Taking Stock of the Spoils

A few hours later, as tiny particles of light gathered, the three of them were resurrected in North Wind Fortress.

This Ancient Teleportation Array is heavily guarded, with the most elite and reliable Tiefling assigned by Mezhuolash to protect it. They are well aware of the wonders of these "Starfallers" and are not surprised by their "resurrection." As long as the players do not violate the rules, the soldiers will ignore them.

Steamed Bun and Singo, as seasoned "public servants," were already familiar with the soldiers guarding the Respawn Point.

"Hey, Kailun, is it your shift today?"

The Tiefling Guard, known as "Kailun," nodded politely in response.

"Fortunately, today is another normal day, without any strange or unusual Starfallers."

Kailun thought to himself with a sigh.

He was rather fortunate to encounter normal players, as no one knew what they would see here—last time, a player walked out of the magic circle naked in broad daylight without any hesitation. That body, which had no "holy light" in the eyes of the Tiefling, was exposed in front of him, which was simply unbearable to look at!

Whenever he recalls that scene, his hand holding the spear trembles slightly.

If it weren't for the regulations, he would have loved to stab that immoral guy to death.

However, light particles gathered within the magic circle, forming unrestrained and open bodies in mid-air, representing humanity's most primal pursuit of freedom, which made the expressions of the Tiefling Guard become ferocious and distorted.

The player's ID above his head is still the familiar one— [Freedom Wings], a figure widely known as "Holy Light Bro" by the beta Internal Beta.

Due to the unique nature of the Druid's Wild Shape, Holy Light Bro often transforms into a giant bear and charges into the front lines of various battlefields. Death is commonplace for him, which also leads him to have a one-sided understanding of the guards stationed there.

"I heard that the NPCs here are highly intelligent, so it should be beneficial to get along with them."

He thought to himself.

And so, the completely naked Holy Light Bro "friendly" waved to the guards.

"Hey, it's you again. Long time no see."

A shadow fell over Kailun's face, his expression hardening with gritted teeth. To him, this was blatant provocation, literally.

"Restrain yourself, you absolutely cannot resist stabbing him to death."

"But this Starfallers truly deserves to die—"

Gazing at the bewildered and puzzled Holy Light Bro in the distance, the Tiefling Guard's hand holding the spear trembled slightly as he thought this.

Meanwhile, the three men, including Steamed Bun, couldn't wait to return to their temporary base and begin tallying up the spoils of their battle.

Due to the death penalty, Steamed Bun, who had accumulated less experience, dropped directly to level three, while Singo and the Born Battle Maniac were still barely maintaining level four.

But this punishment meant nothing to them.

These are professional players who can participate in high-level battles, far superior to most ordinary players who just coast along.

At this moment, Steamed Bun's backpack was full of precious White Dragon scales, and the "[Diluted Progenitor Dragon Bloodline]" trait appeared on his panel, greatly improving his basic attribute panel and granting him the unprecedented ability to "Transform into Dragon".

He even received a reward from Hidden Quest.

Hidden Quest: [Exploring the Polar Night Demon Tower]

Investigating the truth Polar Night Demon Tower (1/1)

This tower, nestled deep within the Karkha Mountains, is one of the most terrifying legends of the the North. Many adventurers sought its treasure, but they all became nourishment for the monsters within, some even transformed into half-human, half-dragon creatures that roam the tower, emitting mournful howls.

Reward: 1000 XP Passive Trait: [Black Tower Explorer]

Skill proficiency: Insight +1, Investigation +1, Perception +1. The Steamed Bun was overjoyed, its face beaming with the joy of a bountiful harvest.

"Damn, we made a killing this time!"

The Born Battle Maniac rubbed his bald head until it shone. "Hehe, this trip wasn't in vain, especially with Steamed Bun, we made a fortune."

Singo suddenly reminded him, "Has your video not been updated in a long time?"

"Huh, an update?"

"I'd completely forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it. I've been so busy playing games lately, the last update was probably a month ago?"

Steamed Bun slapped his forehead and smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

He could already imagine the barrage of friendly greetings like "Lock the Steamed Bun in a dark room" and "Send a knife," and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

What's wrong with that? He's just a creator who wants to play games freely! Singo patted him on the shoulder and said in a calm tone, "Isn't this dungeon run a good source of material? You can also show off your new abilities."

Steamed Bun asked in surprise, "Are you going to do it now? Aren't you thinking of keeping all the dungeon resources for yourself?"

Singo was both amused and exasperated. "I do have some self-awareness. The difficulty of this dungeon is far beyond what we can handle on our own. You know, the NPCs in this game are ridiculously intelligent, almost like those in the real world. We were lucky this time, but next time the mage will be on guard and use all sorts of advanced spells, making it easy for him to take us down."

"Okay, I'll cut it out tonight."

Steamed Bun scratched his head and said rather casually.

But he found that the hand that had been patting his shoulder remained there, and the force was getting stronger and stronger, squeezing him painfully.

Singo said quietly, "Do you still remember those fifteen Gold Coin?"

"Damn it, you shouldn't hit someone in the face!"

"I'll pay you back!"

After going bankrupt to pay off debts and tearfully mortgaging all the dragon scales to Singo, Steamed Bun finally escaped the clutches of evil and stayed up all night to finish editing the video.

He released this video at 3 a. m. with a rather catchy title.

A mysterious Black Tower echoes with howls at night—who is causing this? A monstrous sorcerer has transformed his own daughter—is this a distortion of humanity or a moral decay? —Find out in "Erezege Journal Episode 8: Exploring the Polar Night Demon Tower"

Steamed Bun's previous video garnered a huge amount of traffic, attracting not only his longtime fans but also nearly 100,000 new players interested in the game. Although he hadn't updated for a long time, the video still attracted many fans as soon as it was released, as well as casual viewers drawn in by the sensational headlines.

"The real missing person has returned!"

"Has the Steamed Bun finally come back to life?"

"It's been a month! Do you know how much I've suffered waiting this past month?!"

"Everyone, please don't misunderstand. Let me clarify: Steamed Bun didn't die. I just locked him in a dark room and tortured him severely. I've just had my fill and am only releasing him now. Please be aware."

"Hahaha, the guy in front is such a pervert!"

"The Steamed Bun is dead. If you need anything, burn paper money for it; if it's a minor matter, summon its spirit; if it's a major matter, dig up its grave. If you see it again, it's just a corpse that has risen from the dead."

The smug-looking face of the Steamed Bun reappeared in the picture.

"Welcome to the long-awaited eighth episode of ' Erezege Journal,' I'm Steamed Bun."