My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 281 - 99. The desire to work extremely hard and the constraints of time have become the main contradiction at this stage [39/60]_3

The scholar with the glasses smiled.

He turned and gestured to the civilians behind him, many in the crowd sighed in relief, the weapons they held up were put down.

The atmosphere lightened instantly.

"If it’s Mr. Murphy, then we are willing to accept his leadership, to tell the truth, the refuge is about to be overwhelmed, even children can only eat one meal a day."

The middle-aged scholar sighed.

But his reaction astonished Phemys, who asked curiously:

"Why did you so easily hand over leadership when you confirmed it was Murphy? Do you know him?"

"I don’t know him! But for the past month, I have been getting food from the same relief point as Mr. Murphy."

The middle-aged scholar with a slight limp adjusted his glasses, and said softly:

"I initially observed his manners as something to write about in my memoirs, but then I saw him greet everyone politely, giving up his seat for women carrying children, stopping a thief from taking the last bit of money from the poor.

Even maintaining order so everyone could get their share of relief supplies.

It was not a whimsical act.

He was like this for over twenty days.

A vampire has no need to put on such a show in a place like Cardman City, so I am sure that Mr. Murphy is a rare benefactor and benevolent among vampires.

Such a lord, in this terrible environment, is the greatest comfort we could ever receive."

These words rendered Lady Phemys silent again.

As she had said, she did not care about human thoughts or what impression vampires made on such "food."

But then she couldn’t help asking again:

"What if... Murphy is just pretending? What if he’s naturally a drama queen?"

Drama queen...

This word did fit the occasion, and it was a term Lady Phemys had heard from Murphy.

The middle-aged scholar was stumped by this question, but then he adjusted his cracked round-framed glasses, revealed a rather delicate smile, and said softly:

"What does it matter? If a bad person can play the role of a good person for a lifetime, then he is undeniably a good person. Besides, at least Mr. Murphy is willing to put on an act in front of us, unlike other vampires.

So how should we cooperate with your operation?

Under Lord Kudel’s lead in these ten days, we have also collected some resources in the corridor. It would be a waste to leave them behind."

"Resources... can be used as rewards!"

Young Lady Phemys looked back at the gathered young gamers.

She turned her eyes to them, issued a task to help with the relocation, and gave out all the resources in the warehouse as rewards.

Seeing the gleeful expressions of these warriors who had just experienced battle and death, Phemys felt like she had grasped the key point in dealing with them.

But at the same time, complaints were spreading among the players.

"Only 40 minutes left, damn, it’s always like this. Playing a game happily and then suddenly it ends! It’s really uncomfortable like being left hanging."

Hecky, leaning on his Magic Wand, complained loudly to a group of his fellows, others responded and joined the complaint about the time limit of the game.

Although six hours of free time every day wasn’t short, except for those who made a living playing games, most normal people couldn’t guarantee six hours of gaming every day.

But it was still not enough!

The content of "Real Different World" was so much that playing six hours a day simply wasn’t sufficient, most importantly, the gamers knew from Meow Brother’s game helmet review that the game had a god-level application called "sleep connection function"!

But the official simply wouldn’t open it!

Hey, just to tease you guys, can you bear it?

"Go to the forum and make a push after logging out later!"

Happy Stick waved his hand ferociously and said to the surrounding young gamers:

"Let’s post together, post in the feedback section. Since the development team is open to suggestions and opened the instance, as long as the feedback is strong, the game time can be extended, right?"

"Feedback! Give me a hard feedback!"

Wumeioge also shouted, leading a group of young gamers to roar in response.

Looking at this, the young lady was baffled. Even with the translation of the Calculating Pearl, their language was still hard to understand. She couldn’t figure out what was going on in their little heads.

However, it seemed that Murphy could communicate with them unhindered. So, was Murphy’s inner world as crazy and joyful as these Another World Warriors?