"I still think that I should go to that person again. Or do something else."
The homeless child couldn't help but said, "I've only been on the account for more than an hour today... a whole day's game time can't be wasted here waiting to die."
"Don't talk yet."
Lin Yiyi stared at the void, and murmured: "Look at the forum! There seems to be news from the frozen water port."
The homeless child was taken aback when he heard the words, and opened the forum himself.
After regaining their sanity, the three of them immediately retreated to their stronghold—a beer factory that had been abandoned for many years.
Its location is in the west end of Roseburg, close to the wheat fields in the suburbs.
The surrounding area is quite sparsely populated, and the houses are very low and simple. It is completely different from the prosperity in the middle and south of the city... There are even very few patrolling forces around.
Probably because there really isn't much to steal around here.
It is past noon now. There are no players in the temporary stronghold who haven't logged in yet, all the players have woken up and left, so there is no one in the stronghold... If there is any place that is safest, then it is undoubtedly here.
Although it is called a factory, its footprint is actually the size of a mill. Some traces of machinery can be seen, as well as a small number of containers that were used to hold the "green fire"... and four or five huge wooden barrels that are empty inside and more than two meters high.
Other things that can be moved have already been emptied.
When the players found this place, these wooden barrels were already in tatters. The room was full of dust, and there were even dead rats in the bucket.
But there is no trace of life. It seems that even homeless people don't want to live here.
This feels a little strange.
After all, the players are here for the first time, and they don't know what is taboo here. But in general, it is at least windproof inside. If you close the door and light a fire in the house, it will be quite warm.
The players who came to Fort Rose this time were all men except Lin Yiyi. Therefore, the men who clean up the house after moving are naturally taken care of by the men. A dozen strong men with physical strength far beyond ordinary people work together, and they are completely cleaned up in less than half an hour.
Because the players needed a bed to go offline, they took out their weapons and dismantled a large wooden barrel after cleaning the place. Using some cotton cloth and ropes, I made some crude wooden beds that make people want to cry.
More like a canoe than a bed.
But players don't really need to sleep on it after all. Whether it is actually comfortable to lie on or not is none of their business.
And the players probably know it in their hearts. Most of the beds in this era should belong to the "uncomfortable" category in their opinion.
They don't even need to take off their clothes and shoes... they just need a warm, windless, sheltered place where they can go offline safely.
In order to fulfill the requirement of "successfully lurking" in the main mission, 18 out of 20 players will choose to go offline here at night, so that everyone can always take care of each other... instead of living in the city, once they are caught out There is nowhere to escape.
More than a dozen strong men whose strength and agility are far beyond ordinary people hold sharp blades and have mastered at least five years of military swordsmanship, squatting very densely in a hut—this is a horror game in a sense.
Imagine a police officer or a guard on patrol or someone who just doesn't feel right about this place. So late at night, I came alone, and opened the door of the room, which was locked in vain...
Then when I looked up, I saw a dozen strong men in full armor, practicing fighting and disarming silently in the room with candles lit; a girl with disheveled hair and a sword on her knee was squatting in a wine barrel and staring at the void. He gestured at something, and let out a weird laugh from time to time.
What kind of shock and spiritual impact this will be.
And the remaining two players didn't leave because they didn't fit in. They also lived here on the first night.
But they were born as anchors, and their social skills are quite good. In other words, the resilience of opening one's eyes and telling nonsense is very strong.
One of them, by some means, sneaked into the Viscount's mansion as a black household and became a guard. Successfully entered the enemy's camp.
And the other person is stronger—it took him a day to come into contact with one of the extraordinary powers of this world.
Yes, he joined the church very smoothly and became the deacon of Sir Silver. He was directly allocated a warm house in the church, and even brought free breakfast and dinner... The worst part is that he still has a salary.
Therefore, they naturally have other tasks during the day. No longer act together with other players.
Of course, information should be shared on the forum in a timely manner.
Because the task is time-limited and will fail, and these players don't say they are familiar with each other, at least they all know that the other party is reliable. Therefore, after the players get the information, they will upload it to the forum in time, open a post, and brainstorm.
This method of communication across time and space has indeed helped the players very well.
For example... Let them inform Don Juan Geraint himself in Frozen Water Harbor immediately about Dr. Gerald's information.
"—they're all coming!?"
After reading Jiu'er's post, the homeless child shrank his pupils and was very surprised: "The main mission... has been changed?"
Yes.
The 20 people who were originally staying at Frozen Water Harbor had the main task of "Defending Frozen Water Port", and they all suddenly became the same "Roseburg Calamity" as them.
"The information you upload may be more important than you think."
Delicious Wind Goose said in a deep voice: "I speculate that the NC you two caught may not be an enemy we can encounter at this level, but a leader who appeared after a series of mission chains.
"In other words... there is a high probability that you got stuck and skipped the level, kid god."
"… ah?"
The child looked bewildered.
He was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Then I won't be banned?"
"Certainly not. And if there are no accidents, the mission contribution of the three of us may be very high again..."
Lin Yiyi analyzed: "The doctor killed the child in such a way that he didn't want to be exposed. He should have some kind of need to hide his identity... which means that his identity cannot be seen.
"But the viscount has a secret connection with him, which means that he is roughly with the viscount. And now the viscount is in an opposing camp with us, so it means that the doctor should be the enemy we will encounter later.
"He can unconsciously hypnotize others, change their minds, and even curse and kill others silently. If he keeps hiding in the dark, then this enemy will become very difficult.
"But this enemy hiding in the dark was blown out by us."
Lin Yiyi affirmed: "I think the change we caused will probably make things much better—"
"... So, Mr. Gerald's discovery is probably a good thing."
On the other side, Annan was also explaining softly to Salvatore.
His voice was soft and immature, but full of wisdom: "Since we will face him sooner or later...
"I'd rather stand in the sun with him and have an upright duel."
The convoy from Frozen Water Port is heading for Roseburg.
In four hours, they will arrive.