After coming to Iron Guard City, Wand had the honor of staying in Sir Haimerson's mansion.
Haimerson was one of the Big Three in Iron Guard City. Although he lived in a servant's room, it was much more luxurious than his student dorm in Noland.
But the Short Tentacle Wand wanted to go back to his dormitory in Norland. The Iron Guard City had been … too depressing recently.
The plague in the western district made him too afraid to leave his house. He could only stay in his room and browse the spellcaster forum.
Out of boredom, the Short Tentacle Wand posted a thread about the Iron Guard City in the daily section, but the thread soon disappeared.
But not long after, he suddenly received a new reply. The Magic Wand immediately opened its own post.
"What plague?" Replied: The Fire-Relayer.
The Fire-Relayer!
Wand instantly sat up on his bed upon seeing this name. Perhaps many users of the Magic Net wouldn't have much of a reaction when they saw this name, but Wand … To a veteran gamer, seeing this name was no less than a priest seeing the God of Holy Light.
"I don't know the details, but my city is a bit chaotic. Also, I know who you are, so I asked when I can play World Scar."
The short-tentacle wand immediately put the matter of the plague to the back of his mind. He did not have many friends in this city, and the few relatives he had were living well in the mansion. Therefore, he was only worried about the plague.
"The first beta version of World Scar will be released soon. Also, don't you know the situation of the plague?"
The Fire Relayer quickly replied with the short tentacle wand.
"Yes, I've been grounded recently. I only know that many quarantine areas have been built nearby."
Wand cheered for the new game while explaining to the Fire-Relayer what had happened in Iron Guard City.
But halfway through, he heard the sound of glass shattering outside the door.
"Hemina! I'm doing this for your own good! "
A man's roar scared Wand so much that he rolled off his bed.
He immediately ran to the door and pressed his ear against it.
"Father! Please stop those strange experiments. I don't need to drink those potions! "
The noise outside the door sounded very chaotic. The wand heard the sound of glass shattering. It should be the vase in the corridor outside breaking.
During this time, the short-tentacle wand had confirmed that Hemina was the young lady of this mansion and the only daughter of Lord Haimerson.
But the relationship between father and daughter didn't seem to be harmonious?
The wand listened to Hemina's screams outside the door. According to the plot, he should have pushed open the wooden door to stop the father.
But if he did that, the owner of the mansion would kill him!
He knew that he was not a hero, nor was he made to be one. He was weak and hot-blooded. If he made the wrong choice, it would only cost him his life!
Fear and cowardice made the wand take a few steps back, away from the wooden door. Then, it sat on the bed and quietly scrolled through the spellcaster forum.
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"So it's another symptom caused by the Grey Fog? What can I do for you? '
After Josiah learned about the plague in the Iron Guard City from the spellcaster forum, he asked Cheil for more information.
"I'm on my way to the Silverfrost Foxes' territory. I can think of a solution when I get there."
The Frost Owl sent a sleepy owl emoji to Josiah. It seemed that the king had been very tired from dealing with the affairs of the country.
"Are you still coming for the test tonight?" Josiah asked the Frost Owl politely.
Ever since the release of the DEMO test of the World Scar, Josiah had to find time to open the DEMO server almost every day. Otherwise, it was very likely that Fuya would riot.
"Definitely! The Thief branch of this game is too fun to play as an assassin. "
Another owl emoji popped up. After listening to Josiah's suggestion to try the assassin class, Cheil was completely addicted.
The combo and the Ultimate Skill, coupled with a strong sense of impact, could completely play the thrill of a fighting game. It was also worth mentioning that Fuya was also an assassin.
The conversation between Josiah and Cheil ended with a message from Yinsha, the matriarch of the Sublimator. Josiah closed the message and entered the space of the World Tree's consciousness.
There weren't many changes in the space of the World Tree's consciousness. It was still a space occupied by pure white. The only change was that there were many more tables, chairs, and long tables inside.
These were the places where the Sublimators would rest when they were tired from work.
"Caretaker."
Yinsha came in front of Josiah, holding a sheepskin scroll in her hand.
"The seventh dungeon you requested is almost complete. There's still a small part of the wilderness exploration map that the Alliance needs to fix."
Josiah took the sheepskin scroll that Yinsha handed over. It was a map that clearly showed the continents in the north, south, east, and west.
The efficiency of the Sublimators shocked Josiah once again, especially when they learned the method of cutting corners that Josiah taught them. Almost as soon as Josiah finished drawing the concept and 2D map of the dungeon, Yinsha and her 200-odd Caretakers could build the dungeon in a day.
But the real trouble wasn't the construction of the dungeon map, but the setting of the monsters and how to smoothly integrate them into the game system.
All of this required Josiah's personal adjustment, which was why whenever the Sublimators completed a part of the map, Josiah would let them leave the space of consciousness and enter a state of accelerated thinking to make the 'map model' part of the game world with Shiratori.
"Is the Molten Abyss completed?"
When Josiah's fingers touched the map on the sheepskin scroll, green grass instantly appeared beneath Josiah's feet, while blue skies and white clouds appeared above him.
The group of Sublimators behind Yinsha were still floating in the air. They seemed to have long since taken care of this miraculous character, enjoying a rare moment of rest while drinking Sin Cola.
Josiah dragged the map on the sheepskin scroll, quickly skipping over the grass and arriving at a wasteland filled with volcanic ash. He dragged the map up a distance, and a volcano appeared beneath Josiah's feet.
The lava of the volcano was still boiling, but Josiah couldn't feel its temperature.
"There's still a lot of areas worth optimizing." Josiah looked at the pile of … flowing lava below the crater, and once again sighed at the meticulousness of the Sublimators' creation.
"Are you really not going to test for a while longer before announcing this game?"
When Yinsha led her people to build this world, she also began to touch the Weave and Weave games. Unfortunately, she couldn't play the current most popular game, Holy Spirit.
Instead, she fell in love with those pixel games like Snowman Brothers and Super Mario.
Every time she took a break, Josiah could see her typing away at the keyboard, and when she realized he was staring at her, she would materialize a book with a serious expression.
This wasn't the first time Josiah had seen this.
"The internal testing is over, and it's time for the players to test. But let's wait until I finish setting up the monsters of this dungeon and the relevant storyline."
Josiah looked at the vast wasteland below and found that it was another huge workload. If it wasn't for the accelerated thinking and the help of the Sublimators, this game would probably take years to complete.
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