"Have you heard? The recent rumor."
In the corner of the tavern, an unshaven drunkard leaned toward the candlelight and lowered his voice.
"Is that the place where a group of lunatics are raised in the most remote corner of the grassland in the north?"
The fat man opposite took a big sip of ale and burped: "Hiccup, you mean those people who are not afraid of death? My cousin ran a business in Qianfan Port and saw it with his own eyes. Those guys were more excited when they saw the orcs than when they saw the gold coins. They rushed up and did it."
"Evil." The drunkard who spoke first shook his head, "Where did these guys come from?"
What they didn't know was that at the moment in the lord's study in Greyhawk Ridge, Lin Qiu was yelling at the "palace" in his mind:
"Calling players as labor force? Is this what you call cheat? They are going to bankrupt me!"
[New task: collecting food]
Lin Qiu looked out the window at the group of players dancing around the campfire and shouting, "This game has so much freedom." Then he looked at his territory ledger, which had only three copper coins left, and fell into silence.
The next day, a player walked out of the resurrection point and shouted angrily: "Why is my race just an ordinary human being? I don't care, I have to hide my race!"
The demon player on the side curled his lips: "What's so great about hidden races? Have you ever heard of a noble demon?"
