Chapter 9 Good Brothers, Can Let Me Catch...

"Are you also undead?" Lind frowned, which was the quickest way he could display confusion from the limited acting he had left: "Where do you come from?"

"The NPC is actually asking about the setting? What should we do?" The three players discussed among themselves as if no one else was there.

"Just tell the truth, I'm actually quite curious to see how the NPC will react."

After a good while, the muscular male finally said, "From a relic battlefield in the north. After we die, we return from there unless you would take us in and let us sit by the campfire to set a respawn point here."

Campfire? Respawn point? Could you players stop adding your own settings?

Although the terms sounded a bit out of place, he could roughly understand them.

"I see," Lind realized, and let go of the sword hilt he was holding.

He understood that the so-called relic battlefield in the north must be the "birthplace" of the new players, and that he also had certain "permissions," although these permissions didn't come with the so-called "ding" notification, which made more sense in a realistic world.

Lind thought to himself, "Perhaps in the future I could establish a guide village at the relic battlefield in the north and then lead the newcomers over."

Then he nodded as if agreeing with their statement, "Star Dragon Ridge welcomes the undead with the will to save the world. At the end of the world, we should help each other! I grant you permission to stay at Star Dragon Ridge for the time being."

Even if he weren't willing, he figured the players would probably sneak in anyway, and there was no way to stop them; they might even end up mooching off him.

"Brother Qing, that's super intelligent!" The male player in the back nudged the female player beside him with his elbow.

??

Brother?

Lind suddenly felt something was amiss—is it possible that?! He took a closer look at the female player's face, which was delicate and exquisite, seemingly breakable with a puff.

Her skin was fair, and her figure slender and tall.

Compared to the male characters, she not only had white briefs but also a white tube top, hardly concealing her exaggerated figure, which would definitely sway frighteningly when she walked.

"Then, how should I address you? Knowing your names will allow for more convenient communication," Lind asked, maintaining the expression a lord (pretend village chief of Newbie Village) should have.

The muscular giant was the first to speak: "Black Tortoise Shield!"

"?"

Then the female player spoke: "Moon Slash Blade!"

"?" Lind's confusion deepened.

The last one, who looked the most normal and ordinary among the males, said, "Dragon Scale Sword!"

Lind struggled to keep his expression unchanged. Very good, he almost burst into song.

He could be sure the female undead named Moon Slash Blade was definitely a man!

They couldn't talk any longer; otherwise, he would surely start singing along.

"What exotic and lovely names," Lind tried to smile, nearly unable to keep a straight face. His stiff expression made him seem a tad bit unsociable.

Continuing the conversation with them might cause him to fail at maintaining his character, so he quickly resorted to his ultimate role as an NPC: "The chilling winter has already reduced our living space, and the wailing of wolves makes it hard to sleep at night. My territory is facing some trouble now; would you be willing to help?"

The three nodded excitedly: "Yes, whatever task you have, please give us your orders!"

Gathering firewood? Cutting trees? Or delivering letters? Bring it on!

"There is a pack of jackal wolves nearby," Lind said, "One of your Undead friends has already gone to deal with them. I would like you to go hunt the jackal wolves, to teach those despicable creatures what justice is. For every 5 jackal wolf bodies you bring back, I am willing to reward you with 20 Gold Coins."

The Moon Slash Blade said, "But we are unarmed, Lord. We have no weapons."

Getting straight to the point, he decided to grab the freebie first.

"You may choose a weapon," Lind told a Soldier beside him: "Leo, take these three to choose."

"Yes, sir!" soldier Leo nodded.

The three excitedly went to choose their weapons, spying the array of battered Armor and badly maintained, even broken, old weapons in the [Weapon Shop].

They had played games for many years but had never been as poor as they were now. It was like being starved for three days and nights and entering a buffet, where everything they saw smelled delicious.

Unfortunately, they were only allowed to take one, so each chose a weapon.

Then, as expected, the Undead saw the [Temporary Corpse Collection Point] next to the [Weapon Shop], where each jackal wolf body could be sold for 5 Gold Coins. Shouting "earning Gold Coins," the three left Star Dragon Ridge with great enthusiasm.

"I hope there are enough jackal wolves," Lind watched as they walked away, not doubting the players' combat abilities at all.

Fortunately, he also had plenty of Gold Coins.

...

The three, having left Star Dragon Ridge, were still eagerly discussing.

The Moon Slash Blade ran her fingers through her long hair. Indeed, he was a man playing a female character, and all three were roommates who had drawn the test qualification, making others drool with envy.

This time, taking advantage of the weekend, they wanted to have a good time in the game.

"The Lord's equipment just now was definitely a set," Moon Slash Blade said dejectedly. "And the shop doesn't sell it? The Armor the soldiers wore looked better than what's sold in the shop."

"It must be faction equipment, maybe we can exchange for it if we join the local faction," the muscular Black Tortoise Shield suggested. "Did you see how those NPCs looked at us as if they saw a ghost? Definitely, our affinity isn't high enough."

The last one, Dragon Scale Sword, nodded: "That's right, the affinity might be hidden."

At least they had a quest now, and their actions were no longer aimless.

"Autumn," Dragon Scale Sword turned towards the female Undead Moon Slash Blade: "I didn't notice before, but the character you created is really well made."

"Yeah, yeah," Black Tortoise Shield quickly nodded, then curiously asked, "Don't you feel anything? Is it heavy?"

"Damn it!" Moon Slash Blade got goosebumps from being stared at by the two, and although he didn't understand why he could feel so distinctly delicate in the game, he shook his head repeatedly: "Forget about it, right after I was done creating my character I tried, and it's a no-go. The game doesn't have that content. Do your characters have any sensation down there?"

"No," both shook their heads: "This underwear is just stuck on us, we can't even take it off. I guess we don't need to go to the bathroom either."

"Going to the bathroom would be too much; if we could take it off, I bet some people would definitely walk around without clothes on."

As Moon Slash Blade spoke, she noticed both friends looked at her in sync: "Do you really think I'm that perverted in your eyes?"

Black Tortoise Shield was surprised: "Isn't it perverted to play a female character?"

Then Dragon Scale Sword made a lecherous grin: "Bro, can you let me touch..."

"Get lost!"