My Players Are So Fierce

The joyful blind box time always passes quickly.

Although only two truly good items were placed in over 300 boxes, making the drop rate outrageously low, it was still more generous than some pay-to-win gacha games when calculated carefully. In fact, the little players weren’t at a loss.

The consumables Natalie put in the boxes were all “specialty products” of the Witch Hunters. Take the hunting sword oil, which had the highest “drop rate” tonight – a large bottle would cost 30 gold coins if purchased from the Adventurer’s Guild.

That’s a enhancement item concocted with secret techniques by the Witch Hunters’ alchemists.

Now that the old church has completely collapsed, you can’t buy it even if you have money.

So even if we calculate that each player has at least 30 gold coins as a bottom line, not to mention that most of those who came to open boxes had more than one key in hand. Plus, when you add in the fixed rewards of large amounts of gold coins and reputation from the main quest settlement of the “gnoll disaster”, as well as the equipment given by side quests constantly triggered throughout the entire quest, it’s enough to satisfy the little players who participated.

According to Murphy’s constant observation through the core bead throughout the entire event, after the end of this main quest, the equipment and skills of the 140 players in his hands had reached the level of “elite veterans”, which could already guarantee that they could fulfill their guiding responsibilities in the next wave of “new recruits joining”.

Only by having old players who have experienced real battles leading the way can the inheritance be orderly, and it will be more convenient for newcomers to start with experienced old players guiding them.

Murphy’s rule has already extended to the entire Transia. The next step is that little players can no longer only operate in the Count of Kadman’s domain. The Anderma Hills in the west and the Countess of Seicob’s domain in the north are all unexplored territories for them, and Murphy needs them to quickly extend his influence and the ruling system of the entire Crimson Citadel.

Thanks to the submission of the Countess of Seicob’s domain, Murphy will soon obtain a batch of spare player invitation quotas. According to the exact information obtained from Knight Valand and little Sharon, there are as many as 70,000 mountain people in the vast Seicob domain, which means Murphy will unprecedentedly gain 700 quotas at once. Plus the inspection of war refugees, Murphy is confident that he will gain 1,000+ quotas in the next month.

He has already made plans to throw out these quotas in the coming period. This way, by the time winter arrives in Transia, he will have more than 1,000 elite veterans.

You see, isn’t this snowball rolling smoothly?

However, the biggest problem now is that the mountain people have not yet been recorded as Murphy’s subjects, which makes the vampire lord guess that he may need to complete a “goodwill quest”?

Isn’t this just like having already seen a 15 million yuan villa, chosen an 8 million yuan car, and now just waiting to win the lottery?

“Well, the original plan to have 2,000 players before the Black Disaster arrives seems a bit conservative. I think I can set a more impressive goal, 3,000! This is a good limit.

An army of up to 3,000 people, composed entirely of little players.”

Murphy rubbed his chin and set a new goal in his heart. He walked out of the tent with Maxim, and behind him, ten Witch Hunter warriors carried out ten gorgeous clan treasure chests.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of the little players in the camp who were still in the “blind box excitement period”. Even without Murphy’s reminder, the top ten players in the points pool walked out rubbing their hands.

Eleven people came out even though there were only ten.

Well, this is because Old Tune and Cheche “shared the tenth place”. Old Tune had to ask for a “substitute” again due to his terrible luck, while Cheche felt his luck was on a roll tonight after opening something good.

He was confident that he could play another big game in the family warrior treasure chest in front of him!

However, he didn’t notice that playful and expectant look in Lord Murphy’s eyes.

As a reward he personally placed in the box, he could guarantee that neither Old Tune nor Cheche would likely have a “good mood” tonight.

For the vampire fun-loving lord, disappointment and joy were equally interesting emotions.

Trapped in this magical medieval-level world, Murphy really had too few means to amuse himself. Apart from playing offense and defense with Tris, he was left with only teasing little players for fun.

So under Murphy’s eye signal, Maxim knowingly placed a box with a “special mark” in front of the eager Cheche. Ten warrior keys were distributed, and Murphy also spread his arms and said loudly with a slightly weak voice:

“Transia is the home of warriors. For the actions of true warriors, this land has never been stingy in giving generous and rich rewards. Come on, my most ruthless, fiercest, and craziest warriors! Obtain what you deserve under the blessing of approaching midnight.

May the goddess of fortune favor you.”

The remaining little players unconsciously held their breath. They stared intently at these ten family treasure chests in front of them, which looked extraordinary just from their appearance.

Especially the old players were even more emotional.

Compared to the last time when they opened a “hole” in the outer layer of the treasury with a makeshift setup, the sense of ceremony for the settlement of this event was truly maximized.

“Click, click, click”

One by one, exquisite keys were inserted into the keyholes. Among the varied expressions of the top ten warriors, the impatient Cheche was the first to lift open the treasure chest.

“Swoosh”

Crimson light flashed out like a rainbow, accompanied by the bursting of exaggerated spirit ribbons and bouquets. This “box opening Special Effect” worth at most ten yuan made even Murphy twitch his eyes.

Okay, he did instruct Tris to make something “different”, but isn’t this too perfunctory?

At least create an image of a blood vulture spreading its wings to declare the majesty of the Blood Vulture, right?

Tris, this “million post-production” is really unreliable.

But the players didn’t mind.

They actually thought this Special Effect was great, but Cheche and Old Tune simultaneously let out angry curses. The two of them pulled out two items from the treasure chest.

A ghastly white ghoul claw one-handed war blade, and a round shield carved with a ghoul’s grotesque face using special techniques.

This thing even comes as a set!

With special 【Plague – Spirit Block】 and quite good 【Defense Enhancement】 affixes, along with battle enchantments personally applied by Lady Tris, although slightly inferior to the Undefeated and Unbreakable just opened, it has already departed from the realm of standard equipment and is considered a very, very good item.

Moreover, just looking at the crafting materials, one can guess that the original materials of this thing came from ghouls. It’s probably an “upgraded version” of the Blood Rat Gang’s reputation equipment, belonging to the equipment “leaked” from the next version that hasn’t been released yet.

But the problem is, Cheche is a Blood Inquisitor and Old Tune is a ranger hunter. Neither of them can use this defender’s stuff!

Damn, did they poke the old nest of shield warriors tonight? Why are all these defender’s things coming out? Is the development team hinting that the strength of shield warriors will be enhanced in the next version? Is the answer for the next version warriors?

“What kind of luck is this? At least give something usable!”

Old Tune couldn’t help but complain, but Cheche was even more exasperated:

“It’s clearly your notorious bad luck that infected my little red hand, isn’t it? I was still very red just now, my good buddies all opened rare items, how could I be black when I’m in the same dorm with him?

It’s you who made me turn black!

And what do we do now? No one can use it.”

“Don’t you have that warrior Niuniu?”

Old Tune glanced at the bunch of bastards who were already laughing hysterically behind them, waving his hand as if driving away bad luck and said in a low voice:

“Give it to him, give it to him.”

“Niuniu got Kenport’s flail and clan shield in the dungeon earlier, the Quality is much better than this thing! He doesn’t even look at this stuff at all. That Path of Mud and Oil guy also just exchanged the clan guard wing blade and heavy shield with his Veteran Badge this noon.”

Cheche said with a frown:

“Sigh, this is stuck in our hands.”

“Yeah, Midnight Beauty Hunting Crossbow! The silent assassination tool! I like it! It’s exactly what I need.”

Sword Saint Ashina next to them pulled out a vampire-style hunting crossbow from the box, which had also been mechanically modified by little Countess Sharon to have a rapid-fire function. Although Little Ashina has two hand cannons for close combat, she indeed also needs this kind of quiet and silent assassination weapon.

With the old unlucky guy setting the bottom line, the others no longer worried about embarrassing themselves and opened their boxes without any psychological burden.

For a time, all kinds of strange things like plague bone axes, razor claws, plague staffs, and ghost king cloaks were opened. From the names alone, you can see that these are a batch of “specialty premium equipment” made by Tris with materials taken from “Victim X”. Although the names sound intimidating, they actually have little to do with death spirit energy or evil forces.

Tris’s craftsmanship is truly commendable, making this batch of goods exceptional.

However, without exception, everyone else received items that their professions could use, except for two unfortunate souls. This scene made Cheche and Old Tune’s expressions even more miserable.

They all opened boxes the same way, so why did others get things they could use?

Could it be that the God of Misfortune had really cursed these two?

“Look on the bright side,” South Mountain Tiger’s Howl approached, carrying a bone double-bladed battle axe that emitted a chilling aura and had a cruel, violent appearance. He quietly comforted the two unfortunate old-timers:

“We all only got one item, but you guys got two weapons from one box. This is clearly compensation from the development team. In terms of quantity, you’ve hit the jackpot!”

“Well, why don’t we trade then? Our two for your one?” Old Tune asked, looking askance. South Mountain Tiger’s Howl immediately fell silent.

“Sell them to me, I don’t mind,” Sword Saint Ashina smugly tossed the Midnight Hunter’s Crossbow into her bag and popped another candy into her mouth. She clapped her hands and said to the frowning Cheche and Old Tune:

“My orchid doesn’t have a handy weapon yet. This pair of Foul Sword and Shield without faith and profession restrictions would be perfect for her. But as for the price, we’ll have to negotiate. After all, I’m bargain hunting, it’s not the same as buying directly. You two can’t ask for an arm and a leg.”

“Alright, alright.” Old Tune just wanted to get rid of the item weighing down his hand. Beside him, Cheche also wore an expression of bad luck. They settled the equipment trade in almost no time.

A 70-30 split of the profits meant the trip wasn’t entirely wasted for the two.

While they were haggling, the top three Grand Duke’s Guard Armors had also been distributed. Based on the different professions of Brother Mao, Sister Pomegranate, and Niuniu, they were given chainmail, leather armor, and plate armor rewards respectively.

You have to admit, although this was just an enhanced version of the Clan Guard Set, its eye-catching red and gold color scheme did give it a pleasing “midnight nobility” style.

It’s just that Sister Pomegranate wasn’t entirely satisfied.

She felt the color scheme was too flashy, not quite matching her pursuit of a low-key and reserved style.

Hearing that complaint, Murphy couldn’t help but roll his eyes a little.

You’re complaining about free food, do you know how much the lord has been racking her brains these past few days to prepare rewards for you? Sigh, we’ll need to find a clever person to be in charge of these things full-time later, otherwise doing everything personally is really not making this vampire happy.

With such grumbling, Murphy took the beautifully decorated weapon box from Maxim’s hand and presented it with both hands to the first-place winner of this hunting competition.

Brother Mao also politely accepted it with both hands.

Then he heard Lord Murphy say to him softly:

“You have become a new legend on the land of Transia, my warrior. Your name of valor has been sung in every corner of the night. I know of the agreement between you, Kudel, and Maxim. I am glad to see that the former Nantes Ranger finally has a true successor.

Perhaps, you are now qualified to become the second ‘Civilian Protection Officer’ on this land?”

“?”

Brother Mao blinked in surprise.

Although no profession note or Hidden Quest was triggered, he felt that Lord Murphy seemed to have some hidden meaning in her words. Could it be that after truly joining Lord Kudel’s ranks and becoming his warrior, there was a specific hidden profession that could be triggered?

He pondered.

But in the next second, he heard a cough.

Brother Mao looked back to see Niuniu standing with hands on hips, continuously making some kind of suggestive cough. This made the male warrior somewhat helpless. He had originally wanted to see what kind of famous blade he could get, but it hadn’t even warmed up yet.

Sigh.

Brother Mao simply didn’t unpack it, saving himself from coveting it. He casually handed the luxurious weapon box to Sister Pomegranate, fulfilling his private agreement with Niuniu and Sister Pomegranate.

Sister Pomegranate wasn’t polite with anyone.

After receiving the weapon box, she opened it under Murphy’s slightly surprised and subtle gaze. Niuniu beside her immediately let out an exclamation.

It was nothing else, this weapon was just too beautiful!

In the long weapon box lay a pure black straight-edged war blade. Its hilt end was decorated with unique Ebony Stone, while its rose-patterned cross-guard was quite simple and elegant.

But the focus was on the heavy “night aura” on this war blade. It was a unique power that was hard to describe, like a layer of night veil covering the blade.

Brother Mao’s eyes were full of regret; he clearly liked this famous blade that had slipped through his fingers as well.

But Sister Pomegranate, as if deliberately provoking him, grasped the hilt in a rather casual manner and lifted it up… Hmm, it didn’t budge.

Awkward.

The weight of this thing was obviously much heavier than it appeared on the surface. It must have been made with special materials and had a very peculiar power, seemingly unwilling to be used by the female warrior before it.

Sister Pomegranate was embarrassed for a moment, then used all her strength to lift it out of the weapon box with both hands. She swung it twice in her hands, and the blade, as if interlaced with black mist, left strange afterimages in the air.

Just like ink strokes splashed on white paper, these lingering blade traces looked quite peculiar and cool.

This commotion immediately attracted the attention of some little players who hadn’t left yet, especially Master Broken Blade and Hundred Forging Great Horse who came to join the excitement, their eyes wide with amazement.

Sister Pomegranate complained about how heavy this thing was, then activated item identification:

Name: Cold Night – Classical Calum War Blade

Quality: Masterwork – 【Famous Blade】Sovereign

Traits: Not viewable without binding

Special Effect: Not viewable without binding

Usage Requirements: 【Sword Master】and related professions, Strength ≥20, Agility ≥18, Perception ≥18.

Crafter: 【Tiandu – Hundred Craftsmen Department】Chief Sword Forger Night Thirty-One

Item Description:

【Salrokdar once fought alongside dragon-descended warriors from the Ancient Calum Kingdom on the battlefield of the 4th Black Disaster. This famous blade was a treasure he obtained when collecting the remains of a generous warrior who died in battle during one of those fierce fights.

Before going mad, the Blood Vulture Grand Duke knew how to appreciate valor, so he didn’t try to claim this eastern exotic sword saint’s blade for himself. He merely placed it in his treasury to reminisce about the war years of that grand era.

The peculiar power contained in this famous blade is scrutinizing you.

Regrettably.

But you don’t have the qualifications to wield it.】

“Are these attribute requirements serious? And with this damned profession restriction, I’m not on the path of a swordsman, which means I can’t use this thing even though I got it?” Sister Pomegranate inwardly exclaimed.

She immediately realized that this item wasn’t something players could use at the Black Iron rank. Just looking at these attribute requirements, even players specializing in swordsmanship might struggle to bind it when they reach the White Silver rank.

Needless to say, this must be another pie in the sky drawn by the development team for the players.

Here, we’ve given you a good thing, but whether you can use it depends on how hard you work.

“Hey!” Sister Pomegranate regretfully put the Cold Night blade back into the weapon box. Seeing Brother Mao turning to leave, she had an idea and called out to stop him, saying:

“I can’t use this thing. It has profession requirements that conflict with my established fighting style, so I’ll just keep it in my possession for now.

As long as you can defeat me three times and find me something of the same Quality, I’ll return it to you.”

“Three times, right?” Brother Mao turned back abruptly, his eyes gleaming. He said:

“Alright, I’ll remember that! Keep it with you for now. I’ll take it back with my own hands.”

“Hey, you two, enough with this ‘mutual admiration’ scene!” Niuniu, holding the weapon box, looked left and right. Seeing these two with sparks almost shooting from their eyes, he sensed trouble and stepped forward to stand between them.

He spread his arms as if to block the two’s eye contact, then turned his head to shout at Sister Pomegranate:

“Sis, our family traditions are conservative. We don’t go for this platonic male friend business. Don’t play any tricks, or if grandpa finds out, see if he doesn’t break your legs!”

“Shut up. If grandpa finds out about you and your paper wife, your legs will be the first to go. To be honest, I’ve already prepared a wheelchair for you, just waiting to see the drama when we go home for the New Year.”

“Don’t, don’t slander my innocence! And don’t say that, let’s keep game stuff in the game, okay? Don’t bring it into reality.”

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