"Shout all you want, I'm not an old lady!"
George had just dragged the big snake through the golden gate when Louise appeared on her broom, angry and yelling. She grabbed George by the ear and said, "Just a little snake. Do you really need all that milk? What do you think I am, your nurse?"
"If you want to..." George looked at Louise's big chest and couldn't help licking his lips.
"Give me Wraithroot!" Louise reached out.
George handed her five herbs.
Louise gave George a cold look. As she landed lightly, a Pestle and Mortar appeared on the ground. She crouched down and started grinding the herbs.
From above, George could clearly see Louise's round, lively breasts under her cloak.
"What are you looking at? Help me!" Louise looked up.
"How do I help?" George asked.
Louise held the Mortar in one hand and the Pestle in the other. She used one hand to pull open her cloak, revealing her round breasts. "How else? Can't you see I don't have hands?"
She shook her breasts and brought them close to the Mortar.
George was a bit nervous. He moved around to Louise's side and gently grabbed her. He couldn't help but squeeze them.
"Ahh..." Louise groaned, then said angrily, "Don't squeeze. I'll tell you when to squeeze!"
"Y-yes, I understand!" George said quickly.
Just holding her, Louise's small body was under his legs. The position made George a little excited, and he started to shake.
"Press, but not too hard," Louise said.
George quickly pressed gently. Milk flew out and splashed into the Mortar.
It lasted for a full ten minutes. George was almost about to give up. Louise said excitedly, "It's done. Finally done!"
She stood up quickly and knocked George over.
George lay on the ground, his thing was up.
Louise looked at it and laughed, "It's not bad. But trying to take advantage of me, heh, you still have a long way to go..."
She teased George a bit, then flew up on her broom and sprinkled the mixture of milk and Wraithroot herbs over the tree spirits.
The tree spirits began to glow green and slowly came back to life.
"It worked! It really worked!" Louise flew around the tree spirits and the big barrel on her broom, happy and shouting, "I'm free! I'm free! I can finally leave and play outside!"
After being excited for a while, Louise landed in front of George and threw him a leather book.
"Here, your ultimate skill!"
Then Louise flew on her broom through the golden gate and disappeared, shouting with excitement.
"Finally got the ultimate skill!" George was also excited and slightly trembling as he opened the leather cover. Four big characters appeared in front of him: Guardian Spirit!
Guardian Spirit: When your health is below half, you can consume half of your mana to summon a Guardian Spirit for 3 seconds. During the time the holy spirit exists, all attacks will hit the spirit instead. The spirit's stats are double the player's!
[Ding! Congratulations, host. You have learned the skill Guardian Spirit. The effect is doubled!]
George looked at the leather book slowly disappearing in his palm, feeling a bit disappointed... It wasn't better than the Frostbite he got from the big snake. He wanted an attack skill or a spell!
But after the system doubled it, the Guardian Spirit's stats were four times stronger. With his current level and stats, combined with Frostbite, almost no player could beat him. Just barely okay!
"How am I going out?" George looked up, but didn't see Louise. He was completely lost.
At that moment, the golden gate suddenly opened. Louise flew in on her broom and crashed into George's arms.
They both fell to the ground. Louise ended up sitting on George.
"Louise..." George's lower body hurt. He winced in pain.
"Not fun, not fun!" Louise got up, angry, and said, "Outside is all snow. Not fun. I want to go out. Let's build a boat! Yeah, build a boat!"
"What do you need to build a boat?" Louise suddenly stepped forward, pressed her body tightly against George, and looked up at him with a cute face.
"Dragon Bone?" George said.
"Yes, Dragon Bone!" Louise said, "The Dragon Bone of the boat is the most important. Let me check, let me check..."
She pulled out a book and flipped through it for a while, then slammed it shut and said angrily, "Dragon Bone was stolen! Stolen by those annoying dwarf craftsmen!"
Louise walked up to George and said, "You, go get back the Dragon Bone from the dwarves. When you do, I'll not only give you a reward, but also a bottle of milk!"
George understood. This was Louise giving him a new mission.
He was so excited he almost cried... After so long playing the game, he finally got a real mission. He felt like he was actually playing the game again.
Milk... George couldn't help licking his lips. That feeling, that powerful healing... It was too worth it. "Deal!"
Louise took out her broom, swept once, and George reappeared in the town hall.
Dwarves!
He took out the Monster Encyclopedia and started reading.
Dwarf: Divided into Red Dwarf, Black Dwarf, and Purple Dwarf.
Red Dwarf: Basic craftsmen. Good at using fire and common materials to create strong weapons. Has the skills Speed Boost and Dig Through Earth.
Speed Boost: Active skill. Turns into a flash of fire and charges forward for 3 seconds. It deals 1/3 damage in the first second, and the enemy suffers a Burn debuff, reducing their movement speed by 1/3. They lose 100–130 HP per second for 5 seconds.
Dig Through Earth: Active skill. Area skill. Dives underground, and spikes grow out of the ground to attack. Each time hit by a spike, lose 90–110 HP. Lasts 3 seconds. During Dig Through Earth, the Red Dwarf can't be attacked.
Special Note: To enter the dwarves' underground palace, you must have at least three players and enough valuable items to tempt the dwarves to open the underground door.
Black Dwarf: Knows magic and can make magical items. Detailed description: Level too low to view.
Purple Dwarf: Has supreme divine power and can create legendary items with gems. Detailed description: Level too low to view.
George remembered the map route, put away the Monster Encyclopedia, and shook his head.
They even need to team up!
"Why are you still here?" George left the peacekeeper office and saw Dorothy, the alchemist, standing nearby.
"I-I just wanted to ask about the Wraithroot herb..." Dorothy said nervously.
"I already turned in the mission. Go back. More level 20 players are coming. You should team up and make it through." George said, heading toward the tavern.
He needed a group of players with valuable items and enough strength.
Dorothy followed behind George, probably going back to the tavern. George ignored her.
...
George walked into the tavern and was met with a lot of angry stares.
At least six players stood up, looking ready to fight.
The leader was Burn, a sissy assassin.
"You... you're level 30?" Burn first looked happy, then shocked.
The players who stood up suddenly looked like they saw a ghost and quickly sat back down, pretending to drink.
"What are you all afraid of?!" Burn roared. "I checked. The peacekeeper has no skills. So what if he's level 30? George, dare to fight me at the port!"
"Sure!" George smiled. "Since it's a duel, we should have some bet, right?"
"We lose and log off. Everything we have is yours!" Burn said.
George sneered. "You? Your stuff? It's not even worth your fat. Not interested."
"You're scared! You're a coward!" Burn pointed at George and laughed. "George, you'll never leave Ceylon City. Hahaha!"
"Scared?" George laughed. His eyes scanned the room. "Anyone else?!"
The players who had sat down stood up again.
"Good!" George said. "I didn't care about you all. Since you're coming to me, don't blame me for being rough!"
George looked around with a smile and walked toward the port.
The whole tavern went wild. Everyone followed him.
At the port, the vendors and players fishing in the sea were also disturbed.
"Kill George!"
"Kill George!"
There were dozens of players shouting at the port.
Especially the vendors, who were especially angry at George.
They had finally gotten some good items and wanted to sell them in Ceylon City. But every time, George and the peacekeepers took them away. They lost a lot.
Now, if they could get George to log off, who wouldn't be excited?
In the middle of all the curses, ten players stood up, all glaring at George.
They were all level 20. The highest was level 21.
George pulled out his Frost Moon Blade and grinned. "Come on, all of you!"