Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 377 - 360: We Respect the Dead and Do Not Wear Their Armor
Chapter 377: Chapter 360: We Respect the Dead and Do Not Wear Their Armor
The unexpected death didn’t make Dongdong angry.
She just felt a bit regretful that she hadn’t managed to knock off the second rib of the undead in the last moment...
Moreover, getting herself killed was one of her goals after all!
*Even though she planned to play well, considering her current strength, she was, at most, cannon fodder. Practicing combat was enough, but the ultimate goal was to take advantage of her low level and abundant revival tokens to gather equipment by dying.*
*And the mage is too safe in the back row—she didn’t want to commit suicide, so, of course, she had to move forward to get killed...*
This was the 11th time Dongdong had been resurrected, and she had managed to snag ten sets of equipment through deaths.
*And all these ten sets of equipment were deposited into the communal Space Ring of the Nature’s Heart Guild. It was specially exchanged collectively by Li Mu for servicing guild members, and almost every larger guild had a similar communal ring.*
*In fact, after this mission was released, there were many players with the same mindset as her.*
*Even max-level 40 players could arbitrage and gather 4000 contribution points by exploiting death for equipment.*
*Just that most players had limited revival tokens and couldn’t afford to die that many times.*
Aside from those fortunate like Dongdong, most of those with many revival tokens were wealthy players from the lottery pool. They weren’t short on money, nor did they care about those contribution points; they just wanted to enjoy themselves on the battlefield...
After Dongdong disguised herself, changed her hairstyle, and muddied her face to ensure the dark dwarves couldn’t recognize her, she again used the long-distance Teleportation Array to arrive at Blade City...
At that moment, the Teleportation Array at Blade City was still crowded with players.
Some were coming back after being resurrected, while others had gotten the message and were rushing over after taking up the task.
They were clamoring, waiting to receive equipment, and then heading to the walls for battle.
Just when it was nearly Dongdong’s turn, a disturbance suddenly broke out in the crowd ahead:
"What? No equipment left? It’s all distributed?"
No equipment left?
Hearing this news, Dongdong was slightly taken aback.
*Wait... Can equipment actually run out?*
*Isn’t this a game?*
*Game rewards like this shouldn’t be limited, right?*
*Could it be... that the bug was reported, and the game company found out someone was exploiting this loophole for equipment?*
Dongdong furrowed her brow.
At this moment, the dark dwarf responsible for distributing equipment wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with a wry smile,
"Well, I’m terribly sorry; we didn’t expect everyone to be so eager. We clearly prepared eight thousand sets of equipment, but it all got distributed so quickly..."
Upon hearing the dwarf’s response, the players exploded in an instant:
"Eight thousand sets? That’s way too little!"
"Is it not intentional from the official side? I know someone must be exploiting this for equipment, but we are new here!"
"Yeah! What do we do without equipment? We can’t be expected to fight the undead barehanded, can we?"
"Right! Right! We are newcomers!"
Dongdong also shouted among them.
Looking at the somewhat angry elves before him, the responsible dark dwarf was also feeling exasperated.
But... they really hadn’t anticipated so many elves coming!
Eight thousand sets! Distributed so quickly; didn’t that mean over ten thousand elf reinforcements came?
This fact was quite exciting, but... it was genuinely a bit awkward with the shortage of equipment.
And just when the elves were full of indignation, Chief Brin, having received the news, finally arrived.
Seeing the growing number of elves, he also felt his scalp tingle...
*So many elves came?!*
"True God above! While on the wall, he couldn’t oversee the entire situation, and with the elves’ high casualty rate, he really hadn’t realized so many elves were already participating...*
Even though Brin hoped for many elves, their overwhelming numbers stirred new questions in his mind:
*When did elves become so ubiquitous?*
*Where did these guys pop up from?*
*Or perhaps... was the message about elves being scarce just false, like the myth that elves love peace?*
*Were those just scams by human merchants selling elf slaves at high prices?*
*Yes... after seeing the elves’ frenzy, as a believer of the Death God, Brin’s first suspicion wasn’t the identity of these elves, but rather if the lore about elves they knew before was misleading.*
*After all... residents of the Underworld almost never ventured above ground, and most of their news came from human gyp merchants.*
*Nonetheless, with the True God’s oracle, these elves were definitely the most solid reinforcements for their side.*
*And since the oracle promised equipment, Brin couldn’t afford to break his word.*
He pondered for a moment and said,
"Equipment... will definitely be provided to everyone. I’ve arranged for people to gather it from the walls."
Saying this, he sighed,
"Your companions... are indeed very brave warriors!"
Some players gradually caught on after hearing Brin’s words:
"Wait... does this mean we’re supposed to use the equipme... ahem... the equipment left by the fallen elves?!"
Brin did not deny it,
"The situation is urgent, so we have no choice."
However, upon hearing this, the elves exploded again:
"No! That’s not acceptable! Those fallen comrades are true heroes! The equipment they earned belongs to them! We can’t use it!"
"Their personal belongings are sacred and inviolable! That is their property, and it cannot be used to pay our rewards!"
"Exactly! This is a matter of principle!"
Seeing the decisively stubborn elves one after another, Brin was quite speechless...
*These guys, why are they so stubborn!*
*Should he admire them for respecting their deceased comrades, or criticize them for being so single-minded?*
*The people are dead; what use is there for the equipment?*
Of course, at that moment, he didn’t know that if he really sent people to the wall to find equipment, they probably wouldn’t find many sets back...
Brin thought for a moment and said,
"How about this, everyone first changes into the equipment of the fallen, while we keep a record here. After the war ends, everyone can come here and exchange for their own equipment using the record, and as for the deceased’s... their relatives can pick it up."
He was determined to quickly contact other city-states and rush the production of equipment!
*Even if it pained Blade City to take out so much equipment all at once, winning the war was much more important.*
Of course, he had another alternative plan:
"Additionally... I see some friends came equipped on their own. We can also pay in gold pound equivalents instead of equipment as rewards if you agree, how about it?"
Listening to Brin’s words, the elves agreed this time:
"That’s a good solution!"
"No need for equipment; gold pound equivalents work too! Magic Stones also work! I even welcome magic materials!"
"Haha! Me too, me too!"
Seeing the elves suddenly change their tune after receiving a promise, Brin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
*Even though they couldn’t come up with equipment immediately, Blade City was quite wealthy after all!*
