My Players Are So Fierce

It took Vomit Sauce a good 10 minutes to fully understand that these four imposing and fierce female soldiers were guards assigned to his father by the Administrative Department.

He wasn’t angry about his father spending money to “keep women” in the game, after all, in this era, which man didn’t have a few presentable “paper waifus”?

Moreover, he didn’t have time for wild thoughts now, because thanks to his father’s unreliable guidance, within 30 minutes of entering the game, Vomit Sauce had gained an administrative profession of “Acting Village Chief” and a secondary profession of “Vehicle Design Engineer.”

He obtained both professions in a confused state, basically doing whatever his father told him to do. The former belonged to the Administrative Department, while the latter was related to the newly launched manufacturing industry’s “Mechanic.”

But they both perfectly matched Vomit Sauce’s character talents 【Vehicle Expert】 and 【Professional Logistics】.

“I heard that the Halflings on the continent have already developed steam-powered mechanical trains, but considering that the steam engineering in this game’s background must be quite different from our mechanical engineering, the steam locomotives they’ve cobbled together probably don’t look much like what you’re familiar with.

We must visit the Genoa Peninsula sometime to broaden our horizons.”

Half Off With Full Coverage laughed heartily as he led his son, who was clutching his appointment letter, out of the Administrative Hall under the protection of four female guards. His two old friends were already waiting at the entrance.

As the “Three Administrative Stars,” Dump Truck Iaido and Bulldozer Man were unusually fully armed today, both mounted on mighty demon-hunting steeds and accompanied by guards. Including Half Off’s four guards, there were 12 people in total, looking quite intimidating.

Vomit Sauce immediately politely greeted the two uncles he knew in real life, forcing the two middle-aged men who were still showing off on horseback to remove their helmets and respond.

“Why are you here too, kid?”

Brother Dump Truck asked in surprise:

“Your dad’s just playing a game, is it necessary for you to come in and monitor him? Not to criticize, but your mom’s situation needs intervention, such strict control isn’t good.”

“Uh, the situation is complicated, but it’s definitely not what you’re thinking.”

Half Off didn’t want to discuss real-life matters in the game, so he cut off his two old friends with one sentence. He mounted his horse and asked:

“Is the portal ready?”

“Yes, we specifically asked Lady Femis to open a portal, with the landing point at our previous campsite between Smuggler’s Woods and Foul Swamp.”

Bulldozer replied:

“Now we’re just waiting for the new players to receive their beads and dog tags before taking them over. That dog Joy Stick is still in the military camp undergoing knight trials, he really can’t make it today, so we have no choice but to find new people to fill in.”

“What combat power do they have?”

Half Off watched his son struggling to climb onto the horse’s back, covered his face and sighed:

“If a real fight breaks out, I guess we’ll have to rely on the guards of us administrative officers!”

“Not just us, the girls’ ‘Silver Moon Pride’ and Master Mao’s ‘Soldier Strike’ teams will join too, everyone acknowledges these two teams’ combat power. Plus, Fangfang just reported that the Blood Rat Gang’s NPCs set out a few days ago. 𝘳ᴀΝȯ𝖇Е𝘴

They’ll meet up with us near Smuggler’s Woods.”

Dump Truck corrected:

“So it’s called ‘debt collection’ in name, but it’s not just players going over, Blood Rat Gang’s leader Dorothy is Lady Adele’s subordinate. Her involvement represents Crimson Citadel and Lord Murphy’s attitude toward this matter.

If that Blood Claw Clan doesn’t give face… hehe, then don’t blame us for not being polite!”@@novelbin@@

“What are we waiting for then? Let’s go!”

Upon hearing there would be NPC support, Half Off’s worries immediately vanished. He drove his horse forward to help his useless son climb onto horseback, leading the guards in a mighty procession toward the exit of the advance camp.

This “debt collection action” initiated by the administrative professionals was closely related to the interests of all players.

The loot and equipment plundered from the Gnoll camp were to be divided equally among all players who participated in the “Decisive Battle at Anderma Hills” instance. According to calculations by professional accountant players “One Punch to Destroy the Galaxy” and “Ruthless Horseshoe Crab,” after being purchased and converted to gold coins by the Administrative Department, even with the department being a bunch of bloodsucking vampires, each player would still receive about 50 gold coins.

Given the current player economic standards, except for various “money-making” veteran players, this was no small sum. Therefore, when Dump Truck and others arrived at the camp exit, almost all players who had nothing else to do gathered around.

Including the new players who came to join the excitement and the guards brought by the administrators, the number of people easily exceeded 200.

Truly a mighty force.

The Lady hiding in the shadows didn’t waste time emerging from the crimson spirit energy. After Dump Truck came forward to request instructions, she immediately waved her Night Howl Staff, casting a spell to open a large portal directly connecting to near Smuggler’s Woods.

Like teleportation scrolls, these large astral portals had a tiny chance of getting lost, so the Lady would absolutely avoid risking herself when possible.

But she knew the otherworld warriors weren’t afraid of this, so she watched them charge through the crimson light screen with battle cries.

“Murphy, your warriors have set out.”

The Lady reported to the Lord:

“Perhaps you should contact that Gnoll called Hog and let it prepare for the response. I see these warriors looking quite murderous, not like they’re joking. If it doesn’t handle this perfectly, I’m afraid the Blood Claw Clan won’t escape disaster today.

Honestly, I can’t understand, that Hog seemed like a very clever Gnoll, why would it do such a greedy thing as taking away property that doesn’t belong to it?

Is it really the innate inferior nature of Gnolls?”

Murphy’s voice quickly came from the computation bead in the Lady’s hand, he replied in a gentle tone with a hint of oddness:

“You actually thought that was from Hog’s own idea, it seems Chieftain Hog is indeed good at deceiving people, but the fact is, all its actions were under my instructions”

“Ah?”

Lady Femis widened her eyes, she exclaimed:

“You told your subordinate Gnolls to steal your warriors’ spoils of war? Why? Are you deliberately trying to provoke conflict between the two sides?”

“No, I just hope to arrange a decent ‘reputation guidance quest’ for my warriors.”

Murphy said in a relaxed tone:

“They’ve already adapted to activities around Crimson Citadel, wanting them to actively expand their range of activities to all of Transia isn’t an easy thing.

But look, with just a little manipulation, my warriors will rush like driven goats to where I want them to go.

Most importantly, Hog is smart enough that it has already prepared for the warriors’ arrival, moreover, according to Adele’s report, Hog’s ‘new home’ seems to have encountered some unnecessary ‘trouble’.

In a situation where I can’t send vampires and soldiers, handing these troubles to my warriors is most appropriate.

Their ‘newbie zone’ can’t always stay at Crimson Citadel, the city construction here can’t be delayed anymore.

Speaking of which, Femis, can I ask you for a favor?”

“Tell me.”

The Lady asked without hesitation, and Murphy frankly said:

“Little Countess Sharon needs to return to the ruins of Seicob City to search for her family relics, and my warriors also need to complete their knight trials in Count Seicob’s domain, both matters need someone with sufficient status and strength to preside over.

Tris and I can’t get away, Maxim needs to train new recruits and Kudel needs to patrol the borders, so it can only be you.”

“I’d be happy to, I’ll go discuss departure time with Sharon right away.”

Lady Femis said cheerfully: “Anyway, it’s very safe around Crimson Citadel now, I don’t have much to do staying here.”

“Since you’re so free, then please help me with one more thing.”

Murphy’s voice mixed with the sound of a quill pen scratching across paper, he said:

“The Carpe family’s production line caravan will also enter Transia in the coming days, I’ve already set the military factory construction site at the former Gnoll camp location, that river bay area will also be the location of the first large stronghold ‘Torrent Fortress’, that’s your territory, so I’m leaving this matter to you.

Is that alright?”

“I’m happy to help, but I’m curious, what exactly are you busy with? Even building houses doesn’t require you to personally go to the construction site to mix mortar, right?”

The Lady asked curiously.

Murphy was silent for a few seconds before answering:

“Preparing to receive prisoners and preparing to welcome guests, you don’t know yet? The Blood Dread Clan that disappeared from history is coming back, and their first stop when returning to their homeland after 200 years away from the continent…

is Transia!”

“Ah???”

——

“Hog! Chieftain Hog! Those bone monsters are coming up again!”

Deep in Smuggler’s Woods, at a hillside cliff formation further into the forest from where Murphy had ambushed the Goldflower Kingdom transport team with the little players, the thin Gnoll Nash’s panicked shout startled Hog who was using a crude stone wheel to sharpen a hand axe.

This made the Blood Claw chieftain very annoyed as it kicked over a barrel by its feet, spilling fresh venison all over the ground, making the eyes of several busy little Gnolls nearby go straight.

In ordinary clans, these cubs would definitely be kept by their mothers for “education,” but the Blood Claw Clan’s cubs were gathered together, personally taught by Chieftain Hog.

This was a very correct choice.

First, Hog was small in size so rarely participated in group hunts, giving it enough time to educate the cubs according to its own ideas.

Second, mother Gnolls freed from “childcare” duties could participate more in the clan’s daily work, allowing Hog to fully utilize the strength of the mother Gnolls who currently made up two-thirds of the clan.

Third, Hog knew well that ordinary cubs were all very smart when young, letting them mix with “stupid Gnolls” would turn them into fools who only thought about eating meat.

It hoped its Blood Claw Clan could break free from the “malice” toward Gnolls on Transian soil. Not talking about lasting for thousands of years, but even just taking root locally and staying together for ten years would be record-breaking.

The Gnoll way of life determined that they could never establish long-lasting clan inheritances, of course, except for Moss Valley in the Dark Mountains.

After all, that was the holy land of all Gnolls.

The clever and cunning Chieftain Hog was very angry at this moment. It was studying some Gnoll tools brought from Kenport’s camp, trying to transform this savage knowledge from the Dark Mountains into power it could use, but unfortunately the clan had just migrated here and there were really many problems.

Especially the “external enemies” made it difficult to concentrate.

Nash’s report came at a bad time, immediately interrupting the cubs’ learning process.

“What are you looking at? Get back to memorizing the text!”

The Blood Claw chieftain suddenly turned back to look at the other Gnoll cubs in this large tent built with wood and cloth. These little ones were very clever but had difficulty concentrating, any disturbance would interrupt what they were doing.

Hog wanted them to learn the Transian language as quickly as possible, which was very difficult for the adult warriors to achieve, but the cubs were at the strongest learning period of a Gnoll’s short life, they still had a chance to learn it, provided they put in hard work.

“Tonight whoever still can’t learn 50 characters won’t get any meat!”

The chieftain shouted, making the 50-plus cubs immediately shrink their heads and obediently run to the crude slates to practice pronunciation. Meanwhile, Hog itself walked out of the tent and looked at Nash before it, who was as small as itself but also a good hunter. Hog said impatiently in a low voice:

“If the bone monsters come then drive them away! We have the numerical advantage, this is our territory and we have traps so there’s no need to fear them, but didn’t I say not to let you hunt in those forest areas where skeletons gather? Smuggler’s Woods is so big, there’s prey running around everywhere, why must you provoke them?”

“We didn’t deliberately provoke them, Chieftain, today the hunting warriors were very obedient, we only hunted those stupid koalas and overrunning rabbits in the areas you marked.”

Nash immediately explained:

“The bone monsters actively ran into our territory! The patrol sentries brought news, I led the hunting warriors to repel the first wave, but the Kobold mystic Goldtooth reported that the earth gave it a warning, there are more bone monsters running into our territory, it’s like we’ve stirred up their nest.

Chieftain, this won’t do!

Although Smuggler’s Woods has abundant resources that can easily feed us, but those places where bone monsters gather will leave pollution, the land there becomes cold and barren, many trees have died, and many prey have died too.

We can’t let them take away such a good place.”

“I know, I know, but our warriors now are only enough for defense.”

Hog had a headache.

In its memory there weren’t such large-scale skeleton legions in Smuggler’s Woods at all, it had even rarely seen so many undead creatures in Transia during the first half of its life.

Except for the ghoul swarms under Kadman City, that hellhole was a man-made disaster.

But Smuggler’s Woods was three days away from Crimson Citadel, it couldn’t possibly be affected by the evil power of those ghouls, so where did these skeleton legions here come from?

“Told you to bring more capable ones when you left!”

Hog couldn’t help cursing again:

“But you all brought females over, they still need to dig caves and build camps for the clan in these forest clearings, damn it now we can’t even spare any hands!”

“It wasn’t me, Chieftain! I’ve always been obedient in selecting clever and young clansmen for you.”

Nash immediately protested:

“Bringing so many females wasn’t my idea, I can’t control those generals under you, but Goldtooth is already recruiting Kobolds.

As long as we have enough Kobolds, our camp can…”

“Chieftain! Chieftain, a group of fierce-looking humans has come to the ruins outpost at the edge of the woods! They’re cursing outside the woods, saying for you to get out there and give them an explanation.”

Just as Hog was discussing the “enemy situation” with its subordinate general Nash, a nimble hunter with hyenas quickly came to report:

“I saw what looked like wrapped-up vampires traveling with them like rice dumplings, should we gather the warriors to defend against enemies?”

“Ha! They’ve finally come!”

Hog, who had been worried just now, immediately beamed with joy upon hearing people from Crimson Citadel had come outside.

Its long wolf muzzle opened in a grin as it licked its lips, smiling broadly and saying:

“No need, no need, they are reinforcements invited by your chieftain, with them, we don’t need to worry about those skeleton legions.”

Nash and the Gnoll hunter beside him looked at each other in confusion.

They felt their chieftain seemed to have gone crazy, where in Transian lands could Gnolls ally with humans?

“What are you standing there for? Load up those things I separated out from the treasury onto the carts, then follow me!”

Chieftain Hog scratched at the computation bead on its chest, making proud strange calls, then swayed its balding tail as it walked out of the camp.

It had personally seen in Crimson Citadel’s fighting club how vampires and the Blood Rat Gang commanded these formidable and strange “warriors,” it felt it could also copy this effective “cooperation” model.

It had already tried it before in Kenport’s camp, these guys really weren’t afraid of anything, they would dare to do anything as long as there were rewards.

This was perfect!

Its clan’s current situation really needed such brave people!