The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 679 - 506 Who Let You Play Galgame_2

Chapter 679: Chapter 506 Who Let You Play Galgame_2

As the Sublime Angel began persuading the shattered Alliance members to join the Black Knight Camp, Lind rode on the Subterranean Tunnel Worm back to Magic Land, contemplating whether to heavily feed this creature and then lease it out.

From then on, even Undead could "hitch rides" back and forth to Newbie Village in the Material Plane.

There are always some home-loving Undead.

"A mountain of materials, endless manpower, and more trouble than one can handle."

Lind felt he was just a high-end combat force short of unifying the Land of Beasts, although it seemed that for now, the Undead had eyes only for the round-faced Princess Magdalena.

A massive influx of Undead into Undead-led Newbie Village brought in huge wealth, particularly the extravagant coin distribution by Princess Magdalena; she’d pay anyone who joined, making the disloyal Undead flush with cash.

And this money, almost 80% of which ended up in Lind’s hands, was something the natives could never understand—the allure of a ’handsome,’ ’skilled,’ ’good-tempered’ cat to the Undead.

To make money, some Undead also played dirty tricks.

Join today, leave tomorrow, and then join again, trying to exploit this loophole to rack up money—though this behavior was quickly identified and prohibited, there’s no doubt such "bugs" greatly intrigued the minds of the Undead.

Princess Magdalena could be said to be the main "updater", constantly fixing and perfecting various bugs to avoid endless exploitation by the Undead.

In her cerebral battles with the Undead, she indeed gained many advantages.

"Offensive attacks? She wants to push the battle line bit by bit towards Misty Rain City?"

The false prosperity led Magdalena to make misjudgments.

Lind was indifferent to the cooperation between Magdalena and the Corrupt King; the uncle and niece splurged money, attacking other forces, and expanding their influence.

They even believed they had successfully excluded Lind, having the whole of Newbie Village under their control, endlessly using Undead as cannon fodder.

It seemed everything was progressing just as they envisioned.

The fearlessness of Mercenaries in facing death indeed gave off the illusion of power through wealth, especially since the round-faced Princess had previously been chased and was weak; now with her own forces for backup, she must be feeling quite inflated.

As long as the current version is still called [Black Knight’s Chaos], Lind can recapture the Undead whenever he wishes.

He is the toughest in this version; currently, no one can replace Lind.

He is now constantly enhancing his strength and influence, so that in the next version he remains relevant, becoming tougher, until the developers cannot ignore him and might even have to start or end new versions based on his ideas.

"Hope she doesn’t end up crying."

Being the unwitting benefactor to others definitely does not feel good.

...

Looking up at the blue sky, not a cloud in sight.

An Undead Team is struggling forward.

Starting from the Undead-led Newbie Village, they initially rode Scorpion Fleas, but after an unexpected incident on the road, they lost their mounts, and some were even sent back to their spawn points.

"I’m dying of thirst here, any water to restore my condition?"

"This side quest seems dubious, doesn’t it?"

"I think it might be better to..."

"Shut up!"

After resting briefly, they set off again, switching from talking aloud to texting privately—saving saliva to avoid dying of thirst.

"I have discovered another inconvenient fact about not being able to take off underwear."

"You want to learn from Flame Mountain, don’t you?"

"I have diabetes, it’s a pity you can’t taste the sweetness."

After all, it’s just a game; the sensation of mortality only comes from the gradual decrease of the health bar, and aside from irritation, everyone is quite calm.

[Beast’s Nest’s Bard]

[It is said inside Beast’s Nest resides a Bard who loves to tell stories; if you can find him and listen to his tale, he can offer you a dreamlike experience. Miss Donna Donna from the Wolf Town at the border of Wilderness Ruins heard this rumor and is dying to hear the Bard’s story.]

[Reward: A very special wolf fur brush, the origin of the wolf fur unknown, but retains the girl’s body scent]

The reward is quite ordinary, countless Undead have received this quest.

After all, accepting quests doesn’t cost money, completion isn’t important, but ignoring a quest just feels wrong.

An Undead could not help but sigh: "When will the map be open? I miss the times when the map was full of question marks, at least it allowed others to mark it, making our movement easier."

"There’s no chance unless Lind promotes the Crystal Tower."

The premise of promoting the Crystal Tower is for Lind to become a Lord. Many Undead, through fragmented bits of information, have deduced that Lind is at a critical stage; an attack on the Abyss will surely follow.

Even the people can’t be found; who knows what hidden plot was behind his recent appearance before he quickly disappeared again.

The Undead, unable to level up, could only find their own fun, and exploring the map was just that.

As for why this team stubbornly completed this pointless mission, it can’t be said that they are all fans of Furry... Of course, not entirely, although each person’s XP varied, those who couldn’t "take off their underpants" were still quite restrained.

The real reason is that many people had already completed this mission.

Look at Miss Dona Dona’s tail almost going bald, where did the wolf hair come from? Hard to guess.

Actually, they are plot-seekers, enjoying scouring and experiencing various immersive plots, and every time the Bard unlocks a special mini-instance for the Undead to enter, which is irresistible for those who experience the plot.

It was like their own character role-playing a complete adventure.

"It’s just a pity that role-playing is only experiential, and permanent rewards can’t be earned. Didn’t that guy on the forum become the King?"

Everyone envied but was happy with just a brief experience.

After going through many hardships and based on the comparison with the nearby geography, they finally found the Bard who was still in the area.

He was very handsome, holding a lute in his hands, with a smile on his face.

It seemed he was about to leave.

"Wait, we want to hear a story."

The Undead quickly rushed up.

The man’s face immediately burst into a smile: "Of course."

...

Misty Rain City, also known as Sunless City.

It is the largest human fortress city in the Magic Land, now completely fallen into chaos, crazily occupied.

The Old Nobility combined with shards of the Ring of Magic, can also be called ’Ring Knights’; Lind would not miss this place, but madness was not within his range of selections.

He just wanted to make a contact to see.

Lind stood in front of the gate that the Undead had attempted to break through numerous times but had ultimately been futile.

The towering, dilapidated walls seemed to cry to Lind, recounting how extreme the Undead had been in that war.

A suddenly popular topic about the ’Bard’ on the forum caught Lind’s attention.

"Has he shown up so soon?"

The elder with painted scrolls wasn’t found, but another aspect of the story speculator, the Divine Skin, surprisingly appeared proactively.

He was still a long distance away.

"He likes to tell stories and then let people role-play."

The man probably also knew that others possessing the Divine Skin would actively seek him out, so he kept moving. However, due to the urge to tell stories, or perhaps an instinct, he would stand still waiting whenever someone came to listen to the stories.

Lind knew if he hurried over now, the man would definitely run away; it was more convenient to let the Undead act as eyes to monitor him, and if a gentler method could be used to obtain the Divine Skin, well, his gentlest method was also to forcefully snatch it.

After all, no one would willingly hand over power.

He stepped into the city gate, as a huge figure actively rushed over, and the silent castle suddenly became noisy, with giant iron boots making rumbling sounds on the ground.

He divided his attention, drawing his long blade to engage with the guardian figure, while also watching the role-playing video of the Undead.

"Isn’t this my experience in Moonlight Kingdom?"

This ’Bard’s’ storytelling was somewhat unusually effective.

Looking further, Lind’s face darkened: "Well fine, true to your style."

His own episode, struggling both wits and courage, by forcibly getting to know four women causing the story to have loopholes, actually allowed the Undead to complete a galgame!

Well done, Bard, you certainly have a way to seek death.