My Players' Second Playthrough

It was completely dark, but Dawn Town was still bustling.

Yesterday morning, the big guys beat the hero-level boss to death.

Then, for the whole day, the players gathered in the new base, and together with the sister saints, they resisted the last remnants of the Celestial Army.

However, this large-scale battle felt a bit like a tutorial for beginners.

With the blessing of the demigod-level buff, there was basically no difficulty.

Anyway.

This mission was completed.

After the settlement, the top ten players in the Boss output each received a [Ember] as a reward.

And the ten players who killed the most minions received [One-hour experience coupon for "God's Favor"].

Ordinary players also earned a lot of experience, and most of them were promoted to the gold level.

It can be said that everyone is happy.

Last night, after the last celestial soldier was killed.

The NPCs who left the new base returned here one after another.

They only had two and a half days off, and they had to go back to the dangerous city to continue to get along with a group of guys who had reached the gold level in just two days.

These NPCs were working so hard, obviously they came with a mission, but the players didn't bother to care about that.

After a night's rest, under the leadership of several big anchors, the players took action spontaneously and set up three bonfires on the cliff in the north of Chenxi Town to prepare for a bonfire party.

They invited the villagers who had fled, the residents of the town, the three saints, and the God of Creation who was hiding in the office.

For the villagers, this was a welcoming banquet prepared for them by the apostles of the God of Creation.

The village's [chef] said that he would not let "There is already a way to die" intervene. This uncle with a reflective forehead insisted on preparing a feast for the heroes who saved the villagers.

After taking another look at the three truckloads of precious food brought from the city, "There's a Way to Die" sighed and left the cooking area.

Although participating in the cooking of this celebration banquet can increase the proficiency of his [Chef] secondary profession.

But let's relax tonight.

It's also nice to sing and chat with everyone in front of the campfire, just like camping when I was a student.

The experience of "There's a Way to Die" is not an isolated case.

Since the players don't want strangers to participate in their celebration banquet, they didn't hire any helpers.

Originally, they planned to prepare the celebration banquet in the evening by themselves.

The villagers who arrived in the town in advance directly competed with the players for work.

As for the old people and children in the village, they all gathered in the church, and together with the saint who was cured as if by miracle, they prayed devoutly to the loving God of Creation.

Camelia, the blacksmith, walked around Dawn Town for more than ten times, and she found that there was no special blacksmith shop here.

Although there seemed to be equipment repair services in the Chamber of Commerce.

But that is to send weapons with low durability back to the city and send them back after they are repaired.

Not to mention the time wasted, even the blacksmiths in the city are of average quality.

There is no reliable extraordinary blacksmith in the town of the Chosen One.

This won't do!

After all, Camelia is new here, and she wants to support herself and the villagers with her own hands.

Instead of always accepting charity from the Chosen One.

Not to mention, when she rebuilds the blacksmith shop, the unreliable guy Ba Zhaitian at the critical moment can come here to learn blacksmithing.

But there are not many buildings in the town, and all of them are taken.

The spire funded by the Magic Academy, the matchbox-like building of the Alliance Parliament, the gorgeous Gothic building of the Chamber of Commerce, and the church that the Saint Lady just built.

Basically, each building has its own unique architectural style, and you can tell at a glance what force it belongs to.

If she wants to open a blacksmith shop here, she can only ask the Saint Lady for help.

Camelia took a deep breath and walked into the church.

The setting sun shone through the stained glass windows, onto the benches on both sides of the central aisle, and finally onto the villagers who were praying devoutly, outlining dots of colorful light and shadow.

The air was filled with a faint scent of incense and candles. Candlesticks and flowers were placed on both sides of the altar. The newly made wooden furniture also had a pleasant fragrance of leaves.

At the end of the church, there was an altar built with golden wheat ears. The saint in nun clothes was kneeling in front of the hooded faceless statue with her hands folded and praying.

Her beautiful side face, like a dream, was sacred and quiet.

Even Camelia, who was used to it, couldn't help but hold her breath.

She swallowed her saliva, and waited until this round of prayer was over before walking to the saint lady and telling her thoughts.

"... Lady Epelia, this is what happened. I hope you can help me."

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The saint was slightly stunned. She pursed her lips and after a psychological struggle, she said to Camelia, who was 1.9 meters tall:

"Camelia, it's me, Aperia."

"My sister...is not here for the time being."

Hearing this, Camelia took a half step back, with an extremely embarrassed look on her face.

Since she was forced to flee the village, she has never spoken to Aperia again.

The other party was also tacitly avoiding her.

The two were obviously sisters who grew up together. No one did anything wrong that day, and there was no reason to blame the other.

But...

I just don't know what to say.

They just faced each other awkwardly until a chosen one came in, then they turned away tacitly.

This is not a place for quarrels after all.

In addition to the villagers who were praying, there were a few guys in scholar's clothes, holding paper and pen, recording something with the eyes of observing primitive people.

They said it was a research topic related to faith.

But these scholars made the villagers who were praying very uncomfortable. If they hadn't kept quiet, the villagers would have wanted to kick them out long ago.

As the sun set, the chosen ones also rushed over from all directions.

Several chosen ones were circling in front of the teleportation array in the center of the town.

They teleported to the teleportation point in the city for a while, and then teleported back again, not minding the cost of magic crystals at all, just like children who found a new toy.

There were also a few chosen ones who parked their illegally modified hovercrafts on the outskirts of Dawn Town.

I heard that they drove for an afternoon.

It is said that a guy had such poor skills that he crashed into a cliff and died on the way with his car.

Look, these Chosen Ones who just got off the car are blocking the entrance of the teleportation array, waiting expectantly for the dead Chosen One to teleport over, intending to laugh at him later.

Another truck drove over.

Several Chosen Ones secretly lifted the chassis of the truck, one on each side, and used brute force to secretly lift the truck weighing dozens of tons to the bottom of the cliff.

8 o'clock in the evening.

Three saints held torches and lit three bonfires.

Amid the cheers of hundreds of players and hundreds of thousands of cloud players, the players began the celebration banquet.