Chapter 68: Beta Test (Part Three)
Fag the rowdy pyers, Medrosh stepped forward, raising his blood-stained greatsword.
"Silence!"
But the pyers, like defiant teens, only got louder, throwing out an array of cheeky ents.
“Oh, let’s go, hubby.”
“Fet the male wife; I’ll take over.”
“Why is this red-skinned NPC ag so cocky? One day I’m taking him down.”
“That gear is so cool! we buy it in the shop?”
“He’s sant, I kinda love it.”
Medrosh’s scalp ti the chatter, but he pressed on.
"Warriors from unknown nds, I am Medrosh, steward of Baator City and Teifling warrior uhe Red Dragon’s and. You may call me Medrosh. By my master’s order, I am here to wele you.”
“But our city of Barto—and the entire Ember —do not wele idle hands. You must prove your value to me.”
“As you see, Baator City is still under stru. We hope you’ll tribute your strength to its growth.”
Medrosh tried to sound stirring, but few pyers, aside from hardcore rolepyers, were actually listening.
“That gear is slick. He must be at least mini-boss level,” muttered Mantou, instinctively pulling up his interface to use I.
[Loading data…]
[Data loaded!]
[Based on your current power level, here’s the information you observe.]
【Medrosh, the Oathbreaker】
Fa: 【Ember - Baator City】
Base Abilities: ???
Challeing: ???
Favorability: -5 (Mild Dislike)
“Acc to the official guide, if the challeing is five levels above yours, information won’t show up. This starting NPC is that strong?”
“Wait, why did my favorability go ive?”
He looked up to see the Teifling staring at him with a dangerous glint in his eye, clearly aware of his prying.
“Whoa, even I get you caught?”
Sheepishly, Mantou dismissed the panel and stood at attention, listening obediently.
Medrosh cast a warning look over the crowd before tinuing, “You may take on tasks, and Baator City will reward you accly.”
“Everyone, wait.”
He paused.
“Captain, we’ve found him,” reported Damacus, stepping forward.
Several burly Teifling guards dragged a newly arrow-riddled body from the cave, pg it o the previous o was the same “White-Water Wanderer.”
Only this time, he hadn’t even mao utter his final line.
Medrosh already knew from Cassius that pyers could revive and uood the limits on their resurres.
In 《Erezaghe》, pyers could revive once every ten minutes with an experience penalty based on their level, and they were limited to three revives per day. A third death would leave them stuck chatting in the forums.
“No way, this NPC’s actually smart?”
“Camping respawn points?”
“Official AI is just here to mess with our minds.”
“Finally, White-Water Wanderer is getting what he deserves. This guy once drew the final boss to our main city and wrecked the pce. Let him suffer and break his spirit.”
“I think I’m being a fan of this NPC.”
“Seeing a pyer get spaed pains me, but when it’s White-Water Wanderer, I’m thrilled.”
“Good NPCs still exist…”
Medrosh’s face broke into a chillingly kind smile.
“Please, be silent.”
“sider this a minor warning.”
This time, as soon as he spoke, the pyers fell silent, like school kids caught by a teacher.
After all, nobody wao be spaed at the start. Medrosh’s words held particur weight as he stood by White-Water Wanderer’s arrow-strewn body.
Medrosh then followed the Red Dragon’s instrus and began expining the town’s services.
“The bcksmith sells ons and armor, food and water are sold in the marketpce, drinks are avaible iavern, which also has rooms on the sed floor. You accept quests at the task board in the square and collect rewards from the Baator City Adventurers’ Guild…”
Following Medrosh’s expnation, the pyers got a rough uanding of Baator City.
As quests became avaible, task data appeared on their panels, including building the city walls, strug homes, hunting, and taking down hostile creatures.
Rewards were based on task difficulty and resources used, while fa tribution points were managed by Cassius as fa leader.
Most of the tasks were life-oriented—mostly grunt work, with minimal monster-fighting for leveling up. After all, the Ember practically trolled Storm Highnds, and the few monsters left could only be found deep in the forests.
“So many tasks…”
“This Wild Boar Hunt quest gives a full City Guard kit. Watch me start with OP gear!”
“You ’t eve a chi with these stats.”
“You ’t beat a chi.”
“Why are there so many grunt work tasks…”
Freshly logged in, the pyers were so engrossed in the range of tasks that they barely noticed White-Water Wanderer’s body being carried out again.
Now, three corpses were ly lined up in a row.
They seemed to silently testify to the fate of this prankster.
While Baator City had the makings of a town, it was still underdeveloped after only five years, with sparse resources and modest buildings.
The biggest issue was the she of bor. While Ember ’s support had eased this, it was far from enough.
With the arrival of these hundreds of pyers, Baator City’s development could finally accelerate, especially with this deathless, tireless workforce.
Thus, the pyers began their explorations.
“Whoa, there’s an ogre iavern! ’t they see that?”
“Wait, buddy, don’t hit me! I’m a good human!”
“That big-nosed goblin is part of the patrol? I thought it was a mob.”
“The drakes uand us!”
“Ogres, goblins, drakes, and uh…Teiflings. This starting area doesn’t seem legit.”
“That dragon statue in the square looks cool. I think that’s our boss.”
“Wait, are we really in the boss’s ir?”
“…”
Standing on higher ground, Medrosh silently observed the pyers bustling around, colleg quests, deep in thought.
While these “Starfallers” brought chaos, they also offered a fresh, limitless potential. Though he ofte exasperated, Medrosh uood this as well.
“I’m beginning to uand what the master meant by ‘Tempt with bes, threaten with force.’”
The Teifling Padin thought to himself.
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FAL
