"No way! Lady Veylanther and Lady Yvette are very wealthy."
Yan Song retorted:
"At least a C ."
"Both of them are important NPCs, but this one just appeared, who knows what’s up with her... forget it, let’s get to work! I just heard Brother ow and Stick Brother discussing the rewards for this mission.
Apparently, there’s an outlandish rumor that Sir Murphy is preparing to give us power armor."
"What? Power armor! You’re kidding ! That thing, in the entire ga, only Wise Wolf has a set, and it’s a model specifically for Wolf People."
"You know nothing! If the developnt team doesn’t intend to list power armor as player equipnt, they wouldn’t design this whole system. Isn’t it said that this ruin is a weapon business base from the Golden Era?
There must be sothing good here!
Over at the Werewolf Players’ side, they only need to pass the ’Guardian of Creation’ selection to get exoskeletons, so we surely have similar task flows here. I admit getting power armor at this stage is a bit unrealistic, but even getting just an exoskeleton would be great.
Look at Orchid’s ’Hunting Crown,’ how cool it is!
With just one piece of equipnt, she’s beco the absolute No.1 on the current player strength list; Brother Cat and Sister Pogranate together can’t beat her.
Tsk tsk, I’m really starting to look forward to the reward!"
The players talked amongst themselves without paying much attention to the new NPCs being taken to see Sir Murphy. However, there were exceptions, like when the Umon Priest opened his eyes from ergency treatnt and saw a curious blue face.
A Sanghai girl.
She was circling the Umon Priest, accompanied by a Holy Beetle, attempting to touch the priest’s decorations representing Fierce Sun.
"Wow, you’re the legendary Fierce Sun Priest, right? Hello, Sir, I’m Teranova! I’m a Bug Trainer from the Bo Lineage, now enlisted in Transylvania to fight the Black Disaster, and my friends and I are also Lady Nephitali’s guards!"
Upon seeing the Sanghai NPC awakened, Teranova imdiately approached warmly and said:
"You look terrible, do you need to be transferred to Crimson Castle for treatnt? Little Mummy... ahem, I an, Lady Nephitali will certainly be delighted to see you."
"Nephitali? The chosen candidate of the Death Moon Society?"
Upon hearing news of his compatriots again in this place, the Umon Priest relaxed a bit. The Sanghai People are always united, so he didn’t doubt Teranova’s identity, and while removing his breathing mask, he said:
"I will visit her, but the war is not over yet. Fellow, please help up; I must et the master of this place. This... place of creation is a sacred land all Sanghai people must protect... Wait!
Why are there Werewolf People here! Who let them in? Guards! Where are the guards? Drive these savage creations out of this holy place! Every breath they take here is a desecration of the creator’s order!"
"Sir, don’t get worked up, you’re bleeding profusely, press it, lie back; those are all Guardians of Creation, the lost children returning to the road of the creator, at least that’s what they say."
"What? Werewolf People? Son of Creation? What a joke! We Sanghai People would never acknowledge such nonsensical claims! I... cough cough... I... uh... feel awful... ah!"
"Soone co quickly, Sir Umon has fainted from anger, hurry! Lady Shui, please co save him!"
With Teranova’s shout, several Shadow Trace Sect Martial Monk players imdiately rushed over to pinch the Umon Priest’s philtrum, and one guy was about to use Warrior Monk’s Qi to "heal" the Sanghai Commander. In short, after a chaotic scene, the Umon Priest, now injured for the second ti, was hastily moved to the nearby Teleportation Hall by a group of players to be sent to the R-9 base for treatnt in a professional healing bio-chamber.
Although Farwalker Headquarters has treatnt facilities, they were unusable due to long disrepair.
After this noisy situation, only Prince Filoseer and General Misoyan followed Lena to the main control center of the ruins.
This place is not yet open to players, thus very quiet. When the white chanical door opened, what greeted them was Murphy checking so log files in front of the control platform.
His back was turned to the duo, wearing heavy armor left by Salockdale, making him appear quite burly. The blood-colored cape naturally hung over his back, accompanied by Essential Evil, and a Stardom Giant Wolf dozed at his feet.
Above the control center, perched on the antenna array’s fra, was the Blood-drinking spirit vulture Revno, observing the duo sharply.
This entrance scene, even if not considering Sir Murphy’s true power, his positioning alone is enough to awe those with limited experience.
"Just a mont."
Without turning his head, Murphy said to the visitors:
"The extent of damage at Farwalker Headquarters far exceeds my expectations. I need ti to restart the control center here; this is a task requiring focus and knowledge, so I don’t have much ti to offer you both.
Please think about the questions you wish to ask and the answers you seek... Oh, by the way, how impolite of to forget to introduce myself."
His hands left the virtual keyboard before him, leaving everything to the mysterious "Eden" shadowing him, then turned around with hands on his back to face the downtrodden and disheveled Elf Prince and Human General.
His gaze lingered on Filoseer’s face for a few seconds, then he smiled softly and said:
"My na is Murphy, Governor of Transylvania and Count Cardman of the Blood Vulture Clan. I’ve been inford about what happened at Brass Fortress and Gorgon Mountain Pass, and I must say both of you have worked hard."
General Misoyan said nothing.
But his hand didn’t leave the weapon at his waist because a fearso and dominant-looking black chanical armor stood beside Murphy, and inside that steel destroyer-like armor sat a tiny Werewolf.
This figure stood as a guard next to Murphy, along with the vampire Lena standing on his other side, making this ordinarily handso vampire appear mysterious too.
As for the Elven General...
Filoseer noticed Murphy’s montary surprise when he saw her face earlier, and thus she asked:
"Have you seen before, Your Excellency Governor?"
"No, this is our first eting, Ma’am."
Murphy said softly:
"But I am certain I’ve t your relatives, not just once... Luna Christian Amagil, does that na sound familiar? You and her have faces crafted from the sa mold, it seems we must find an opportunity to discuss this matter.
Hmm, a conversation you cannot refuse."
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