Seemingly Not Many Are Normal

"..."

Mission?

What's that? Leon pondered seriously for a moment, but he really didn't remember having such a setting.

But looking at how into the role this player was, he might as well just pretend it was true.

It saved him the trouble of explaining.

He cleared his throat, and facing the Skeleton Soldier with eyes full of anticipation, Leon pinched his voice and spoke with a stern and imposing tone.

"Very good... Since you have already realized your mission, it saves me from making unnecessary explanations."

According to the usual RPG game routine, the next step was to issue a quest.

Emmm...

What should he have this guy do? Leon glanced around, and finally his gaze fell on the entrance to the underground Maze.

"That is the Old Demon Lord's Maze, and those who wander inside are traitors of hell. Go down and see if you find anything, and come back and tell me. If anyone attacks you, don't be polite with them, beat them back hard for me!"

Traitors of hell?!

This was triggering the main quest!

"Yes! Lord Demon Lord!"

One Leaf Knows Autumn's eyes lit up, and he responded with enthusiasm, then trotted towards the entrance of the Maze.

Some players noticed his actions and followed curiously. Other players focused their attention on Leon, their eyes shining as they looked at this man with a boss aura.

This was the newbie guide NPC, right?

They should have said so earlier! It made them waste their precious starting time, doing nothing for so long!

After sending away a certain overly enthusiastic little player, Leon was about to check the status of the Demon Lord Territory core and see if there were any new quests, but he found a large group of Skeleton Soldiers following suit and surrounding him.

Before he could speak, the creaking and clattering noises surrounded him.

"Quest! Beep beep! Skip! Hurry up!"

"Respected Your Majesty Demon Lord, I am your most, most, most intelligent servant! Please also grant me a quest, so that I may share your worries!"

"Lord Demon Lord, look at me too! I am your fiercest claw! That Female Hero can be handed over to me for training!"

"Lord Demon Lord, don't believe him! This guy is a scam!"

"I am your long-lost brother!"

"Succubus!! I want a Succubus!!"

Leon: "..."

What the hell?

Seeing that these guys were getting more and more excited, Leon took a deep breath and shouted sternly.

"Quiet! All of you be quiet!"

As he spoke, he decisively activated his authority, instantly freezing the noisy little skeletons in place.

Each of them was like a machine that had been turned off, maintaining their posture from the previous second, standing there motionless.

Although the Calamity System didn't grant Leon the ability to "freeze" them, these were, after all, Skeleton Soldiers summoned by him using the Demon Lord Territory core.

As the Demon Lord whose soul was bound to the core, his authority in this territory was absolute.

No one could question it!

The mine finally quieted down.

Facing the eager crowd, Leon continued in a loud voice.

"As you can see, I am the Demon Lord here, and also your lord."

"This land beneath your feet, extending all the way to the entrance of the mine, is our Demon Lord Territory... Actually, its area used to be larger, but the Old Demon Lord was a recognized idiot. That guy not only screwed everything up but also left behind a huge mess, so now we have to start from scratch."

"Our mid-term goal is to establish a permanent base in the heart of the human world, and our long-term goal is to spread the faith of hell to the surface, centered on our base!"

"As for now, we... we must first take up arms and fight! Take back this mine and Maze that belongs to us from those dirty rats!"

While speaking, Leon had already noticed the pairs of scarlet eyes in the distance, staring at him intently.

In fact, Leon had noticed when he first stepped into this area... the North Peak Mine had become the territory of the Slave Rats.

Perhaps they were the Old Demon Lord's minions, or perhaps they had spread from elsewhere... Neither situation mattered.

Since they had shown their weapons to their Demon Lord, they must be prepared to die.

As the opening remarks concluded, Leon released the authority that had sealed the skeletons' movements, pointing to the rats hiding in the shadows.

"Go—"

"Smash their heads with your pickaxes! Snatch their weapons!"

"Finders keepers!"

He was a little worried that these players wouldn't listen to him, leaving him in an awkward position.

But now, he realized he was too conservative.

These energetic players were more obedient than he had imagined. As soon as they regained their mobility, they picked up their pickaxes and charged towards the Slave Rats lurking in the shadows.

"Aoo aoo aoo!"

"Quest! Quest!"

"Don't fight with me! Let me do it!"

"Long live Lord Demon Lord!!!"

"..."

Quest?

More than one player shouted this, and Leon couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Could it be that these players, like him, are able to receive tasks issued by the Calamity System? It's reasonable for players to receive tasks from NPCs, but he wants to figure out exactly what the mechanism for issuing these tasks is.

Also—

He wasn't prepared to give these players rewards. It would be a joke if he had to pay them.

Just as Leon was pondering, an army of dozens of Skeletons had already marched mightily to the front of those dozen Slave Rats.

And the sea of Skeletons that filled the entire mine successfully scared those rat-men, who were half-carrying short knives and guns, half to death.

There was no need for any fancy skills at all.

The Skeletons in the front row directly swung their mining picks, only caring about hitting those big rats. Not to mention that the shields in the rat-men's hands were made of dismantled doors, even iron ones couldn't withstand such blows!

In the end, these rat-men were originally just cannon fodder in the Maze, usually relying on their numerical advantage to bully rookies.

But this time, they happened to run into a group of rookies, rookies who locked their morale, a sea of rookies...

In just an instant, they were stunned by the numbers that were no less than theirs! "Squeak—!!!"

Finally, a rat-man couldn't bear the fear in its heart and turned to flee into the darkness.

Then, more and more rat-men fled... This group of experienced cannon fodder was actually scattered by the rookies who were fighting for the first time.

"Don't run!"

"Stop for me!"

"Experience! My experience!"

Seeing the walking experience packs running away, the players in the front immediately chased after them.

The undead have innate night vision and the ability to sense the aura of the living.

Even if they left the area illuminated by torches, they could still move as if nothing had happened.

However, some players stopped and dared not chase deeper into the mine.

After all, where there are brave brothers, there are naturally timid ones.

Many of them were seeing rats half their height for the first time.

Even if the game program weakened the horror of these monsters, they would still need some time to overcome it.

"Too, too scary... How can there be such fat rats?!" Holding a Skeleton head and squatting in the corner, Xiao Wan Can't Get Enough trembled nervously.

She might not be afraid of Gremlins or Dragons.

But rats...

This game is too bizarre!!!

Soon, a busybody noticed her and walked over with a playful smile, dragging the tail of a large rat that hadn't breathed its last.

"Bro, do you want experience? There's still one here that hasn't died—"

"Go to hell!!!"

"..."

"Not bad, so-so, I'd give it an 80... out of 120."

Leon was quite satisfied with the quality of this batch of players and noted down a few particularly special—or rather, heaven-defying—IDs.

Although these skeletons all looked the same, when his gaze focused on them, he could see their nicknames above their heads, and if he stared a little longer, he could even see their attribute panels with health bars.

He wondered what the players' perspective looked like.

Whether they could see their own health bars too.

The first day was a settling-in period, and Leon didn't plan to assign the players too many tasks. Instead, he gave them the initiative to explore the North Peak Mine and the underground Maze freely.

After all, firstly, he didn't yet fully understand the abilities and nature of these players, and secondly, the functions of this Calamity System still needed further exploration.

In short, he had to observe more.

Seeing a Skeleton Soldier trying to pull down Chris's pants, Leon originally didn't want to interfere, but out of consideration for public morals, he still called out.

"Enough! These guys are my prisoners! If you want prisoners, catch them yourselves!"

The Skeleton Soldier named [Knowledge Explosion] jumped away with a whoosh, and seeing pairs of eyes looking over, he quickly waved his hands to explain.

"I, I, I just wanted to—"

"See if it's realistic, right?" [Boar-Headed Knight] chuckled and hooked his shoulder around him. "I understand you, bro!"

"Equipment! I'm talking about equipment!!!"

"Alright, alright, we all understand, let's take advantage of this NPC being away..."

Leon: "..."

I can understand Chinese! Never mind.

Leon was too lazy to explain to them, so he directly added two rules to the server rules to prevent these players from getting rid of his prisoners.

Only living people can contribute Faith Power. Most Demon Lords generally don't kill the ones they capture alive. As for being tortured to the point of wishing they were dead, that's another matter.

In short, these few prisoners were still of some use to him.

"I need to get a cage to lock them up."

Let's try Steel-level magic.

Leon took out a slender magic wand and waved a dark yellow light towards the wall not far away.

"Stone Prison!"

The ground trembled slightly, and stone pillars as thick as thighs rose from the ground, crisscrossing each other to form a cage around the wall, locking up the few disarmed adventurers separately.

Although he was a Necromancer, he knew more than just necromantic magic. He was also very skilled in earth magic, a close relative of the necromantic system.

In addition to the Stone Prison, Leon also set up some Bronze-level Magic Arrays around as traps to ensure that these few prisoners wouldn't escape.

Then there was the Demon Lord Territory core.

Although this thing wouldn't be damaged by a few Skeleton Soldiers, he still added a few rules through the system to automatically kick offline any players who were being too handsy, and he deployed some defensive Magic Arrays around the stone statue.

How to protect the Demon Lord Territory core was a required course at the Demon Lord Academy.

Having finished these things, Leon clapped his hands, then looked triumphantly at the stone prison to the side, watching the "Greyhound" who was staring at him with terrified eyes.

This guy was the only one awake.

And he witnessed his "ascension" the entire time.

Enjoying that timid expression, Leon smiled slightly and said in a threatening tone.

"If I were you, I wouldn't try to escape from here. Death is a small matter, becoming undead would be bad... Am I right?"

The thin man nodded nervously, almost swearing by the name of Saint Siss.

Leon ignored him, only giving him a meaningful look, then picked up the torch that had fallen on the ground and left the gloomy mine straight away.

Although he was a Necromancer, he didn't plan to spend the night in a graveyard.

Especially since this mine not only had undead, but also a large number of magical creatures wandering around.

Besides, there was an abandoned inn at the entrance of the mine.

Although that building looked like it had been abandoned for many years, looking like a haunted house from the outside, Leon didn't care.

The dormitory in the Demon Lord Academy was much more terrifying than this thing.

Man-eating flowers and lava fountains were nothing to mention.

Sometimes when washing his face in the bathroom, he would look up and find a disheveled woman standing in the mirror, which was a basic operation.

Finding a room that barely didn't let the wind in, Leon threw his suitcase to the side of the bed, took out his magic wand and casually chanted a few warning and defense spells, then lay down on the hard wooden bed.

I'll just deal with it for one night.

Having flown across several time zones to this ghostly place, he had been sleepy since the evening, and was finally able to get some sleep.

However, just as Leon was about to go to sleep, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow flashing in the mirror next to him.

A creepy feeling instantly rushed to his head, and Leon flipped over and jumped out of bed, magic wand in hand.

"Who! Come out!"

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