The scene before them left them speechless.
It was sowhat acceptable for Straw Man to wear Hawaiian beach shorts.
But when Mossy Mushroom put on the sa pair, it almost covered its entire body.
The waistband was pulled up to its face, leaving only two eyes exposed.
The most outrageous was Sla, whose bikini turned into an eye mask, making it unable to see the ground and needing Straw Man to push it along while rolling.
"Master, you just don’t get it!"
"Boop boop boop!"
Hearing Ree Shil’s questioning, Sla transford.
It turned into a paper figurine beauty.
Now, its swimsuit seed to serve a purpose.
"We’re at the beach for the first ti, don’t you understand the atmosphere?"
Mossy Mushroom pulled down the waistband to expose its mouth.
"Alright, alright, as long as you’re happy," Ree Shil said as he shook his head and looked around, "Where’s Straw Man?"
"It went over there, beep~"
Sla pointed to the distance on the sandy beach.
There, Straw Man had already mingled with a few tourists, even hugging and holding them.
Those tourists were of different species, but it was clear they were all female or feminine.
Only one that looked like an alien was hard to determine its gender.
"This guy does have a talent for flirting," said Mossy Mushroom, shaking its head as it walked into the water and suggested, "How about we have a swimming competition?"
"Hehe."
Ree Shil crossed his arms, revealing a confident smile, "When it cos to swimming, you guys can’t possibly beat ."
"Have you ever heard of the saying, ’Sail far, blue sky is all we see’? It’s about us Mushroom People," Mossy Mushroom retorted confidently.
"Sail far? Sounds a bit ominous," Ree Shil sneered.
Unexpectedly, his words ca true, and the competition ended abruptly, without a winner, when Mossy Mushroom had a cramp in the water.
When Sla transford into a lifesaver and rescued it, it had almost turned into pickles.
The team-building event lasted three days, during which they explored all sorts of places in the small coastal town.
During this ti, Straw Man changed its female or feminine companions every six hours on average, astonishing everyone with its strange charm.
On the evening before their departure, Secretary Brown organized a bonfire party for all the employees in the Card Club.
Around the bonfire, everyone happily danced to their respective species’ traditional dances.
In particular, the Blue-skinned Supervisor’s dance was surprisingly unique.
Ree Shil was confident that he had never received as many middle fingers in his life as he did that night.
Finally, the most anticipated raffle segnt of the bonfire party arrived.
The grand prize - an Instance entry - might not be sothing everyone wanted, but no one could deny its value.
It was well known that dungeons obtained through Dungeon keys had a high probability of being of better quality than those randomly matched dungeons.
In the end, thanks to Secretary Brown’s secret manipulation, Ree Shil and the others successfully won the dungeon entry.
Surprisingly, Sla, the golden mber, also won.
The four of them, along with the Show Director, Secretary Brown, and four other lucky ones, beca the ten confird participants in the Instance.
With that, the first Card Club team-building event since Show Director took office ca to a successful conclusion.
After returning ho, they worked for a few more days before gathering at the Card Club for the ten-person Instance when the cooldown tir was up.
Ree Shil had been at the Card Club for over three months now, and although he often slacked off and skipped work, he had practically t all of the employees.
The other four in the team were from the Coach Group, Logistics and General Work Group x2, and the Service Group.
One of the general workers was a machine lifeform with a round, trash-can-like body and four wheels, nicknad Sweeper Machine 2.
Sweeper Machine 1 was Straw Man, who also served as Mop Machine 1, Window Washer 1, Dishwasher 1, Delivery Machine 1, because it willingly did any odd job.
There was also an uncle from the Hopper Tribe nad Footsign Footsign, simply called Footsign, who was also part of the general worker group.
In Ree Shil’s hotown Blue Star, they were known as zombies.
There was a bird-headed person from the Coach Group called Parrot.
There was a fuzzy Lucky Lion Man from the Service Group, who usually had an explosion hairstyle because it was hard to manage, so everyone called him Blast Head.
Show Director grouped them together, allowing Ree Shil to see everyone’s levels.
Straw Man, Mossy Mushroom, and Sla’s levels hadn’t changed, remaining at Level 2, Level 2, and Level 6, respectively.
Sweeper Machine 2 was Level 17.
Jumping Uncle was Level 15.
Blast Head was Level 17.
Parrot was Level 25.
Parrot from the Coach Group had a significant lead in levels over the other three.
But the levels of Secretary Brown and Show Director were even higher.
Despite being busy managing the Card Club, Secretary Brown didn’t fall behind in Instance training and, having awakened earlier as an indigenous person, had now reached card player Level 30.
Show Director was even more exaggerated, at Level 35, truly worthy of being the Card Establishnt Director.
Ree Shil heard that as card player levels got higher, they beca harder to improve.
Oftentis, spending a year or half on an instance would only result in a one or two-level increase.
"Is everyone ready?"
After confirming that everyone was ready, Secretary Brown took out the dungeon key for this run.
The key really was just like a bulky key, about as thick as a sugar cane, covered in blue light circuit patterns.
"I’ve activated the key, everyone just click confirm."
As he turned the key, rows of information popped up in front of Ree Shil who had clicked confirm.
[Team structure detected]
[Dungeon key detected]
[Team and key successfully matched]
[Instance opening...]
[Instance Na: Isolated Outpost]
[Instance Participants: 10]
[Suitable Level: None]
[Ti Ratio: 1:1]
[Follower cards: 10, Equipnt cards: 3]
"Wow, 10 follower cards!"
Mossy Mushroom, who was standing nearby, exclaid in surprise first.
After experiencing the last dungeon, it and Straw Man now had only 13 cards in total, almost not enough.
"Don’t worry, when we go in, you guys just need to lie low."
"Let show you what it’s like to be a level 30 card player."
Curator Show waved her hand, seemingly prepared to demonstrate her strength today.
However, as soon as her words fell, everyone saw several more lines of information jump out.
[Significant level difference detected among team mbers]
[Undergoing temporary adjustnts...]
[Adjustnt completed]
"Damn it, I’m level 20 now!"
Curator Show looked again, and her face went dark instantly.
"I’m level 18."
Secretary Brown also revealed a bitter smile.
"I’ve been raised to level 10."
Ree Shil’s was good news, though.
In the end, they found that everyone’s levels were converging toward the middle line of Level 15.
Those above Level 15 would be adjusted down, and those below Level 15 would be adjusted up.
Only Jumping Uncle, who was originally Level 15, had no change in his level.
After the level adjustnts were completed, everyone clicked confirm again.
Then their bodies slowly began to dematerialize, and their vision blurred as they finally entered the instance.
Buzz!
The light column carrying their bodies descended into the instance. After recovering his sight, Ree Shil opened his eyes.
What he saw first was an endless expanse of yellow loess land.
There was nothing on this stretch of yellow earth. The dry ground had nurous cracks, seemingly in a long-term state of water scarcity.
Whoosh!
A strong wind suddenly blew, carrying dust that made him squint involuntarily.
Then he realized that he was standing on a large round platform about 3 ters high.
Looking back, he saw that the other nine teammates were also there. At this mont, the place where they were located was an isolated outpost, with the sa desolate and dry yellow earth around it.
"Oh, right, the instance introduction."
Thinking of sothing, he quickly opened the panel.
[Instance mission introduction]:
As the robotic garrison of chanic Principality, you are ordered to garrison this frontier outpost.
Not long ago, a higher-ranking military officer had just co to inspect your place.
What you don’t know is that this officer has actually betrayed the principality.
His real purpose of coming here was to leave a coordinates signal transmitter.
Now it’s too late, your communications are completely blocked.
The chanical Rebel Army has learned the coordinates of the outpost and is attacking.
Next, loyal to the principality, you will defend the outpost against the tide of enemy attacks, until the outpost is destroyed or all enemies are eliminated.
Below the introduction, there are several specific points listed.
[Choose a suitable position for your follower cards to withstand the onslaught of the chanical Rebel Army]
[Once a position is chosen, it cannot be changed during battle]
[Failure if outpost core is breached or all mbers wiped out]
[Withstand 100 waves of the rebel army - Victory]
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