My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1189 - 402. Preparing a batch of monsters as "emergency rations" in advance is indeed a good habit - [Additional Chapter 9/10]_2

Chapter 1189: 402. Preparing a batch of monsters as "emergency rations" in advance is indeed a good habit - [Additional Chapter 9/10]_2

Precipitated Niu Niu is not afraid of difficulties: "[? The reins of a vanguard seat wolf? Chao, it’s the first time I’ve seen an exquisite quality mount, are you sure this dropped from a monster?]"

Deadly Orchid: "[These things have a pretty low drop rate. We just helped Hog’s Guard Squad fend off a group of barbarian soldiers when we got one. It was actually Little Wei Ming who flew fast and caught one with a net while the seat wolf was fleeing.

Brothers who haven’t passed the Black Iron Trial, don’t even try!

Those seat wolves are super strong. If you’re unlucky, they could one-shot you.]"

Lead Dove: "[Chao! A mount drop? Why didn’t you say so sooner! @Scarlet Beast Group, let’s move out! Charge!]"

Woman Sword Saint of Reed Name: "[Great news! The Bloodclaw Clan has opened up for pet exchanges. Hog somehow got his hands on a batch of strange undead thief hands. It’s said they can help thieves to steal stuff. Aren’t the Blood Rat Gang’s old members going to charge and get some?]"

No Hands Needed to Show Off: "[Xiaowei, post a screenshot; we’re already on our way.]"

Seeing that the random event in the Smugglers’ Forest had completely mobilized the players’ enthusiasm, Murphy, who was stealthily watching from behind the scenes, squinted his eyes.

He began to ponder the underlying logic of this sudden occurrence.

Murphy’s vampire instinct told him that this was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"This could be Hog’s doing behind the scenes..."

Murphy thought,

"But Hog would not be foolish enough to rashly provoke a confrontation between the players and the Pestilence Town jackal warlocks without my order. Moreover, the fact that only the Bonebite Clan’s vanguard barbarian soldiers appeared in the Smugglers’ Forest without the Pestilence Clan’s jackal warlocks also indicates this.

Why would Hog do this?"

He couldn’t find an answer.

It wasn’t until a few minutes later, as Murphy scanned the Transylvania topographic map on the wall, that he had a vague idea.

The Smugglers’ Forest, marked on that map, occupied only one-tenth of Transylvania’s total area. Even with the harassment of the skeleton army, there wouldn’t be many of them, especially since Hog had traded back a festival wand from the Pestilence Town jackal people that could control the undead. Plus, the last batch of newbie players had been active nearby.

That’s almost half a month now!

With the players’ enthusiasm for clearing quests, it’s likely that all the wandering skeletons in the Smugglers’ Forest were about to be wiped out by those guys. In other words, the "newbie training area" Hog was responsible for had run out of monsters to grind.

Thinking of this, Murphy was eighty percent certain in his mind and immediately contacted Milian with the Treasure Bead to inquire about the main activities of the newbie players in the last week.

The Governor replied that currently, 60% of the players had already moved to the Westerly Territory to grind the Highlanders’ reputation and participate in refugee scavenging, while the number of players near the Smugglers’ Forest had decreased by 20% in a week.

This data perfectly matched Murphy’s speculation and confirmed that that bastard Hog deliberately stirred up friction in order to redirect the players’ attention back to the Smugglers’ Forest.

From this perspective, the origin of the "seat wolf" that Xiaowei had just captured was very suspicious.

Taking into account the special relationship between the Silver Moon Pride Team and the Bloodclaw Clan, perhaps the "special drop" was the girls and the jackal people "performing a double act".

"My darling little players have finally become ’special resources’ that can be contested over?"

Murphy figured out the reason and felt both frustrated and relieved.

The relief was because, in addition to himself, Cui Si, and Maxim, finally, other leading NPCs discovered the value of the little players.

The annoyance was that Hog had played his tricks quite artfully.

Wasn’t this just the old "false advertising" scheme?

The little players would go to the swamp to grind for the seat wolf reins and end up not getting the promised drop, and when the blame falls on the development team, wouldn’t the consequences fall on me?

"Ding"—

As Murphy pondered, a vibration from the Core Bead signaled a private communication request.

He glanced down and saw the communication request was from Hog. Murphy answered and immediately heard Hog on the other end, quite honestly and proactively telling him the whole story.

Hog asked for Murphy’s forgiveness, saying it hadn’t reported up the chain and had acted without authorization realizing only afterward that emergency had not allowed it to think it through.

"No matter how nice what you say is, it doesn’t change the fact that you initiated an independent operation, Hog."

Murphy said coldly,

"Because of your actions, I now have to reveal information about the Polluted Swamp to my warriors, which was not part of my plan. They were supposed to continue contributing to the development efforts for Transylvania. You’ve done something wrong, and now you must be punished!

Since you’ve used the seat wolf mounts to lure my warriors to the Smugglers’ Forest and from there into the swamp, I have to ensure that their rights are not infringed.

You must deliver what you’ve promised!

After this conflict ends, at least twenty vanguard seat wolves must be given as rewards to my warriors. If you can’t manage that, they will come to ’ask’ you for it themselves!"

Hog’s heart trembled upon hearing this.

Oh dear!

Where was it supposed to find twenty vanguard seat wolves?

Wasn’t this a death sentence?

But then Hog’s eyes shifted quickly.

It suddenly remembered that there was a pen in the garrison of the Pestilence Town’s vanguard barbarians where the seat wolf cubs were bred for the barbarians’ use...