Dungeon Player

Sherlock calmed the angry blacksmith Simba, and then dismissed the gathered players.

The players who left were still talking about it when they dispersed:

"It turns out that the blacksmith is a hidden master. He is really awesome with that hammer."

"We can't even chop down Kramog's scales. If we had known that the blacksmith was so good, we might try to get the blacksmith to fight the BOSS together."

"You can give it a try next time."

"I wonder if the blacksmith can show the health bar... That hammer looks more powerful than Kramer's hammer..."

"This idea of ​​yours is very dangerous, brother."

The players left chatting and laughing. Blacksmith Simba was relieved after hammering down the hammer. As for what the players said, Blacksmith Simba couldn't understand and had no intention of listening. He came to the underground of the eternal kingdom. It has been almost a month since the game began. Blacksmith Simba has become very accustomed to the fact that these players have some problems with their brain circuits. He is now able to do whatever the players say without changing...

"Oh, look at the blacksmith's hatred for Kramow. I'm afraid there is a hidden plot behind it. When I asked him about Kramow's name before, he would stare at me with jealousy. It's really not simple. I'll do it every day from now on. Go and ask them all, maybe you can get the hidden plot for me."

[Hoe] was talking with a playful smile. Simba, the blacksmith over there, was holding a hammer and was about to give [Hoe] a gourd with his eyes wide open. Sherlock pulled him and quickly comforted him:

"Old iron, old iron, forget it, don't be like them, I will teach them a lesson later..."

After appeasing the blacksmith Simba, Sherlock returned to the core hall of the dungeon and immediately began to edit announcements about BOSS reward distribution and related upgrade instructions for special equipment with the help of "Blue".

But while he was editing, he heard Blue say:

"Lord Sherlock, someone wants to send a batch of goods into the eternal kingdom dungeon. Is it allowed?"

Sherlock estimated that he had ordered a hundred beds, and the ten beds that were given as gifts in the contract had arrived. Last time, people had brought all kinds of building materials and tools because of the stone, plus a hundred beds. It took time to make it custom-made, so we agreed to wait until the carpenter came to report, and it would have been delivered.

It was estimated that the things and the carpenter had arrived, so Sherlock nodded in approval.

Soon, in the core hall of the dungeon, a huge teleportation door opened, and then beds were brought in one by one by little stone men. Soon there were 110 beds that filled the whole room. The open space in front of the core hall of the dungeon is completely occupied.

Players came over early to watch. Some players wanted to go up and do something, but were directly suppressed by Sherlock and couldn't move. From the perspective of those players, it seemed like a plot animation was being played. If they came closer, there would be no The solution worked, and they stood there chatting frantically, not knowing what was going on.

When all the beds were brought in, a bearded black iron dwarf came out. He looked around at the goblins standing beside him, as if he was looking for someone, and then looked at the man from the core. Sherlock walked out of the hall.

"Dear Lord Sherlock, I have heard of your name when I was in Winterfell! Down here, Mufasa is your new carpenter. This is our contract for a period of three months."

The Dark Iron Dwarf who called himself Mufasa handed a contract to Sherlock. Sherlock took it. The content was similar to that of the blacksmith Simba. The only difference was that the name was changed to Mufasa and the job title was changed to Just a carpenter.

"What the hell? A new NPC? Why do I always feel that this NPC's name is taking advantage of the blacksmith?"

"Could it be that we killed Kramo and then triggered the plot?"

"There is a possibility."

The players on the side were chatting. The Dark Iron dwarf named Mufasa was obviously not very used to seeing so many goblins chatting crazily around him.

Sherlock was not in a hurry to sign the contract, and then walked towards the blacksmith shop with Mufasa, saying as he walked:

"Welcome, but the Eternal Kingdom is different from other places. You may need to pay attention to a few things. I will introduce you to an old senior who can teach you anything."

Although Mufasa is also a Dark Iron dwarf, he seems to be a relatively introverted Dark Iron dwarf. As they were saying this, they had already walked to the blacksmith shop. Just as Sherlock was about to speak, the blacksmith Simba had already put the hammer in his hand. He put it down, and then walked towards Sherlock enthusiastically, opening his arms towards Mufasa:

"Cousin! Cousin Mufasa! Why are you here!"

"Cousin! Cousin Simba!"

Mufasa greeted him enthusiastically, and the players behind him chatted crazily:

"What the hell? Mufasa and Simba are cousins?"

"Is there any copyright involved?"

"It probably doesn't count. It's not a lion, it's a black iron dwarf."

"What a treasure. The game copywriter is a genius at naming it."

Sherlock didn't care about the name, but he was more concerned about the relationship between Simba and Mufasa's cousin. After all, Simba once said that he had a cousin who was also a blacksmith, and he wanted to recommend him to him. Coming to the Eternal Kingdom, isn’t this Mufasa the blacksmith? Isn’t the jump from blacksmith to carpenter too big?

"Lord Sherlock, this is the cousin I introduced to you. He is very skilled! By the way, what is your profession?" Simba turned to Mufasa and asked.

"Carpenter!" Mufasa replied energetically.

"Yes, my cousin is a skilled carpenter!" Simba said proudly.

As if to show that his skills were indeed very good, Mufasa quickly took out a certificate that said [New Western Senior Chef Qualification Certificate]. Sherlock took it over and checked it. There was something, but this could not offset him. It was the fact that I had only recently jumped from blacksmith to carpenter.

"Mufasa, I welcome you to the eternal kingdom, but I also hope you can understand me. It's not that I doubt your carpentry skills. This certificate already shows that you are a qualified carpenter, but we have no wood resources now. Short There is no time limit, so you may need a trial period, which lasts for one month. If within one month, your skills are very good, I will upgrade you to a formal salary. During the trial period, you only need to do Just do your job as a good carpenter, and by the way, Simba will take you to see the food storage room, and there will be goblins to help you carry food ingredients every day."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he quickly modified the contract and added a trial period of thirty magic stones per month and a formal period of one hundred magic stones per month.

"Of course, no problem, Lord Sherlock!" Mufasa quickly signed his name on the contract, quite happily.

Sherlock also signed his name, and the two shook hands to complete the contract.

Blacksmith Simba took Mufasa around to see the Eternal Kingdom dungeon, and also told him some other things to pay attention to.

As for the players, some people were talking and dispersed, while others kept taunting Simba and Mufasa, probably because they wanted to see if there was any other plot.

Now that Simba is taking Mufasa with him, Sherlock is still relieved. He is still busy processing the update content to be released and arranging the beds to be delivered.

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