My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 411 - 143. Your upper limbs are weak, lower posture is unstable, left hand is clumsy, and right hand is uncoordinated, how can you play games well like this?_2

Chapter 411: 143. Your upper limbs are weak, lower posture is unstable, left hand is clumsy, and right hand is uncoordinated, how can you play games well like this?_2

"He’s one of ours, we’ll handle it."

"Who said I’m your ’one of ours’? Do you even understand, boss?"

"Mo Ni Qiong", also known as Sister Pomegranate’s previous boss who had just joined the game, stood there with his hands on his hips, taunting:

"I’m a paying customer! Brother Meow, that night, you promised me a good time."

"Can you shut up, big bro? Is there any honor in spending money on games?"

Brother Black Silk, easily embarrassed, couldn’t resist and dragged the boss to the side.

But the ordinarily shrewd Brother Dump Truck saw the situation and realized that Brother Meow and his group were trying to make quick money in the game.

He gave a meaningful smile to Brother Meow, said nothing more, and led the remaining curious newbies towards the survivors’ camp.

You see, everyone has their own way to play the game.

There’s no harm in paid players having fun as long as they don’t mess up the gaming environment. But, considering that game progression isn’t based on monster hunting and there’s no power-leveling, how are Brother Meow and his folks planning on catering to their boss?

While Brother Dump Truck was pondering this issue, the four brothers - Lion, Tiger, Wolf and Dog - had already arrived up ahead and were waiting.

These four strong men saw the group of newbies approaching and immediately greeted a tall and burly lad who seemed quite steady.

"Brother Dump Truck, this is our boss. So, you don’t need to show him around."

Roar of the Lion in Hedong stepped forward to explain:

"We four brothers will just take our cat hero for a stroll."

"Oh, quite a few familiar faces this time."

Brother Dump Truck joked:

"Why don’t you guys take the rest of them too?"

"No can do, we can’t manage so many! We brothers need to prepare for the Black Iron Trial."

Roar of the Lion laughed heartily, watched as Brother Dump Truck led the eight newbies to the survivors’ camp, and then turned to have a chat with the newly-joined "Like a tiger can enchanter wood".

They are all enthusiasts from the niche circle of army-style gaming, a community that is not so big in the country. Hence, they can easily strike a conversation.

The man that they referred to as "Brother Cat" is quite the leading figure in this circle. He is very righteous, and last year, they even participated in a competition overseas together.

Friendship among men can be simple, established upon shared hobbies. In the most extreme cases, even a secret code or a single glance can suffice.

The four brothers - Lion, Tiger, Wolf and Dog - are known for their fast-paced gaming progress. They’ve already reached level 10 and would have already set out for elite trial missions if they didn’t have to pick up Brother Cat.

"Here, Brother Cat, these are the leather armors that we wore before. They are all fine-grade novice warrior equipment, just right for you."

Dog Paddle in the North of the Forest who adores Cat Hero the most enthusiastically brought the leather armor. Brother Cat waved his hand to signal that they were all brothers, and there was no need to be so polite. But the moment he reached out to take the armor, his expression changed and he said:

"Hey, this is quite heavy, feels just like the real deal."

"It’s not just that it feels like the real deal, Brother Cat."

Tiger Roar from the South commented sorrowfully:

"We once dismantled a piece of broken armor from a battle. The craftsmanship is essentially the same as in reality. We initially didn’t believe when we heard that the game aimed for 100% realism in details. But after that incident, we were all schooled."

"And it’s not just armor and weapons."

Chuanxi Wolf Walk unpacked the spiritual energy bag, laid several weapons on the ground for Brother Cat to choose from. After they had collected the "novice equipment" for Brother Cat and helped him wear the armor, he added:

"The awesome thing about the game is the NPC’s combat logic. When you go to learn novice swordsmanship, you’ll understand. It’s not something dreamed up by the development team on a whim.

These are all battlefield swordsmanship moves, the kind that draw blood in every cut, and have a strong offensive instinct.

Don’t laugh, but when we first entered the game, we thought we could act professional and point out some errors. However, we were humbly schooled by the NPCs and realized how serious this was."

Roar of the Lion whipped out his twin swords and practiced in the spot. With a sly grin turned towards Brother Cat who had already equipped himself with an armor and was feeling the grip of the sword and shield, he asked:

"Brother Cat, shall we do a little sparring? Practice?"

"Sure."

"Like a tiger can enchanter wood" chuckled and got into a stance with a sword in his left hand and a shield in his right. However, he quickly had a realization and asked with a confused expression:

"Aren’t you already at level 10? Isn’t this a level oppression?"

"It doesn’t work that way, Brother Cat. The level is for our own benefit and doesn’t have any practical significance. According to the explanation, the player’s self-exploration and control at each power level is displayed here in a data format.

Anyway, it sounds pretty high-tech."

Dog Paddle in the North of the Forest explained:

"Between level 1 and level 10, there’s no difference in the attributes. Only after completing the Black Iron Trial do you receive an 18-point attribute boost."

"Ah, I see. It’s like the difference between a rookie and a veteran, right?"

Cat Hero seemed deep in thought as he nodded.

Then, he crouched down, lifting the shield in front of him. With one hand, he placed the sword on the shield, adopting a standard defensive stance.

This scene was witnessed by Maxim who had just quietly emerged from the shadow of the cloisters. He recognized the men before him but chose not to disturb them. Instead, he stood silently, watching the warriors spar.