Although the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess" was constantly wailing, it actually did not put up any resistance.
After all, it just thought it was fun, and it also knew that the previous state was actually Overload and could not be maintained for long.
As dusk approached, the somewhat battered Antasia was finally dragged into the Great Labyrinth City by the Hoofed Beast.
As expected, if things had gone according to the original plan, Gray would definitely not have made it to the election of the Grand Foundry Master.
The Soul Returner who entered the Great Labyrinth City were all amazed by the unique beauty and prosperity of the cyberpunk city, and at the same time, they began to frantically take videos and pictures.
The entire forum of the World of Disorder was suddenly filled with photos and videos of the Great Labyrinth City from all angles, almost like a flood of spam from online trolls.
Since the mission was already completed, the 428 Soul Returner who entered the Great Labyrinth City (some of whom died along the way) didn't really have anything else they needed to do.
However, this is no challenge for players who are all highly skilled.
Some people quickly settled into vacation mode, after all, the first few days were filled with horseback riding, followed by cycling practice, and finally a boarding battle – it was practically an enhanced version of the triathlon.
Although it was a lot of fun throughout, there was still a certain tension, just like a boss battle in a typical game, where you had to be fully focused.
Now that the mission is over and everyone has had the best possible outcome, let's enjoy ourselves first.
While some people enjoy their holidays, others choose to become working warriors.
Players who entered the Great Labyrinth City were surprised to find that although the food was terrible, the roads were congested, and prices were high, the income was actually quite good.
So the quick-thinking people soon got into work mode, planning to make a small fortune in the Great Labyrinth City before returning to Valhalla, much like the idea of making money abroad and spending it back home.
Some players who had already chosen the mechanical path discovered that this was the mechanical punk city of their dreams, so they decided to settle here and make the Great Labyrinth City their main city.
Ed had no objection to the players' choices. After all, the game " World of Disorder " offered a high degree of freedom. As long as the players were generally still helping him, there was no need to interfere excessively; otherwise, it would only backfire.
Soon, the residents of the Great Labyrinth City discovered that a group of strangely dressed people with odd accents but big spending habits had entered the city. They seemed... quite interesting.
After his first night in office, the next morning, the first order issued by the new Grand Foundry Master Gray Griss, was officially signed.
While it's often said that a new broom sweeps clean, to everyone's surprise, the first order from the Grand Foundry Master wasn't to promote the Machine Spirit, nor to change existing policies, but rather...
Crack down on underground gambling in the Great Labyrinth City.
The Corridor Guard was mobilized and began clearing out the underground casinos one by one, following the addresses left by the two Short-Eared Elf.
A large number of gamblers and casino owners were arrested on the spot and subsequently imprisoned in the Great Labyrinth City Prison.
The entire operation was swift and decisive, like a summer thunderclap; the only problem was that all the stolen money had vanished without a trace.
No matter how fully charged the stun guns of the security guards were, the casino owners couldn't get any useful information out of them, which made one marvel at how tough they were.
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the Great Labyrinth City.
Goodbye, both of you.
Balund and Aiboke are saying goodbye to the two Short-Eared Elf, who are about to embark on their first holiday in eighty years, while the two elves have other important matters to attend to.
"Don't worry, this time we really will meet again, and if nothing unexpected happens, it will be at the Second Holy See."
"Remember to use the elven formula I gave you. With your strength, you shouldn't look so old. After a few courses of treatment, you'll definitely look younger."
Nuowa, beaming with excitement, waved his hand, as if something good was about to happen.
Beside him, the elven assassin Liya looked like she was suffering from sleep deprivation.
"I said, why insist on saying it will be completed within three months when it could be done in one night?"
"Because I still plan to go back to the island and take a look."
"You're worried... it's not stable enough?"
"Yes, otherwise why would it have appeared before--"
At this point, Nuowa straightened his back and spoke in a reciting voice:
" Short-Eared Elf."
After he finished speaking, his tone returned to normal:
"Such a thing?"
"Okay, it seems that's true... Hmm, what was that saying from those Soul Returner again?"
There's been a problem at the old grave site.
"Yes, that's it."
The elven assassin Liya, yawned deeply, then disappeared with Nuowa into the rusty-smelling winds on the outskirts of the Great Labyrinth City.
Great Labyrinth City, in a tall tower.
"Why are you only arriving now? Were you unconscious all night?"
As soon as adventurer Suolaer Aoermo pushed open the door to the secret room, he was met with a shout, followed by an overwhelming sense of oppression that nearly crushed him on the spot.
Fortunately, Suolaer's body has undergone multiple deep modifications, allowing him to stand firmly on the ground like a sailor in a storm.
His face was gloomy at this moment, and he sighed and said:
"Perhaps to prevent anyone from colluding and causing trouble, during the handover of the Grand Foundry Master, all three of us who were not selected were temporarily placed under guard."
"So that's why you've only been released now..."
Yes, everything has settled down.
Suolaer shrugged:
"Everyone outside is discussing the first decree of the Grand Foundry Master, which clearly indicates that the handover has been completed. There's no reason for us to stay, so the two of them have gone home."
"Um."
With the other party responding with dissatisfaction, Suolaer slumped wearily into a wooden chair.
"I remember you once confidently promised that you would definitely succeed as the Grand Foundry Master, right?"
The being in the shadows asked.
"In fact, if it weren't for Gray's temporary intervention, I would be in control of the Graycast Corridor now."
At this point, Suolaer clenched his fists again, his eyes almost bursting with resentment and anger.
"In fact? In fact, you didn't keep your promise."
The voice from the shadows was full of disdain:
Do you admit that you are an incompetent person?
Suolaer lowered his head even further, knowing that the other party was deliberately humiliating and belittling him; in another world, there was even an abbreviation specifically for this kind of operation.
But he couldn't do anything at that moment because... he wasn't strong enough.
"Yes, I am incompetent."
Suolaer said, enduring the humiliation.
"Well, the adults forgive your incompetence--"
The figure in the shadows stepped forward and placed a sealed test tube filled with an unknown potion in front of Suolaer:
"But only this once."
Filled with resentment and humiliation, the adventurer seized the test tube.
What should we do next?
"I plan to find an opportunity..."
"You don't need to tell me."
The figure in the shadows abruptly interrupted Suolaer's narration:
"I only care about the results."
"Yes..."