Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Just thinking about it makes me want to laugh.

The higher they boasted, the harder they fell.

The rampage caused by the Zerg hybrids will result in a huge backlash after the buildings collapse.

A storm is brewing, and long-standing grievances such as excessive difficulty, art conflicts, terrible maps, and browser game-style crafting issues will all explode like a chain reaction of explosives with Ryan's downfall.

Chain reaction, super explosive!

The reputation of "Eden" will be thoroughly investigated.

At that time, Three Kingdoms Kill will be nothing more than an ordinary person born in an era without Eden.

Ryan grew happier the more he thought about it.

The players below the hill shared in Ryan's joy.

"Is Blighttown the town we saw in the cutscene CG? The second key fragment is hidden in Blighttown, so we can make another video."

"Ha, just a mere rural village."

"The game has finally entered the main storyline."

"'Follow me to assassinate the ailing princess'? Does that mean I'll fight alongside Laibao? And it can even increase my favorability? Ahh, I'm in! Our baby powder group is eating too well!"

If a workman wants to be good, he must first sharpen his weapon.

Since we're going to conquer the new map, we need to get our equipment ready first.

At least give me a +5.

The players then enthusiastically went to collect forging stones, rolling up their sleeves and grinding away. After a week of scavenging, almost half of the back mountain had been emptied.

The delighted players were completely unaware of what they were about to face.

"Ryan Lumin!"

After the player left, Ryan was stopped by Kiri, who caught up with him. Kiri's expression wasn't good. "You're going to Blighttown? Are you crazy? You came to this conclusion after hearing my story?"

He had absolutely no idea what Ryan was thinking.

Kiri was already surprised that Ryan could communicate with the Lightless, but he was even more shocked by Ryan's thought process.

That's absolutely insane.

What kind of trauma did Ryan suffer in his childhood that led him to become like this?

"Do you want to look like me?" Kiri pointed to the blood-red spores on his cheek, "Neither human nor ghost?"

“Kiri,” Ryan glanced at him and said sincerely, “Being like you isn’t so bad, is it?”

If someone is this ugly, then there's definitely no way they could have a baby formula fan club.

It should at least be renamed Sanlu Milk Powder Group.

Ryan even seriously considered it: maybe he should get some cosmetic surgery done on his face sometime...?

But if Dad finds out that his masterpiece of 'that shudder' has been ruined, he'll definitely hold Ryan accountable, and the matter will be dropped.

"...Isn't there any downside?" Kiri laughed in exasperation.

“If you don’t want to go, that’s fine.” Ryan waved goodbye to him. “I’m going anyway.”

Hehe, I'll run away as soon as I get there.

He knows the terrain of Kubing Village like the back of his hand; his marathon training these past few days hasn't been in vain.

Hehe, I must survive!

"And while you're at it, go find your cheap old brother too." He added at the end, "Some things you can only know by seeing them with your own eyes."

It refers to the treasure hidden in that little house.

What kind of treasure could have bewitched a paladin's heart?

If you get a big red one last time, won't you get a rare one this time?

Kiri watched Ryan's retreating figure, lit a cigarette, and seemed lost in thought. The yellow sun had completely set, leaving only a pale silver sky that blanketed the city of Chuguang in layers of silver.

By the time dusk had fallen, Kiri had finished his cigarette.

Silent all night.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Ryan got out of bed.

He slept very well last night.

Because the sounds of players wailing and screaming in pain could be heard continuously coming from the blacksmith's shop.

Falling asleep to these wails, Ryan slept exceptionally well.

Take a quick shower.

He fastened the buttons on the white inner lining and then put on a thin layer of armor on the outside.

Wipe the 'straw sword' with clean water, and after watering the flowers, wrap it with two layers of shroud.

"The eleventh day's wages." Miss Jasmine came to him early in the morning to collect the debt. Ryan had no flowers to give her, so he would owe her for now.

After Ryan was hit by three breaths and one enhanced attack that missed, an indignant Jasmine finally sneaked into his shadow.

Pushing open the gate, the players waited eagerly below the city walls.

They've been playing for over a week, and although Blessing is constantly being stolen by Ryan, they've still reached around level 5.

For various reasons, they didn't sleep well last night.

Some players didn't even sleep all night.

Ryan surveyed his surroundings.

Kiri didn't come as expected. That old guy has developed battlefield PTSD from playing in Blighttown, which is a good thing.

anyway.

"Those without light!" Ryan waved his hand, "Marching towards the White Night!"

Main Quest: The White Night Approaches

Assassinating the Sickly Princess

What kind of treasure is Chapter 63?

Kubing Village is located on the outer edge of Kubing Town.

It was late spring and early summer.

The withered yellow straw swayed in the wind, and the sunlight rippled on the rice paddies. The villagers worked in the fields instinctively, and from a distance, the scene was leisurely and peaceful, a beautiful pastoral landscape.

But a group of uninvited guests shattered the peace of the day.

"Is this map even playable by humans?"

Players never expected that there were such inexperienced players, and each one was worse than the last.

Ryan glanced at them dismissively, finding them tasteless.

What is their dung to me is my honey.

The map of Blighttown, which was criticized and shelved by players during the previous closed beta, is a favorite delicacy of old-timers like Ryan.

Unfortunately, he was criticized too harshly, and Ryan only managed to reach the outer villages, without ever entering the deepest part, Blighttown.

That was the source of the curse of suffering.

Kubing Town fell to the Japanese a century ago, while Kubing Village fell to the Japanese thirty years ago; that's the difference.

We must make up for our regrets today.

Ryan had it all planned out: first, he would use the streamers to distract the Sick Knight, then he would go to the cabin to retrieve the treasure the knight had been longing for, and finally, in front of the live stream audience, he would make a triumphant escape.

He glanced at it briefly and saw that the live stream's popularity had reached a new peak.

The ten live streamers attracted a total of over 30,000 viewers online.

Ryan's quest to conquer Blighttown attracted a large number of devoted fans and sugar-coated 'milk powder' (fans of Ryan) who were also his true confidants, Chuanzi and Heizi.

The immortals are lined up like hemp.

Unfortunately, the world is now in chaos and the government is in disarray, which has allowed fans to run rampant, while trolls and haters remain silent. This is truly a critical moment of survival.

Today, he fled the battlefield in front of everyone, turning the tide of the battle.

Ryan couldn't help but laugh at the thought of his whole family flying in the air.

No, you can't laugh yet.

Villagers working in the fields at the village entrance discovered the person without light.

The man was farming, planting one withered rice seedling after another in the paddy field, repeating his last words:

"We don't have enough to eat at home...we need to harvest more grain..."

It's just these two sentences over and over again.

But what he didn't know was that what he was harvesting was not grain, but seeds that would spread the curse of withering disease.

What he couldn't have known was that no one in his family was waiting for his food.

The withered villagers are stronger than wild beasts and retain some intelligence. They instinctively use magical weapons such as 'iron rakes', 'plows', and even 'small sickles'. Getting scratched will accumulate half of the disease bar. In addition, with chickens and dogs surrounding them, players suffer greatly.

"Don't steal my grain!" the man roared.

They are very warm and hospitable.

As soon as he entered the village, he arrested a player and killed him on the spot.

"Why are there so many 'Flower Willow Bros' here? Is this 'Flower Willow Bros' hometown?"

The players cried out in despair and ran away in panic.

"Bomb it with a Blazing Fireball!" the legendary investigator shouted.

Fireball is a universal spell, available in the spell lists of mages and warriors. Players know that Fireball is particularly effective against Blight, and if it hits the core spore, it's an instant kill; most players know how to use it.

In an instant, one fireball after another was thrown out, but it had little effect on the villagers.

The withered vines on their bodies tightly wrapped around the spores.

"This game is completely pointless." The old man cursed. He was a tough guy who dared to directly criticize the father of the milk powder group. Pointing at Ryan, he said, "You're too bad, you've led us into a ditch!"

The disease of withering also has different stages. The wild beasts in the back mountain are in the early stage, while the villagers with withering are in the middle stage because they are close to the source of the curse.

In the late stage, the patient becomes a vegetable.

Ryan knew he had to first reduce the torso value by parrying to make the vines spread out and reveal the red dot before he could execute the enemy.

In short, let's put on a show at the beginning to lure the enemy in.

The higher you're lifted up, the harder you'll fall.

Ryan drew his sword.

The withered disease on the straw sword was useless to the villagers, but this thing was originally a holy sword, extremely light and sharp. Ryan wielded it smoothly and naturally, and parrying these small monsters was no problem.

In the eyes of the players, Ryan is like a god descended from heaven.

A flash of cold light appeared in his hand, followed by the crisp clang of weapons. Several sparks crackled and burst forth, and the once terrifying villager retreated several steps, his stance crumbling. The withered vines dispersed, revealing red spores, thus freeing the farmer from his predicament.

"Hey, this game is interesting." The old man quickly threw out a blazing fireball, easily catching it with his ultimate skill. "Clang, clang, it's quite fun. To be honest, Mr. Ryan is still a legend."

However, the villager was incredibly agile, dodging the fireball with a simple sidestep.

"Throw them into the withered and diseased fields."

Ryan gave guidance.

The dung monster at the village entrance has a special mechanism, or rather a bug: if you throw fire into the field, it will actively rush to block it.

The baby formula maker's father gave the order, and Yuzu immediately complied.

As expected, it worked; the villager was completely covered in blazing fire.

But before he died, a sharp wail came from his throat.

That shout was quite something; the moment it was uttered, the entire village, and even the stray dogs on the roadside, were startled.