Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Mantou and Singo chatted while walking towards the Empire Office. Mantou was holding the head of the Frost Giant and was ready to go over to claim the reward.

However, the road ahead was crowded with people. Players crowded together and almost blocked the road, causing many sheriffs to come to maintain order.

"Don't push, I came first!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Ahhh! I saved money for three months just for this day!"

The clear but slightly helpless voice of the snake woman came from the loudspeaker: "Dear citizens, please line up in an orderly manner and buy in turn!

Our store is directly operated by the Empire and has sufficient reserves. Please don't worry."

"Oh oh oh oh!"

"Snake lady, I love you! Let me ship!"

However, her shouting had no effect. Instead, those players were excited and howled.

The scene became more chaotic, like a large fan meeting, blocking many pedestrians.

"Citizens, please abide by the rules and regulations of the Empire!"

"Ah! Help! The sheriff is beating people!"

"They are beating lawbreakers like you!"

It was not until the sheriffs picked up their batons and stepped forward to "educate" them personally that the players restrained themselves and lined up obediently.

But at this time, the scene was already in chaos, the players were noisy and wailing, and the onlookers were talking about it with disgust on their faces.

"Damn it, it's this group of useless people again."

"Let them get out of the way, I'm in a hurry to check the order."

"What use are they to the development of the Empire? Greedy things!"

"Yes, they don't deserve you to appear in this sacred city shrouded in the glory of the great red dragon. They are the shame of Istalia!"

The discussion of the people of the Empire was merciless and sounded particularly harsh.

This group of "useless people" has a bad reputation in Istalia. They are all starfallers and don't need a place to live. They just lie down on the spot and it's done, which greatly affects the appearance of the city.

Whenever there is news of recruitment or tasks, these Starfallers will flock to the city, always taking away jobs from the natives of Istalia with extremely low salaries.

Moreover, these Starfallers are almost never tired, never have time to rest, and their numbers are extremely large, which greatly affects the lives of the citizens of Istalia.

As a result, banners of "Drive out useless people" and "Clean up Istalia" were pulled out by angry citizens, and large-scale demonstrations were held many times.

They even sent representatives to present a proposal to "expel the new Starfallers" at the citizens' assembly, but after intense discussions, the matter was hastily dealt with.

The "Starfaller problem" has not been properly resolved, and has become more and more serious.

Listening to the increasingly heated words of the people, Mantou, who was pretending to be a native, felt a little uncomfortable. He asked quietly: "What is going on? Why are there so many new players?"

Singo pointed to the doorplate with the Burning Emblem in the distance: "Look, this is the second Empire Direct Store in the city, and it still sells [Cassius's Secret Treasure]."

Hearing the words "Cassius's Secret Treasure", Mantou suddenly remembered some unbearable memories, and his expression became a little sad.

"Oh my god.

This rip-off is still being bought?"

Singo smiled gloatingly: "Not only are there people buying it, but the store is also sold out. This box can now open rare equipment. If you get one, you will be rich.

It is said that many new players work day and night to make money. Once they save enough money, they come here to gamble for boxes, but most of them lose everything."

Mantou looked at the enthusiastic crowd and couldn't help shaking his head: "Tsk tsk, poor new players, they haven't been beaten by the dog planner yet."

"It's about to be opened!"

"This is Brother Otter's seventh box, what a rich man!"

The noisy voices of the players came from the front, and even Mantou was a little curious.

He climbed onto Noodles' back and saw the famous blogger "Big Otter" surrounded by the crowd.

But at this moment, he was panting, his face flushed, his eyes staring at the box in front of him, and his face showed an expression that Mantou was familiar with.

Otter put his hand on the last box, and like a death row prisoner about to be executed, he slowly closed his eyes.

"It's time to witness a miracle!"

"Hahaha, Otter must be a non-African!"

The onlookers became agitated again, cheering and shouting.

Otter used all his strength to suddenly lift the lid of the metal box, and at the same time shouted: "Damn dog planner, deliver the goods to me!"

"Hua La——"

A dazzling white light flashed, and a pair of leather pants with a fishy smell lay quietly in the box.

The big otter knelt on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be muttering something in his mouth.

"I saved gold coins for three months."

[Stinky Leather Coat of Doghead]

"What? It turned out to be the legendary non-African suit?"

"It's worthy of my brother Otter to draw such a collectible artifact!"

"Yes, now I can draw white clothes, which is also a god to some extent!"

Another new player lost his dream.

Seeing this familiar scene, Mantou, who was watching on the back of the flying dragon, couldn't help laughing. Then he sighed with some pity and said in a deep voice:

"Future generations will grieve and ignore it, which will also make future generations grieve for future generations again! Alas, it is another sad story——"

However, he secretly thought in his heart: There is another piece of new material!

Singo said impatiently: "Okay, stop watching the fun, hurry up and collect your reward, we still have important tasks."

Looking at the lonely otter, Mantou got off the dragon's back with some regret and continued walking towards the office.

When I arrived at the Imperial Office, there was still a sea of ​​people outside. There were idle players wearing novice suits everywhere.

"There are so many people."

Steamed Bun couldn't help but sigh.

He came to the counter where the task was submitted and handed the sack containing the frost giant's head to the tiefling woman in charge of reception.

"Here, the head of the frost giant slave who started the riot."

The tiefling woman opened the package and frowned: "I'm sorry, Lord Viscount.

According to the rules and regulations of the empire, the frost giant who awakened the power of eternal frost should leave his body intact and hand it over to the Empire's Ministry of Magic.

Your actions destroyed the integrity of the body. According to custom, I can only give you half of the reward. "

Having said this, the tiefling woman smiled apologetically: "Actually, you only need to take a photo of the frost giant's magical image, and then you can submit the task to me."

"What the hell"

Steamed Bun took the five gold coins without tears and couldn't help but slap himself.

Why was I so helpless at that time? I had to cut off the frost giant’s head!

Watching the Tiefling take back half of the bounty, holding the somewhat shriveled money bag, Mantou gritted his teeth and turned around, making up his mind.

"Damn it, I need to take on more missions this time and earn back all the lost gold coins!"

At this moment, Singo's slightly mocking voice came from beside Mantou.

"Haha, do you think you still have tasks to take on?"

"How come?"

Steamed Bun raised his head and looked at the task board in the hall, but was surprised to find that there were only a few tasks on it.

Occasionally, a new task will be refreshed, and it will be snatched away by the players crowded in front of the counter in an instant, while there are more players queuing behind.

Fortunately, some tasks also have level restrictions, giving Mantou a chance to grab the task under the watchful eyes of hundreds of eager new players.

Singo patted Mantou on the shoulder and said, "Mantou, haven't you noticed that there are too many players in the empire?"

"really."

Steamed Bun looked around at the new players crowded together and nodded with deep understanding.

Singo continued to add: “According to official data, as of yesterday, there were 11 million active players in Erezgai.

Among them, three million players have chosen the Anzeta Wilderness - the Burning Ember Empire as their birth point. You must know that the entire empire only has a population of more than eight million.

And a large part of these new players who entered the game chose Istalia, the imperial capital full of money and opportunities. "

Mantou looked at the players who were scrambling for tasks like locusts crossing the border, and couldn't help but ask: "If this continues, Isdalia's resources will not be enough at all, right?"

Darling, there are three million players, which is almost more than the local NPCs. "

Singo pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose: “Currently, the conflict between the original inhabitants of the empire and the new players has almost reached a threshold.

According to reliable internal information, the imperial government will soon launch a series of measures to restrict the entry of these 'useless people'. "

Steamed Bun beamed with joy and clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, we must severely restrict these newcomers. Isdalia still needs high-quality talents like me."

Singo shook his finger and said with a sneer: "Don't be too happy too early.

As more and more players enter "Erezegai", the cake in the Burning Empire will only become smaller and smaller. "

Steamed Bun suddenly panicked: "What should we do?"

Singo smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out later, come with me."

Mantou stored the noodles at the parking lot of the Red Scale Garrison, and then followed Singo to a new place.

Stained glass floor-to-ceiling windows, medieval-style buildings, flashing magic circles and auras - this is the headquarters of the [Magic Coin] Guild, a magic office.

Entering the office, Mantou and Singo finally took off their disguises and restored their original appearance.

The Flying Witch sitting nearby saw them and looked particularly surprised: "You are finally here. The president has been waiting for you for a long time."

Singo and the two greeted the receptionist at the front desk, and then led by the Flying Witch to the elevator in the lobby.

"Buzz——"

On the stone slab at the feet of the three of them, a complex array shone with light blue light.

Steamed Bun looked down at his feet and couldn't help but sigh: "Damn, constant gravity magic!

You magic coin masters are indeed rich, and they can use such things to make elevators. "

The Flying Witch scratched her head: "It's okay, we also advised the president to change to stairs, but he didn't listen.

This is what he told us, as a master, the most important thing is two words - pomp. "

Even Singo echoed: "Your guild president is indeed the biggest victim of Erezgai, and he is worthy of his name."

Within a moment, under the influence of the constant gravity reversal spell, the stone slabs under the three people's feet rose seven levels in a row and reached the top of the magic office.

Passing the corridor with oil paintings, they finally arrived at the door of the conference room.

The stone statue on the door seemed to notice the arrival of the three people. It slowly opened its eyes like a living thing, opened its mouth, and made a low and calm voice.

"Guests."

"Hello."

"Please come in."

Mantou looked at the animated stone statue curiously: "This door of the magic coin is also very interesting."

"Please come in. Ugly human."

Mantou suddenly became a little anxious and asked angrily at the stone statue: "Tasteless stone, who are you talking about?"

"Boom--"

Before the stone statue finished speaking, the door slowly opened, and Charlotte, wearing a gorgeous robe and holding a mithril scepter, greeted them with a smile.

"Hahaha, you are finally here, just waiting for you two."

"So many people?"

Mantou looked closely and found that there were already hundreds of players in the conference room, and they were all familiar faces-Tiansheng Zhan Kuang and Xia Ye Qiu Yu were among them.

Singo then said confidently: "Do you know why I asked you to come here? Those who can come here are all top-level players."

Mantou put his hands on his waist complacently: "I said I was a professional player."

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Although he didn't get a positive answer, Mantou still waved forward enthusiastically: "Brother Zhan Kuang, long time no see."

Tiansheng Zhan Kuang, who was not far away, touched his bald head and greeted Mantou: "You are doing well, you have become a viscount."

Mantou continued to ask: "Why did Charlotte call so many people here?"

Xia Yeqiu Yu also turned around and said with a smile: "Of course it's their main business."

"What main business?"

"A traitor."

Under the gaze of everyone, Charlotte mysteriously opened a scroll and said to everyone in the conference room: "Everyone -

Please look, the latest large-scale event of the Empire, the Thracian Lurking Mission! It's released!

Do you want wealth? Do you want magic scrolls? Do you want camp contributions and experience? Then come with us to the south and become a glorious Empire Lurker!"

"Good guy"

Looking at Charlotte's beaming face, Mantou was stunned.

Is this the pomp of the wizard?

It's so high! He can actually say that being a traitor is so open and aboveboard.

Before Charlotte finished speaking, the translucent task panel slowly unfolded in front of Mantou.

[Hidden Hero]

Publisher: Burning Embers Empire

Quest requirements: Any occupation level reaches 8

Quest description: The former holy Fadlan Empire is no longer glorious, and on the vast continent of Feanso, three kings are fighting cruelly for power. The former Fadlan people are now displaced and devastated by war.

The great and kind Majesty Cassius could not bear to see the Fadlan people suffer so much, and decided to intervene and end this disaster.

And you, the warriors of the empire, will become the vanguard of the Burning Embers Empire, sneak into the Thracian Kingdom, and become hidden heroes. (End of this chapter)