The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 411 - 348 of Magic Ring Weekly, Open Beta is Coming

Chapter 411: Chapter 348 of Magic Ring Weekly, Open Beta is Coming

Lind initially thought the so-called favorability feature should be a very reckless way of observing by drawing from one’s own spirit.

It was more than reading minds, because it had to be quantified.

However, as more and more undead began to surround him and started engaging in those bizarre "favorability farming" activities, he realized things were completely different from what he had thought.

This was a blessing effect.

Because there were so many gazes, Lind could distinctly feel a minuscule blessing effect on his spirit rapidly stacking as the undead’s eyes fell upon him.

"Using curses or direct probes makes people wary, but if it’s a blessing, indeed it won’t attract much attention."

This blessing also didn’t provide any tangible benefits, it could only be defined as a "blessing," and it was related to his emotional state, not his.

He was certain it related to emotions because of his "Dragonification Syndrome." Those struck by the Dragonification Syndrome Curse fell into various negative emotional states. Lind, however, had never been affected due to the constraints of the "Golden Oath Badge" combined with the continuous devouring by the "Serpent Ring Emblem."

If that was the case, it was manageable.

But he still needed to experiment.

Lind stopped and observed the nearest undead, someone he had never seen before, probably a newcomer after the beta test 2.0.

The character was designed to be very strong and even resembled him, even having the same hairstyle.

He remembered one of the Newbie Villages, "Windmill Village," which boasted about a barber with skills akin to that of a master sculptor. Looking at this, it wasn’t just hairdressing, it was clearly plastic surgery.

"Your name, Soldier."

"I am Horus, sir!"

Horus? Isn’t he bald! First apologize to me, then go apologize to Horus!

But Lind, remembering his purpose, said, "The ongoing long battles have drained much of my energy recently. If you can sing, I wouldn’t mind listening."

"Sir, I can sing!" The undead Horus exclaimed, bursting into song, "Oh oh ah ah eh eh..."

Now you’ve got one more person to apologize to.

"Hahaha!" Lind laughed. Keeping it abstract is right, if these guys weren’t abstract, the whole world would be abstract.

[Your action has earned Lind’s affection, favorability +3]

"I’m going, +3?" The undead improvising his song paused, then sang even more vigorously.

"3 equals +3?" Lind sensed clearly, leaving three marks on what seemed like a musical score.

As the other party sang more joyously, even to the point of being ear-piercing, Lind quickly called for a halt.

[Your action has earned Lind’s dislike, favorability -1]

The undead behaved.

Shut up.

But as he quieted down, other undead crazily crowded around, and the lines extending from each person surrounded Lind.

"Sir, if you’re feeling down, do you want to see a burning cup? I’m a professional at that!"

"Sir, let me tell you a story!"

"Sir, sir!"

To validate his own thoughts, Lind also chose to either increase or deduct some favorability points from the undead.

It was certain, initially everyone’s favorability was at 0. He saw several undead he had interacted with a long time ago, like Flawless Legs.

Their default favorability towards him was 21.

"What are they doing?" Lania looked ahead at the gathered crowd, Lind distinctly standing at the center.

Then Lania saw a group of powerful undead, capable of slaying Calamities and defeating the frenzied Old Nobility, doing all sorts of unexpected actions before Lind.

When the undead noticed Lania, a portion immediately branched off towards her, but they were stopped by soldiers before they could get close.

[Your action has earned Lania’s dislike, favorability -1]XN

A series of notifications immediately cooled the undead down.

Shoot, favorability might be useful, but it seems a bit unlikely that favorability is actually useful.

However, after being broadly disliked by Lania, they at least learned how to behave a bit better.

...

Goliath was being rebuilt, spectacular buildings cloaked in a cape of sunset red.

Lania stood atop the wall of the Royal Palace, from this position she could see to the southwest, where Lind and Dragon King Kote fought to death, the massive crater slowly being filled in.

The sunset vanished on the horizon.

Footsteps approached from behind, Lania turned to see who it was, the only person who could come up here without announcement in the entire country was Lind.

"What brings you here?" Lania turned back, her gaze dividing the land lit by the red light into a pattern of yin and yang, watching a few corners where torchlights flickered.

The war had finally drawn to a close.

As the protagonist who had taken the stage uninvited, Lind had completed a magnificent performance.

Countless people would praise his name.

"I see you don’t seem in good spirits." Lind spread his hand, in his palm was a glass bottle.

"Candy?"

"Made by the undead, don’t underestimate those undead. If there were no wars in this world, they would undoubtedly be the most outstanding talents in various fields, and of course, they still are." Lind took Lania’s hand, poured one piece into her palm, then passed all the rest into her hands.

If it weren’t for the inappropriate style, perhaps Lind would also want a cigarette, or even a drink, but one can’t be inebriated while chatting.

Lania popped the candy into her mouth, the rich flavor of honey and milk brightening her eyes.

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