The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!-Chapter 53 - Don’t You Want to Change Jobs
53: Chapter 53: Don’t You Want to Change Jobs?
53 -53: Don’t You Want to Change Jobs?
“Although I’m a player, I can issue quests too!”
Flawless Legs stood hands on hips at the entrance of the administrative hall, holding two scrolls in her hand, and said to the querying Undead players, “I am now a clerk of the administrative hall, responsible for helping our Lord manage the Undead!”
“I get it, dog management!”
Dozens of people gathered here, and it was impossible to tell who was speaking.
Everyone seemed to agree with the statement.
“Then let me start with the issue,” Flawless Legs didn’t care, it was just jealousy and envy.
She had indeed used the strength of nine oxen and two tigers to make paper, allowing the Undead to evolve from orally issued quests to receiving quest scrolls.
To say that she alone had spurred the updates of the divine “circle” wouldn’t be an overstatement.
Previously, to complete quests, one had to queue up and chat with NPCs, and since the Undead’s brains were basically flawed…
meaning: open the map, rush to kill enemies, but never care about what happened in the plot.
In other games it might be okay, with instructions simply entering one ear and exiting the other, and at least NPCs had text around their waists and question marks over their heads.
But here, NPCs would say the quest content once, and they didn’t care if you remembered.
Asking too many times was even considered annoying.
The game experience really felt like being in prison, and some of the Undead would even log off immediately after receiving a quest and jot down the details in their phone’s memo app, lest they forget.
“We’ve been at Star Dragon Ridge for a few days now, and while our conditions here can’t compare to other Newbie Villages, I believe everyone can see what makes Star Dragon Ridge special!” said Flawless Legs.
“Our great Lord, the noble Lind Armand of the Bloodline Nobles, trusts the Undead immensely.”
Some Undead were already sneering.
Others were muttering trash talk under their breath.
No wonder, it was too much bootlicking!
No wonder the brothers are toiling while you’re working in the administrative hall.
Kid, you’re really asking for it.
Is it necessary to bootlick the NPCs and make it hard for the brothers?
In real life, you probably were always the “official”, frequently acting as the discipline committee, and weren’t you often commended for whistle-blowing on your classmates?
“We have a lot of freedom here at Star Dragon Ridge,” he continued.
“I think a quick browse on the forums will show you that, and the development speed of Star Dragon Ridge is also very fast.”
He pointed with his finger.
If he were wearing a Polo shirt paired with pants hitched up to his belly button, he’d definitely look like a boss.
“This kid isn’t some kind of leader in real life, is he?”
“Leader, I don’t think so, but he definitely would’ve been the one to inspect dorm hygiene, leading the way when leaders toured the cafeteria.”
Upper levels talk on their own, lower levels chat among themselves.
In the real world, I might not care about your power and prestige, let alone bow and scrape to you in a game world.
“The fact that we’ve far exceeded other players’ earnings in just a few days clearly indicates something, and while I’m not sure how this game will fare in the later stages, the update last time to version 1.02, which gathered all lost wilderness Undead to assembly points, already shows that the early gameplay of this game is about developing your own power and enhancing your three dimensions.”
Most of the Undead agreed with Flawless Legs’ speculation.
Choosing a faction in games has long been a familiar basic operation for everyone.
“So, for us at the moment, the development of Star Dragon Ridge is paramount.
Accumulating more food, building higher walls, and constructing defensive works are just the basics.
Later, I’ll invite some friends with practical skills to help me experiment and try to craft some weapons, like catapults and arrow towers,” he said.
An Undead raised his hand, “Why not research guns and cannons?”
“Because this is a magic-type game!” Flawless Legs shouted.
“After seeing Lord Lind’s strength, don’t you want to be as powerful as him?
Would using guns and cannons be as cool?”
“Sure!
I want to play with guns.”
“Then you should log off!”
Flawless Legs was frustrated, “Why do you always want to use technology in a magic-based world and magic in a technology-based setting?”
“Because, that’s the basic trope of novel protagonists, commonly known as Golden Finger.”
“Right.”
Flawless Legs explained, “I’ve had a quick chat with the Lord, and this world hasn’t even reached the industrial age yet.
Even if we have the knowledge and technology, it would take years to push this magic-end-time world into industrialization.
By that time, we would already be at max level.”
No one disagreed anymore.
It wasn’t that they agreed with him, but rather, they saw a few soldiers from Star Dragon Ridge marching over, standing behind Flawless Legs.
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Damn management, always pulling rank, huh!
Seeing that others agreed with him, Flawless Legs nodded in satisfaction, “With our previous experience, we can be sure that it’s definitely not safe around Star Dragon Ridge.
Of course, we can’t stay here forever…
you know what I mean…”
We can’t stay here forever, the Undead are destined to roam the world, no one will stay in Newbie Village forever.
But it wasn’t appropriate to say this here.
Who knows if the NPCs could understand, their experiences over the last period had already shown them how bizarre the NPCs in this game could be.
Flawless Legs suddenly changed the topic, “Besides, don’t you guys want to change classes?”
“What?!” The Undead suddenly burst into an uproar.
“At this stage, the highest level is 10,” Flawless Legs said, “The Officials have capped it at level 10, we’ve been ordinary people, but according to a player friend of mine, the NPCs have a way to break us through to level 11, possessing various cool skills, which is changing classes!”
“I’m not sure if this is a bug or a secret clue intentionally left by the game.”
Looking at the eager eyes of the Undead, Flawless Legs curved the corner of his mouth.
Just as he had thought before.
Forget industrialization, forget cannons, right now, everyone just wants to change classes, they want to be cool.
“Maybe we could find a way to change classes?” Flawless Legs’ tone grew stern, “The Officials have locked our level cap, but that doesn’t mean we can’t find a way around it.
Even if it doesn’t work, completing the tasks early and then changing classes right after the update is also important.”
Flawless Legs spoke calmly, manipulating the Undead’s emotions, “And I’ve even taken the initiative to ask the Lord.
Guess what?
He said it’s possible.”
“Ah!!
Tell us, what do we need to do!”
“In life, I belong to Star Dragon Ridge; in death, I’ll be Star Dragon Ridge’s ghost!
Lord Lind, did you hear that!!”
“I can talk, I can love Star Dragon Ridge too! freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Let me passionately kiss your boots, Lord, let me replace Flawless Legs!”
Before, everyone was just ridiculing Flawless Legs for brown-nosing NPCs, but now that they know the information about class-changing, everyone immediately understood one thing.
Being close to the source pays off, with Flawless Legs’ trust in Lind, he’s definitely going to be the first to get critical information, maybe even the first to change classes!
Everyone is playing the game, how come you suddenly become cooler than the bros, it feels so frustrating.
Flawless Legs smiled, “Now that we all understand the situation, it’s time to contribute to the development of the territory.
@O Hao Chen and I reviewed some tasks, the tavern is buying a lot of food now, hiring performers, waiters, etc.
If you need a place to earn money, you can go apply.
I recommend everyone level up to 10 first.”
“Then there’s farming and defense work in the village of the Mad Wise Ones.
I have the scroll for these tasks, no one is allowed to snatch them, one person can only take one.”
Seeing the swarm of Undead rushing over, he added one more line, “Line up!”
Queuing, the Undead players are professionals, queuing is in their instincts from small to large.
