My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 137 - 50. The quality of this batch of newcomers is not bad, hahaha_1.

Chapter 137: 50. The quality of this batch of newcomers is not bad, hahaha_1.

The dungeon testing exercise came to an end half an hour later when Murphy departed with the fruits of their labor from the entire dungeon. The group of three including Meow, who were almost overwhelmed by the despairing creatures, were completely worn out.

They were each picked up by Murphy, one by one and left the "Monster Wild Zone".

The situation for the other two teams was pretty much the same.

Under the "protection" of the young lady and Lady Adel, the little players did not suffer any casualties. But after they were thrown back behind the forward defense line established by Maxim and the self-help contingent, they collapsed on the spot.

The distribution of new armor and weapons boosted their combat power, However, the small increase did not fundamentally ease their predicament under the onslaught of massive monsters. But due to the unique experience and leveling system design of "Real Different World", the more intense the battle, the higher the skill proficiency and control of strength that the little players acquired.

After running through a dungeon, everyone, on average, leveled up once.

This efficiency was nothing short of dramatic.

The gains from the young lady and Lady Adel’s side were also astonishing. The three family dungeons did not store armor or weapons, but housed a large number of various materials.

From rolls of sturdy, durable fabric to leather specifically used for armor making, even common dwarf gunpowder for making explosives and various metal parts sourced from black market traders, they had it all.

According to the young lady’s statistics, the supplies from the four dungeons just met the long-term consumption needs of two hundred-person teams.

This must have been the original plan of the family!

After Cardman City was invaded, the family guards were dispatched to fight street battles with the invaders in the lower city area. Unfortunately, the best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.

The invasion of Cardman City indeed occurred, but the idea of street battles was nothing more than a joke.

The enemies directly used weapons of mass destruction. In a single move, they struck down the Blood Vulture Clan.

Fighting traditional street battles in this era?

It’s long outdated!

"The time was tight, and there was still some supplies in the dungeon that couldn’t be taken away in time," said Murphy, standing at the edge of the defense line and speaking to the little players who were sitting on the spot and eating and drinking heartily to recover their strength.

"If you have any energy left afterwards, you can come to me for the blood of the Blood Vulture Clan members as a tool to open the secret vault. Then you can try to return to the dungeon on your own and look for it again. Perhaps you will find various supplies that you can use.

I know it’s tough, warriors.

But in this difficult stage, we must learn to effectively use all the resources at hand."

"Huh?"

This speech made Meow Brother blink; he nudged Happy Stick, who was maintaining her guns next to him, and quietly said:

"This sounds like the rhythm of daily dungeons. It seems that the dungeon test went smoothly, huh."

"Smooth my ass! These NPCs are so stingy. Even though we escorted them in, they didn’t let us rummage in the dungeon." Happy Stick complained grudgingly.

"How am I going to replenish all the ammunition that was used on this trip? I really regret choosing the gunner profession. I just found out from chatting with Maxim that there are very few firearms circulating in Transylvania, except for a place called Westerburg in the north.

The people in the Cardman region mostly prefer to use crossbows. This is just absurd.

Fortunately, Lady Milian can maintain and simply modify the shotgun. Otherwise, I would have felt like dying."

"Meow, stop whispering over there, come quick."

Three Five Battles, the "physical monster" of the group used his character trait of swift recovery, and had already picked up his emblem shield, he called out to his boss:

"The dungeon mission is over, but we haven’t done the rescue mission yet. While the enemies haven’t respawned after we killed them just now, let’s quickly go in and take a look around. Our main rescue mission is time-limited, and there’s only 48 hours left. "

"Damn! Can’t we have some rest?"

There was a sensation of unrest coming from the student side. While complaining about how realistic the fatigue is in this game, they still picked up their weapons and formed teams again to enter the area near the dungeon to search for survivors while the area is yet to "respawn".

A young civilian soldier on the defense line was dumbfounded, watching the warriors of Sir Murphy chuckle as they walked into the ominous land. He swallowed nervously and whispered to the person beside him:

"These highlanders from the north... Don’t they... Don’t they fear death? They just fought their way out of those monster stacks, but they didn’t even rest... "

"They are the warriors of Sir Murphy!"

The low voice of Maxim, the commander of the "Cardman Self-Rescue Army", came from behind, making the young millennial shrink his head.

The scene of Maxim coldly executing seven deserters in the survivor camp last night was still vivid in his memory. It left an impression of fear in everyone’s mind about the peculiar and ruthless-blood-servant.

But at this moment, Maxim did not reprimand his millennial.

He leaned on his spiritual energy poisoned blade named "Ambition & Dream" which he found from the dungeon, watching the figures of the players disappearing into the rolling twilight in front of him.

He spoke to the young millennial next to him with strong sentiment and a tone of respect:

"Their contempt for death is worth learning from for all of us. They are true warrior role models! I have fought side by side with them, yet I still do not have a clear understanding of their limits of will.

They never seem to feel fear...

Indeed, only such people deserve the title of ’warrior’. Compared with them, we are far behind..."