Half an hour later, everyone returned to the tower and t the old man, who was over 80 years old, on the top floor.
The old man was very excited. His face, which had originally shown no hope, was now full of tears. If it weren't for the wheelchair restricting him, he would probably have co over to kowtow. He even looked much younger, giving the impression that it wasn't impossible for him to hit the century mark.
The old man regained his composure, but his voice was still a little excited and trembling.
"It's hard to express our gratitude in words. Since this city fell into silence, we have never been as happy as today."
"So, all benefactors, please accept our insignificant thank-you gift."
Achoo blinked as if he were saying to others, "You see, I told you there would be a reward."
Ache and The Shiny Star were also very excited. Especially the forr; he and Achoo had never received so many thanks in their lives.
Everyone received a box, and they were all different. They were all special items from the city of Srinka.
"Mine is equipnt, with 10 attribute bonuses!" Ache was very excited, feeling that all the pain he had endured was worth it.
"Mine is a skill. After using it, I can jump back five ters, but it can only be used twice." Achoo was a little depressed.
Although the tower guards' items were better, they were all about the sa.
It was Myne's turn. He opened the box and saw that there was nothing else inside but a badge.
[ Na: Srinka's Highest Honour Badge
Type: Equipnt
Quality: Perfect
Function: After wearing it, in each dungeon, it can help you resist one fatal attack ( an attack that can directly deplete health. )
Note: This was once a badge that represented the highest honour of this city. It would only be awarded to people who made outstanding contributions. As the saviour of Srinka, they didn't fill a truck with it for you; those people are so cheap... ]
"???"
Myne, although he didn't understand why this cheap system was talking in his favour, couldn't comnt.
This note was too greedy. It actually said what he was thinking.
"It seems that this unique badge was born with the gratitude of all the citizens of Srinka," Myne smiled and looked at the old man. "Okay, I'll take it."
Magmascorch and others also watched this scene.
The fate of the city was saved just like that. Seeing Myne's slightly serious look at this mont, everyone also felt a little emotional, but he can indeed be called the saviour of Srinka.
"Don't you want to say sothing, Brother Glitcher?"
"Hmm?"
Myne paused, rubbed his chin, and pondered: "Let think about it."
"By the way, it would be great if my statue stood in the open space of the tower so everyone knows about my contribution to human civilisation."
"????"
Ache pressed his forehead: "Forget it, everyone, get ready to teleport, my bones are still broken, I can't stand it anymore!"
"Retreat, go out and add friends, Brother Glitcher, don't forget to accept my request!" Achoo said with a smile and waved his hand.
Watching everyone teleport away one by one, Myne nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally got rid of troublemakers. Now I can be at ease,"
Then, instead of teleporting imdiately, Myne took out the bark from his pocket and looked at the old tower leader, who was giving him strange glances with an expression as if he wanted to say sothing but was too embarrassed to do so.
"Have you seen this pattern?" Because there was a more important thing at hand, Myne didn't ask what other trouble the old man was facing and handed him the piece of tree trunk he got from that oak tree.
The old man was stunned. After looking at the pattern carefully, he trembled a little and said in a hoarse voice: "Of course, I rember, this pattern was left by the group of demons last year; those bastards were very obsessed with this pattern."
Myne narrowed his eyes and nodded thoughtfully.
Sure enough, since they were able to get close to the big oak tree and leave the pattern, it ans that the other party's strength was enough to destroy the big oak tree and complete the main line. But why didn't they do this? Instead, they made the lives of those NPCs miserable as if they were taking revenge.
"How did you get this?"
A slightly surprised voice sounded from behind. Mr. Red, who hadn't teleported away yet, stared at the pattern with a serious expression.
"This was left on the big oak tree. Do you recognise it?"
"Behind this pattern is a terrifying force. They regard humans in the dungeon as grass and other players as prey. They are evil and extrely dangerous; most mbers have ntal illnesses and are no different from psychopaths."
"It indeed sounds very evil," Myne nodded, but he obviously didn't take it to heart.
"I'm not exaggerating. If you et soone with this pattern in the future, force yourself to quit the dungeon imdiately. Don't hesitate."
Myne looked at Mr. Red, whose face was inexplicably as dark as the bottom of a pot. He squinted his eyes. "Why? Can they bypass the system chanism and attack players? Are they not doing the main quest?"
It was ntioned before that attacking a teammate in the team results in a permanent ban from the main quest, and players receive no rewards. This was precisely why Myne had been so scrupulous, willing to babysit his five so-called teammates.
Mr. Red said with a complicated expression, "Because their main mission is different from normal players like us."
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"If our mission is to save Srinka, then theirs is to destroy. The righteous side in all dungeons and all players are their natural enemies. This is why they've done so many terrible things to this dungeon's NPCs. It's not that they have nothing better to do; it's their mission. I believe that if not for system restrictions preventing them from killing all NPCs, we might not have found a single survivor."
"Moreover, other players cannot detect them. Unless they reveal their true colours, they are no different from normal players. By the ti they take action, it's often too late because most players' bodies have long since turned cold."
Mr. Red looked at Myne, patted his shoulder, and sighed heavily. "In short, rember what I said: don't provoke them, and run away as soon as you see them. Perhaps by then, you'll suffer less."
After that, Mr. Red wasted no more ti and quickly exited the dungeon.
Watching his large red figure slowly teleport away, Myne looked a little strange. "Mr. Red, you're too late. In reality, I had already provoked them, and the one I provoked seed to be their supre boss, who finally exploded in anger. After all, it's hard to control one's temper when soone steals their eye and then shows them the middle finger."
"I didn't expect Brother Evil God to even have his own cult organisation. He is indeed the main boss of the ga; no matter where you go, you can always find his shadow. Sigh, Brother Evil is truly a symbol of hard work. I should learn from him," Myne muttered jokingly before shaking his head.
Anyway, he has the ability to see through everyone; no one can pretend to be an impostor before him, so he doesn't care about it. Besides, right now he has more important matters to handle.
{ He learned from his people that you have the perfect bloodline of Nightwalkers, which grants you unimaginable powers. }
{ Because of long-term abuse by monsters, he felt very insecure, thinking that if another such crisis broke out, how would they handle it? }
{ After discussing with everyone, he ca up with a master plan of asking you to leave so offspring behind. With your powerful bloodline, those enchanted children could be guardians of the humans in their world. In the na of the greater good and taking advantage of your title as saviour, he easily managed to convince three of their most beautiful won to have fun with you until they could get pregnant with your child. Now, the only thing remaining is to talk to you about it, but he can't make up his mind to say that since he feels very guilty asking such a shaful request of their saviour. }
"..."
"Old man, if you have anything to say, just spit it out. Do you really think if you stay silent, I can't see the 'Help' word written all over your forehead?"
"If not for the fact that I am too much of a good person and can't stand your pitiful look, I would have returned to my world long ago with the others. You would only regret not opening your mouth while you still had ti."
Because of the ti difference between the ga and reality, Myne didn't mind ssing around for a few more days and having so fun after working so hard. Anyway, no matter how much ti he spent in the ga, outside it would only be five hours. And because he was having a hard ti with his won in reality—since he couldn't stand others having fun with his won and always took them under his wing, which led him to already have a dozen won at a very young age—he had a psychological shadow of having fun with other won.
But in the ga, he could f*ck as many won as he wanted. Anyway, it's not like he's coming back here ever again, so why not roll on the bed with peace of mind? Also, even if the old man didn't have the idea of using him to create a group of powerful people, he would have spent so days in this world. He didn't believe that with his popularity and superb woman-hunting techniques, he couldn't find soone to ss around with.
"I..."
The old man hesitated for a few seconds, and after looking at the bearded n who nodded at him seriously, he took a deep breath and told Myne his master plan.
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