Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 406: 181 Woof Woof Woof
Chapter 406: Chapter 181 Woof Woof Woof
“Yes, I hope I can still lead these people…”
“Alright… Chairman, I understand.”
After the Crystal Ball went dark, the figure in the Magic Robe raised a hand to massage his brow, then stood up and walked to the window, pulling open the closely drawn dark green velvet curtains.
The pale sunlight entered the room, illuminating the study that had seemed somewhat dim before, and also cast light upon the figure’s face by the window.
An utterly ordinary Human face, with brown hair and brown eyes, that kind you might struggle to find in a crowd even if you searched deliberately.
This was Zero, who came from the Federation to the Empire, temporarily acting as the head of the Portal of Vision’s division.
Since arriving in the Empire, his days had been remarkably uneventful.
Despite having his resources to coordinate with, the development of the Silver Blue Club in the Empire was not as smooth as imagined.
The first issue was the large-scale environment; according to his judgment, if the story was not randomly generated, then this high-pressure situation would last for at least a few years, or even more than ten years of game time.
A stable Empire without turmoil may be good for ordinary players, but for these large esports clubs, it meant difficulties in development.
Another problem was the sniping from their old rivals, the White Light Esports Club. The other side had joined a power called the ‘Secret Ceremony Society’ and targeted them at every turn.
Behind that power, rumor has it, stood a descendant of one of the Four Great Families of the Empire, and last time, he had a face-to-face meeting with that native.
According to the information he obtained, the Portal of Vision tried to probe whether the other party was related to the Star Prophecy, which seemed to have put them in great danger; now, their targeting actions were entirely out of reprisal.
With the Empire’s high-ranking individuals at their back, those almost abandoned pawn forces by the Portal of Vision were being targeted uncomfortably, hardly better off than rats crossing the street.
Especially when some of their actions were like under the eyes of the enemy, plainly visible, it became even harder.
Many in the club suspect there was a mole among them, but even with knowing, they were helpless, for this was just the nature of players.
Fortunately, these frustrating matters had nothing to do with him, because that was not his responsibility.
And next, he would leave this dull Empire and return to the Federation soon to be engulfed in the flames of war.
There, was where he could play his greatest role.
All tasks related to the position of the head of the Portal of Vision would naturally be handled by someone from the club.
Squinting his eyes and watching the bustling city outside the window and the glaring sunlight, Zero suddenly laughed.
Everyone has pursuits; some seek wealth, some fame, and others power…
His pursuit was excitement.
In such a beautiful world, if it were ignited, would the blaze be more brilliant than the sun?
Turning around, Zero left the window, his figure blending into the deep shadows of the corridor.
……
As the Silver Blue Club prepared to invest some energy in the Federation, the White Light Club’s think tank also noticed the Federation’s special situation.
But unlike Silver Blue, they were faring better in the Gloria Empire, and didn’t regard the Federation’s upcoming development opportunities as highly as Silver Blue did, merely arranging for a few team members to temporarily go there to explore the situation.
“Bo’er’s beard! It’s just the baseline Luck Value again!”
Walking on the street, the Dwarf player Gold Silver Copper Aluminum suddenly cursed.
“I’ve already told you, according to my Prophecy results, your luck today is terrible, and it’s not a good day for a lucky draw.”
The Human player Nya Latotip glanced at the Dwarf and shrugged his shoulders.
Recently, the game’s version was upgraded online, and after the update, the System Panel had a major change.
The System Mall started selling fashions!
The fashion outfits could alter the player’s character appearance without changing clothes, with an option to make it visible to natives, but without any Attribute enhancements.
Those high-quality game fashions, however, couldn’t be purchased directly; they could only be acquired through draw, with no guaranteed results, although higher Luck Value made it easier to win them.
There were also some of the most precious fashions that were limited to the entire server, only obtainable through real-money auctions in the System Auction House.
Just now, it was already the Dwarf player’s hundredth draw of the day, but he had only received a hundred and five points in Luck Value.
“Is the probability really low?”
Next to him, Elf Minstrel Sharp Sword glanced at him.
Before the words had even finished, a set of icy metal armor with a crimson cape suddenly appeared on Sharp Sword, the style of the armor was extremely exquisite, decorated with patterns at the joints that shimmered with the glow and particle effects of blue frost.
“Ooh, got it with the ten-pull draw, the Frost Joy Set!”
Looking at the brand-new fashion armor on his body, the Minstrel was very satisfied.
“Damn it! I refuse to believe this!”
Seeing Sharp Sword’s loot made the Dwarf green with envy.
Luck Value +10, Luck Value +10, Luck Value +10…
Thus, after three sets of ten-pull draws, the Dwarf happily gained thirty Luck Value points.
“…Damn it! If I draw again, I’m a dog!!”
His beard trembled fiercely, Gold Silver Copper Aluminum was extremely frustrated.
“Enough, let’s get down to business. Little Sword, Copper Aluminum, what have you guys got?”
Shaking his head, Nya Latotip brought the conversation back on track.
“According to the Loran Kingdom branch of the Minstrel Guild, the situation in the Federation is indeed starting to get tense. As for the reason, the most likely is related to the recent surge in skeleton laborer prices.
It’s said that a mysterious major power has entered the market and needs a large number of skeleton laborers for mechanical production, leading to a severe shortage of skeleton laborer raw materials on the market and a price spike.
Of course, the lost treasures of Sky City that were causing a stir a while ago should also be somewhat related to this issue.”
When it came to serious matters, Sharp Sword sorted out his language and gave his investigation report.
“I went to the Dwarf settlement here. According to them, the orders for weapons and armor have indeed increased a lot compared to before.
And they have also received a large amount of military supplies, as well as many orders for Fine grade or higher magic weapons.
As for the identity of the customer who placed the orders, they don’t know, but the orders are quite urgent, so it’s likely they’ll be used soon.
Hey, when I asked about these things, there was one irritable old guy who was a bit wary. But after I got him drunk on Dwarf spirits, he spilled everything.”
Gold Silver Copper Aluminum patted his chest somewhat proudly, his head held high, a look of arrogance on his face.
“He could hold his liquor, it’s just a pity he ran into me—”
“Alright, let’s not talk about things unrelated to the task.”
Nya Latotip nodded his head.
“Next, I will report the investigation results to the club’s narrative analysis team. They will come to a conclusion about what actions would be most beneficial for the club.
However, the foundation of the club still relies on the Gloria Empire. Even if we invest some effort here, it’s unlikely to be much, and it probably can’t outcompete Star Dust, whose main body is developing in the Federation.”
“So, are we giving up on developing over here?”
The Dwarf scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.
“Therefore, next, it’s possible that we may cooperate with the people from Silver Blue.”
Sharp Sword added a sentence.
“Is that so, Captain?”
“Little Sword is correct.”
Nya Latotip nodded his head, his expression a bit strange as he glanced at the friend notification on the panel.
“And, Copper Aluminum, did you just draw Legendary Fashion?”
“…I drew one hundred seventy-six pages out!”
The Dwarf’s expression was a bit dark.