The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 299 - 253 "I’ll Buy It!

Chapter 299: Chapter 253 "I’ll Buy It!

My Riff didn’t lose his Catastrophe Warhorse, but the Volcano Monster Bird was gone.

The Officials of Star Dragon City explained that over the past year many wars had occurred, and some Catastrophe Warhorses and Volcano Monster Birds had perished in these wars.

"A day’s update, and you’ve really spun up a story, huh."

He felt somewhat annoyed yet helpless, because no matter how you looked at it, they were fleshing out the world setting. In his eyes, though, this addition seemed rather unnecessary.

It’s slightly irritating when the game officials tamper with a player’s personal assets at will.

As for data loss, he hadn’t really considered it—it was just a day’s time, how could the game possibly lose data? The most likely reason was to project realism, randomly drawing the unlucky ones, with himself being the one who got drawn.

He had no choice but to buy another monster bird. This one was much bigger than the previous, still featherless, but with wider wings and sharper talons. When its wings spread, they were two sizes larger than the former bird, and the wind generated by its wingbeats when taking off could knock over an unprepared adult human.

The first thing to do after getting a new pet, of course, was to make some accessories.

"Wow, they even have the same accessories as Flame Tumor Alex!"

Flying Dragons had not been made available yet, and many were speculating that flying mounts would definitely be released, but there were also those who said it was impossible. Regardless, the Flying Dragons of Star Dragon City were undoubtedly among the coolest NPC mounts that the Undead could access at the moment.

Everyone loves to dream, what if it could really be fulfilled.

My Riff suited up his new pet with a set of new accessories, including Golden Armor, foot rings, and golden fetter chains for the feet. An ugly, featherless monster bird was quickly transformed under heavy gold investment into an ugly, featherless monster bird that shimmered with gold.

Thanks to successfully acquiring the Heart of Calamity from a Magic Potion ingredient box, My Riff was promoted to a Sun Knight. The advantage of being an old Undead was being larger than the newer ones, having resources from early in the game made for very rapid development.

"Can you learn skills?"

It was the first time My Riff heard of learning skills. In the past, when changing professions to Two-Headed People, Rune Messenger, and Wizard etc., although abilities needed to be learned, it felt more like directly using the power obtained from Magic Potions.

Knights could go to the military to pay for and sign up for training, while Wizards could study knowledge related to Magic.

After paying, he went to the barracks.

"Lord Riff," My Riff recognized the man in front of him, the Great Knight following Lind, except that he now looked worse for wear, not wearing Armor but draped in a long robe, and using a cane to support himself.

"My Riff?" Riff recognized him and greeted him with a smile.

Each NPC treated each Undead differently, and their attitudes were closely related to the actions of each individual, which is why many players preferred to abide by the law.

They were like old friends.

"It seems a lot has happened over this past year," mused My Riff.

Just how large was this update.

Each NPC he encountered along the way had a changed model. It was a huge amount of work, in his view, no different from making a new game.

Just how many developers did "Sphere" have.

"Are you here to learn some combat techniques from the Great Knight?" Riff said, patting the Undead on the shoulder, "I’m your instructor."

"All right!"

Combat techniques included the simplest basic combat thinking—shield-blocking, charging, quickly getting up after a fall, and so on. The teaching was very basic.

My Riff learned quickly, not because he was extraordinarily talented, but because as a Great Knight, he could master the motions and use his own physical prowess to forcefully accomplish the goals.

Riff saw this and didn’t say much, he just emphasized, "These movements will save your life, make sure they become part of your fighting instinct."

They had already become part of his fighting instinct.

Having parted ways with the game, sometimes he couldn’t help but use it, and now the people around him all knew he was very good at fighting, possessing great combat strength.

"Yes!" the Undead nodded.

"Then, next is one of the powers Lord Lind controls, which is also used by the Sun Knight to channel and release the power of their flames."

"Clore’s Explosive Flame?" I blurted out hastily.

This skill has always been for sale in the skill shop, but it was useless to buy it if you didn’t drink the Sun Knight Path Magic Potion; without the power of flames in your body, you naturally couldn’t use it.

"Correct," Riff nodded. "This power is very strong, but before you learn it, do you possess these two skills? If not, you can also purchase them here."

Lind’s unique way of thinking about making money was gradually influencing every one of his NPCs.

In some instances, Lind was very generous, often half-selling and half-giving things away, and what he gave were items that the NPCs considered very precious, while what he sold they felt were completely useless, such as ornaments.

In other instances, Lind was particularly stingy, like the current "skill selling," where he would arrange for someone to teach the skills, but the skills had to be bought by the individual.

There were many more similar maneuvers.

To this day, Lind’s most famous move was "mystery boxes," making the Undead complete quests to earn points, then using the points to open boxes through various troublesome methods, with contents determined by the Lord himself – similar to gambling, yet not quite the same.

With gambling, at least there’s losing and winning, and some tricks, but at the very start, you know what you are betting on. Lind’s boxes, however, were different; you had no idea what was inside.

There were too many people lining up to give money.

After the "mystery box" event brought enormous profits, Lind also arranged tasks for many people; basically, anyone with a name could get involved, but basically no one could understand the logic behind it. It’s not that they didn’t understand the concept of mystery boxes, but they didn’t understand why the Undead were crazy about spending money on those things.

The value systems of the two sides were completely misaligned.

The only one who could barely grasp this strategy was Miss Miko; reportedly, her new Magic Potion Material Box event earned the Lord’s high praise and created tremendous value for Star Dragon City.

Here "value" meant the Undead spent their points lavishly, then worked frantically to earn more without getting much in return.

Some also asked Miss Miko about the logic; however, she was also confused, simply stating that she thought the Heart of Calamity would be key, that the Undead would definitely rush to buy, and indeed they did, because Lind had made the Heart of Calamity a necessary ingredient to exchange for the Sun Knight Path Magic Potion.

He wanted to collect points, and he wanted the materials too.

At first, Miss Miko thought stuffing everything into mystery boxes for the Undead to choose from would suffice, and she had calculated that the value of the Magic Potion materials she’d put in the boxes was about 500 times more than their selling price, and that was including a complete Heart of Calamity; without it, the disparity in value would be in the thousands.

The huge profits made Miko dizzy – in this era, who still hoards goods like a hamster? The meager savings from being stingy couldn’t compare to what she earned from the mystery boxes!

But what she didn’t expect was that, in doing so, she was still deemed inconsiderate by the Lord, who demanded that she add a "guaranteed prize."

Miko didn’t understand. Wasn’t it better for the Undead to have a harder time drawing the prizes? The longer it took, the more she would earn. However, if there was a guaranteed prize, the cost to the Undead would be sharply reduced.

Out of every 20-30 draws, a Heart of Calamity was guaranteed.

So even now, all NPCs still didn’t understand Lind’s thinking.

You’d say he’s stingy, yet he could slash the profits from a thousand-fold profitable mystery box event to just a hundredfold maximum.

If you call him generous, he doesn’t plan to let go of even the small amount of money from teaching new skills to the Great Knights.

The Undead who were unblinkingly opening boxes would certainly not be stingy when it came to learning skills.

To learn new skills, the instruction had its price, the Skill Book its own.

The Undead thought it was very reasonable!

I, determined not to lose, declared, "I’ll buy!"