Elf Forest, Chosen City.
The Teleportation Array leading to the Demon Maze flickered with a gentle glow, and a few tall figures slowly erged.
Along with their appearance ca waves of weary sighs:
"Ah... finally a familiar sun."
"The Elf Forest is still the most comfortable..."
"I’m exhausted... How can those two new bosses run so fast?"
"But their stand-up cody was quite good, really interesting, and when they triggered the escape chanism and started pulling each other’s legs, it was hilarious."
"At least that silly new boss was a bit easier to handle..."
"Totally agree."
The players who appeared were none other than the Boxed al Squad of the ngng Committee.
Being the strongest pioneering team in the entire server, they were the first to team up and strategize the updated boss in the Demon Maze.
It took them four days in total to completely figure out the new boss’s chanics.
And after enduring four days, even though they were all silver-ranked veterans, a bit of fatigue was inevitable.
"That’s it for today. Everyone, disperse and rest. Hu Lu, rember to write the new boss’s strategy and upload it to the forum."
Boxed al, at the pinnacle of the silver rank, said to the other seasoned team mbers.
"Got it, Captain. Sister ow has been nudging several tis already."
Hu Lu laughed.
The team announced their disbandnt, and several players went off in different directions.
After playing for so long, they no longer lived together; almost everyone had bought a villa in a place they liked, so in Chosen City, so in Mountain Peak City, and so in Milovia, which had been very popular lately.
The old house in Chosen City, which served as their squad’s base, had been rented out and turned into a tavern, entrusted to an NPC by the guild for managent, and it regularly gave them dividends.
Now, they almost only gather here on etups or occasions.
Except for the Optimist.
He is the only player in the Boxed al Squad who hasn’t bought a house for himself yet, still living in the old house turned tavern.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but all his earnings were poured into a certain invincible hole.
Looking at the personal interface with its pitiful balance, the Optimist sighed slightly.
The poorest player on the server’s leaderboard, perhaps he’s the only one?
"Awoo~!"
A soft coo sounded, accompanied by a warm rubbing sensation at his pant leg.
Looking at the affectionate Little Golden Dragon rubbing against him, its scales becoming increasingly beautiful, and its deanor more and more graceful, the Optimist’s gaze softened gently.
"Oh well, let’s just say I’m raising a dragon daughter."
He reached out and lovingly petted the little golden dragon, Kristen.
"Let’s go, ho!"
He waved his fist.
Today’s Chosen City seed much livelier than usual.
On the streets, you could see many Frost Tribe elves.
Especially towards the direction of the central square, where the crowd was largest; nurous Frost Elves could be seen kneeling in the square praying continually to the grand World Tree in the sky.
Their expressions were very excited and devout.
Players have beco quite accustod to this sight; these days, many Frost Elves ca to the Chosen City every day.
They were pilgrims of the World Tree.
For these returning elves, players were very welcoming and quite happy.
Not to ntion anything else; just the sheer number of quest NPCs was suddenly increased massively, and quite a portion of them was of blue template, offering rich rewards upon completing missions.
More importantly, they were quite inexperienced when issuing tasks.
As long as you could butter them up, players could easily get low-investnt, high-return personal quests.
Moreover, compared to other elf NPCs, players felt these returning Frost Elves were more agreeable.
Their initial favorability was very high, carrying an inexplicable determination; their combat ability at the sa rank was exceptional, making them especially suitable as mission companions.
Not only that, but these Frost Elves did not resist at like other returning elves and quickly mingled with the players.
Having drinks and skewers with elf NPCs beca a common scene in the taverns of Milovia.
Instances where so returning elves got upset over players eating at and lost favor, almost no player had encountered this with them.
And there were reportedly over a hundred thousand such elves in Milovia...
Simply fantastic.
With so many new NPCs, there’s no more worry about quests being snatched!
The Optimist was also very pleased that the officials suddenly added so many NPCs. That eternally aloof official website finally listened to the players’ complaints. It’s known that the suggestion to add new NPCs had been brought up who-knows-how-many tis.
However, the Optimist felt there seed to be a bit too many Frost Elf pilgrims today, and many Frost Elves were wearing the sa clothes.
The Optimist thought they looked a bit like players’ starter gear but seed more upscale.
Moreover, besides the Frost Elves, he also saw quite a few elves from the Yan Sha Tribe.
Also NPCs.
Not only that, but he also saw so suspected high-ranking NPCs of the Frost Elves who were excitedly speaking with those elves, so elves even cried, hugged...
"What’s going on?"
The Optimist was a bit puzzled.
Just as he wanted to go over to see what was happening, the little golden dragon rubbed against his pants again:
"Awoo..."
The Optimist looked down, and then foolishly smiled:
"Hungry?"
"Awoo~"
"Okay, let get you sothing delicious back ho."
"Awoo!"
...
Returning to the familiar street, after entrusting the little golden dragon to an NPC specialized in taking care of magic pets, and exchanging all this ti’s mission rits into precious tals to give to the little one as snacks, the Optimist finally walked into the tavern.
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