Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Miss Jasmine acted swiftly and ruthlessly. By the time the servant's head hit the ground, Duncan and Matthew had already realized what had happened: "The shadow has come to life!"

Ryan had no time to deal with those two. His identity had been exposed in Graydead City, and he would have to make a move sooner or later. He had no choice but to fight his way out first.

He poked at the servant's corpse with his straw sword, thinking that this guy was of high status. He would first control him with the Curse of Withering Disease, and then use the guy's credentials to leave the city.

But then a strange thing happened: the headless corpse twitched several times and slowly stood up.

This was not a 'regeneration' like that of a patient suffering from a withering disease; Ryan was certain the servant was dead.

This is more like the 'resurrection' of the lightless.

"Mr. Ryan."

The servant picked up his head, which had rolled to the side, and reattached it to his neck, still with a polite smile.

Perhaps sensing the confusion of the crowd, the attendant took the initiative to explain, "I do not currently have the honor of having an audience with His Highness [Death]."

They cannot die because they have no right to see death.

This is a curse.

Ryan thought to himself, "And this isn't just any ordinary curse; it's one of the four primordial curses—the curse of death!"

This servant is an apostle of death!

This is really going too far...

"Can we still leave now?" Ryan asked tentatively, thinking that since his brother had already been resurrected, he shouldn't be so stingy.

"Please do as you please." The attendant was indeed a straightforward man; he bowed respectfully, as if his head had never been severed. "It's your prerogative."

Know how to be virtuous.

Ryan nodded to him, then winked at Duncan and Matthew. The three understood and walked out side by side, heads held high. The citizens along the way, seeing the three men looking menacing, quickly made way for them.

Their heroic performance in the design competition was so clear to everyone that they were not human at all.

Even the guards were intimidated by their imposing presence and dared not stop them.

They sent the three of them out of the city.

Ryan led the two men forward at a leisurely pace. After walking about half a mile, he gestured to Matthew and Duncan with his chin and asked, "Is anyone following us?"

"...I dare not look back." Matthew kept his head straight, not daring to turn around.

"Coward." As expected of the heir to the Will of the Overlord, Duncan was the bravest. He quickly glanced back and said, "It seems... they haven't followed us."

"Then run!"

Ryan dropped those words and sprinted forward. As expected of someone who had trained for marathons, he dashed forward dozens of meters in an instant, with Duncan and Matthew quickly following suit.

The three of them ran wildly forward until the gray dead city disappeared behind them on the horizon, then they stopped, panting heavily.

Ryan took several deep breaths before he could catch his breath.

A casual match somehow managed to provoke the Dead Apostles...

Ryan really wanted to curse this bizarre matchmaking system; how could these late-game elite monsters spawn in the beginner map?

If you don't want to give out the first-place prize, then don't. Is it really necessary to use your cronies to renege on your promise?

What did the Dead Apostle mean by that?

What does it mean that 'destined death will come to visit you'?

Is it some kind of prophecy?

Ryan frowned, which was why he hated whisperers the most.

After confirming there was no danger, the three of them took several deep breaths. Once their breathing had gradually calmed down, Duncan angrily questioned Ryan:

"So you really are Ryan Lumin? What a disappointment! You're such a nice guy from the Lumin family!"

"Were you born with both parents?"

Matthew was also getting desperate. He was certain that Ryan was a traitor sent by the clergy to monitor him, and that he must have been mind-controlled just now to think of forming an alliance with such a virtuous gentleman.

“Both parents are alive,” Ryan declared solemnly. “Brother Matthew, Brother Duncan, I have never lied.”

Duncan didn't care about any of that; he unleashed a torrent of derogatory and offensive language, hurling insults at Ryan from beginning to end:

"You are a benevolent and chivalrous saint, handsome, and from a wealthy family."

This child must have grown up in a sweet environment, destined for a happy and fulfilling life. From childhood, they had a childhood sweetheart, beautiful older sisters to wait on them when they woke up, and female classmates to confess their feelings to them at school.

The hardest thing he ever ate in his life was the unsweetened bottle of red elemental liquor. The only time he ever humbled himself was when he kissed a girl. He was such a good person, without a trace of domineering spirit!

It's utterly despicable!

After hearing this barrage of sarcastic and insulting remarks, Ryan began to doubt his own fetishes, wondering if he might be a masochist...

Surprisingly, the more he was criticized, the more he enjoyed it.

"In my entire life, the kind of person I despise the most is someone like you," Duncan roared. "You want the two of us to serve your people? Never in this lifetime."

They came to the Land of No Light because they had had enough of humanity.

It's absolutely impossible for me to go to Chuguang City again.

Ryan was pleased with what he heard, but he couldn't let these two talents go.

After recruiting doctors and instructors, Cangyin will also give them mission rewards.

“Don’t be in such a hurry, you two,” Ryan said, immediately offering his advice. “I know you two have a lot of prejudice against me, but those opinions are all false. I don’t want you to serve my people.”

“I swear on my honor that I was born a true man.”

Duncan and Matthew exchanged a glance and nodded.

Ryan's oath was impeccable.

If he was born, then he did not break his vow.

If he were not born, then he would have broken his oath and lost his honor, thus becoming born.

“Even if you really are a beast,” Matthew shook his head, “I will not cooperate with you. I’ve had enough of humans.”

Humans are too weak; they die after drinking just a couple of sips of traditional Chinese medicine.

In order to achieve Matthew's goal of promoting medieval medicine, he needs to find more suitable patients.

Duncan echoed, saying that humans are too weak.

The weak bully the weaker, and the strong bully the stronger.

Duncan will only ever draw his sword against the strongest.

"Who said my people are 'human'?"

Ryan, however, revealed a calm smile and said from the bottom of his heart, "Everyone, the City of First Light is the most suitable stage for the two of you."

"If you don't believe me, come with me for a tour tonight."

Chapter 108 A Night of Surprise

Come here.

Although Duncan and Matthew still didn't believe it, since they were already there, they decided to just follow Ryan and go on the tour.

However, they were convinced in their hearts that it must be a boring city.

It has neither domineering nor traditional Chinese medicine.

Before dusk had completely fallen, the plains were tinged with layers of twilight. Taking advantage of the approaching white night, they hurried back to Chuguang City, and from afar they could see the moat filled with twilight.

Where is the bridge?

Duncan scratched his head and asked.

“Invisible,” Ryan explained.

He took out a few stones and threw them forward, signaling Duncan and Matthew to follow.

A trivial skill.

Duncan remained dismissive, dismissing it as nothing more than an invisible bridge. As he took a step forward, his bullying instincts kicked in, and he heard a whooshing sound as he reached out to grab a bundle of arrows trembling at his fingertips.

Is there still a bridge blockage?

Duncan nodded. That's interesting. The bridge is invisible, and so are the parents blocking the bridge.

Ryan waved towards the city wall, and Henry, seeing it was the lord, lowered his bow and arrow.

The three of them crossed the bridge without incident, but the gate still couldn't be opened from this side, so Ryan led them through a small hole on the side.

“What about the people?” Matthew asked.

“Our people are farming in the nearby town; let’s bring back the necessary tools first,” Ryan replied.

"What tools?"

"The amazing tool we'll be using in a bit."

Ryan led them into a blacksmith shop with an extravagant style, took out two leather whips and handed them to them. To their bewilderment, Ryan opened the warehouse, and a huge bear carcass crashed down.

In addition, there is a giant sword.

The sword was exceptionally large, as tall as three people, and was made entirely of black iron. When it hit the ground, it would crack in several layers, making it completely unusable by ordinary people.

【Hunting the Giant's Sword (Greatsword)】

[Apprentice Level]

A greatsword that has no other effects; it's simply very heavy.

A night of surprises is coming.

Ryan, holding the giant bear's paw, said gently, "Let's go, I'll take you to see my people."

Even with their extensive travels and worldly experience, Duncan and Matthew had no idea what kind of tools a whip and a bear carcass could be...

To conserve energy, the corpse must be moved to Daohua Town before it transforms.

“...Help me carry this.” Ryan said he was leaving, but no matter how hard he tried, his weak body couldn’t lift the bear carcass, so he had to ask Duncan.

Fortunately, we recruited a strong soldier.

The City of Light has everything, except for strong laborers. Ryan is sickly and weak, the old blacksmith is also old, weak, and disabled, unable to carry anything. Lady Helen is strong but only knows how to practice swordsmanship, and Lady Jasmine has enough strength, but she refuses to admit she's a strong elf...

"This is ridiculous." Duncan hoisted the bear carcass onto his back, dragging his greatsword with one hand. He wanted to see what Ryan was up to.

Ryan led them out of the city and headed towards Daohua Town.

I haven't seen it for a day, and Daohua Town changes every day.

Players seem to have taken an interest in city building, spending all their time thinking about farming and city construction. They moved stones from the back mountain, each choosing a piece of land to build a stone house for themselves, gradually adding decorations on top of it. The sense of accomplishment is obvious.

Having a home means having a sense of belonging.

From a distance, Ryan could see rows of stone houses, which looked like a small village.

As dusk deepened, wisps of smoke rose from every chimney, and the players carried their golden straws home.

The rice fields have yielded a bountiful harvest, and there won't be a shortage of food for the next six months, so Ryan doesn't need these players anymore.

"It looks quite cozy."

Duncan wanted to bully the villagers as soon as he saw them, but Matthew quickly pulled him back.

After all, they were guests, and Ryan was the host.

"So boring."

Matthew rushed towards Ryan,

"If you want us to see the warmth of humanity and hope to influence us through it, you're just dreaming. Although I admit these villages have a lively atmosphere and I'm somewhat tempted, but... hey, what are you doing?"

Ryan then plunged the straw sword into the bear's carcass. Withered vines spread along the blood vessels, instantly completely eroding the bear's body, and a spiritual connection was established between Ryan and the giant bear.

"Holy crap, it's come back to life!"

The withered bear stood up, and Duncan took several steps back. Even as domineering as he was, he had to be on high alert when facing the withered bear. But to Duncan's surprise, the withered bear didn't even glance at him. It went straight forward, bent down, and picked up the giant sword from the ground with its paws.

As long as you walk upright and free up your hands, you'll have two more equipment slots.

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