The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 234 - 203: The 2.0 Era Arrives

Chapter 234: Chapter 203: The 2.0 Era Arrives

[Accidentally triggered a passive skill, not bad, see image.JPG]

Lind looked at the highly praised post that topped the forum, his expression unusually serious.

This was an undead named "Still Talking Tough," who was casually boasting to others about the passive skill he had acquired.

[Fire Gecko Crest (Unique)]

[Fire Resistance +5%, Maximum Health +5%, Insanity Resistance -10%]

[Has a certain chance to spawn an aggressive fire gecko during attack]

[Note: Each undead can only obtain one crest]

Compared to Lind’s Melting Furnace Crest, the so-called Fire Gecko Crest seemed utterly useless.

But it was definitely a crest, a watered-down version of the many crests he owned, yet even this watered-down version set off alarm bells in Lind’s mind.

The power of a crest was directly related to one’s noble bloodline and family name, like the "Sons of Ronan," who were ordinary people possessing combat power and attributes comparable to a BOSS because they were once taken as foster children by Baron Ronan and granted the power of a noble surname.

According to "Still Talking Tough’s" explanation, he encountered the "Fire Gecko Party" and was invited to join them, then taken to the "Crimson Bullhorn Arena," where he saw a general bound by a magic circle to a chair, donned in golden armor.

After an inexplicable ceremony, "Still Talking Tough" successfully acquired this "not bad" passive skill, making it the only passive skill in the game beta till now.

"Crimson Bullhorn Arena? Isn’t that Black Gold’s territory?"

Crimson Knight · Black Gold, originally named "Crimson Knight," was a noble with a fairly obsessive character and a fondness for bloodshed.

Being the third son in his family, he had no eligibility to inherit a title, so he couldn’t play with Lind.

Lind had also heard of that arena, which often pitted fierce creatures against humans in clearly mismatched battles.

However, from the screenshot of the undead, the figure sitting in the chair looked vastly different from the image in Lind’s memory, at least sitting, he was over two meters tall, well beyond the range of normal humans, and standing up, he would definitely be over four meters tall.

If the one trapped was the Crimson Knight, the situation might be worse than Lind imagined, and the so-called Fire Gecko Party might have already mastered the method of extracting crests from the Old Nobility.

As a Red-Name Monster, he even had to constantly worry about being captured.

But the Crimson Bullhorn Arena was to the northeast of Goliath, and for him, who hadn’t even crossed the Snake Catcher Fortress yet, even if he wanted to have a chat with the Crimson Knight, it would be impossible.

Meanwhile, the tribe of Green-Skinned People on a long march fell into crisis.

Not long after leaving Star Dragon City, they realized they were being followed, which the Green-Skinned People didn’t find strange; if it were them, they wouldn’t just let a strong group wander freely in their territory.

Recalling the terror of the bipedal flying dragon, Sitan and Sharuba decided after much hesitation to keep a greater distance and definitely not return to the abandoned port; they still had to pass Star Dragon City to reach the Upstream Highlands, not knowing if this action might lead to misunderstandings.

As they were conflicted, they realized that members of their group were disappearing.

They checked in the morning and noticed some people were missing, apparently several after a headcount.

It was normal for the Green-Skinned People to act loosely, and it wasn’t unusual for some to wander off.

But by the afternoon, the number of missing individuals had increased.

After a night, the sharply reduced numbers truly started to panic Sitan and Sharuba.

What was going on?

Another night fell, and Sharuba and Sitan pretended to sleep, staying awake for most of the night without any incidents occurring, just when they thought it was indeed an accident, a Green-Skinned person got up to relieve himself.

"I’ve been spotted!"

"Go!"

After a faint noise, the Green-Skinned person who went to the toilet disappeared without a sound.

Sharuba and Sitan, who were close by, widened their eyes and quietly turned to look at each other, they could roughly confirm that those who preyed on the solitary Green-Skinned were the undead from Star Dragon City.

But why take such action?

If you want to kill, you could do it in Star Dragon City too, with that dragon watching, no one would dare resist.

No one could answer this question, the undead, significantly outnumbering the green-skinned people, were very patient and did not initiate an attack, simply hiding in unseen shadows.

Until another green-skinned person went to relieve himself.

"I’ve been discovered too!"

The green-skinned people were terrified, wondering just what was going on!

They wanted to jump out and shout to just go ahead and kill or maim them, but after thinking for a long time, they still did not dare to act.

Moreover, after some hypotheses and research, it seemed that as long as they did not actively discover them, the green-skinned people would not be killed.

It seemed that a peculiar understanding had also formed between them.

Under constraints, the green-skinned people became more honest, would not act on their own, and absolutely would not go to places where people could be hiding. They almost had to hold hands in carrying out every task.

"I need to poop!" shouted a green-skinned person as he walked forward, pointing, "Right by that rock there! Right by the rock!"

And right in front of the green-skinned people, three undead were hiding, bent over.

The number of undead who had taken up the tracking mission was simply too many, resulting in almost every conceivable hiding spot being occupied by them.

"Not good, we’re about to be discovered. Attack now?"

One rule of game stealth is: If I kill those who discover me, then I am not considered exposed.

"Wait, don’t attack yet, the green-skinned person said he’s going to the rock, let’s head in the other direction!"

"Hiss, is this what stealth tracking is? Truly thrilling!"

"Although I must say, are these green-skinned fools not realizing they’ve been reduced by more than twenty?"

"This is a stealth tracking mission, as long as we are not discovered, it’s fine, but I see it’s already causing their disturbance. In order to not fail the mission, we must control it and not kill too many."

"As long as we move quickly enough, we won’t be discovered!"

...

When the undead came to report the information from tracking investigations, several days had already passed.

They had not received any useful information from the green-skinned people, because after several attempts at "stealth," they ultimately could not resist killing off the green-skinned people, with only a small number of them successfully escaping. The tracking mission had naturally failed.

Lind’s mouth twitched, but he still gave a certain amount of points as consolation.

The limited-time free period at Morena’s Pond had ended, so with those points, go grind for a while, and once you get into it, you’ll definitely spend points to continue.

The wasteharbor had temporarily been listed by Lind as a no-go zone.

Lately, he had also been busy. Setting aside the Snake Catcher Fortress, Dome was researching a teleportation magic circle, which left Lind filled with infinite speculations, and he provided a significant resource tilt toward Dome.

Including part of the use of energy cells stored by the mechanical magic arrays.

To operate all functions of the Golden Lion Badge, the energy supply beneath Star Dragon City was barely maintaining. This was still with undead selling their energy before logging off each time; otherwise, Lind truly would have to organize all NPCs to make their contributions.

He also put forth his own ideas to several wizards, for instance, whether it was possible to complete energy transformation. Now with Flame Tumor Yakirian, the two-legged flying dragon constantly emitting flames, if they could convert this heat into stored energy, the energy problems would definitely be resolved.

However, his conjectures were deemed too fantastical even by Dome, impossible to achieve.

Subsequently, as someone clueless about magic, Lind also ended up taking a complete course on magic theories, which he couldn’t understand at all.

Apart from the teleportation circle, Morena, walking the path of necromancer, was speeding up, Mico was making Hero Magic Potions for Lind, and Brittany was trying to advance to high-ranking wizard.

Then there was the Cyclops’ cave.

Those Cyclops definitely appeared out of nowhere.

But all this had not yet been investigated.

Lind received a hurried message.

The official 2.0 update was coming!

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