Chapter 189: How Did I Beco the Adjutant?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
An Airship was moored at the empty land in the outskirts of Winterfell.
The large Dungeon gate of Winterfell was just ahead, though Winterfell was now shrouded by gray Mana.
The scene was strange. If there were other Underworld inhabitants nearby, they could probably feel the chilling murmurs.
The gars had different feelings.
“This ga modeling is aweso!”
“Gosh, Winterfell looks cool. When will Eternal Kingdom have the sa grandeur?”
“Probably have to wait until Open Beta.”
“Did you obtain the screenshots? The scenery of Winterfell from the sky is cool.”
“Pants already posted on the forum, and you’re asking for screenshots?”
The gars chatted excitedly as they construct their temporary base.
They were carrying rocks and laying them in a circular formation to demarcate the base. So gars set up the cauldron and lit it with fire.
It was simple cooking. The gars had learned cooking from Mufasa, so it wasn’t a problem.
It was sufficient to feed the 2,000 gars and prevent starvation.
Except that the gars had to work harder to prepare the als. They had to remain in the base and couldn’t go to other places.
Many gars were yearning for such jobs. In online gas, every gar wanted to show their worth and be given a chance to be prominent.
Instead of joining the endless battles, being a unique chef was also a good choice.
Yoda stood at the camp area and looked at the 100 warriors who volunteered to help him find his family.
Yoda would like to follow them, but he was the only one who could operate the Airship. The most important thing was that the gars wouldn’t agree to let him follow.
Yoda was an important character who had to be protected. If he was killed by monsters, would that not be a big loss if the mission failed?
Yoda had no choice since the gars were determined. He had to depend on the Gnos, Goblins, and Houndhead n to find his family.
The hundred warriors had the words “Pioneer Alliance” above their heads. They left to look for Yoda’s family.
The veteran gars set out as Guild mbers. They followed Yoda’s map and walked towards the luxury mansion of Yoda’s wife.
For the gars who didn’t receive any mission, they stayed at the base to await orders. Without missions and rewards, why would they want to waste their ti? They were better off staying in the base and participating in the future gaplays of the Battle Campaign Scenario.
The gars had made a wise choice.
Not long after the Airship landed, a group of creatures advanced towards the gars’ camp.
The first gar who saw them shouted noisily to inform the rest of the gars.
Besides a few gars who wandered off to seek adventure, most of the gars gathered to watch when they heard of a group of NPCs approaching.
Sherlock wasn’t at the base, Brainiac was a Specter who didn’t care about Winterfell, while Yoda was just employed by Sherlock and felt he didn’t hold an important position in Eternal Kingdom. Moreover, he was only an employee.
The gars waited for a long ti, but there was no leader who ca out to et the NPCs. So the gars waited enthusiastically at the base entrance to et the NPCs.
It was a group of well-equipped Orcs who were in disarray.
Seeing the state that Winterfell was in, it was understandable to see the Winterfell creatures in disarray.
“Where are you from? Are you the reinforcents? Aren’t all the Underworld units stationed at the ti and space gap of Ancient Ruins No. 85 to fight the Ancient Gods army?” the pathetic Orc spoke rapidly. Then the gars responded noisily.
“The troubleso Ancient Gods army!”
“After this war, I’m going ho to get married!”
“We ca from Eternal Kingdom.”
“You thought we were reinforcents? We are DIO!”
“Will there be a team to trigger the Strange Encounter Mission?”
“Where did you co from?”
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The Orc looked at the group of creatures with green words above their heads. The Goblins, Gnos, and Houndhead n were spouting nonsense. Wait, Houndhead n? Why was there such a chaotic race?
The Orc beca tense, and the hundreds of Orcs behind him beca wary and grasped their weapons.
The gars looked on excitedly. Was it going to be a fight? The equipnt on the Orcs looked powerful!
Before they fought, the gars received a mission:
[Mission Title: Cooperate with the Winterfell Orcs
Mission Description: If Winterfell is destroyed, it will not be beneficial to Eternal Kingdom and Lord Sherlock. Cooperate with the Orcs to save Winterfell.
Mission Reward: After the end of the Battle Campaign Scenario, the rchant Alliance will disburse the rewards.]
The gars started discussing things with the Orcs after they received the mission. The situation beca ssy.
“Wait! Wait a mont!”
While the gars were making a racket, a group of gars started shouting.
“We are your allies! Don’t fight!”
“Calm down, everyone, we have to arrange for a representative.”
“We can’t hear anything in this commotion.”
“I propose myself to be this representative.”
“Why am I not the representative?”
The group of gars beca noisy again.
The three Hamsters ran over and captured the gars’ attention, and the gars beca quiet.
The Orcs saw that the gars had beco quiet. Then they looked at the three Hamsters. Though they were wary, the surrounding gars didn’t attack.
There was a huge Airship moored ahead with the Magic Cannons aiming at them.
Could bandits have such equipnt?
The three Hamsters ca to join in the fun, but they didn’t expect everyone to look at them.
“Are the three of you the commanders? Are you the reinforcents?” the Orc asked again.
The three Hamsters were puzzled. They had just arrived and didn’t know anything.
“I’m not.” Big Boss shook his head.
“I don’t have.” Second Boss shook his head.
“Would you like to have so clay?” Fat Otaku carried a pile of clay and asked the Orcs.
The three Hamsters weren’t commanders.
The Orc shouted again, “It doesn’t matter what you’re doing, flee for your lives. Winterfell has been corrupted by the Ancient Gods. The Dungeon Core is now the power source for the Chaos Ancient Gods. We’re informing the rchant Alliance. This place will beco an abandoned Dungeon.”
The Orc beca depressed.
The gars started to discuss excitedly.
“This Plot’s aweso. After making a strategic Dungeon, Winterfell is going to be abandoned?”
“Every NPC has such an intelligent conversation system. The resources used are imnse.”
“So what if it’s going to be an abandoned Dungeon? Shall we salvage items from the Dungeon?”
“Is the developnt team running out of money? I want to see a Winterfell with millions of creatures—!”
The Orc looked at the gars who didn’t understand the severity of the situation. He shook his head and intended to leave with his comrades.
When he was about to leave, a Skeleton and Gno walked forward.
They were Brainiac and Yoda.
Beside them were a few gars who received missions, which were to find Brainiac and Yoda and convey Sherlock’s instructions.
When Sherlock wasn’t around, Brainiac would be the highest commanding officer and Yoda his adjutant.
Yoda was bewildered.
How did a Mana Engineer beco an adjutant?
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