My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1120 - 379. Little Wei Ming’s Random Encounter with a Strange Uncle_2

Chapter 1120: 379. Little Wei Ming’s Random Encounter with a Strange Uncle_2

Half-elves sound mysterious, yet this mixed blood on the continent represents a fate filled with suffering.

Elves would not accept them, humans regarded them as an alien race, and the Jackals did not care about their distinctions from other races.

In the Dark Mountain Range, that survival of the fittest place, her race was seen by all forces as tender meat wrapped in a thin skin—a delicacy.

She had to find a reliance! She must cling to a powerful suitor, otherwise, when the Black Disaster came... No, before the Black Disaster came, her own pitiful people would face eternal extinction.

After Morphy finished assigning tasks to the Shadow Intelligence Bureau, Count Bai of White Mountain, who had been invited, finally understood.

Oh, so that’s why you, Morphy, suddenly invited me, a foreigner, to this high-level military meeting. Turns out you were waiting for me here?

Andre shook his head; he actually hoped to take on more responsibilities in Transylvania, so he stood up and said proactively,

"Since it’s a covert operation, how can it do without the Thorn Clan’s Night Walkers? Lord Morphy, my followers and I voluntarily request to join this operation.

In the name of the covenant of Holy Blood!"

"This is exactly what I hoped to see."

Morphy nodded.

Having a group of people in his own territory skilled in mobile stealth, information gathering, and master assassins, it would be a waste not to utilize them properly—what a great assist from Lady Shani sending these people over.

But the Vampire Lord still cautioned earnestly,

"When you work with the Bloodclaw Clan, you must be careful with your methods, the Jackal Warlocks hiding in the swamps are not coming alone.

Although Cui Si has still been unable to confirm how the Jackals learned Death Psychic Power, one thing is for sure, there’s a vast and dangerous Undead Legion guarding them.

The calamity of skeletons in the Smugglers’ Forest is just the result of the massive gathering of that Legion and the resultant proactive erosion of death energy, it doesn’t even represent their tactical goal.

Therefore, before my warriors gather en masse, do not engage them head-on and do not startle the snake.

The current construction situation in Transylvania is steadily improving; we can’t afford to suddenly interrupt the building process at this moment."

"Understood."

Count Bai of White Mountain nodded.

But in his heart, he was somewhat dismissive of Morphy’s concerns.

It wasn’t arrogance.

It was simply confidence borne of the racial traits of the Thorn Clan; these super assassins of the midnight were not second-rate professions like other Clans’ Night Walkers.

For the Thorn Clan, with racial traits such as "Permanent Midnight Concealment" and "Silent Movement," if they didn’t want to be discovered, no one could find them.

In this regard, the Thorn Clan’s Midnight Blessing was not less than that of the Blood Vulture Clan, perhaps even more.

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"Eh, Xiaowei, what’s that in your hand?"

Outside the city in the campsite of the Silver Moon Pride Team, Meng HaHa, who had just joined the team and completed the Psychic apprentice’s class change, was engrossed in reading a handbook detailing the techniques of dark Spiritual Shock. Xiaowei, flapping wings happily and flying into the campsite, disturbed her with the noise.

Meng Ha turned around, only to see Xiaowei pouring out a bunch of odd things from a small bag.

Driven by curiosity, she came closer and watched Xiaowei take out a "scraping card" from the spilled pile on the table, waving it in her hand with a relaxed tone,

"Scratch card! Haven’t you seen this thing before? No wait, you aren’t always stuck at home; if you can go out freely, you must have seen and even played with these things."

"Of course, I know this is a scratch card!"

Meng Ha frowned.

Holding a card in her hand, as a physicist inherently repelled by the "uncertainty," she had always kept her distance from such luck-based games in real life.

She asked,

"What I mean is, why would there be such a thing in the game? Where did you get it from?"

"I found it just now while I was completing a random task in the sewers. At the little pub run by the Blood Rat Gang, there’s a special NPC selling this stuff.

They say Miss Doris found a new ’profit growth point’ for their gang."

Xiaowei said excitedly,

"I know these things are a scam, but I just can’t control my hands. When I see something this interesting, I have to buy it and play along with everyone.

Regarding why such a thing would show up in Transylvania...

Pfft, does that even need saying?

Definitely some Sly Ghost passed on their ’life experiences’ to the NPC, these NPCs are all very cunning, they’ll actively learn these underhanded tricks, maybe Transylvania will eventually have a community of ’bettors’ who live for this and hope to strike it rich overnight.

Enough about that, help me unpack.

Let’s see if I can win a prize!"

"You already know that it’s a rip-off."

Meng Ha pouted, slowly responding to the dwarf excited about the new toy,

"From a probabilistic point of view, I can use five different theories to explain how this thing empties wallets.

You might win a bit, but the issuer never loses."

However, Xiaowei had no intention of listening to these dry theories, and completely ignoring the physicist, licked their lips and canines, excitedly tearing open one scratch card after another.

These cards, obviously freshly printed this morning, palm-sized, still gave off the scent of ink, and Meng Ha held it carefully in her hand to examine.