[Tomorrow_Light: Your breasts are gone! Your sword is gone! Your number is gone! ! !]
[Shadow Story: Adding without modifying? ? This programmer is worshiping the heavens]
[Reading Bookworm Q: Are you finally going to open V? I already have a premonition of a bloody storm!]
[Weikong Anyuan: This is a game where even buildings require players to build them brick by brick. Now do we even have to dig the land ourselves?]
[Crimson Wing Feather: I feel relieved to see the first and second beta players being exploited in this way.]
[Three Fresh Rice Bowls: Dragon Clan Online Game Recruits! Anyone who comes please send us a message on WeChat! There is a monthly subsidy!]
[Take jujube pills: Stop talking, I am the man who wants to become a legendary gladiator]
… …
In the subsequent comments, most of the players' attention was focused on the two new gameplay modes of V and Guild, but there was not much discussion about the new areas that were about to be opened.
While Sherlock was reading the comments and replies, a group of players were already rushing to the Lord's Hall outside. However, they were not looking for Sherlock, but Blue.
They want to hold a guild.
The leader is the first test player Umekawa Kuko, and the twenty or so players following him are also first test players.
It costs 100 silver coins to create a guild. For the first beta players, it may be a bit difficult for a single player to come up with so much money, but if so many players come together, there will be no problem at all.
The procedures for creating a guild were not complicated. After they gathered 100 silver coins, they gathered together with Umekawa Kuko, signed a total of 90 people, and then submitted the application and named it—
… …
The mining pick suddenly swung down and hit the hard gold steel ore, making a "clang" sound.
On the edge of half of the commercial planning land, a group of players in underpants were banging away with mining picks while still chatting:
"Oh my gosh, the first beta guys are rich."
"Two hundred copper coins an hour for us to help them mine and open a guild station is really stupid."
"The first test players are all rich, do you know it now?"
Dozens of players are mining here and chatting at the same time.
Nearly a hundred people came rushing behind them, followed by a first-test player, and the first-test player shouted:
"Okay! All of you, this batch, come down and it's time for the next batch!"
"Wait! Boss! Let me dig for another hour! I can still dig!"
The group of players who were digging immediately shouted, but the first test player immediately said:
"You have all been digging for an hour. Your physical strength has decreased a lot, and the speed is definitely not as fast as it was at the beginning. If you want to dig, just sit down and rest. You can come back later."
As he spoke, he urged them to come down quickly and leave the mining picks behind. Those were all rented by the first beta players.
Soon, another group of mining players changed.
Sherlock was sitting in the core hall, watching the second-test players in the crystal ball being pulled in by the hundreds. From several directions, they were working for the first-test players to dig out their first guild location.
Although there were still many players working hard in the dungeon, Sherlock still felt strange when he saw hundreds of people being dragged away to dig up unimportant guild points:
"These guys can always find openings from all angles? Or... are they thinking of ways to fight me? Is it so difficult for them to honestly pick up a mining pick?"
Sherlock asked Blue.
"Sir Sherlock, in the game, it is very common for rich people to use their money power to hire others to help them solve some laborious and time-consuming tasks. After all, money is used to do these things." Blue said sincerely said.
Just as Blue was comforting Sherlock, a fire suddenly burned in the core, and then two letters were spat on Sherlock's desk.
Sherlock picked up one of the letters, which was mailed from the Northern Underworld Arena.
He picked up another letter, which was mailed by Professor Bacon from the School of the Dead. Sherlock opened Professor Bacon's letter first.
[Dear Lord Sherlock:
I'm really sorry to disturb you during your busy schedule, but no testers have come to participate in the graduation project for five or six days. The college is very worried about whether there is something wrong, so let me ask, and also ask Sherlock Don't mind, adults. If you have any questions or difficulties, Sir Sherlock can discuss it with me, and I will try my best to organize and coordinate. -bacon]
Sherlock put the letter down and asked:
"Didn't those first-test players go to the dungeon after the second test?"
"No one is going yet, Lord Sherlock." Blue quickly replied:
"Because the second test has just started, they are busy taking care of the newcomers, and they are busy digging for treasures in the ancestral ruins. And most importantly, they are all doing job transfer tasks. Sir Sherlock, please take a look."
After Blue finished speaking, a task details prompt appeared in front of Sherlock:
[Task name: Goblin Road
Mission description: Smart, cunning, agile, and strong, the goblins of the underground world possess these excellent qualities. Although each of them is not the most outstanding, they are definitely quite balanced. To become a goblin, you need more than just being able to move bricks...
Requirements for receiving: Prestige level five or above
Mission goal: Weapon proficiency level 3 (0/1)
Number of daily tasks completed (0/60)
Clear any dungeon number of times (0/5)
Turn in silver coins (0/10)
Mission reward: Obtain the qualification to become a goblin, go to the Lord's Hall and find Lord Sherlock to receive it]
After Sherlock finished reading, he said:
"No problem."
"No, Lord Sherlock, there is still a problem." Blue said:
"Because among the entire first test player group, except for one person, no one has reached the reputation level of level five or above."
After Blue finished speaking, a picture appeared in the core. In the picture, Yucha was working hard in the flower garden, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"This is the first test player. His reputation has reached level six. In the past two months, this player named Yucha has never died once, let alone rebuilt the character without any bones left. And other players, or More or less, they have all rebuilt characters, and currently they have the highest reputation, and none have reached level 5 reputation, but there are already some at level 4."
"If you go to clear the dungeon at this time, if the team is destroyed and you have to rebuild the character, although the reputation will not be cleared, the reputation value will be deducted. In order to reach level five as soon as possible and receive the mission of [Goblin Road], They have been busy doing some relatively safe tasks during this time, such as digging for treasures in ruins."
Blue continued:
"By the way, thanks to this mission, most of the magic items that were originally hidden by the first test players have been exchanged for us. I have instructed them to store the exchanged items in a special place. .”
"I see, there is no good solution." Sherlock nodded, then took out a pen and paper, wrote an address on the paper, then took out the powder and ignited it.
Burned the letter to Bacon.
"Sir Sherlock? Can you write an address?" Blue obviously didn't understand Sherlock's operation very well.
"It's just a gathering place for some poor female students. This is not a problem. Bacon will handle it for me." Sherlock didn't say much. He then took out another letter and opened it:
[Dear Boss Sherlock:
First of all, on behalf of all the employees of Northern Underworld Arena, we would like to express our gratitude for your support of our work. We have received your letter. You are a big boss with thousands of Goblin gladiators. We value you very much, but please understand the special nature of our industry.
We are very interested in your proposal of a gladiatorial battle between Goblins and Giants, but we need to conduct some simple assessments on you.
If it is convenient for you, please lead your fifty Goblin gladiators to our gladiator arena within ten days to accept the assessment. We will arrange a suitable level for your gladiators to appear. .
Looking forward to your visit. —Northern Underworld Arena]
"It seems that things are going very smoothly. We only need to bring some players to participate in a performance. After passing the assessment, we can let the players participate in this type of gladiatorial competition or performance." Blue said.
"I thought my opinion would be adopted directly, and I could get two waves of players to compete and count money. I didn't expect that there would be an assessment..." Sherlock crossed his arms and thought for a while, then said:
"And the fifty gladiators seem to doubt my strength."
"After all, they are goblins, and not many can become gladiators." Blue said:
"Lord Sherlock, how do you choose these fifty players?"
"Just pick the fifty people with the highest weapon level. They will definitely pass anyway. I have great confidence in them." Sherlock continued:
"It feels like a pre-mission for Hidden V. Let the fifty most powerful people participate. Just reward them with some reputation and game currency. The time is set to start at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Lord Sherlock, I think it's best to postpone the time for another day." Blue suggested.
"Why?" Sherlock asked.
"Because it will be Sunday in another world in another day, and they will have relatively more time."
"Then let's do it." Sherlock nodded and said.
———
A goblin wearing black armor sat up in a room full of goblins.
On the top of his head was the word [Arthur].
At the moment he woke up, a line of words appeared in his mind:
[Call of the Arena: The beginning of competition!]
(py recommends "Transformation Animation Girl". This is a transformation story, and it seems that it is still a transformation story. If you like transformation stories, you may want to check it out.)
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