The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 459 - 387 Equipment Transformation_2

Chapter 459: Chapter 387 Equipment Transformation_2

All the Undead sensed the problem—could the Great Rift be a late-game map in the game?

Not only did the Undead think so, Lind also believed it.

The fact that all Epic Level Catastrophe Executioners were corrupted indicated that the enemy was at least of Epic Level or higher. Boyd couldn’t say for sure what power the Rock King possessed; he had been cursed merely by being glanced at.

Unquestionably powerful, stronger than Lind.

Combined with the "Official’s" untrustworthy pre-update, Lind’s thoughts were reaffirmed—The Officials had a very weak control over this world and something unforeseen had occurred, prompting them to rush into open beta testing.

And the "unforeseen circumstance" must be related to the Abyssal invasion from the Great Rift—impenetrable, hence the need for the Undead to fill the gap.

It was a bit like the strategy games Lind used to play where farmers were meant to chop wood, and soldiers to fight. But for some reason, when the soldiers couldn’t hold, and the enemies stormed the base.

To protect the base, farmers had to abandon woodcutting to defend, knowing well that they were no match for the powerful enemies. Yet, they had no other choice—they either used the sacrifice of farmers to stave off defeat or let the enemies break through and face game over.

Once Lind stepped out of this world’s historical context and viewed the entire world as a game, treating The Officials as opponents, he realized he could see the nature of the problem more simply.

However, his opponent likely didn’t care about him, a minor ant.

Several Kingdoms had already fallen to the Abyss’ onslaught. If this were a game, Lind would appear very insignificant within it.

...

After returning to the fortress, Lind wasted no time and immediately placed a sign outside.

Passing Undead glanced at it and then found themselves unable to move on.

"Equipment Transmutation?"

Lind would perform the equipment transmutation, endowing weapons with more special effects.

"Lind is actually a part-time Enchanting Blacksmith!"

The Undead who had farmed the Scavenger Abyssal Set were merely curious; they had equipment and had no need for transmutation.

What’s a proper game without blacksmithing and enchanting?

Ganges River!

"Brother De, what’s the price?" someone actively inquired.

Lind pointed to a sign that had just been erected beside him.

More and more people gathered, the ones behind pushing the ones in front.

"Read it out loud for us!" someone shouted.

So those at the front read out loud so those in the back could hear.

Others took screenshots and photos, uploading them to forums so that the Undead of the Rand Kingdom could see for themselves without needing to queue up.

"First-time transmutation can give your equipment special effects to choose from, including [Dragonization], [Iris Flower]. Success rate is not 100% and depends on the material."

"First-time? Are there enhancements as well?" someone immediately caught on.

Lind looked up at the person.

Now getting smart with answers; you look well-suited to sit in the Lord’s seat.

But Lind couldn’t immediately offer enhancement features. Who would enhance equipment just for money? You need various materials, and beyond that, enhancement vouchers.

Moreover, the plot must progress to a certain degree; Easy gains are never good.

With the resources at hand, Lind was determined to utilize them to the fullest.

"I want to try transmutation once, Dragonize."

An Undead decisively presented his weapon and removed all his equipment.

He had a Dragon Transformation Greatsword from the battle at the Golden Throne, which had a negative emotion buff that could instill fear in enemies it struck.

If he donned a full set, could he directly cosplay as Dragonized Soldiers?

Lind beckoned with his finger, deducting directly from the person’s military merits.

The so-called transmutation was, in fact, using Curses to pollute equipment.

"Come back for it tomorrow," Lind said with a wave of his hand.

"Can’t you just do it now?"

"It takes time; wait."

It’s a seller’s market; I’m an NPC—when have players ever been able to demand NPCs speed up their work? We’re all just lines of code, understand?

Lind suddenly thought of something—could he introduce an equipment transmutation speed-up voucher?

But it was just a fleeting thought because he had no contact with The Officials and couldn’t enjoy any benefits, making many ’pay-to-win’ methods unnecessary for him.

To Game Officials, disrupting game balance doesn’t matter because their primary intent in creating games is to make money. The revenue from whales’ spending is their main profit. As for game balance—how important is that, really?

But Lind wasn’t after money; he was no sequence of code; he sought in-game resources, which were purely about effort and time.

Despite not seeing how Lind operated, more and more Undead chose to entrust their equipment to him, even fearing he might not accept it.

How could they suspect the Official NPC, the former Newbie Village Chief during internal testing, of swindling us?

Lind harvested a hefty toll as desired.

Being out of points and military merits, the Undead who couldn’t rely on old achievements had no choice but to go out and fight desperately.

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

William, with all his gentleness, had already begun exploring the Great Rift and even attempted to delve into areas unreachable by the Undead.

The Great Rift, with unstable ledges and cliffs, was dotted with many inconvenient mounds and platforms not suited for resting one’s foot.

Below lay an unfathomable abyss where even dropping a rock would elicit no echo.

At least a Great Knight was required to tread here; an ordinary person couldn’t even manage to shift their footing on the platforms.

After descending for roughly half a day, one would land on a paved area.