Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
Chapter 115: Information
It seemed to be in response to their guild leader’s call, and all the brotherhood players of the Black Armored Camp let out a roar.
“If you’re brothers, come to the Black Armored Camp.”
“Through wind and rain, the Black Armored Camp awaits you!”
The player “Call Me Arin” raised one fist high above his head and roared:
“Brothers! Our slogan is!”
“Train your muscles!”
The players of the Black Armored Camp held hands.
Full of camaraderie.
“Leisurely Brother, did you hear that?”
The player “Call Me Arin” gazed affectionately at Leisurely Moment, his eyes like a sliver of starlight in utter despair.
Just like the moment your equipment failed during reinforcement.
That faint glimmer of light.
“Women make you cry late at night, microtransactions bankrupt your wallet.”
“Gacha makes your family fortune collapse, reinforcement makes your heart weary.”
“In the end, they are all external things. Why not join me in some♂fitness PLAY?”
Leisurely Moment’s mouth twitched slightly.
He probably understood what was going on with the players of the Black Armored Camp. Looking at these IDs, they seemed familiar.
Through countless bleak days and nights.
They sat at the entrance of the castle’s backyard, crying over their broken equipment, their tragic appearances serving as a warning to other players.
Don’t be gamblers!
Leisurely Moment suddenly felt his somewhat tired body filled with renewed strength.
His muscles didn’t seem to need further enhancement, so he directly rejected “Call Me Arin’s” invitation.
“Uh, I’m sorry.”
“I’m already preparing for the Dragon Knight class change this week. Dragon Knights just need to join the Azure Dragon Society, so your fitness club will have to be skipped.”
Leisurely Moment felt his refusal was well-reasoned and tactful.
However, “Call Me Arin,” the leader of the Black Armored Camp, did not think so.
“Leisurely Brother, you are too focused on appearances. Hu-cha, hu-cha~”
“Call Me Arin” spread his strong arms, his shoulder muscles intertwining to form a vague character that looked like “talent.”
“Everything in the world can be used for fitness. What’s wrong with being a Dragon Knight? Oh yeah♂”
“Let me tell you, hu-cha, hu-cha~ Even a dog, a rabbit, or a chicken, as long as they have dreams, can have strong muscles.”
“Look at my guild brothers, how happy they are~”
Leisurely Moment turned his head and saw that the players of the Black Armored Camp were indeed quite happy. They held hands, with excited smiles on their faces.
The brotherhood of men, forged in the heat of passion.
For some reason, Leisurely Moment faintly smelled the scent of chrysanthemums.
“No, no, I’ll pass.”
“You guys go for it!”
Leisurely Moment cheered for Call Me Arin.
Then, he quickly retreated from the strange guild leader, Call Me Arin, as if fleeing. All that was left was a resentful Call Me Arin, pouting coquettishly.
Xi Wei, after all, was a qualified king.
How could he only enjoy himself on the road? He wasn’t that kind of person.
He wasn’t just enjoying himself lying on Connie.
Although Connie had activated her constant temperature, windproof shield.
Although Ruo Yi’s fair and tender thighs behind him were fragrant, bouncy, and soft.
Although the honey biscuits Loli fed him were delicious.
But Xi Wei swore.
He had still allocated 0.1% of his mind to the players.
For example, he was listening to the conversation between Leisurely Moment and Call Me Arin.
“System, can players improve their physical attributes through exercise?”
【Ding! Of course, but the system has never recorded such data. After all, the system believes that the possibility of players exercising is extremely low】
【Unless they are stimulated】
Xi Wei thought to himself, weren’t they stimulated? Before he released the version announcement, how many of those players had their equipment blown up?
Some players who were originally at +5 masters, due to having too many materials, went to Connie for a gamble.
Good heavens.
They were instantly back to square one.
Thinking of this, Xi Wei couldn’t help but stroke Connie’s soft scales.
Only the spot where he lay was soft.
This was Connie’s doing.
“Mmm. *whimper*, Darling, you’re so naughty~”
Connie’s娇滴滴 voice echoed in Xi Wei’s mind, like a feather brushing against him, tickling.
“Heh, you perverted dragon.”
Xi Wei remained unmoved, even stroking her a couple more times.
“Daddy, the swift pigeons are here~”
Connie saw several swift pigeons circling outside the windproof shield and knew it was something urgent, so she didn’t act mischievous at this moment. She immediately let these little guys in.
The pigeons flew, somewhat dazed, in front of the King of Winter. Their small, bean-like eyes looked at the other pigeons, a little confused.
Didn’t Master only have one swift pigeon?
Why were there so many swift pigeons here?
Perhaps they flew in from somewhere else?
Gu Gu did not understand.
As a trainable Tier 2 flying magical beast, its intelligence was limited, and it could only recognize simple things. For instance, the man called the King of Winter in front of it was one of its favorite humans.
Xi Wei removed the copper tubes tied to the swift pigeons’ legs one by one, and he couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness.
The South Continent had already been covered with the Magic Essence Network.
Magic teleportation arrays were everywhere, and his Winter Kingdom was still relying on swift pigeons for communication.
It was like the difference between a beggar and a king.
But this was unavoidable.
The North Continent was rich in knights but lacked mages.
It had been called a barbaric land by countries in the South Continent for seven or eight centuries.
Over time.
To avoid being called barbaric mages.
And to gain better development opportunities, more and more talented mages born in the North Continent ran to the South Continent to live.
The information in these copper tubes was all the same.
Alence was as cautious as ever.
The contents of the sheepskin scrolls were not only completely scrambled but also encrypted with special characters. Only he and Clemon in the entire Winter Kingdom could understand them.
“Third Prince of the Orc Royal Court, Perro Hammerfang. Height 1.74 meters, weight 73 kilograms, weapon is a Grandmaster cleaver… Likes to lick feet and write poetry??”
“Emmm…”
Xi Wei frowned.
He realized the matter was not simple.
What a strange hobby, damn it!
If it weren’t for his complete trust in Alence, he would have suspected that this information was incorrect.
“He commands 531 Desert Dragons, their color is earth yellow, so I hope Your Majesty will disguise your dragons in the same color to avoid exposure… Hmm…”
This was easy. He could ask the players to roll around in the swamp later.
He had looked at the map before.
Near the border between the Orc Royal Court and Andor, close to the Solendo Mountain Range.
There was indeed a small oasis.
They should be able to find a swamp there. If not, rolling in the mud would suffice.
Xi Wei continued to read.
“Kobold Legion of 31,478. Among them, 8,563 are female kobolds, and 457 are cubs.”
“Weapons are generally old long swords, knives, and clubs. They wear leather armor, and like to lick feet, pick their butts, and some even like to throw feces???”
Seeing this.
Xi Wei painedly covered his face.
It must have been hard on Alence.
He could already guess how frustrated and tormented Alence was while collecting this information. The more detailed the information, the more it illustrated the suffering.
He decided that when Alence returned to Winter City.
He would definitely confer him the title of “Martyr”!
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PS: Brothers, please follow. I’m participating in a competition QAQ. I need to sleep, I’m so sleepy.
