Gamers of the Underworld Chapter 266 - Is This Place the Adventurer's Guild?

In a Main Hall that wasn’t luxuriously furnished, a wall had a large signboard that said, “Customers are Satan—Eternal Kingdom Adventurer’s Guild always welcomes you”.

Rows of wooden chairs and tables were placed in the middle of the hall.

It was filled with 200 to 300 chattering Goblins, Gnomes, and Houndhead Men who had green words above their heads.

They were the citizens of Eternal Kingdom and also gamers.

“Did you receive the Adventurer’s Mission?” Dragonborn walked to a table and asked a few seated creatures.

“No, there are very few missions. Why don’t you check the discussion forum? Some gamers received missions. Ask if they’re willing to sell them.”

TakeASpearHit was disappointed.

“Don’t think about it. The number of available missions is pathetic. You’ll need to spend money to obtain missions. If you don’t have money, the only way is to carry bricks,” another Gnome replied.

“This game is very practical. You enjoy it if you’re rich and suffer if you’re poor,” SealHeadLingChong said hopelessly.

“Why don’t we become home tutors? We’ll earn easy money and use it to buy an Adventurer’s Mission. Once we complete 20 bronze level Adventurer’s Missions, we can upgrade to the silver level.”

“Ai, I intend to do missions for a few days without sleep and see if I can become the first silver level adventurer. I’m naive. This game only wants us to carry bricks or study. It’s impossible to entertain ourselves with missions,” a Gnome commented, and TakeASpearHit sighed.

“No, there are missions,” a Gnome who was looking down and out said as he walked over.

“I queued up for two days to receive a mission to help a family clean up. I had never done housework in my life. Today, I did housework for an entire day,” the Gnome said with exhaustion and sat down.

Dragonborn pa.s.sed him a large pot of underground water that had been boiled to kill the germs.

The Gnome was taken aback but nodded to show his grat.i.tude. He took the pot and started drinking.

“Though I don’t feel thirsty, it feels good to drink,” the Gnome commented.

“Cleaning? You cleaned the whole day without discovering a Hidden Mission? Didn’t you find a blood-stained harddisk or a long-haired lady’s videotape?”

TakeASpearHit was shocked and asked, “Did you really do housework for a day and a night?”

After receiving a nod, TakeASpearHit stood up and shouted, “Gos.h.!.+ Don’t talk about cleaning. I won’t even pick up a leaf in the game!”

“There’s a new mission! Helping to clear a clog in a toilet. Who wants the mission? Experience isn’t required. You have to be small in size to climb into the tunnel!” Brainiac shouted from the Mission Counter.

TakeASpearHit dashed to the counter and said, “Me, me, me! I have the smallest size! I’m a professional toilet plumber!”

TakeASpearHit shouted at Brainiac.

Dragonborn was stunned.

“D*mn, is he a fool?” SealHeadLingChong looked at the back view of TakeASpearHit and muttered. Though the words were harsh, Dragonborn nodded in agreement.

The gamers were antic.i.p.ating more substantial missions. Besides orders from the factories, they only had missions about finding pets, cleaning ch.o.r.es, and sending kids to school to learn Mana Skills, combat skills, or technical skills.

Clearing the clog in a toilet was a more disgusting mission.

Some dishonest gamers tried to game the system.

Some wanted to test the game mechanism, while others wanted to destroy opposing Guild members’ gaming experience.

The game didn’t have avenues for Guild conflict except for the Guild war held at the Gladiator Arena.

Gamers were unable to attack the Underworld inhabitants due to constraints set by Bru. However, they were able to do other things.

For example, after an opposing Guild member received a cleaning mission, they would stalk him and create lots of rubbish at the target location so that he would be unable to complete the mission. The gamers could resort to such unscrupulous behavior.

They even made the effects better.

For example, an incident occurred between the Meat Vegetable Rice Alliance and the Dragon Raja Guilds. In order to protect and disrupt a house ch.o.r.e mission, both Guilds fought in front of the NPC’s home and alerted the Garrison Guards. For disrupting public order and rioting, they were immediately executed on the spot.

Tens of gamers were hanged, and their equipment was lost. n.o.body cared if the gamers died.

However, the gamers were feeling the loss of their equipment. Even Sherlock couldn’t bear it. He went to the Garrison Guard station to claim the equipment.

Then he resold the equipment to the gamers and felt very pleased. The equipment redemption system was perfect.

The new Adventurer’s Guild had many different levels of adventurers, but there were no benefits to the attributes of the gamers. With the ladder system, the difficulty in obtaining missions, and the cap on the King level adventurers, it was a live ranking board!

The greater the adventurer’s rating, the cooler the gamer looked. The rich gamers played online games just to make themselves look cool. They wanted people to be impressed by their high ratings on the ranking board. They yearned to see their names appear all over the place.

Why else would they top up their gaming account?

Normal gamers didn’t have much chance to be on the list of King level adventurers. However, it was still cool to have a silver or gold level adventurer status.

All gamers were enthusiastic about the Adventurer’s Guild. They completed their Daily Missions and looked at the Adventurer’s Guild missions. If there were no missions, they would chat at the Adventurer’s Guild.

TakeASpearHit managed to obtain the toilet clearing mission after running around and fawning. The Slime who created the mission was puzzled. He saw a group of creatures fighting over his mission. Some even knelt down and called the other creatures daddy. The Slime was extremely touched.

He heard that the Adventurer’s Guild provided intermediary services for specialized housework, work recommendations, and business trading. The most important thing was that the commission was affordable, and there was also a lot of available labor. The workers were diligent, conscientious, and not picky about their ch.o.r.es. However, some of them were potential thieves. Whenever they wanted to rob or steal, they would struggle very hard before giving up.

The Slime thought that it was a bluff. How could there be such a responsible company in the Underworld?

But now, he believed it.

The Slime left happily with TakeASpearHit. It was a win-win situation.

The other gamers looked on with disappointment. They sighed and sat down.

“I have a premonition. Once that unlucky TakeASpearHit leaves, we’ll get a big Plot,” SealHeadLingChong said firmly as TakeASpearHit left.

“I don’t think so. Even though his name is inauspicious, I don’t think he’s an unlucky star,” a Gnome who didn’t believe in bad luck commented.

It was then that a group of fully armed Orc warriors walked in. There was malevolence in the air. One of them stepped forward and shouted, “Is this the Adventurer’s Guild that provides warriors? I want to speak to the management!”