I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years-Chapter 358 358

Chapter 358. Rotten Butt

Mount Meru had never heard of this name, but this proved that the other party was a loner.

His intention to recruit this person grew even stronger. Even if he could not join a guild, it would be great to make friends with him.

After all, the map of "Fantasy World" was so big. A powerful thief player could find many secrets in it. If the other party revealed one or two clues, it would be a good profit for a large guild.

Soon, Mount Meru arrived at the entrance of a cave behind the place where Baygezhali had fallen. A group of people was gathered there.

Before he even got close, he heard a series of shouts.

"We discovered this first! What are you guys trying to do? The big guilds are bullying us, aren't they? I've started recording, see you on the forum if you dare!"

This voice was rhythmical and revealed an annoying tone.

"Hey, you're so unreasonable!" The one who replied was a female player. Her voice trembled and she sounded like she was crying.

Mount Meru had an impression of her. She was the manager in charge of receiving new people in the guild. Due to her good character, she was affectionately called Sister Shui Zi.

No matter who had a question, the hundreds of new players in the guild would look for her immediately. This girl would reply to them one by one, no matter how big or small, just like customer service. So, she was forced to be in a daze half the time when she was playing. However, the people who brought her up did not think much of it. After all, they were raised in the same way by Sister Shui Zi when they were still little white.

A person with such a gentle temperament, who would patiently answer no matter how naive the question was, was so angry. What exactly had happened?

"That's enough." A voice rang out indifferently. "You wouldn't have gotten these things without them."

Only then did the arrogant voice at the start unwillingly snorted twice.

"That's fine, but you have to return the four [Dark Moon Lotus] to me, they belong to me!"

"You b*stard..." The crowd suddenly cursed, but Sister Shui Zi stopped them.

"Little Five, give it to him."

"Sister Shui Zi, this is our ..."

"Give it to him, there's no need to argue with such a person."

Before there was any further explanation, Mount Meru came forward to ask.

"What's wrong, Shui Zi?"

"President."

Sister Shui Zi took a deep breath and quickly adjusted her mood.

"It's nothing. I had a little conflict with a few friends just now. It's all fine now."

Mount Meru did not say anything. Soon, someone privately messaged him about the cause of the incident.

After the players entered the ruins, they quickly followed the coordinates on the map to find rare herbs and minerals. The monsters also cleared a path for them under the command of Zin'rokh, so that they could spread out evenly and kill the players.

The place where the Mandela army was fighting against Bayegozhali was one of the locations on the map. The map was not very clear, but anyone who had a little understanding of the rare plant "Dark Moon Lotus" could understand that these precious plants had been ignored by Apacha, who had no experience.

And so, there were warriors.

Many of them were like Mount Meru, who combined hundreds of maps and got a route. Moonlight and his little friend were one of them.

This person is also an old friend of ours. In the few interactions Char had with the players before leaving the novice village, he was the first one to be scammed.

As the chief editor of a well-known video game media company, not only did rippling moonlight have the financial resources, but he also had some gaming skills. Thus, a total of 15 people had sneaked over in advance and accurately bit the hook. However, before they could start to collect the hook, they were robbed by Bayegozhali, who had been waiting for a long time.

With just one attack, Bayegozhali had reduced the full 25-man team by half. More than a dozen people crashed into the wall and destroyed the cover, revealing a cave.

The survivors were quick to react and hid inside.

Coincidentally, this was the author's channel that Char had designed for Apacha. This group of people had been hiding until now. They were only rescued when Bayegozhali was killed by the people of Mandela.

Logically speaking, since the monster was killed by the Mandela people, the guild members would naturally collect the herbs as spoils of war. However, at this time, Moonlight and his people stepped forward!

"Let go of my grass!"

As an editor-in-chief of a private media company, Moonlight was famous for his scamming and his freeloading. He understood the logic behind this, so he stood up for him without hesitation.

He was not worried that the people of Mandela would do anything to him. Instead, he was eager to do so.

If a video game media company wanted to become popular, they should focus on the main theme. At this time, when they were cracking down on the evil, if articles such as the black forces on the internet bully people or a well-known guild shop bullies customers were released, they would definitely earn a lot of gimmicks. They could also use this opportunity to attract more attention such as " this game really harms people and instigates crimes. Children should not form gangs after reading it and so on. This would create another wave of deadly popularity!

Anyway, a popular article was aimed at those who did not play the game. How would they know the rules of the game? Just follow the scolding and it would be over!

Therefore, Moonlight was obliged to do so. He had already prepared a script in his mind. Moreover, the people in this guild all looked like young people in their twenties. They would be able to get excited with just a little bit of agitation. They would spit fragrant words and even fight!

'Do it, my friends! Did you see the best example of the game giving birth to violence?'

Therefore, the worst result was that the other party would swallow his anger and give him this grass.

This was a sure-win deal.

Although Mount Meru knew that the other party was trying to scam him, he only thought that this person was after a few rare herbs. He did not think too much about it. However, after seeing that it was a famous person in the forum, Moonlight, he suddenly became vigilant.

He also admired Sister Shui Zi's response.

Indeed, they were a big guild. Any small disturbance on the forum would make them the target of criticism. After all, it was not illegal to follow the trend and criticize others. Instead, they had to bear the risk of being slapped in the face and be easily accused of clearing the floor. In this era of public opinion, everyone was careful and treading on thin ice, so there were more neutral spectators.

It had to be said that this was a matter that made people sigh.

"Since there's nothing else, we can set off after some repairs."

He nodded and looked at a guy behind Moonlight.

From his attire, he was a thief. Furthermore, he gave off the feeling that he was not part of the same group as rippling moonlight.

Furthermore, he was also the one who had stopped ripples of moonlight from making a scene.

[Is this Eddie?] He asked.

[Yes, President.]

"My friend," Mount Meru said to Char, "Are you interested in joining with us?"

Before Char could speak, Moonlight said, "The big guilds' revenge comes so quickly? You're pulling people from our team? That's not what you guys said when you posted on the forum to call for the surviving unspecialized players to join the party, right?"

Char could not help but sigh when he heard that.

As expected of yours, Moonlight!

There were always such people in the world who used their own words and actions to highlight the politeness and virtue of others. After all, you didn't know what kind of upbringing the other party had received since they were young, or if they had any psychological trauma...

How could he say such righteous words?

The reason why he was in this team was also just a coincidence. He could not let Zin'rokh control the monsters to not attack him, otherwise, it would be considered cheating. Thus, he had to go all the way to the front line through the author's channel and happened to meet rippling moonlight and the others.

At first, when he jumped in, he was naturally chased out by Char, who said something like "since you led the monsters here, you have to stay outside and don't get us involved". In the end, two or three monsters that were alone really did break in, and they were easily taken care of by Char. Char's expression immediately changed, and he called him boss enthusiastically, just like when he was in the novice village.

Char had long forgotten about this insignificant hermaphrodite but hearing him call her boss, she immediately remembered.

'So, it's you, kid!'

Moonlight was just using this as an excuse to make a scene. However, he was still a little afraid of a mysterious master like Char. After all, he did not know his background, so he had to take his feelings into consideration when he spoke.

For example, he traded half of these [Dark Moon Lotus] once he got them, his goal was naturally to rope them in.

Char did not decline and accepted it.

Next, he would need to use this rotten person. Who would not be used?

As expected, when he heard what Moonlight said, Mount Meru looked at Char with a questioning gaze.

This was obviously asking "you actually advance and retreat together" and so on.

"Don't misunderstand, we're just temporary teammates." f𝓇𝘦𝒆𝘄𝑒𝗯𝑛𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄𝘰𝓶

Char explained expressionlessly, and Moonlight's expression changed.

[What the hell! You've already taken the stuff, and now you're doing this!]

He was about to flare up, but then he heard the other party continue slowly, "A temporary teammate is still a teammate... Besides, I don't like crowded places."

The meaning of his words was that he would not leave with Mount Meru.

"That's good."

Mount Meru did not force him. It just so happened that he did not want to see someone like Moonlight join the team.

"Then we'll meet again."

He decisively left with his men.

"You've handled it well."

He complimented Sister Shui Zi as he left, and the latter seemed to be a little angry at the Moonlight.

"How can there be such a rotten person!"

"Don't take things too hard. Those guys who live on human blood... It's not worth your anger." Mount Meru shook his head.

The people of Mandela dispersed in a hubbub, and Char was thinking of duping them to a good place when moonlight suddenly said, "Let's go and follow them."

Eh?

This time, even Char was dumbfounded.

"Are you talking about the people who are following Mandela?"

"Yeah! They eat the meat, we drink the soup, just like a rhinoceros and a rhinoceros bird. This is a symbiotic relationship. They've recruited so many solo players to be their cannon fodder, right? Only Fools would be working for them. I'm not joining the party," Moonlight explained.

Don't you dare hit the rhinoceros and rhinoceros bird...

Char thought to himself. He had underestimated how shameless this person could be.

"Then what if they chase you out? Are you still going to stay?" He asked curiously.

"Do they dare to?" Moonlight smiled and slowly explained, "Boss, you might be used to being alone and don't know about these big guilds. Not to mention the Flame Knot, they were an elite guild. With only a hundred or so people surrounding them, they were all self-righteous and had their eyes on the top of their heads. To put it bluntly, they were all internet-addicted teenagers who thought highly of themselves. Therefore, they did not care much about what the people on the forum said. They were even happy to be flattered by a group of nobodies.

"It's Ghost, a group of rich sows. I heard that 80% of the game's revenue is contributed by this group of people..."

Hearing this, Char could not help but be shocked, "80%? This isn't a mobile game, and you only have to pay for the game time. Where are the top-up options?"

"Ha..." Moonlight revealed an enigmatic smile. "You don't know this, right? what's the essence of online games? It was just a web-based game. As long as you paid enough money, special drops and hidden classes were nothing more than a matter of changing the data in the background. What kind of game would a group of rich sows play? Did you think that the equipment they were wearing was really obtained by themselves? Are you kidding me? In this day and age, the rich are the privileged. You know too little."

His tone was firm, as if the programmer who modified the data lived below his house.

Char smiled noncommittally.

It would be fine if the other party was forcing other people's equipment, but how could he not know about the equipment of 'Ghost Hunter'? He had given the information and clues to Apple Pie and sent them to her, and then these guys had gone to get it themselves.

In "Fantasy World," the acquisition of equipment was always linked to the difficulty. This was something that even he could not change. As for stuffing some money into the programmers to change the data... To think that he could make it up.

However, from the way he spoke, it was likely that many people had been fooled by him.

Conspiracy theories were popular everywhere. 𝑓𝐫𝑒e𝒘𝚎𝘣𝚗𝘰𝘷𝐞𝑙.co𝑚

"And then?" He asked.

"And then? Then, this group of rich idiots didn't care much about what was said on the forum. Look at them, they all went to Elfheim. Wasn't it obvious? With a little money and a little technology, they became arrogant and arrogant. They couldn't see the situation clearly and thought that they could turn the tables on their own. What were they thinking? This time, Mandela took advantage of the situation to rise. This was different from the other two. They followed the mass line and wanted word of mouth.

"If they want word of mouth, that's a lot more troublesome. They can't do anything out of line, or it'll become black material, and then it'll be edited when it's spread. Negative material is something that can ferment. It's not something that you can deny just because you say so. As long as it's buried, curious people will dig it up and it'll be processed. Some people will believe it, and then some people will argue. The more you try to explain, the worse it will be."

"Does it matter who's right or wrong? It's not important at all. What's important is to vent your emotions. You're a big guild. If you can bring so many unspecialized players, why can't you bring me?" Moonlight asked, "Was it wrong for me to spray it? Even if I'm wrong, it'll change if it's there, and it'll be encouraged if it's not. Is there anything wrong?"

"But I think... There's nothing wrong with Mandela's people driving you away, right? After all, you two just had a conflict." Char asked.

"Does it matter who's right or wrong? It's not important at all. What's important is to vent your emotions. You're a big guild. If you can bring so many unspecialized players, why can't you bring me?" rippling moonlight asked. Was it wrong for me to spray it? Even if I'm wrong, it'll change if it's there, and it'll be encouraged if it's not. Is there anything wrong? If it wanted to stand upright, would it be afraid of the shadow slanting? What's wrong with me scolding you a little?"

"What logic is this... You just don't scroll the forums often, what do people like to read these days? I just like to watch these! Even if Mandela had done her job perfectly, at least five out of ten people would be curious, does Mandela have any blackmail material? If they could ask this question, it meant that they had a tendency to be suspicious. What do you think they would believe?

"Isn't that the logic of a thief?" Char laughed.

Char did not know whether to laugh or cry, "So it can't be removed?"

"Who can?" Moonlight laughed, "Nowadays, it's not easy. So, believe me, we just need to follow the team. As long as Mount Meru is not a fool, he will never drive us away. Of course, we can't go too far, or else the wind will immediately change. I'm not as good as you when it comes to dealing with monsters, but you're not as good as me when it comes to dealing with this kind of person."

He bragged proudly, then turned around and waved his hand.

"Let's go!"

His minions seemed to be familiar with this scene and immediately followed behind Moonlight.

Clearly, this was a group of repeat offenders.

Rather than bragging about himself as a rhinoceros or rhinoceros bird, it was more appropriate to say that he was a vine wrapped around a large tree or a carrion-eating crow.

Char followed behind the group of jerks and could not help but feel curious.

He was very curious as to why a person's thoughts could be so twisted... What was even more terrifying was that his logic was self-consistent and perfectly compatible with his style.

Moonlight... Do you still remember?] He asked Apple Pie.

[Yes! I remember! We met him in the Novice Village!]

[He is a famous fighter on the forum. In reality, he is a well-known editor and a big V in the game. He claims to speak for the civilian players, speak for justice, and criticize the heavens and earth. In fact, he is just an idiot. Hey, did you meet him?]

[Yes, he is sucking Mandela's blood.]

[Then Mount Meru will have a headache. Mandela is not like us. We are building our reputation. If we offend this idiot, we will suffer. Hey, isn't this what you want?]

Char thought for a moment and replied, "

[How should I put it, I'm not that lowly.]

[Then what do you want?]

[To put it simply, I want to kill him.]

[The Heart of the Magic Puppet.]

Just as Moonlight had thought, they swaggered next to Mandela team, attracting the angry glares of a group of guild members.

However, this guy was indifferent and not nervous at all.

Not only that, but he also greeted the non-guild players in the team, indirectly hinting that he had a conflict with Mount Meru and was poached.

It seemed like it was just as Apple Pie had said. This guy had quite a reputation among the pub players. When they met acquaintances, they would call them Boss Moonlight, and in just a few words, he had actually managed to trick thirty to fifty people to come over.

Being in a large party meant that they had to accept commands. Moreover, the party's loot distribution was based on individual contribution points. However, there were always people who wanted to pick up scraps and obtain loot without putting in any effort. However, compared to people like Moonlight who relied on their brains and limitless ways to obtain loot, these people were simply waiting for an opportunity.

For example, this was a good opportunity.

This kind of people attracted each other, and birds of a feather flock together.

As a result, this group of people grew in number, like a tumor growing on Mandela, slowly growing.

However, Moonlight understood that he could not go too far. He kept the number of people in his party below 50. One, he was worried that they would screw up and anger too many people. Two, he knew that these people were all slackers.

As a result, he dispatched these pampers to carefully walk on the edge. The control of the scale was very appropriate. Not only could they get the advantage they deserved, but they could also cheer for him at the critical moment, so that people from the perspective of passersby would not think they were too much.

When they attracted a few more monsters, they could get a lot of overflowing milk and damage output. In the end, they did not have to share the spoils with the group of people, so they were very happy.

In the past, they would not have been able to deal with these demons with their strength.

This was all thanks to Zin'rokh's superior.

Zin'rokh was clearly gathering his forces in an attempt to annihilate the entire team.

However, he underestimated the players' tenacity.

Char was left speechless. After all, he had written in the guide that he had read about ancient truths such as don't give away experience points mindlessly unless you have no other choice, don't let the small monsters pile up problems that can be solved with bosses, and villains die because they talk too much.

This guy obviously did not listen.

Although there were system constraints, and it was impossible for Zin'rokh to use a big move right from the start, it was possible to control the monsters under his command and not send them to him... He was probably really angry.

"You're really a noob, Zin'rokh."

Char sighed.

These people probably didn't even know that the "The Heir of Zin'rokh" that the prairies men feared was hiding under their feet. In terms of size, it should only be considered the first born, a super-giant monster that should not have appeared here.

Of course, it was in hibernation and was as hard as a rock. It would not be detected or come out to join the battle. It was just a chat tool for Char and synlos.

"Master! Master! Listen to me..."

"Shut up and stop talking nonsense. Just do what you've planned, I'll act according to the situation."

"Alright. Master, look up at that direction. Seven o'clock."

Seven o'clock...

Char looked up and saw countless ruby eyes in the dark, dancing like red will-o'-the-wisps.

Dark-robed Magic Puppet.

"Tsk, there are only about 2200 Dark-robed Magic Puppet in the ruins. You must have sent at least half of them, right?"

"Yes, master! He actually dared to mock me! I'll fight it out with him!"

"Your momentum is quite big, but..."

Char looked at the military crossbow that the Mandela team had prepared for a long time.

Whether it was the crossbow blade with a metallic luster under the dim light or the rope made of magic-dispelling tendons and rune grass, it showed that Mount Meru had expected this from the beginning...

[Air-piercing V], [Lock V], [Destructive aura (powerless) V]

The combination of the three great empty words was simply ruthless. Even ten years later, when the Holy United Kingdom and fought against Arendelle, this thing would still be a powerful weapon against dragons. The dragons in the land of extreme cold would turn into walking lizards, and the Holy Knights would rush up and stab them like porcupines.

If Elfheim were to go to war with the United Holy Kingdom, the first to encounter it would be the Dragonhawk Team. They did not even need to kill it. The military crossbows alone were enough to defeat the elven Air Force.

The reason why Mount Meru was able to obtain such resources was most likely due to Brent's help. With his reputation, he was not able to apply for so many military resources. From the looks of it, Brent had really put in a lot of effort this time.

"Look over there." Char said to ripples of moonlight as he pointed at the Dark-robed Magic Puppet.

"What?"

Moonlight's attributes were not as high as Char's, so he could only see a flash of will-o'-the-wisps.

"Are they bats?"

"Dark-robed Magic Puppet. Haven't you seen it before?"

"No, what's wrong with that thing?"

"I've never seen him before... That would be even easier to trick."

Char touched his chin, "You can find the "The Heart of the Magic Puppet" in that thing's body."

"The Heart of the Magic Puppet? What are you doing?"

"It's a bound mechanical alchemy item that can be picked up. There's an NPC here who buys it back at a high price. For every five hearts, you can exchange it for an unidentified ancient magic equipment. If it's a single heart, you can also draw it once. At the very least, it's an antique equipment, and you can exchange it for reputation with the Khorium Explorer."

Moonlight's eyes brightened.

"Is the source reliable?"

"Of course, he's reliable."

Char chuckled.

Of course, he was the one who had set up the NPC to retrieve the magic puppet's heart. After all, it was one of the few items that could reactivate the orc soldier guards. The orc soldier guards were real Steel Wyverns. In terms of combat power, they were not inferior to ordinary dragons.

In order to support this statement, he shared a video with his team.

After opening it, it was Char's first-person perspective, and what he saw was an Android NPC with half an arm in a robot.

He went up to talk to the NPC. The other party spoke some unknown language, but then turned to the side and showed him a variety of equipment on the shelf behind him. He raised his hand, and a projection of "The Heart of the Magic Puppet" appeared in his palm.

With body language and symbols as a bridge, the rest was simple. The exchange list was displayed in front of him. All the items had the number 5 on the lower right corner of the heart of the marionette icon. The items marked with a 1 corresponded to a question mark.

The appraisal in "Fantasy World" was not random. It was a real appraisal, which meant that the appraisal would not change the appearance of the equipment. It would look the same as it was originally. The so-called appraisal was also called " identification. once the equipment was identified, its attributes would be displayed on the interface. Otherwise, one would not be able to use it 100%.

To take it one step further, players who were like encyclopedias could tell what an unidentified item was just from its appearance. There was no need for an appraisal scroll.

This was also why any veteran player could tell the color of an equipment at a glance.

As Moonlight, he looked around and saw that all of them were magical equipment that were shining with the brilliance of obscure runes. He was stunned.

In fact, they were all counterfeits.

However, Char was not that wicked. Although the equipment was not real, they were all made by Rylai, and their quality was definitely not inferior to magic equipment.

The "Light of Ancient Magical Equipment" was added by a few professors (the four-colored mushroom head that sold itself to Char) from the most authoritative wealth gold society, which was also the Khorium Explorer Society established by the Mushroom Men.

The antique inspection sgency would personally come down to fake it, ensuring that it was a perfect imitation of the original and natural!

How could Moonlight see through this level of forgery? He almost fell into it in an instant!

"Where is this NPC?"

"You'll be there after you die once. The resurrection point is in the ruins. Char sighed. I've been wandering around this place for a long time before you guys came. To be exact, I'm lost. If it wasn't for the map sent by that Apacha, I wouldn't have known where I was. Fortunately, I'm out now."

"You'll know after dying once?"

"Then why isn't anyone posting anything on the forum?" Moonlight asked curiously.

"Because that place forbids contact with the outside world. I was probably the first one to walk out of there. That Apacha was only a few steps away from the entrance. Maybe he went in too? There's no problem with my friend list," Char explained, "But it's a pity that there aren't many living people in my friend list."

Moonlight did not doubt the second half of his sentence and focused on the first half.

He immediately sent a message to a few friends, and as expected, they replied, "The dead players had gathered in an underground ruin under construction, and there was actually a book titled [Detroit: An Android like Human Transformation]. This group of people were busy accepting missions in the city and had long forgotten that the battle outside was in full swing.

It was true that they could not disclose their findings on the forum, because the area was still in exploration mode and could not keep in touch with the outside world.

Such a thing actually happened...

Moonlight muttered, his eyes flashing with a thoughtful look.

Char did not say anything and let him do as he pleased.