My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1191 - 403. "Night of the Ghoul" event reprint, classic equipment awaits you - [Extra 10/10]

Chapter 1191: 403. "Night of the Ghoul" event reprint, classic equipment awaits you - [Extra 10/10]

Two days later, it just so happened to be a weekend.

A new batch of eager little players received their helmets and graduated from being "Appetite Relief Party" members to official "game testers." They entered the world of Transylvania that they had been "dreaming" about in the early hours of the morning, but this time there was no massive "welcoming" ceremony like before.

On one hand, as the range of player recruitment widened, the new players entering the game no longer had as close a real-life connection with the veteran players.

They were no longer friends in reality, just acquaintances online.

On the other hand, due to the random event of "Bonebite Clan Invasion" that happened in Smugglers’ Forest two days prior, most veteran players had swarmed over there.

This event, dominated by the Bloodclaw Clan, provided generous rewards and also featured the rare "Vanguard Throne Wolf" mount in random drops. Chieftain Hog had even initiated a limited-time exchange for the "Command Rod," a "strategic weapon" exclusive to Psychics, which was more than enough to set the blood of the Squirrel Party and the hardcore gamers boiling.

However, due to the high difficulty level of the monsters in this refresh event, the activity space for rookie players in Smugglers’ Forest was drastically reduced.

The truth is, the sudden eruption of this event wasn’t all that surprising. Chieftain Hog, worried about players adventuring elsewhere, had sent the loyal Nash on a risky mission to provoke the Bonebite guards. That little Jackal Man completed the task "perfectly."

Somehow, it had managed to steal the Vanguard Captain’s flail and helmet and even urinated on the Barbarian Captain’s bed, leaving behind a blatantly provocative claw mark of the Bloodclaw Clan.

This outrageous behavior almost directly ignited the already simmering conflict between the two sides.

The Bonebite guards, who were already long suppressed by the Jackal Warlocks in Pestilence Town, burst into fury, seizing the opportunity. Over forty elite Barbarian Soldiers attacked sporadically in Smugglers’ Forest, with the possibility to "refresh" these overpoweringly strong monsters at any time and place, overwhelming the rookie players.

Left with no choice, they had to retreat from Smugglers’ Forest and were summoned back to Crimson Castle by the Blood Rat Gang. Coincidentally, they teamed up perfectly with the batch of new players, creating an ideal "mentor and mentee" situation, and of course, those ambitious to grow their influence would not miss this opportunity.

Outside the door of the Midnight Room, as one of the "Eight Elites," Su, the Thunder Demon, upon seeing new players exit their "birthplace" with curious eyes, immediately started his spiel. He brandished the Bone Staff in his hand and shouted:

"The dark guild ’Eight Elites’ is recruiting official members! Brothers, what’s the point of always playing by the book in a game?

With such a high degree of freedom in its setup, we must try out some extraordinary playing styles. Our Eight Elites is the happy home for all you little deviants who revel in the dark arts!

Our guild is currently only recruiting Cunning Magicians and Coffin Bearers from the Sinister Path! The guild offers personal guidance from ’Transylvania’s Number One Cunning Magician’ and ’Transylvania’s Number One Coffin Bearer,’ Brother Egg!

Absolutely guarantee you’ll be on the path of the Heretics in three days, and achieve status as a local tyrant in seven.

Hurry up, hurry up!

Join now and you’ll receive a newbie set as a gift, ensuring you start your newbie life in comfort and style."

This unique "recruitment announcement" caught the attention of recruitment representatives from the Hammering Crew, among others. Kind-Hearted Shark Uncle, their Baldy vampire, widened his eyes in surprise and exclaimed:

"What the fuck, can being a heretic actually become a mainstream way to play the game? Guys, take it easy, don’t really go off creating a heretical sect and attract the Witch Hunters to exterminate you. Look at President Natalie’s Holy Sword that’s taller than you, I don’t think you can beat her."

"Ah, it’s just talk, man. Who in their right mind would develop a heretical sect in the game? But we do indeed all follow the dark path," said Su, the Thunder Demon, waving his hand.

He fiddled with a resentful spirit crystal in his hand, cackling as he said:

"We’ve already done our research. With the continent in chaos, the profession of Cunning Magician has great potential. Moreover, I specifically asked Lady Triss, and among the higher-ranking job advancements for Cunning Magicians, there exists the ’Demon Master’ career line.

It’s said that they can summon demon-like creatures from the perilous infernal realms.

You see, isn’t this the classic Warlock path?

We’ve refrained from creating a Shadow Council to save face for everyone, don’t worry, we’re just having a bit of fun with words."

As he shouted all this, he indeed attracted a little guy who didn’t intend to take the usual path. A middle-aged man with a trendy side-parted hair, his ID read "What’s the Point," approached curiously to closely examine the Bone Staff in Su’s hand. Then, stroking his chin, he said:

"Bro, is this thing made of real bone? I like this artistic style. Can I take a look?"

"Sure!"

Su generously handed the Bone Staff to What’s the Point, who held it professionally and appraised it for a while before shaking his head and saying:

"There are many flaws, and there’s a bit of a problem with how it’s put together. If you swap the position of these two bones, it would enhance its aesthetic value by a notch. It’s a bit of a pity."

"What do you do, Brother?"

Su asked curiously:

"Why are you so interested in these things?"

"I work with sculptures and furs."