Gamers of the Underworld Chapter 168 - Do You Want to Go to a Hospital?

The huge shaking Airs.h.i.+p was billowing black smoke and dipped in the direction that the gamers were standing at.

The Ancient G.o.ds army retreated after Hemp Rope Technology sacrificed himself in the brilliant explosions to kill the Devil commander.

n.o.body saw the Devil who wors.h.i.+ped the Heavenly Father and Savior after the explosions.

After the Airs.h.i.+p lost its propulsion and began its descent, Arthur and his comrades were no longer in control of the ensuing events.

“Though we may die here and lose the chance to research Mana, as warriors, it was my greatest honor to be able to fight with all of you against the Ancient G.o.ds army.” The Gnome Yoda, who was at the helm, shouted at the off-balanced gamers with utmost respect, “All crew prepare for landing! The Airs.h.i.+p is going to cras.h.!.+”

The gamers didn’t have the chance to respond to Yoda as the Airs.h.i.+p crashed violently against the wall of the tunnel.

With the huge collision and the Airs.h.i.+p’s violent disintegration, it was the second cras.h.i.+ng of the Airs.h.i.+p. The gamers couldn’t help but look away in shame.

The fragments of the Airs.h.i.+p scattered on the ground.

Half of the Airs.h.i.+p looked intact. A huge shroud of dust was seen at a corner of the tunnel. The gamers didn’t pursue the retreating Ancient G.o.ds army. Instead, they gathered at the crashed Airs.h.i.+p to take a look.

They thought there would be a huge explosion after it crashed since that was the normal way things turned out. After all, the Airs.h.i.+p was full of explosions while airborne just now.

They waited a long time for the final explosion while they gazed bewilderedly at the wreckage.

“Is there going to be an explosion?”

“Could this be a new scene?”

“Wait, a new scene? Isn’t there a public announcement for updates?”

“Public announcement? The game updates new content randomly. Is this your first time playing this game?”

“Gos.h.!.+ Let’s salvage the s.h.i.+p!” someone shouted, and the gamers charged towards the s.h.i.+p.

The gamers ran to the vicinity of the wreckage. A few brave souls entered the s.h.i.+p and carried a wooden plank as they shouted excitedly.

“Gos.h.!.+ The wooden planks can be salvaged!”

“That Trident looks cool! Can we take it away?”

What was that? Wooden planks could be salvaged? But the Trident was still stuck in the s.h.i.+p?

The gamers were losing control of themselves as a mission notice appeared immediately before them:

[Hidden Mission: Salvage the crashed Airs.h.i.+p

Mission Description: Winterfell’s Airs.h.i.+p completed its task but was seriously damaged when it crashed. Perhaps, we can salvage the s.h.i.+p.

Mission Objectives:

Salvage the Trident (0/1)

Salvage the Airs.h.i.+p Magical Core (0/1)

Salvage the large scale machine (0/N)

Salvage the Magic Cannons (0/N)

Mission Time Limit: Before the ally arrives

Mission Reward: Besides the Mission Objectives, the rest belongs to you. Gamers who hit the salvaging targets will receive extra rewards. For the Underworld, warriors!]

Once the mission notice was published, the gamers went completely out of control.

The gamers dashed wildly into the cabin and carried all removable items. The wooden planks were dismantled, and the broken Dragon bones were transported out. The fallen troops from Eternal Fire were stripped of all equipment, including their clothing.

TakeASpearHit searched angrily in a pile of ruins. He lifted a wooden plank and saw a Gnome being crushed underneath. His eyes were closed, and there were no green words above his head.

It was an NPC, and he was still breathing!

TakeASpearHit was shocked because he didn’t expect to find a breathing NPC. What should he do? Forget it, it was more important to look for equipment.

TakeASpearHit searched the NPC for valuables. He found a long metal bar with the words “The more you puff, the earlier you die Uranium stick. It is worth your money.”

“What the heck?” TakeASpearHit was taken aback. He bit the metal stick and threw it to one side. Then he found an engraved tablet and a picture.

The tablet had the words “Winterfell Mana Engineer, Yoda”, and the picture was a group photograph of a Gnome and thirty little Gnomes.

TakeASpearHit searched further and found a Magic Stone card.

[Ding, congratulations to TakeASpearHit for discovering a hidden card. You may exchange the card for extra Reputation Points.]

“Profitable. My luck’s good. Are there any more cards?”

TakeASpearHit felt his luck was getting better. He continued searching the NPC.

The NPC started moaning.

TakeASpearHit was taken aback as Yoda opened his eyes.

Yoda looked with his blurry vision and saw an ugly Gnome searching his body. Several Gnomes and Houndhead Men were salvaging the wreckage of the Airs.h.i.+p.

The ugly Gnome was shocked after seeing Yoda awaken. Then he searched Yoda’s body solemnly and asked, “I’m the Underworld hero and warrior of Eternal Kingdom. Gnome, do you have a mission for me? Escort Mission? Healing Mission? Letter Posting Mission? Or a death will?”

…

At Area No. 10, Eternal Fire camp.

Beefb.a.l.l.s saw that they were at the end phase of the battle. There were troops pursuing the enemy. Though, at the Eternal Kingdom camp, n.o.body went after the enemy. Instead, they were gathered at the Airs.h.i.+p wreckage.

The Eternal Kingdom warriors were transporting items from the wreckage. Some warriors were even riding Darting Birds.

They were most likely trying to save the survivors of the crash, or so Beefb.a.l.l.s thought.

Beefb.a.l.l.s had to admit that he looked down on the strange, badly equipped, ill-disciplined warriors of Eternal Kingdom. After two battles together, Beefb.a.l.l.s recognized the terrifying aspects of Eternal Kingdom.

A continuous stream of warriors who were all fearless. Even if they were half-naked, as long as they had a Short Sword, they would charge into battle.

Though the power of a single warrior and the army was inferior, based on their determined fighting spirits, they held off the advance of the Ancient G.o.ds army.

If they could improve the capability and discipline of the army and call upon a large number of troops…

Beefb.a.l.l.s shook his head. That kind of terrifying combat power wasn’t what he wanted to fight on the battlefield.

“Send the battle reports to Winterfell,” Beefb.a.l.l.s turned his head and shouted the order to his communication officer.

…

Yoda opened his eyes in a daze. His last memory was of the battlefield in the wreckage of the Airs.h.i.+p. He saw a crazy Gnome who searched his body. But he fainted due to his wounds.

The room was a dilapidated cave, and a Skeleton was looking at him.

To be exact, the Skeleton frame was a Lich.

“You’re awake? Do you remember who you are?” the Lich looked at Yoda and asked.

“Yoda. I’m a Gnome Engineer of the Merchant Alliance. This place… where am I?”

Yoda wanted to get up, but he found his body fully bandaged. He was severely limited in his movements.

“You were stripped of all clothing when you were sent here, so I covered you with the bandages to save you from being embarra.s.sed.”

The Lich asked, “I’ve treated your wounds. Do you feel any discomfort? Do you want to be admitted to the hospital?”