I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 360. Start To Fan The Fire

Mount Meru was always on guard against the Moonlight.

That was his first contact with the other party, and he immediately added a lot of past experiences about the moonlight, especially the three-dimensional experience. The articles on his social media that were popular and caused a sensation among the people... Then, he realized that he had thought too little.

He was obviously not a reckless person. It was almost inevitable that he could become a warrior on the forum. He knew how to start a topic, how to incite, and how to create momentum...

However, he was so quiet...

The more this was the case, the more he was on guard.

That was until the appearance of the Dark-robed Magic Puppet.

He had also noticed that a magic puppet had suddenly fallen from the sky and had been killed by Eddie.

A magic puppet's level was directly related to its body size. Although this one looked like it was only around level 35, it was already shocking enough...

What made him even more curious was, how did this thing fold its wings? Could it be that they also had an item or skill with the air-piercing attribute?

As Mount Meru was thinking about this, someone under him suddenly reported, "

[President, there's a dispute over here. ]

[What's going on? ]

[It was a shield-type player among the unspecialized players who took the initiative to receive the monster. In the end, he was killed by marionette with a tail swing. He blamed our healer for not using a good buff...]

Mount Meru frowned slightly.

[Didn't we agree in advance to let our shield specialists take the initiative to fight the monsters in order to prevent being killed instantly?]

[That was what the referee did, but he didn't listen to the obstruction and attacked before our people... Now, he was lying on the ground, and his friend was the messenger. I think he's just looking for trouble... He even doubted our intention of arranging for our own people to fight the monsters!]

[What? ]

Mount Meru was stunned.

[What's there to be suspicious about?]

[He said... He said that they were worried that other players would pick up the boss's corpse first and loot something that was not on the pick list... Isn't he deliberately looking for trouble?]

The anger of the player could be felt through the words.

There was such a poor excuse? Mount Meru could not help but laugh.

[Just kick this kind of annoying person out.] He ordered.

[Yes, President.]

However, a few minutes later, someone told him that a passerby player in the group had taken the initiative to approach the fallen magic puppet and was accidentally killed in seconds. This caused a quarrel with the people from their own guild.

In "Fantasy World", the number of times you saved someone was a valuable strategic resource. Only priests, priests, and other professions that were above a certain level could obtain a resurrection spell that had a one-day-long cooldown after going through a long quest line. Moreover, due to the poor experience of being a priest, there were very few players, and they were treated as Lifestones in the big guilds.

As a result, the first thing the team did during the exploration was to unlock the nearest resurrection point and try not to waste any resurrections. Mount Meru arranged for his own shield class to be in the front row for this consideration. It was to not waste the precious resurrection opportunity on passers-by players...

However, what was going on with this group of people? One by one, they took the initiative to seek death?

"You guys aren't here to play me, are you?"

Could it be that the abyss could even corrupt players' hearts?

He was soon amused by his own thoughts.

[Tell them tactfully that they can resurrect themselves if they die from such mistakes.]

[Yes, President.]

After the order was issued, Mount Meru pondered over it twice. This kind of thing shouldn't attract criticism, right? After all, they all understood how precious a resource the resurrection spell was...

Yes, that was the case.

Strange things happened one after another. Soon, more than a hundred players had been slapped to death by the magic puppet. Most of them came from small groups, and one-third of them had brought their own priests. After that, because of such a dispute, he left the group and stayed where he was. He did not communicate with the people of Mandela at all, but only said some strange words to them.

Mount Meru was puzzled. He looked at the forum again, but he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, or that the direction of the wind had changed...

The thing that troubled him the most, Moonlight, was also very well-behaved.

It was as if they were really unlucky. They had been targeted by more than a dozen dark-robed magic puppets in a row. However, the strange thing was that these monsters that launched sneak attacks all fell head first into the crowd without exception and were quickly dealt with. It seemed like there was a senior player guiding them, and the efficiency was quite high.

"What a pity."

He could guess who was commanding with his feet.

The only one left was the Loner named Eddie.

However, for some unknown reason, such a person was willing to hang out with someone like Moonlight.

About four hours later, the siege of the monsters was over. They left the corpses on the ground and retreated.

The large group maintained the same spot for a few hours, collecting spoils of war, retrieving supplies, and maintaining their weapons at the same time, before continuing forward.

"President, it seems a little strange? Is there anyone who doesn't plan to leave with us?" Someone could not help asking.

"You don't plan to leave? Have you collected all the loot?" Mount Meru frowned.

"Yes, I've finished collecting them."

"How about this, we don't need to care about the damage output ratio, we'll give them half."

"Ah? But we're the ones who contributed the most..."

"Go do it." Mount Meru shook his head. Although he did not know what was going to happen, he could only think in the worst direction. At this time, he could farm reputation as much as he could, and he didn't care about the profit.

"Alright," He said.

Although he was unwilling, the person in charge of distribution still executed it.

"Just this?" One of the swordsman players laughed in a strange manner. "Why are the big guilds so stingy?"

When Sister Shui Zi heard what he said, a ball of inexplicable fire rose in her heart.

"You're slacking like this, yet you're still taking half of the spoils, and you're still saying such things?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing, I'm just sighing." The swordsman's teammates came up and laughed. "Your guild is really ruthless. You didn't even leave a single dark-robed magic puppet behind."

"What do you mean by that? Didn't we give you half of the collected materials? It's all written here, right?" Sister Shui Zi frowned and pulled up the pick list. "Can we do anything to it?"

"Oh, you mean, as long as it's not on this, we can tamper with it?"

"You..."

"Keep pretending, Sister Shui Zi. Someone will stand up for you."

The swordsman smiled and returned the items to him.

"We can't afford to take the hush money from the big guilds."

[An item that is not in the drop list?]

After receiving a Sister Shui Zi's message, Mount Meru was stunned.

"Yes, they only said this. And several people told me that the players who left the team suspected that we hid the loot, which was probably the same thing..."

"They didn't say what it was?"

[I feel... They probably don't know either.]

Mount Meru could roughly guess what was going on. Someone was spreading rumors in a small area, but he did not know the details.

There was no movement in the forum.

After thinking for a long time, he finally did not feel that there was anything wrong... It was simply too ridiculous.

"The spoils of war that aren't on the drop list... Do they really believe such words?"