Lord Hogg in his memory is by no means such a weak thing, it is just the arrangement of fate that has given birth to the same evil with the same name in both worlds.
This may indeed represent some kind of high-dimensional will. β
Tepal, with his fully covered helmet, looked Hogg up and down.
He grimaced with a straight face that the skinny gnolls in front of him, who were no taller than his shoulders, were the formidable "King of the Glades" he remembered.
But in any case, it is still worth making people happy to meet a familiar name in the "other world".
"Hey, Hogg, don't come unharmed."
Xiao Weiming, who had a good relationship with Hogg because of his size in the Crimson Keep before, flapped his wings and landed beside the gnoll, patted Hogg's shoulder with a big grin, and circled it a few times.
She said:
"Why are you here alone? What about your people? β
"They can't be let know about Master Murphy's plan right now, they can't understand that what I'm doing is a salvation."
Hogg covered his body with his hood, and when he saw Master Murphy's warriors coming, he let out a sigh of relief, and said in the strange tone of the Gnoll's strange voice to the members of the girl group who came by:
"Kenpott Bitten is dead tonight, and that idiot will be a pathetic supporting character in the story of Master Murphy's great journey, I have no doubt about it.
The problem is that its death will throw the entire camp into chaos, and tens of thousands of gnolls will make all the effort you have worked so hard to expel the bandits of Transencia useless.
And I've been thinking about it for the last few days, and I feel like I can offer my little wisdom to Master Murphy in this matter. β
"Ding!"
The pop-up sound of the Orb represents a mission update.
Everyone looked down and saw that the plot mission of "Finding Pangolins" had advanced to the second step, and the content was quite concise to only one sentence:
γHidden Story Quest Β· 'The Birth of a Clan' has been updated!
Content: Listen to the Pangolin and decide if you want to help it.
Prompt!
This mission will have a great impact on some important plots in the future, so please make your choice carefully. γ
The hint that comes with this quest makes the executives of the whole team start to exchange glances, and while players with managerial expertise are not necessarily smart, it is certain that stupid people are definitely not good at management positions.
It can be said that one of the people here belongs to the category of quick thinking.
They could easily judge from the name and hint of this mission what kind of waves this mission would bring to the already complicated situation in Translasia in the future.
"This Gnoll clan formed by Hogg is likely to become an ally of the players after this dungeon!"
He quickly pulled up a private chat, bringing in the entire team of administrative players, and he squinted his eyes and said to the others:
"This may represent some kind of attempt by Lord Murphy to manage his own territory, but the development team has given us the choice of whether or not to establish this alien force!
It's like veteran players saying they've encountered similar plot branches before.
Miss Femiss was saved by their choice, and when Cadman City was destroyed, it was they who chose to stay to create the current Transancia.
The problems we face are of the same nature. β
"In other words, if we choose to refuse to help this gnolls here, will the entire plot line about it be cut off directly?"
The brick mover said:
"Damn, it feels like you've lost five million out of thin air."
"That's right, new plots, new forces, new prestige, maybe new rewards."
The old man of the mud truck crutched his shotgun and said:
"I don't know what you think, but I don't think we should miss it.
Transencia should also have some gnolls to interact with, who were also born on this land, and according to Master Murphy, they are also part of this land.
What do you say? β
"Hey! You officials aren't really going to kill Hogg? β
Xiao Weiming was a little anxious, and she argued with reason:
"All you can get by killing it here is a few pieces of broken leather armor, but keep it and keep it! With a clan, it can give us more quests, more money, and more equipment. Who's going to kill the NPC who gave them a quest?
Hogg is very smart, and we were the first to raise it, I don't care, if you don't want to do this task, I can compensate you.
But I have to stay with this gnoll! β
"Don't worry, aren't you discussing?"
Brother Shovel appeased Xiao Weiming, and then said to the others in a private chat:
"Xiao Weiming is right, even if you want to slaughter the pig, you have to wait for the pig to get fat before slaughtering, this Hogg is obviously out of oil and water now, I suggest you leave it behind and finish this hidden task first?"
"I'm worried about the plot."
The old and serious old Chen Tou has been in the game for a long time, and because he often chats with Professor Malcolm, he knows more about the history of this land than anyone else.
He said:
"The Gnolls don't have a good reputation in Translasia, and I've heard from Professor Malcolm that a plague called the 'Black Plague' is related to them.
That's a pretty terrible continent-wide scourge.
Do you know what that means?
If we were to keep this gnolls and help them prop up their forces, then we would most likely be on the opposite side of the other camps on the continent.
I mean, it's easy to have an accident if you don't do it well.
Master Murphy and Lady Triss may not care, but it won't be easy to convince witch hunters and blood alliance knights. β
"Professor Chen is right, and this aspect has to be considered."
He nodded his head, but then the guy changed his words and said:
"But we're players, guys! We are now nominally blood servants of the Blood Vulture Clan, and Transcia is the last remnant of a newly dismembered country.
It is no exaggeration to say that whether or not there is this jackal, our relationship with other forces on the mainland may not necessarily be very good.
It would be a shame to give up the current opportunity to cultivate our own power for the sake of those 'friends' we have not yet met.
What's more, in terms of gameplay alone, I don't think it's a bad thing to be the enemy of the world.
In a situation where it is impossible to tell who is a friend and who is an enemy, it is not a simple and crude solution to treat them all as enemies.
If they're willing to treat us as friends, a vassal of a gnoll clan, they'll pretend they don't see it.
If they didn't treat us as friends, they would have declared war without Hogg and its clans!
What do you say? β
This made the other little players nod their heads, and the honorary knight Tempal, who had not spoken, stepped forward, he leaned on his sword and shield, and said in a voice that imitated the vividness of NPCs:
"I have seen the noblest aliens, and I have seen the most despicable of humans."
"Hey, don't repeat what Old Master said! Speak straight to your opinion. β
"Ahem, the despicable mean, it's all called 'Hogg', right? Perhaps it was fate that hinted at us to raise a 'King of the Glades'.
What this despicable means is that we, the Riptide Knights, are willing to give this alien race a chance! β
Tempal didn't say anything valuable, but after he finished speaking, the other executive players strangely agreed.
They took over this task, and it also made Xiao Weiming, who had been a little worried, breathe a sigh of relief.
She gave Hogg a look, and the cunning and clever gnoll man immediately stepped forward and nodded:
"In order to control the gnolls of Transania, the barbarian man of Kenpot has arranged the chiefs of all the large and small clans of this land in his own guard, and those chieftains are the backbone of the gnolls in this land, so."
"So, you mean let's rescue them?"
The Ash Man asked curiously, Hogg shook his head, and whispered:
"No, I want you to kill them all! The wolves are the ones who have the leader, and the chaotic dogs, Master Murphy, who can only run away with their tails between their legs, want to tame them, and the Crimson Keep doesn't need dangerous wolves.
You're going to want a bunch of dogs, so you've got to get rid of those 'wolf kings'!" β
PS: Thank you to the leader of the "Blue Eyes" brothers, the current arrears are 30 chapters ~ next month! Trust me! Brothers~
(End of chapter)