There was still no news on the spider silk trade for the time being, but Flame King's amulets were already showing signs of falling short of demand.
Just as Leon had predicted, this thing was not only welcomed by the residents of Silverpine Town, but was also fervently sought after by adventurers.
After all, for most adventurers, what was truly terrifying was not having their corpses desecrated or used, but having even their souls enslaved as puppets of necromancers.
Although the amulets could not compare to holy water, they could at least free their souls from their shattered bodies.
Just as the threshold of Silverpine Town's church was being worn down by worshippers, Leon's Great Cemetery finally welcomed its third wave of newbies.
With the completion of the mission to "maintain an average daily net gain of more than 1,000 Faith Points for three consecutive days," the Calamity System's five hundred Closed Beta Qualifications arrived. Another batch of fresh little leeks came running in, filling the entire mine with creaks and clatters.
"OOOOOH!!!"
"It's real!!! It's actually real!!!"
"Holy shit, this is insane!"
"Wait, why the hell did you all pick Skeleton Soldiers?!"
"I wanted to pick a zombie, but you didn't give me the option!"
"If we don't pick Skeleton Soldiers, should we pick dwarves and mounts instead?"
"???"
"Thanks, as an Undead Rat player, I feel offended!"
These noisy fellows still fell within the range of normal players. Some abnormal ones had already jumped onto Sarah's counter.
Compared to when she had first started working here, Sarah was noticeably calmer now.
Before, those overly excited Skeleton Soldiers would make her bristle in fright. Now, she looked at them like unruly kittens, and even yawning counted as a reaction.
It was performance art time.
Before these people vented all