My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1062 - 360. Is the wheelchair monster in the game going to +1 again?_2

Chapter 1062: 360. Is the wheelchair monster in the game going to +1 again?_2

"Thank you for your kindness, but I need to spend a night deciding how I should start my life in Transylvania."

Turner, holding the urn of Lord Ratir’s ashes, said,

"Although you have assured me that the area around Crimson Castle is safe, I still need to spend a few days wandering around to check for myself. The Wolf God’s eye has given me the ability to track subspace pollution, so consider this my first service for Transylvania."

"Hmm, my territory will need you."

Murphy nodded.

He waved goodbye to the Winter Wolf Monk and then quietly disappeared into the thick night. A few seconds after returning to his office, the figure of Cui Si emerged from the shadows in the corner of Murphy’s office.

She played with the Nocturne Wand, saying,

"I eavesdropped on your conversation and learned that a Winter Wolf ’Godchosen’ has voluntarily come to join us, which is really quite rare, my little Mo Fei.

It looks like your career has truly gotten onto the right track.

Should I congratulate you?"

"It’s just an incident. Turner’s willingness to join us is not because Transylvania is particularly attractive to him, it’s simply because we have a common enemy, and our victory over Dusk has undoubtedly given him, who had always acted alone, plenty of hope," Murphy shook his head and said,

"However, such allegiance and unity cannot be replicated, and it’s not the kind of ’attraction’ I want. But I’m rather curious, after all, it’s my first time seeing a God’s Chosen in the true sense..."

"Not your first time."

Cui Si corrected,

"Old Feinock is, in a way, also Avalon’s God’s Chosen, although his situation is quite special.

I know what you’re curious about. God’s Chosen in these religious forces are not only vested with transcendental status and special influence. Many of them are imbued with real strength by their Divine Spirit.

For example, Turner just told you that he has the ’Wolf God’s eye’ that can trace subspace pollution, which might just be one of the blessings the Vow-Keeping Monk possesses.

But in my knowledge, God’s Chosen are not as friendly and easy to deal with as he is.

99% of God’s Chosen are fanatical believers, and the remaining 1% are real lunatics.

They hardly discuss ideals and the future with heretics, so my advice to you is, from your identity as a vampire, you’d better keep your distance from them.

Lest you someday become the ’offering’ to the Divine Spirit by a suddenly deranged God’s Chosen."

"Hmm."

Murphy nodded, then asked,

"What have you been up to these days, Cui Si? You haven’t been loitering around, slacking off, or even indulging in drinking. You’ve been locking yourself in your office and the Alchemy Cottage all day,

as if you turned into a different person, making me wonder if you’re preparing something that will scare me."

"Nothing much, just that the part of my personality that belongs to the Psychic suddenly became very diligent," Cui Si said with a pout,

"Don’t worry, this intermittent burst of energy will soon subside, and then I’ll slip back into the salted fish state of idly waiting for death... Weren’t we supposed to go to a banquet tonight?

Your little gamer followers have sent their invitation here, inviting me to taste ’Exotic flavors.’"

The Blood Vulture Duke, holding up the item dragged by Spiritual Energy in his left hand, said,

"Look, I even brought my own drinks. When do we set off?"

"No rush, they’re probably still getting ready," Murphy took out his pocket watch to check the time, and said to Cui Si,

"Let’s head over there in half an hour. Take a look at this first."

He returned to his desk, took out a specially marked document from a stack of papers, and handed it to Cui Si, who impatiently took it in her hands and then frowned.

She said,

"Your Wolf People actually found something incredible in the Polluted Swamp. If a third of this intelligence report is true, we’re going to have headaches for a long time."

"I’ve always said that Hog and its Clan would come in handy." Murphy smiled and said,

"Such intelligence support is just a start; they will shine in the future. As for the troubles, psh, Transylvania never lacks such things; I’m used to it by now, and I’m in a good mood.

Eat when it’s time to eat, drink when it’s time to drink, don’t take anything too close to heart. Come on, Little Cui, grab your chopsticks, it’s banquet time!"

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"Wow, this aroma! This color! This classic shape!"

In the night’s forward camp, where an "Another World feast" is set for tonight, Little Wei Ming, gazing at the dish of spicy rabbit meat brought to the table by Orchid, was already drooling with excitement.

The rest of the student group were busy helping the "chief chef" Star Soul Eagle. Groups of students were laughing and joking as they washed vegetables, leaving others puzzled.

Have you gone silly from gaming? At home, when your moms ask for help picking vegetables, you act as if you’re in the final stage of laziness, conjuring all sorts of excuses to slack off. Yet, why so much enthusiasm for work in a game, with no rewards from the chef?

"But this dish is indeed authentic!"

The Yan Song from Big Bird Spinning Team, invited to the feast, walked around the makeshift stove and said to Brother Qu and Three Five Battles, who were seated and waiting to start eating,

"It truly has the master touch of a Sichuan cuisine restaurant’s head chef."

"It’s a family-inherited skill."