Evil God? My servants are players!

"That's true, but what do we do next?" the pastor asked worriedly, leaning on his scepter.

"Let's see what else those resurrected can do," Luna suggested, knowing a little about the situation.

"Can't you say more? I always feel like you're hiding something," Veronica asked Luna listlessly.

"There are some things that are better left unsaid; saying them might actually do everyone a bad thing," Luna explained.

"You talk like a cardinal from the Church of Holy Light, you riddle-maker." Veronica rolled her eyes, then changed the subject, "By the way, do you still take commissions?"

"A commission? At this time?" Sasha asked, somewhat surprised.

"Well, as you can see, I'm in this state, and I probably won't be able to move around normally for a while. I'd like to ask you to help rescue the residents who are still trapped in Hamlet Town."

"As for the reward..." Veronica paused when she mentioned the reward, but then she thought of the old butler.

"Although Hamlet has become like this, I still have some assets in Sarrion that should be able to pay the corresponding compensation."

Veronica's request silenced the members of the Ice Adventure Team. They exchanged glances, each seeing in the other's eyes that the other did not want to accept the money.

They all exchanged knowing glances with Sasha, who returned a knowing look and then took the lead, saying:

"Lady Veronica, let's not talk about money anymore. Although we are adventurers who explore far and wide, we also have a conscience..."

Sasha was interrupted by Veronica halfway through her sentence:

"No! You still have to pay. Even if you genuinely want to help Hamlet Town, you still have to pay. I will give you... a price that will satisfy you."

Veronica struggled with the price, as she had no idea how many other properties the housekeeper owned.

However, given Veronica's financial situation, she most likely cannot afford a price that would satisfy a top-tier adventure team.

So Veronica could only give a vague price, but she wasn't going to try to fool the Ice Adventurers.

Veronica decided that she would pay back the money, even if it meant taking on bounties or commissions.

Veronica's words delighted the Frost Adventure Team, who, as everyone knows, were currently penniless.

"Great! Now we won't have to sell equipment to buy food after this is all over!" the priest cheered in a voice only he could hear.

After resolving the commission issue, Veronica turned her attention to the other townspeople and local adventurers, who were sitting in small groups.

Some lit bonfires, while others huddled there, their fate unknown.

Looking at this miserable situation, Veronica couldn't help but sigh:

"Sigh~ What's the point of bringing them in? There's no food here; it's just delaying their death..."

But upon hearing the word "food," the priest suddenly exclaimed, "We have plenty of food in our temporary camp in the dungeon! Enough to last us a long time!"

"Where did you get the food from in the dungeon?! Did you stock up on it beforehand?" Veronica asked, her face filled with disbelief.

"No, it was brought by goblins!" the priest replied, his spirits rising as he spoke of food.

"It was sent by goblins. Why don't you say it was sent by the Goddess of Light? That would be more believable." Veronica still didn't quite believe the priest's words.

"It's true. In any case, we do have plenty of food in our temporary camp, and we can send people to get it," Sasha confirmed.

"Alright, I'll organize everyone to get the food right away. Don't worry, I won't take it for nothing; I'll compensate you many times over afterwards!"

"Forget about compensation, those foods should be considered as belonging to those who have been resurrected."

After saying that, Sasha muttered to herself, "Do those undead need to eat?"

Just as Veronica was about to get up and organize people to retrieve the food, she discovered that the players had surrounded her first.

Long before Veronica sat down by the Ice Adventurers' campfire, Phase Man and the others, seeing that the story was over, found a secluded corner and logged off.

They weren't worried about losing money after logging off, since the players didn't have anything of real value on them.

Even their special weapons and equipment will become junk once the subscription period ends.

Only a few energetic players persist in playing the game, and their persistence has paid off.

"Oh, thank goodness I didn't log off. There's still a quest. You get paid just for healing NPCs. It's not much, but healing isn't hard."

"Indeed, healing someone and adding a little money isn't as fast as grinding monsters."

The players ignored Veronica's surprised look and just kept casting healing spells on her.

Veronica's wound was healing at an extremely slow pace, imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Holy crap! With that much health, this quest will probably net me a ton of gold. What a steal!"

"Give me some mana, I just accidentally used it all up."

Although Veronica could understand the meaning of each word, she couldn't understand anything when the words were put together.

Moreover, Veronica felt that even if she understood, it wouldn't matter, because she had no idea how to respond or interrupt.

Veronica then looked to Sasha for help.

In response to Veronica's plea for help, Sasha shared her experience:

"That's just how they are. Just ignore them. They'll come to you directly when they really need something. But these people are really rude. They often criticize others."

"Oh, the NPCs are mocking us, saying we're very rude~" one player said sarcastically.

"You're the one who's rude, okay?" another player replied, rolling their eyes.

"No, why are you talking back to me? It was the NPC who said bad things about me, okay?"

"NPCs? Ha! If I chat with AI in real life and then chat with AI in the game, what's the point of playing the game? I'm here to play games with real people!"

"You know what real bonds are?!"

It seems that a significant number of players are not particularly fond of the native inhabitants of this world.

Although the players were rude, Veronica couldn't be rude, so she kindly asked:

"Hello, I need to gather people to move supplies. I know you mean well, but could you please wait a moment?"

"Don't worry about us, just go about your business." After one player finished speaking, another word of advice fell on Veronica.

Helpless, Veronica could only lead a few followers to gather the townspeople.

After a period of rest and treatment by the players, Veronica's complexion had improved considerably, and she had even tidied herself up, covering the hole in her abdomen with her clothes.

Then Veronica tried to recall her past state, put on a confident demeanor, and began to rally the townspeople.

"Fellow townspeople! Listen to me! Although we have experienced a great disaster, it will not defeat us!"

Upon hearing this, the townspeople gathered around again, eager to hear what their leader could possibly say under these circumstances.

"I, Veronica, can defeat evil twice if I can defeat it once!"

"Failure is only temporary! We're still here, and we still have hope!"

"We are citizens of the sun! We should not live in this dark and gloomy underground city!"

"I, Veronica, swear! I will take back our town! We will live under the bright sunshine again!"

"Now! Inhabitants of Hamlet! Who among you is willing to follow me again!"

Although the townspeople's reaction was still lukewarm, some did take it to heart, and people began to gather around Veronica.

Seeing this, Veronica quickly seized the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot.

"The first step to reclaiming the town is to start by filling our stomachs!"

"I know everyone is hungry, and I also know there's plenty of food somewhere in the dungeon!"

"Adventurers! Residents! Who among you is willing to come with me!"

Food is the most important thing for people. Even when the city was under lockdown, these townspeople had been hiding in their houses for a long time, so naturally they lacked supplies and suffered from hunger every day.

After Veronica offered to provide food, the townspeople readily responded to her call.

"My lord! It's me!"

"I do!"

"Lady Veronica! Take us on another charge!" This was a player who had infiltrated the group.

Just as Veronica thought she could win people's hearts and was about to send someone to fetch food, a noisy sound came from the depths of the dungeon; it was the cry of some kind of creature.

"Gibberish? Gibberish!"