My Players Are So Fierce Chapter 88:

Vengeful spirits are traditional “ghosts” in a sense.

They are tornted by the despair and pain at the ti of their death, unable to rest in peace, yet they crave that rest.

This conflict in their form of existence causes these vengeful spirits to be hostile towards all living beings from the mont of their birth, while viciously desiring for new souls to join them in experiencing the sa suffering.

Vengeful spirits are difficult to deal with.

They have no physical form, making them hard to harm with bullets and blades unless using spirit energy or flas. For more advanced spirits that retain all their intelligence but still hate the living, even flas may not be very effective.

Another threat from vengeful spirits is that these things never appear alone.

They are born in the ruins of massacres or ancient, long-neglected tombs, and once they appear, it’s absolutely a large group, aning you have to face the soul-hunting pursuit of over 20 vengeful spirits at once.

With such numbers, just the aura of death from the vengeful spirits piling up would cover the ground in an ominous white frost, while their shrill cries could make even veteran human soldiers tremble in terror.

But Murphy is a vampire!

Whether on the “Dark Creature Power Rankings”, the “Notorious Entities Rankings”, or the “Most Reviled by Other Life Forms Rankings”, their race ranks far higher than vengeful spirits.

As the saying goes!

Even among evil beings, there are levels of evil.

When Murphy and Maxim erged from the sewers, it was already dawn, and there were even diligent little players moving about and scavenging on the ash-covered streets.

And in front of Murphy as he poked his head out of the sewers, Sister Pogranate stood gaping at him.

Her expression showed that Murphy’s “popping in and out” here had left quite a psychological scar on this graceful young lady. It seems that even a handso vampire like the great Murphy isn’t dashing 24/7.

He crawls into sewers too?

Wait!

If even the great Murphy crawls into sewers, doesn’t that an there must be a lot of good places worth scavenging in the underground areas?

Sister Pogranate’s eyes lit up.

She felt that her clever and beautiful self had discovered another incredible hidden clue.

“Ahem”

Seeing Sister Pogranate’s expression, Murphy knew what this little player was thinking.

He climbed out in a dashing pose, dusted himself off, and summoned a dark spirit wind to swirl around him and Maxim, dispelling the unpleasant odors from their bodies.

Only then did he speak to the Sister Pogranate in front of him, who was holding a burlap sack ready to begin her daily scavenging:

“I have just conducted a reconnaissance of the city’s sewer system, my beautiful warrior. The situation is not optimistic! The ebbing of the Astral Shadows ans new dangers are erging. On any other day, I would ask you brave ones to help my subjects deal with those dark threats, but now is not the ti.

You still need further practice to adapt to more dangerous situations, and now I require you to imdiately proceed to the Witch Hunters’ camp for their training and evaluation.”

As he spoke, Murphy rummaged through his spirit bag, took out paper and pen, scribbled sothing down, and handed it to Sister Pogranate, saying aningfully:

“You are one of the few warriors I value most. Your precious ti should not be wasted exploring ruins. Go now, Lady Pogranate, and create your own miracle.”

With that, Murphy strode off into the dawn with Maxim, successfully diverting Sister Pogranate’s attention from the fact that he had just crawled out of the sewers.

anwhile, Sister Pogranate clutched the “letter of introduction” in her hand and stared wide-eyed at the quest that had just triggered before her:

【Hidden Quest ‘The Great Murphy’s Favor’ has been triggered!

Quest Description: It seems your outstanding performance has caught the Great Murphy’s attention. He has identified you as a warrior of potential and personally written you a letter of recomndation. Hurry to the Witch Hunters’ camp and report in.

Note!

With “Murphy’s Letter of Recomndation”, you can skip the apprentice evaluation at the Witch Hunters’ camp and directly seek tutelage from the formidable White Knight Sir Finoch Lawson.

Quest Objective: Trigger and complete the Trial of Strength: Black Iron Body within the shortest ti (15 days) to not disappoint the Great Murphy’s high regard for you.

Quest Reward: Reputation with Kadman Civilian Self-Defense Force, Blood Vulture Clan, Survivor Camp, and the favor of the Great Murphy.】

“???”

Sister Pogranate was utterly baffled.

Didn’t the veteran players say hidden quests were difficult to trigger? Why had she already triggered three in less than five days since starting the ga? Was it because the others had ugly faces?

“Little Pogranate, where are you? My two friends and I are online now. We’re at the ruins frontline, want to join us?”

Just as Sister Pogranate was about to leave, her player interface communications suddenly lit up, and she saw the cheerful ssage from Lumina.

Because she had to et new friends to play together today, this poor little girl who usually had to stay up late due to ti differences had broken her routine and logged in during the day.

“I’ll co find you guys.”

Sister Pogranate still valued her clever new friend very much.

She skipped along, turning to run towards the frontline, and sent a ssage to Lumina:

“Oh my gosh, I just saw the Great Murphy and Maxim crawling out of the sewers, and then to avoid embarrassnt he gave a hidden quest!

Tsk, the incurable pride of n.”

“??? Was it ‘The Great Murphy’s Favor’?”

Lumina imdiately replied:

“You got that quest too? It popped up right when I logged in. I asked in the group, and it’s not just you and , all 16 veteran players from the first test batch got it, but so far from the second batch it seems only you have.

But the Great Murphy crawling into sewers and stuff, are you sure? Would such a dashing and elegant NPC do that? Don’t lie to !”

“No way, I took photos as proof!”

Sister Pogranate sent a sly grin emoji, saying:

“I’ll post them on the forum later!”

“Crack”

Murphy, who had by now returned to the frontline, darkly crushed the apple in his hand.

Having obviously screen-peeked and seen the chat log between Sister Pogranate and Lumina, he then took out a handkerchief, elegantly wiped his hand, and produced a small black notebook.

“Spreading blackmail material about , huh?”

The Great Murphy narrowed his eyes, cursing inwardly:

“I advise you to be good, little Pogranate! If I really see that damn photo on the forum, be ready to beco a mber of the ‘Blackhand Gang’!”

On the other side, below Kadman City’s frontline, this area had completely beco a safe zone.

Not only was there Lady Tris’ alchemy workshop, but also a supply point from the Survivor Camp. A few blacksmiths and tailors had been dispatched here by Miriam, specifically to provide equipnt repairs and resupply for the Kadman Civilian Self-Defense Force and the Great Murphy’s warriors active in the city ruins.

Also, because players had scavenged massive amounts of money from the ruins with nowhere to spend it, leaving them with no real concept of its value, the “NPCs” stationed here were all raking it in hand over fist.

Naturally, their attitudes towards the little players were extrely friendly. Even if they couldn’t understand their words, normal transactions could be handled through gestures.

“Wow, this apple tastes exactly like in reality, and that crisp texture, how is that possible? Wuuu, I feel like I’ve really been transported!

My childhood dream has co true in this way!

Mom, Dad, I’m not going back to that boring reality!”

Next to Lumina, an adorable, short girl in beginner gear was munching on so apples.

She had a cute round face and a lively, energetic ponytail. Just her height was quite unfortunate, probably the shortest of all the current players.

At most 155 cm tall.

This was “Sword Saint Ashina”, one of the two lucky ones from Lumina’s private social group who got test slots. Her na alone showed this girl played dangerously.

And next to her was a tall, long-legged girl.

Her features were much prettier than Lumina’s or Ashina’s, at least 178 cm tall, about the sa height as the striding Sister Pogranate. Compared to the energetic Ashina still marveling at the realism of the ga, the seasoned traveler “Fatal Orchid Huahua” appeared much more composed.

She observed the various fruits the NPC had arranged in a basket, studying the overly detailed facial expressions of the NPCs around her.

Finally, her gaze settled on the ruins of Kadman City, now bathed in sunlight again after the Astral Shadows had receded.

“Typical dieval style, with different functional areas spreading out from the castle as the center. The towering city walls were to prevent enemy invasions and better protect the lord’s property. The lower city housed commoners and shops, while the upper city was structured into different residential areas based on hierarchy of power.

It’s practically identical to so European ruins.

No, this is evidently even more logical!

Damn!

Why no cara!

These photos would be enough for to get a good few freelance deals.”

Orchid murmured to herself, prompting Ashina, who had finished her apples and taken up a handful of malt candies, to roll her eyes, thinking the traveler’s occupational habit was showing again.

“Yo, two new friends, how are you both!”

Sister Pogranate ca running up, first hugging Lumina tightly and vigorously ruffling her silky long hair, amid the latter’s shrieks, then greeting the other two new friends.

The gathering of four girls naturally drew the attention of the other 18 people who had entered the ga this ti, but no one ca over to chat.

This wasn’t reality, so there was no urgency for flirting or anything.

This batch of 20 people inserted into the ga by Murphy still employed “internal recomndations.”

However, unlike last ti, Murphy did not include any recomndation slots from the original veteran players this ti.

They already showed a tendency to form cliques. While so healthy competition was good, Murphy currently needed to deal with the Blood Vulture Passage issue, so he couldn’t let the little players waste ti on jealousy and infighting.

“So you’re little Pogranate?”

Orchid looked Sister Pogranate up and down, her gaze finally resting on the latter’s buxom chest as she muttered:

“Where is she small?”

“Yo, hello there, little Pogranate. I’m…ahem, can’t use real nas in-ga, alright, just call Ashina.”

The petite girl was quite outgoing, imdiately shaking Sister Pogranate’s hand, but her 155cm height ant she had to look up to see Pogranate’s pretty face, which annoyed her a bit.

The next second, though, Sister Pogranate let go of Lumina and scooped up Ashina, giving her a fright as her legs kicked in the air.

“Wow, this little lady is so cute!”

Sister Pogranate exclaid wide-eyed:

“So the smarter the brain, the prettier the face that grows from it? Those doll-like strange eye colors, hey, cutie, are you mixed race?”

“Put down! You weirdo strong woman!”

Ashina yelled fiercely, prompting Sister Pogranate to shrug and set her down. Lumina imdiately explained:

“Ashina’s family is settled dostically now, but don’t underestimate her. This girl’s marksmanship is really formidable, probably because her mother has Texas blood and they actually have a farm, so it’s a family tradition of sorts.”

“Pfft”

Hiding behind Lumina, Ashina squinted her eyes, made a finger gun gesture at Sister Pogranate and mimicked firing sounds. This mischievous personality made Sister Pogranate even more pleased.

This was the kind of teammate she wanted.

“And this one? Not going to introduce her?”

Sister Pogranate turned to Orchid.

No need for Lumina’s introduction here, as Orchid stuck out her hand openly to Sister Pogranate:

“Just call Orchid. I’m a photographer. Heard you want to join our little group? I don’t mind, the others probably don’t either. We all hope for fresh blood, but Sister Concrete isn’t very approachable.

She’s the group leader, and currently has no plans to enter the ga.”

“Whoa, do I need an interview?”

Sister Pogranate scratched her head, saying:

“Why don’t I fly over to you guys? Getting leave from this new job is pretty convenient.”

“Can’t co, awoo.”

Ashina gestured seriously:

“Orchid is traveling in Antarctica, her parents won’t let and that weirdo et. As for Sister Concrete, if you went to her, you wouldn’t be coming back out.

It’s just on the outskirts of research, but it’s still in a military restricted area, awoo~”

“Yeah, in the group right now you can only et out of the seven of us.”

Lumina sighed:

“I’m the most useless of the seven. These girls are all hidden talents. Even the self-proclaid ‘perfect housewife’ Lady Aqua has at least two bodyguards following her when she goes out to buy vegetables.

Ah, marrying into a wealthy family is just different!

We’re all equally smart people, so why is there such a big gap in our lives?”

“No way!”

Ashina scoffed, hugging her arms as she snarked:

“We’re not as dumb as you! The average IQ of us five is 10 points higher than yours! If we count Sister Concrete, it’s 15 points!”

“Hey, you rude little beansprout are going too far!”

Lumina clenched her fist and bopped Ashina on the forehead, making her yelp and jump up. Sister Pogranate just laughed as she led the three towards the Witch Hunters’ camp.

At the frontline, Khaki Tony Tai and Path of Mud and Oil were “lecturing” the newbies, really they’d just taken a “New Recruit Guidance” quest from Miss Miriam, requiring them to provide an orientation for the new players.

“Listen up, you lot better be grateful, got it?”

The veteran-looking Khaki Tony Tai, clad in a slick soldier’s armor and shouldering his double-bladed spirit axe, clearly an elite model, shouted at the 18 little players gathered around him:

“The newbie village you see, the computation beads you’ll soon get as player interfaces, even the new job system you can learn right when entering the ga, we senior predecessors had to painstakingly shit and piss out all that for you newcors!

So hurry up and thank your seniors!”

“Hey, you’re getting more and more outrageous, don’t say such gross stuff.”

Path of Mud and Oil just wanted to finish this quest quickly so he could go scout the Witch Hunters’ camp.

Rumor was they had loads of “Witch Hunter self-used, 90% new” equipnt for sale over there.

Seeing the ranting Khaki Tony Tai about to channel his inner Underachiever Senpai, he imdiately cut him off, smiling at the curious new players:

“Co on, each take a burlap sack, go scavenge the ruins, then trade that trash with Brother Dump Truck in the Survivors’ Camp for so starter funds.

Make that circle and you’ll learn everything, aye aye aye! Don’t grope !

You’re a guy, I’m a guy too! And I must stress, I don’t like guys!”

“No, I just think your weapon looks really cool, glowing and all. Bro, can I touch your weapon?”

“No way! I traded my life for this. Don’t touch the armor either! You there! Don’t take off your pants, damn it! NPCs will fine you if they see!

New players, you don’t want to start the ga already in debt sweeping streets, do you?”