Players’ NPC daddy

Are you kidding? How much older can it be? Twice her age?

How could someone twice her age, approaching fifty, have time to play games at this age? And with the appearance of a cute little boy?

"Hey, hey—" Greenland pushed open the door of the conference room with his butt. Several people had already arrived, and not many people had time during the working day.

The only people present were a drug addict who worked as a hobby, a counterfeiter who was on summer vacation, Claire who was slacking off in the name of looking for inspiration, and a mysterious seamstress.

"Well, that's good. Almost half of the people are here. It seems that everyone is very concerned about this matter."

Greenland nodded pretentiously, but the deputy leader's demeanor only lasted for less than a few seconds.

"It's so embarrassing. I don't know how those big shots can say so many flowery, junk-food-like words in their opening remarks."

"Because there are people who specialize in writing them, and sometimes even the bigwigs themselves get tired of reading them."

"You understand so well." Greenland patted the head of the baguette she was holding like patting a waist drum.

"Can you please free my head?"

"Why? You're at just the right height, just like a handrail you can hold onto when you're tired."

"Hmm?" He narrowed his eyes, originally looking at the nail forger casually, and turned his eyes to the baguette cake who was performing crosstalk with Greenland as if he heard a familiar voice.

Different from ordinary people, his attention, which could be described as pathological, was instantly focused on the baguette cake. Every movement and every syllable of the baguette cake became extremely slow.

The brain subconsciously began to analyze and compare, and then...

"Um!?"

The forger immediately sat up straight with sweat all over his forehead and stood up straight.

"What's wrong?" Greenland was confused by the counterfeiter's strange behavior.

"We don't play games like that. Just be yourself. We're a Guild of Evil Players. Why would bad guys be so disciplined?"

"Even though I'm playing a bad game, I can clearly distinguish between reality and fiction, and I know I have to abide by the law!"

"What are you talking about? Do you still want the Tailing series? There are 75 of them, and I just packed them up."

"I didn't, please don't slander me!" The forger's voice was higher than ever before, so high and noble, as if he wanted to keep his innocence in the world.

"Huh?" Greenland touched the back of his head, not understanding why the forger's attitude had changed so much.

The forger has always been quite unafraid of worldly views and has an independent personality.

However, she had some guesses and realized that the forger might not want to accept it in public.

"Then I'll send it to you secretly. Don't be polite. I have a lot of resources. Just call me a hero."

"Peace, love, unity..."

"Why are you suddenly starting to carry this kind of stuff just to get by during leadership inspections?"

The forger's eyes twitched and he looked at Greenland as if he were looking at a corpse. Although not as exaggerated, it was almost the same.

The point is that he was almost a corpse, because he couldn't remember what happened next.

Chapter 1833 Multi-line Tasks

"Question one, what do you know about dwarves?"

After fooling around for a while, Greenland got down to business. Her assistant, Baguette Cake, sat on the left side of the long table and skillfully sent every word she said into the group chat to ensure that all guild members who were not present could also understand all the contents of the meeting.

Referred to as clerk.

Originally, theirs was a small, free-spirited guild that didn't need this. Plus, their members were somewhat unruly and might be willing to do it on a whim, but if they came every time seriously, they would probably complain.

Originally, the Ripper was willing to do it, but unfortunately the guild meeting time was arbitrarily decided by Greenland, the willful guild leader, while the Ripper's time was more fixed.

The Ogre is also an option, but unfortunately he also has fixed working hours.

Unexpectedly, Greenland discovered Baguette's talent. She found that Baguette not only recorded the content of each meeting, but also kept a log of the guild members' activities, which was as detailed as the observation records of rare animals.

Baguette Cake's talent made Greenland decide to ignore the unstable online time of Baguette Cake and hand over the job of [Somado] clerk to Baguette Cake.

The baguette who got the job had a weird expression on his face, and his real identity was only one letter away.

"Dwarf?" The tailor who had been online the longest in the entire guild, except for Greenland, and whose apparent strength was second only to Greenland, raised his eyes.

"I also have a Dwarf account. To be honest, unless the player's forging skills are extremely high and can consistently produce legendary equipment, the difficulty of completing the Dwarf novice quests is not proportional to the rewards, and it's a losing proposition."

The dwarf novice task is naturally that the dwarf player's birth point is in an underground cave. If you want to get out, you have to grope around in the dark underground cave maze and gamble your life.

It is not a mission, but it is better than a mission. Not only is there no reward, but it is also extremely difficult and torturous.

It is said that there is a kind of punishment that involves locking a person up in a solitary underground cave without seeing the light all day long. The dwarf's start is similar to that one.

Many game anchors who use the torture of game content as a selling point have challenged the dwarf start. The worst one took three full months to get out of the underground, and then because he was too excited, he forgot to use special ointment to be immune to sunlight and was petrified.

Being petrified means being dead, and when you die you will be resurrected at the save point. But where is the save point for a dwarf player who has never reached any town and has no materials to make a bonfire?

Of course, it was underground at the birthplace. Three months of torturous exploration were all reduced to zero. In the end, the anchor decisively gave up the dwarf. Compared with popularity and salary, his mental state was more important. The stone statue of the dwarf account was also collected as a souvenir.

Some people seriously said that if you want to experience the extremely bad early game of "Godlock" and feel that the geniuses are crazy and don't care about the player experience, then go play the dwarf profession.

Even the tailor, who had managed to hold on to the knight rankings of the company considered the most black-hearted, found the dwarf race a little too much to bear.

"The feeling of being in such a dark and narrow tunnel is really suffocating and depressing. If it goes on for a long time, it will really have a bad impact on people's spirit." The seamstress tapped the table with his fingers and said very seriously.

"I was able to stick with it by watching AV and exploring at the same time."

"Oh, a fellow reader! I read erotic novels!" Greenland excitedly supported his hands on the table.

The counterfeiter on the side looked at the baguette cake, then at Greenland and the tailor. He didn't know how to remind these two guys that the topic of "games can have a bad impact on the players' spirit" is easy to cause a sensation.

If the authorities knew about this, they would inevitably conduct rounds of inspections on [G].

But when he realized it, these two guys with abnormal reflexes had already finished their words like machine guns, and started discussing 18X content in social games.

Never mind, it's just one more body.

The forger lazily lay back in his chair, thinking that since it was already like this, he might as well just leave it as it is.

"This time, our foster father fed us the wrong thing. Blaze asked us for help with something related to dwarves. He didn't specify the level of the task, but anything Blaze produces must be world-class!"

"Hmm?" The tailor frowned. "So, even though you got information about the mission from Blaze, you didn't successfully join it?"

"Well, this is indeed a bit strange, and I have some speculations about it." Greenland patted the table, but because it was a cat's paw, no sound was made.

"One possibility is that this world-class quest is a multi-threaded one, with different characters having their own unique main plots. These plots eventually come together to form a single thread, like puzzle pieces that complement each other's doubts and shortcomings, ultimately unravelling the final conspiracy."

"For example, Lupin XIII received a special mission to find the legendary Kingdom of Immortality. It was just an ordinary treasure hunt, and even a rather boring one."

"But during Blaze's quest, 'Searching for the Lost Sun Chariot,' this treasure hunt took a dramatic turn. Two unrelated quests were combined thanks to the previously unnoticed characteristics hidden within the Sun Chariot."

Greenland also mentioned Blazer's speculation about the special ointment, which uses substitute materials to enhance its efficacy and imitate the power of the sun.

"I see. No wonder it's related to the dwarves." The tailor nodded in understanding. "If I were to speculate, perhaps the dwarves have some plans for the Sun Chariot."

"Driving the Sun Chariot is like becoming the owner of the sun. With the sun, the dwarf's curse is no longer a problem."

"Oh? It sounds like a race's self-salvation." The poison master interrupted.

"It's not that simple."

Claire, who usually sat on a chair and played the role of an exquisite doll, spoke unexpectedly. As a painter with a personal exhibition, she has a deep understanding of various cultures.

"The curse of the dwarves' race isn't just a fear of the sun, which petrifies them. It also includes greed."

"Perhaps at first the dwarves wanted to save themselves, to escape the underground caves, but once they made some progress, their desires and greed drove them to greater ambitions."

"This has been described in many works in the past, but in recent years it has been less emphasized, with dwarves being portrayed as honest people."

Chapter 1834 Super Liver Emperor

If we were to say what the greatest characteristic of dwarves is, it is undoubtedly their amazing forging skills. The idea that all dwarves are excellent blacksmiths has almost become a stereotype.

There's no way around it, because the two weapons forged by the dwarves are Gungnir, the sure-hitting spear, and Mjolnir, Thor's hammer.

These two extremely famous weapons have become regulars in all kinds of entertainment works, even science fiction works.

For example, Gungnir, the most powerful space-based weapon for targeted strikes, and Mjolnir the Crusher, the most powerful exoskeleton.

In addition, there are various magical treasures from Northern Europe forged by dwarves.

Because of the characteristics of the blacksmith, many people subconsciously ignore another characteristic of the dwarf.

Just as the Aesir loved to break contracts and be cunning and deceitful, the Dwarves also had a similar character flaw: greed.

They may be able to forge extremely powerful weapons, but on the other hand, because the weapons are precious, they will try to keep them and not give them to anyone else.

If the weapons were originally forged by the dwarves themselves, that would be nothing. However, many times, dwarves forge weapons at the request of others, and after asking for the reward, they will go back on their word or ask for an exorbitant price due to their greed for the treasure.

Unfortunately, in the original Norse mythology, the greedy dwarves did not have much opportunity to exercise their greedy nature because they encountered the even more rogue Aesir.

He provoked Fajia to act like a rogue and steal weapons, and he also deliberately delayed time until the sun rose. In this situation, the dwarf really looked like an honest man who was bullied.

"Dwarves are a very interesting race, but it's a pity that current works don't want to delve deeper into them, and just try to exploit the blacksmith part. Sometimes there's no blacksmith at all, just simple 'dwarves'."

The tailor sighed softly and rubbed the bone needle sword in his hand with pig skin.

“I hope Godlock can give me some surprises.”

"To be fair, sometimes surprises can easily turn into shocks." Greenland couldn't help but complain.

In the past, when she was more hungry and poor, she searched the map for special tasks and special plots. When Blaze forced them into her mouth, she was happy at first.

But happiness is short-lived, and being stuffed with too much will also be painful. Later, as the scale of those tasks became larger and larger, even she would feel that she could not hold on any longer, that it was over, and that she could not go on any longer.

Just a few days ago, in the battle of Tiamat, she was happy at the beginning, killing everyone and frantically collecting materials for the eleven monsters, filling up several treasure chests.

But when the eleven monsters merged into the corpse of Tiamat and began to descend, she was dumbfounded. Compared with the corpse of Tiamat, the big red dragon was nothing but a piece of trash.

If it were any other game, she would definitely be extremely calm, because this kind of scene must be a plot CG, and she would just applaud and give a thumbs up.

Anyway, the official is definitely reluctant to end it here, or this is the final battle of a single-player game. Even if you lose, you can load the game and challenge again.

But "Godlock" is different. This world, which sells itself on freedom and infinite possibilities, may really end here.

She hoped that this time, the Sun Chariot would only bring small surprises and frights, otherwise her little heart would not be able to bear it.

If possible, she wanted to solve the problem before the main mission got out of control, or at least put away the Sun Chariot, which might cause big problems.

"That's true." The tailor nodded in agreement. He just wanted to work like crazy in this world, just like the brainwashed employees in the black-hearted factory, and he didn't want the factory to go bankrupt.

"What level is your dwarf account, Guild Master?"

"Only level 25, and just walked out of the underground cave." Greenland frowned, feeling something was wrong.

The next quest they are looking for may be limited to dwarf players, or dwarf players may be more convenient, and there must be at least one high-level dwarf player in their team.

"Do you want to contact those high-level dwarf players?"

"No need, I can do it." The tailor stood up and walked into the small room next to it.

If you want to switch accounts, besides exiting the game and logging in again, you can also enter a closed small room and switch directly.

In order to make it easier for players to change their accounts, many guilds will prepare a changing room.

In this world, interpersonal relationships can be inherited, and game guides are updated all the time, so many players have several small accounts to experience a variety of characters and related special content.

When the door of the small room was pushed open again, the thin tailor had changed drastically, becoming an extremely strong dwarf over two meters tall.

Its unusually pale skin is quite unique.

However, pale skin is normal. This is the skin type of dwarves who live in underground caves and cannot be exposed to sunlight.

If the dwarves were not able to forge iron and treasures, their eyesight would probably have deteriorated.

"Wow, it's the maximum level." Greenland showed a surprised expression after the appraisal, because this is not an ordinary maximum level, it is the maximum level of all high-level professions.

Although it did not receive the title of [Extremes], [Extremes] is something that can only be encountered by chance, and it is not a symbol of strength.

Rather than the dwarf account of the sewing master, which is at the maximum level and very strong, Greenland is more curious about how many alts the sewing master has.

The answer is quite surprising, there are 14 trumpets in total, 6 of which are high-level ones that are also at the maximum level, and two are [Extremes].

This person is all liver.

However, the tailor also explained that he did not want to do this on his own initiative, but he used a small account to create a bug in order to brush up on the knight rankings.

The strength of the main body's sewing master is too high, so he cannot accept economical low-level contribution tasks. In addition, interpersonal relationships can be inherited, so he opened many low-level accounts to obtain contribution tasks.

Later, I was simply suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder. I couldn't bear to give up my account, and I also wanted to have some fun, so I started practicing on my secondary account.