My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 548 - 189. A wave of fat, a wave of fat! _1

Chapter 548: 189. A wave of fat, a wave of fat! _1

"I can’t believe they agreed so easily. I thought they would have some more outrageous demands, especially considering the current situation in Transylvania. We’re all that’s left of the arcane pride."

In the shadows of the Blood Eagle Corridor, Murphy was surprised at how simple negotiations with the Cape Family had been. Major Fraser’s conditions were indeed harsh, but if they could exchange for the basic industrial production lines that their territory desperately needed, Murphy was more than willing to give up even more.

No one on this earth understood the power of controlled technology better than he.

Though the technology in this world differed slightly from his memories, none of that was a problem. At least a gun was still a gun, he could always recruit some "criminal" gamers to fiddle with it if necessary.

He would never underestimate the gamers’ "troublemaking" talent in this regard.

"So, Milian, I’ll leave this matter to you."

Murphy ordered the Crimson Regent who followed him:

"The nobles in the Anjou region probably can’t tolerate vampires as well as the locals, so I won’t show my face to avoid alarming them. If they want more benefits in the next detailed negotiation, you can give a little more. My only demand is that the stolen production lines must be returned as quickly as possible.

We can’t rely solely on the merchants from Nordtoff Kingdom. That would be like handing our lives into the hands of others."

"Yes, Sir Morphy, I will make a detailed plan."

Milian nodded.

As a student of Shaldo University of Craftsman, she was no stranger to machinery and had even seen those "steel works of art" at the half-body man’s factory during her extracurricular internship.

She believed she could handle this, and now that Sir Morphy had connected with the Cape Family’s eldest son, the other party couldn’t possibly be too greedy.

The nobles, especially old noble families like the Cape Family, were very concerned about their image.

"You go ahead with your tasks."

Murphy’s ears twitched as he said,

"It seems my warriors are undertaking a very important task, I should go and watch that victory."

After he finished speaking, his blood wings opened and propelled him into the sunlight. As a "daywalker", the moment Murphy entered the sunlight, heavy shadows gathered around him, blocking out the sunlight.

It was a Spiritual Energy technique called "Shadow Cloak".

Coming from Cui Si’s casual teaching, it was a standard issue for high-ranked vampires, used when they had to move around in the irritating sunlight. However, the gathered shadows couldn’t fully protect the delicate skin of the vampires, so after a few seconds of flight, Murphy felt the terrible burning sensation.

It was as if a fire had been ignited under his skin.

Ah, it’s so hot.

He reassured himself inside with a risqué joke, then smoothly jumped into the sewer system of the outer city area through the cliff opening torn by the urban chasm.

During the process, he could clearly see that at the lowest point of the chasm, dozens of meters deep, there were still flickering purple lights under the sunlight.

That represented that the concentration of the Star Realm energy at the bottom of the chasm was much higher than the surface.

Originally, these things had to dissipate, but the reopening of the Star Realm brought them back to life. Murphy didn’t know what was at the bottom of the chasm caused by the impact of a dozen dimensional meteorites, and he didn’t want to know. Let those things stay there for now.

When the territory has spare capacity, they can deal with them.

Once he entered the sewer, the comfortable and relaxing darkness surged from all directions, eliciting a comfortable moan from the vampire. Then, like a ghost, he leapt forward, heading towards the area where a large number of gamers had gathered.

His sense of life acted like a standard radar, guiding Murphy through this labyrinth without losing his way.

Meanwhile, about fifteen minutes away from the entrance of sewer number seven, a large army of gamers, summoned by Happy Stick, had gathered.

Even though it was stated in the recruitment post that they only wanted Black Iron Rank, when other gamers came to watch the excitement, Stick Brother couldn’t drive them away, besides, there were advantages to having a larger number.

"Brothers who haven’t reached the Black Iron Rank can hunt on the periphery. I estimate that once we break through that door, it will alert the ghouls nearby. Your task is to fend them off."

Standing on a wooden crate, Happy Stick waved the Wing Blade in his hand and shouted at the gamers below:

"Brothers, take it as leveling up. If we make gains from this search, I, Brother Happy, will definitely not let you down!"

"Stick Brother is mighty! Awesome!"

Laughter spread through the crowd.

They weren’t really here to share the rewards, but primarily because Stick Brother’s team had been searching the sewers for this so-called "gang vault" ever since they entered Cardman City. Now that they finally got some gains, everyone naturally wanted to come and see the excitement.

More importantly, there were no NPC mission guides for the gang vault quest from start to finish!

This was a "side-line" that the gamers independently found clues and pieced together. Gamers were curious to see if this method would work. After all, when can they get rich by doing tasks for stingy NPCs?

Not to mention, the plugins of the Calculating Pearl sold by the Adventurer Guild were all good stuff, but not many gamers could afford them now.