114 A Second Life

A green Goblin with polished armor was laying down on a clean stone slab.

He closed his eyes in serenity. The word "Peasant" was above his head.

A few Goblins walked quickly past him.

"Yesterday was tiring. It was tiresome to mentor the novices."

"Those silly dudes didn't dare to touch the train after seeing the Beetlemon stomp Goblins to death. Hahaha."

"We don't need to mentor the novices today. Let's go to the Ancestral Ruins to carry bricks."

"Shall we exchange our mission loot for rewards? There are many foreign Second Beta Gamers. If they go in and take our loot away, we'll lose big time."

"You're right."

"Let's ask Arthur and NotWearingPants and see what they say."

"I just got online. Let me do my Daily Mission of carrying bricks."

"Go ahead, but make haste."

The sound of a chatting group faded into the distance.