Chapter 2242 - 817: Impossible to Be a Dragon Magician

The Undead Tribe did not pay attention to these polite and considerate locals.

To them, NPCs are either the kind they like or the kind they don’t notice.

As long as they’re not interested, every word spoken by these people is just boring system talk.

Though some will seriously explore, the majority casually use tablets to record task completion, rather than relying on their own memory and analysis.

Usually, tasks that motivate them to explore voluntarily must not only have adorable and interesting NPCs, but also have a hook that catches their attention.

How could Lansendel possibly spend such effort?

All tasks are done formally... the only temptation is the task rewards.

The Undead Tribe is very skilled at mindlessly completing tasks.

Many might not even look at the task content, just the completion conditions.

Unlike Hill’s Agleya back in the day... don’t mention the elves, even the refugees who came due to Magicplague had fairly decent images.

Even so, the Undead Tribe rarely pays attention to ordinary citizens.

To them, people lacking distinctive features virtually don’t exist.

In Agleya, those who have the best relationship with the Undead Tribe are the Little Fairies who always want to play pranks on them.

Elves, being more interesting with wide interests and a strong sense of life, have also established certain friendships with the Undead Tribe.

Tyr’s followers, although treated courteously by the Undead Tribe... are basically seen as guards guiding them.

They have no interest in looking at civilians who treat them with reverence.

So, it is unlikely for them to focus on the NPCs in this refugee camp, who are just background characters.

Of course, there are some who believe they are fairly outstanding, dressed elegantly to attract the attention of the Undead Tribe... But interestingly, before coming to this world, the Undead Tribe went to Aesces first.

Compared to Aesces, these so-called nobles hardly count as a class.

Having seen the beautifully dressed children—even when sleeping on spider silk—discussing music and painting... how could the nobles of this world, who have forsaken even art, deserve the Undead Tribe’s attention?

Those who wrap their cunning and insidiousness in art and elegance have faces that carry a bit of sinister acidity... not to mention those who can barely conceal it.

At a glance, they are ill-intentioned... The Archmages in the Mage Tower might suppress their malice with years of study and maintain a scholarly demeanor, but young refugees can’t achieve that.

Speaking of it, the Hainarson Clan people don’t seem so uncomfortable.

Probably because their family’s bottom line is a bit higher, even the less fortunate children have some beautiful memories.

Just like Felis back then, even after so many unfortunate events, he could find a ray of light in his heart... and these came from the warmth of the Hainarson Clan.

Kids like Russell and Carpenter weren’t raised by families from this refugee camp.

Perhaps, before entering this refugee camp, someone was already not great... like the unfortunate family of Delphus.

But how could it be that there isn’t even a moderately decent family?

If the Defense Tower were indeed that poor, they would have long embraced Sia Tower.

In any case, before these people figure out the pulse of the Undead Tribe, given how they are shy even when facing Josh straightforwardly, the only communication with the Undead Tribe would be some pleasantries.

This naturally reinforces the Undead Tribe’s impression of them as low-intelligence task NPCs.

Having mingled in this game for many years, even the most thoughtless Undead Tribe knows that even low-level NPCs won’t reappear the same after dying.

NPCs have many ways to seek death, but typically don’t charge to their deaths while the previous ones’ bones aren’t cold.

As for high-IQ NPCs, they not only have several kill restrictions, but... cannot be easily offended.

Although they may not always become enemies with the Undead Tribe, it’s highly likely they’ll never be seen again.

Even if the Undead Tribe always searches every corner, some areas fundamentally closed to them remain unreachable.

Therefore, they are more cautious now.

Of course, killing still happens.

Offend them—whoever it may be.

Only when doing tasks, they’ll be careful not to implicate others, especially those high-level NPCs.

But for those who aren’t very intelligent, even if dressed appropriately, they are targets for the Undead Tribe.

The Undead Tribe, even if bound not to start fights in cities, won’t be stopped by William from counterattacking... if NPCs make the first move, the combat restrictions on the Undead Tribe will immediately lift.

In some cities, the Undead Tribe might consider the face of NPCs with good relations and—if a fight breaks out—they’ll mind the casting scope and movement range.

If the people of this refugee camp don’t quickly improve their impression in the Undead Tribe’s eyes... then the future of this camp is predictable.

The "Old Age Striking King" is having a great time fighting.

She is reluctant to end the fight so soon.

A battle where she could strike without mercy, not caring if her punch would ruin the nearby building—she hadn’t experienced that in a long time.

Though the group battles on Aesces’ side were quite spectacular, they couldn’t compare to the joy of dodging dozens of attacks unscathed, toppling a fool with one punch and a loser with a kick.

"Aren’t these people a bit too strong?" ’Perfect Bald’ asked quietly.

What he was watching, of course, was the real-life version at the scene.

’Old Age Striking King’ wasn’t foolish.

Even though she was charging forward for the rich rewards, she wouldn’t rely solely on herself.

At the very least, there had to be someone helping her check if there were any issues with the surroundings and if any enemies were lurking around.

The Undead Tribe’s cameras weren’t just handheld; they could be mounted on the shoulder, chest, and forehead, resembling large jewelry.

And the ’Perfect Bald,’ upon confirming that no one could seize the task from the ’Old Age Striking King’ group unless they failed, immediately sought out ’Snow Cloud Peak.’

Though Snow Old Dog would grumble a bit, he would never leak the benefits the ’Old Age Striking King’ group received.

Old Dog, despite being quite the schemer, was still a good dog.

Just like how he, ’Perfect Bald,’ wasn’t a good guy, but wouldn’t hoard benefits if his interests weren’t affected.

Especially in such a crucial moment possibly related to a world task, he wouldn’t stubbornly stick to his guns if he couldn’t handle it.

He’d find whoever he needed to find.

"Yes, they’re excessively strong." ’Snow Cloud Peak’ nodded, still grumbled, "Heh~ You guys really know how to have fun!

I didn’t even realize you were hiding something this big!

If it weren’t confirmed that today’s new task was completely different from yesterday’s, would you have even told me?"

"Of course not!" ’Perfect Bald’ nodded decisively, "It’s not often our family hits the jackpot, why not see if we could get a second chance?"

Unfortunately, Shaer’s grand cycle tasks today were randomly assigned... like a lottery among those who completed yesterday’s tasks quickest and best.

And when it came to luck-based matters, the Undead Tribe never hid anything from anyone.

Although this result disappointed the people of Black Rose, there were still some benefits.

At least what they gained yesterday was kept under wraps... even if someone found out later that they were doing Grand Cycle tasks, they wouldn’t suspect it was from the first day.

Many thought everyone started the same on the first day!

It was just that some people’s circle tasks doubled their luck on the second day.

And they communicated a bit with those lucky ones as well... Black Rose wasn’t all bad luckers... It was confirmed that only on the first day were rewards that complete.

Everyone else only received accessory sets and outfits, no crowns or cloaks.

’Old Age Striking King’ hesitated for so long, yet they unleashed incredible power when the new information came out!

This was one of only twenty exquisite items!

Black Rose had been old friends for many years, so they could remain calm towards the ’Old Age Striking King’ under such stimuli.

Otherwise, they’d have been the first to send those twenty on a mission failure.

Just thinking about it leaves one displeased.

However, the old folks have already done their best... they truly secured a chance for their family to snatch the top twenty on the second day.

If such limited special tasks from yesterday reappeared, Black Rose would have won big!

Alas, Shaer will never let everyone be happy.

But it’s not like there’s no merit at all.

To grab the top 20, their family almost immediately rushed to the tasks at the first refresh moment.

So quite a few earned that luck bonus.

Though he didn’t get it, their family’s Liu Liu certainly snagged it!

Heh~ now that’s a truly good outcome.

If it’s the other way around, ’Perfect Bald’ shrugged his shoulder, turning to ask ’Snow Cloud Peak’: "Hey Old Dog, apart from grumbling about us sneaking around, don’t you have anything else to say?"

"Say what?" ’Snow Cloud Peak’ tapped the table, "Like how these dragon-aligned sorcerer-esque men died under Striking King’s fists?

People are starting to die, which means the battle will probably end soon."

"They probably aren’t dragon-aligned sorcerers." ’Perfect Bald’ thought for a moment before saying, "You also know, the elderly have a good relationship with dragons.

When she tested the limits of her power back then, she sought out dragons and those Dragon Blood Sorcerers.

Though her strength is indeed quite high, she couldn’t even break the defenses of a White Dragon Sorcerer.

Hill’s kind of miracle is something no amount of Strength Potion can achieve."