Dungeon Player

Apple, an ordinary, hard-working country beast who was shocked by the Holy Light.

Everything he had seen in the past few days was probably something she would never forget in her life.

He felt that he would tell everything she had seen, including the stories about this group of heroic goblins, goblins and kobolds, to his children. In her old age, she would sit on the old man's chair, and then Tell his grandchildren that maybe when she has great-grandchildren, she can still lie on the recliner and tell these stories to her great-grandchildren. Of course, by then, they may smile gently and say:

"You old fool, someone will help us regain our homeland, regardless of their own sacrifices. Thousands of people go up to die, shouting, 'Safety first!' Then they self-destruct with a BOOM sound, destroying the city wall. Did they all blow up? The Ogre King was so frightened by them that he ran away? You old man feels like you’re going to blow yourself up!!!!”

Just thinking about this harmonious and warm scene made Apple feel warm from the bottom of his heart.

When he was warm, those brave little greenskins had helped them regain the village. However, just when Apple was about to enter his village and count their property, he discovered that the little greenskins were coming in and out of them. of houses.

They rummaged through boxes and cabinets and took away everything they could. They hung armor and equipment taken off the bodies of the ogres. Some even sawed off the fangs in the ogres' mouths, as if they thought what they could be. Something valuable.

Just when Apple was confused as to why these little greenskins were doing this, the demon lord named Sherlock, who was leading them, appeared at this time and told them:

"Oh, you may not know that there is a very evil demon sleeping under your feet. It is precisely because of this that these ogres will come to occupy your territory. In order to protect your territory, the first step is to That is to first remove all the items in the room. Of course, don’t misunderstand that we are robbing you. Absolutely not. This is to ensure your safety. If you ask, you will be polluted. The second step is to conduct inspection on this territory. For excavation-type permanent purification treatment, this process may take a long time. It may take several days or several months. I can’t tell you exactly now.”

Apple was a little confused after hearing this, but the only thing that was certain was that Sir Sherlock would not harm him, and that was all he could do for the time being.

Apple looked at a little green guy with green fonts on his head, happily taking away the dressing mirror he had placed in the bedroom. His chest felt like a myocardial infarction-like angina.

From now on, I can no longer sit in front of the dressing mirror, pull up my scalp, and happily braid my scalp, hey.

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In front of the huge dug hole, Sherlock was wearing a yellow safety helmet and standing on the edge of the hole looking around.

Behind him, there was a large group of players watching and waiting for the plot. Apart from using coercion to prevent them from approaching, Sherlock did not impose any other restrictions on their behavior.

This huge pothole is obviously the construction site of those ogres.

I have to say, compared to Winterfell’s professional excavation team, it’s terrible.

Sherlock knew nothing about archaeological excavation. As for spending money to hire professional archaeologists, that was simply unrealistic.

It's impossible to hire people, even this quilt can't hire people, so it can only survive by using some free labor.

"Sir Sherlock, if we talk about archeology, these players can probably provide you with some help. Although archeology is already a very unpopular subject in their world, in front of online forums, unpopular subjects are not a problem. .”

When Sherlock was thinking about the big pit, Blue suggested at this time:

"But Lord Sherlock, you may have to come back first, because your Goudan has been playing computer games every day for the past few days and has reached the point of addiction."

"Isn't the computer host equipped with an anti-addiction system for minors? And I also set a password. How did he get in?"

Sherlock was stunned for a moment. Although he had some understanding of "computers", a tool that was almost like magic, he was far from being an expert. Many operations on computers were still in the field. Completed under the guidance of Lu.

"Well, this question seems to be the method Goudan gets from players, such as cracking passwords, hacking anti-addiction systems for minors, etc. You must know that these are not complicated systems."

Blue continued:

"Of course, Lord Sherlock doesn't have to worry about the players making unnecessary guesses and conjectures. They will only sigh at Goudan's high AI and scold him for his planning."

"I know, I will come back immediately. You must arrange an archaeological discovery mission. I can feel the powerful evil breath coming from below. Even if it is not the legacy of the great demon Luojilankaimi, it must be very Something valuable.”

"I understand Lord Sherlock."

After Sherlock finished communicating with Blue in his mind, he quickly left the pit and said to the onlookers as he walked:

"Warriors, we have occupied the village territory robbed by the ogres, but the matter is far from over here! We have not yet found the legacy of the great demon Loki Langkaimi. This legacy must not fall into the hands of others. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous. The Ogre King and Andrew's counterattack may occur at any time. You must seize the time, consolidate the defense line, collect all safety helmets, and set up safety slogans. We must prepare for the official excavation work. ! As for now..."

"You can take a short rest, warriors."

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In the dim room, the magic light was adjusted to the dimmest brightness.

But the bright screen of the otherworldly item called a computer made it look unusually dazzling in the room.

A fat black dragon cub is huddled on a chair. One of its two little paws controls the mouse, and the other one keeps pressing "~" and then inputs characters such as "influence99999" and "cash99999".

He was so focused on the game that he didn't notice a superior demon who walked in and was condescendingly watching him play a computer game, a game called "Stars".

The black dragon cub was still talking to himself:

"Suzheng Agreement, you piece of rubbish, come on, long live the organic life form!"