Dungeon Player

Sherlock saw from a distance about thirty people heading towards the spider lair. Although there were not many people, this kind of organization and discipline was impossible for ordinary goblins to have. They even There was a swearing-in meeting before departure. In order to organize this expedition as quickly as possible, many players even selflessly contributed their own currency to help other players purchase weapons and armor as soon as possible.

Sherlock looked at these players from another world who exuded strong positive energy and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. Should it be said that they are worthy of being from another world?

Of course, Sherlock still uses magic to spy on these players in the core of the dungeon, mainly to confirm whether these players will like this entertainment place. When death is no longer a big problem, Sherlock does not care about these players. The question of whether they will die in the spider lair is gone. After all, no matter how they die, they will only consume a little bit of Sherlock's magic power, and there will be almost no cost loss.

When about thirty players appeared in the spider lair, a peak showdown between the players and the underground spiders ensued.

Although the combat skills of these players from another world are as good as those of babies, their numerical advantage, coupled with their ability to resurrect at low cost, repeated battles can still hone their combat skills. , of course this requires some time to settle and... die a few more times!

When the players who were hugging each other saw the underground spiders pouring out, they screamed and screamed. Then in the chaos, several players were snatched away by the underground spiders, just as easily as picking up a chicken. , some players were so frightened that they didn't dare to move. Some players would immediately yell and wave their daggers to resist, but were soon thrown to the ground. They either fainted or died immediately. Occasionally, one or two underground spiders were killed. The players who were in a mess were slashed, but they also retreated quickly. No one could be hacked to death on the spot.

Among them, the player named Arthur is much calmer than when he first came to open up the wasteland. He obviously has some fighting skills and his physical flexibility is better than other players. Even so, He was just better than other players. He couldn't easily kill the underground spiders. He could only cause as much damage to the underground spiders as possible under the physical cover of other players, and that was all.

This kind of battle cannot be called evenly matched at all, and the players from the other world are not so much playing games in an amusement park, but rather it is as if this is a hunting ground prepared for those underground spiders. More like, these players from another world are like food delivered to your door.

Players are constantly being snatched away. Let alone resisting, they can't even turn around to pick up equipment for their dead companions, or turn around to bring back the bodies of their companions who were hit, stabbed, or thrown to death!

Obviously, those players who were picked up and eaten can only recreate their own characters.

"Blue."

Sherlock looked at the players on the magic screen who had begun to collapse, and asked to the core of the dungeon:

"Are you sure these people from another world like this kind of game? Can they really feel the pleasure of being eaten, thrown to death, and having their intestines pulled out?"

"Of course there will be no pleasure in another world, but in this world, there will probably be a little bit of it. After all, "Sekiro", "Souls" series, "Bloodline" and the like also have a lot of audiences."

Blue quickly replied.

"Is there never any fighting in their world? Although I know they are weak, but being massacred by underground spiders in such a one-sided manner is really too weak..."

Sherlock couldn't help but asked in confusion.

"Fighting? Of course there is, but the objects they fight are a little different from our world. The objects they fight are language, math, physics, chemistry, various hidden rules, backdoors, etc. It is probably similar to those monopolized by the nobles. For certain privileges, the poor are just like fighting for life, because there will be no danger, so it is understandable that their practical skills are weaker." Blue explained this, and then said worriedly:

"Actually, Lord Sherlock, if the slaughter continues like this, I'm worried that they may retreat..."

"What is retreat?"

Sherlock was keenly aware of the core of the problem and asked.

"It's equivalent to rebellion in this world! In this world, if you recruit a Goblin and don't pay him wages on time, or if the welfare facilities in the dungeon are not complete, the Goblin will soon leave you. In the dungeon, although these players from another world will not rebel because of insufficient wages and welfare facilities, they may leave the dungeon if they cannot feel the fun!"

After Blue finished speaking, Sherlock couldn't help but frowned. It's not easy to be a dungeon lord, and it's even more difficult to be a qualified dungeon lord!

Times have changed. It is no longer the ignorant era where dungeon lords just pick up a servant and crush it to death. Those dungeon lords who are very cruel to their subordinates will basically be blacklisted by the underground monsters. , no one is willing to work in this kind of underground city. Today's dungeons not only have to pay wages to their subordinates, but also have complete welfare facilities. This is a very high cost. Sherlock finally met this group of players from another world. Not only do they not want wages, but they also They don't care about the dungeon's hardware facilities, and can even be resurrected infinitely after death. They only need a little metal currency and a reputation system that is useless to Sherlock as a reward. These players will work hard. , you don’t even need a supervisor!

It's such a good, repetitive free labor force that can be called slaves in the old days. Now you tell me, if it continues like this, they may retreat and defect?

Sherlock realized the seriousness of the problem. If these one hundred free laborers defected, then if he wanted to recruit another hundred goblins, he would not only have to have complete supporting facilities, hire a troupe to perform for them every month, but also pay Their salary is five magic stones per person per month. That kind of burden is something Sherlock is not willing to bear. In fact, with Sherlock's financial resources, being able to recruit five to ten goblins is already the limit.

"Lord Sherlock, as your loyal assistant, I feel it is necessary for me to give you some advice. Although these players like to challenge themselves, if they are completely unable to pass the challenge, or even have no way to try hard, it will be very difficult. It will easily dampen their fighting spirit. But if there is a way for them to continuously become stronger through hard work and give them a hope of defeating powerful enemies, then repeated deaths will not only not dampen them, but will inspire them even more. Fighting spirit." Dungeon Core Blue said.

"We really can't let them die like this, otherwise the metal in the dungeon won't be enough to build weapons and equipment for them before they retreat." Sherlock took out a teleportation scroll and said to Blue: " They have been defeated and returned. You can comfort them later. I will go to Winterfell first. I have to find them a...skills trainer. Is that what they call a coach?"

As Sherlock spoke, he tore open the teleportation scroll and disappeared, but "Bru", the core of the dungeon, said helplessly:

"Comfort them? Do you want me to issue a server-wide announcement and give them some land reclamation rewards? Ten copper coins per person? It seems that this can be done..."

When Sherlock went to Winterfell to find skill teachers for these players from another world, only a dozen people from the land reclamation team composed of thirty people came back in embarrassment. Some of the people who had died were lucky to say that they Most of them have already started to create their own characters, but some who have been seriously injured and have not yet died can only lie on the ground wailing. Although they do not feel pain, seeing that they are so seriously injured, for the sake of the game The atmosphere will still be howling twice.

The land reclamation brigade was hit hard, and a feeling of sadness and despair began to spread. Many players even began to complain about the difficulty being too high.

"This battle is so real. It's so real that it makes people desperate. I don't even know where to stab the spider with a sword!"

"That spider really scared the shit out of me!"

"Thirty people can't do it. I'm afraid we need a hundred people to come together, right?"

"Oh, I'm so angry. My leg was bitten in half and I can't even stand up. Where is Lao Xia? Can it be cured?"

The entire dungeon was in a noisy mess. The goblins in the corner saw the bloody and terrifying situation in front of them and became even more frightened. These goblins were covered in blood one by one, and they were still talking and laughing. This What kind of terrible species can do this? I thought they were very friendly before, but it seems it was all an illusion!

When everyone was upset about the failure of land reclamation, the voice of "Bru" sounded in the minds of all players:

"Congratulations to all the players for completing the conditions of the hidden mission. Each player will receive a reward of 100 reputation points, ten copper coins, and a free opportunity to improve their melee skills! For specific details, please wait for the official website announcement!"

When the players heard a sound similar to a system announcement, they collectively shouted, and their original pessimistic mood was swept away. They had already despaired of opening up the spider lair, but now they were suddenly told It’s really great to get a chance to improve your skills for free! Although it is still unclear how the combat skills in this game will be improved, everyone can't wait to improve their skills and challenge the spider lair again!

On the other side, when Sherlock returned to Winterfell, Sherlock confirmed the direction and then went in the opposite direction of the market. There was a special talent market set up in Winterfell, as the name suggests. It means the same thing, it's a place where special talents can be recruited.