My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 99 - 99 37

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Longing to Go Home_1 After three days and two nights of rapid travel, Murphy’s caravan was once again drawing closer to Cardman City, according to their current speed, they would arrive in half an hour.

The contour of the big city, located on a plain not too far from a river, nestled among the hills, was entirely visible to them.

Over these past two days, the game players had become accustomed to logging in freely and planning their gaming hours wisely.

They would leave a “sentry” online, so that once the caravan arrived at a village or stopped to rest, others could log in, to avoid wasting the precious playtime while traveling.

The postures adopted by the players when they were offline were quite peculiar.

Murphy once went to see for himself.

They lay like corpses on the two big wagons reserved for them, looking like people sleeping— occasionally snorting or turning over— and their sleeping poses were uncannily realistic.

This proved that after enabling the function of the players to log in freely, these guys were able to maintain their entities in this world for a long time.

Murphy speculated that these “entity projections” might absorb the free spiritual energy floating in the world to maintain their existence.

He didn’t know how the function worked yet.

In Lady Phemys’s Psychic Notepad, there were detailed explanations about summoning spells.

While they might not be directly applied to players who were special summons, Murphy guessed the principle should be similar.

“How do you find the company of my warriors over these two days?”

It was a cloudy day without the annoying sun, so Murphy, bundled in a hood, sat in the moving carriage, chattering casually with the driver, Maxim.

At Murphy’s question, Maxim frowned, then spoke:

“Not so good, Sir Morphy.

I admit that your warriors are very energetic, as if they never get tired, but they’re too bothersome and wacky.

“They followed me even when I was using the restroom yesterday to see whether I also excrete…

“Whenever I am free, those guys crowd around me, asking me weird questions with that damn Calculating Pearl of theirs.

“They seem particularly interested in my personal life and my white hair.

I find it very annoying.

“It was only when I sent them on errands using the method you taught me, that I could finally get some peace.”

“That’s just how they are, full of curiosity but lacking caution,” said Murphy with a sigh.

“Despite my warnings not to bother Miss Phemys, a few daring ones still flirted with Phemys last night.

They were suspended in mid-air for a full half hour, tied up with spiritual energy by Miss Phemys.

“But you have to admit, they have a talent for running errands, right?

“They always manage to find what you need in the shortest possible time using their inexplicable methods.

“What’s the progress of their swordsmanship training with you?”

At that question, Maxim, who had looked displeased earlier, suddenly sighed.

He spoke somewhat gloomily:

“Sir, it took me a whole half month to master the Eagle Blood Swordsmanship and three years to master all the weapons techniques.

And your warriors, they have only trained with me for two days and don’t seem serious at all.

“Yet, they have already grasped the essentials of the Eagle Blood Swordsmanship.

“Last night I saw them using immature but already well-formed swordsmanship to drive away the Wolf People bandits who were attracted by the food.

Compared to their learning skills, I feel like a total idiot.

“Are all people from another world as smart as them?”

“Not necessarily.

There must be fools on their side too.

Fortunately, we don’t need fools,” Murphy replied casually.

The players learned skills fast, not because they were all martial arts geniuses, but purely because of their 1.5 times super growth and learning power, creating an illusion.

This modification must have been made by the testing admin system when shaping the player template.

Otherwise, if it really took months like with Maxim to learn a set of swordsmanship skills, it would take forever to play the game.

The realism and hardcore elements that players expect, and the convenience and laziness they desire, do not conflict.

Fine-tuning the balance of the two is the core of whether a game can attract people…

If this world is indeed a game.

“I have just mastered a new style of swordplay.”

Standing up, Murphy patted Maxim’s shoulder, saying:

“Once we are back in Cardman City, let’s practice.

There is half an hour left.

Stop dawdling!

Speed up and return as soon as possible.

I’ve had enough of sleeping outdoors.”

“Yes, Sir.

I too am looking forward to returning to the city.”

Maxim chuckled, snapping his whip to speed up the carriage.

Murphy, on the other hand, strolled leisurely on the carriage rooftop as if he was on flat ground, making another graceful jump to land on the rooftop of Milian’s carriage.

The redhead was also bothered by the “passionate” players who were hunting for hidden triggers of old quests everywhere.

She’s savoring the rare leisure moment now.

As Murphy descended, she suddenly asked,

“Murphy, can I hire your warriors to escort me to Charldo Harbor?

“They’re really passionate.

It’s as if they would do whatever I ask them to with enthusiasm.

I prefer them to those morose mercenaries.

“They are simple, energetic, kind and passionate.”

“They can be as evil as devils, Milian.

And for now, no.”