Chapter 907
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On the way back, the members of Yafrk told General Ferd where the characters they summoned came from.
"The Weave? I've used it in Noland, but … I didn't know the Weave could summon such powerful creatures. "
General Ferd could only use the term 'summoned creatures' to describe the group of strange fellows he'd seen before.
"Actually, those creatures are characters in our game."
Rona gestured for the archer beside him to open his Weave. His character was a Lurker, so he didn't show himself much.
The archer's character was completely different.
"Do you have any impression of this character?"
The archer logged into the World Scar and showed his character to General Ferd.
A hunter with a horse's head and purple pajamas was jumping around on the Weave. If someone were to be thrown onto the streets, they would be able to recognize him at first glance.
"I remember him," General Ferd nodded and said with certainty.
"He's Koya's character in the World Scar. His name is Magic Bullet … Koya just summoned this character in the illusion."
For the sake of demonstration, the Archer even had his character run into the wilderness and draw his bow, killing quite a few monsters.
General Ferd's eyes lit up when he saw the horse's clean and efficient movements.
"It's like another world."
General Ferd shook the cigarette butt in his hand. He was no longer in the mood to enjoy his tobacco.
"How do I obtain a character in the Weave?" General Ferd tried to think of a way to describe it.
He'd already suffered a defeat in the illusory world, so he was willing to believe everything that the Yafrk Serpent described.
In General Ferd's opinion, these Snake mercenaries had their own characters in the Weave. To be more precise, they were like summoned creatures.
General Ferd could see them as a type of 'firearm'.
The warships that he commanded were 'firearms' that allowed him to sail across the seas. These powerful characters were 'firearms' that could multiply their combat power in the enemy's illusion.
"If you have the Weave, you'll need to spend some money."
Rona remembered this general. When they'd represented Waterfront in the Holy Spirit Tournament, it was this general who'd led them.
"How much Noland gold? We've spent a lot of money on new alchemy cannons. "
General Field frowned. Since it was a firearm, the price would definitely not be cheap.
"You misunderstood, this is based on time."
Rona thought that General Ferd was referring to the one-time buyout system like the Holy Spirit.
"Time charges? These powerful characters can only be rented … Who is the seller? Can any of you refer me to him? "
General Field did not have the patience to wait any longer. The unconscious adjutant was his nephew, and if Berchemont landed on land, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The Eye of Grey Fog on Berchemont's back would pull anyone it looked at into that strange illusion. At that time, all the cities along the coast of the Coastal Country would unknowingly become a ghost town.
"General, there's no need for a referral. Renting these characters isn't expensive at all. An hour of playtime only costs one Noland Copper. If you spend one silver, you can buy twelve hours of playtime," Rona said.
"So … so cheap?"
General Field suddenly felt a pain in his fingers. It turned out that the cigarette in his hand had burned to the end.
The money he usually spent on cigarettes was probably more expensive than the rental of these characters.
"Quick, tell me how to rent them. I want a thousand, no, ten thousand!"
General Field slammed his hands on the table in front of him. If he summoned ten thousand of these powerful 'summoned creatures', the monster that appeared in the illusion would definitely be easily defeated.
"Although every Weave account can create twelve characters, each person can only control one. Also, these characters aren't that strong from the start. You need to train them up."
Rona tried his best to describe the game's important elements such as character building and leveling up in a language that the general could understand.
"I still need to train? Can't I just spend money to buy the strongest character? "General Field asked.
"You can ask our employer about this."
Rona really couldn't express any opinion on General Field's request. After all, the creator of this game was Josiah. It wouldn't be difficult for Josiah to provide this general with a max-level character.
Moreover, Josiah seemed to be very interested in that huge beast. So, Rona directly opened the message and sent Josiah a message.
… …
"Stop. Today's filming ends here."
Josiah waved his hand to signal the daytime witches who were floating on the other side of the set to get off work.
In the manor far away, the actors from the White Thorn Flower Troupe bowed to Josiah.
The Boy in Striped Pajamas was filmed in a farm manor near Noland. Josiah spent some money to rent it and conveniently built a simple barracks next to it.
Josiah flipped through the details of the script in his hands. Another reason why Josiah chose this script was that the filming period was short.
It was so short that Josiah would only need three days to complete it.
"Mr. Josiah, we're preparing a picnic later. Would you like to join us?" Just as Josiah finished flipping through the script, a soft voice rang in his ears.
Josiah raised his head and saw an actress from the White Thorn Flower Troupe. Behind her was a group of other actors who were staring at Josiah. Of course, most of them were girls.
"Thank you. You guys … enjoy yourselves. I have to return to Noland first. Be careful everyone."
Josiah forced a smile and shook his head. Then, after reminding them to be safe, he walked towards the magic carriage parked outside the set.
"A young and promising director. His appearance is top-notch among humans. It's normal for those sensitive human actresses to be tempted."
Qianmian was sitting in the driver's seat of Josiah's magic carriage. This Dark Elf had recently become Josiah's chauffeur.
"Qianmian, you know some jokes. They're not funny." Josiah opened the door and sat behind the driver's seat. Qianmian was holding a package in her hands.
"I understand. And this …"
"Did Hiri make this again?" Josiah revealed a subtle expression when he saw the package in Qianmian's hands.
"Your wife asked me to pass on the message. If you don't like it, you can throw it away."
"Sigh …"
Josiah let out a sigh. He took the package from Qianmian's hands and opened it. Inside was a boxed lunch … probably.
Recently, while Josiah was working on the set, Hiri happened to be learning from the purple-clothed person. Perhaps it was because of the awakening of her maternal instincts, this spellcaster lady actually wanted to improve her cooking skills.
And every time she did her cooking experiments, the tester was Josiah.
"Burnt again. When will this girl learn to control the heat?"
Josiah nibbled on the drumstick made by Hiri. A burnt taste spread in his mouth.
"Recently, three cities in the Coastal Nation have broken out in riots. It's the kind where the city lord was hung on the city wall. The situation in the Iron Nation is also worsening. There's news of many Frost Nation citizens being executed in the quarantine area."
Qianmian drove the magic carriage while reporting the recent situation in the two countries to Josiah.
"I heard you say not long ago that the Coastal Nation is because of the people of the sea?" Josiah could understand the details of the situation in the Iron Nation from Cheil, but the information about the Coastal Nation could only be obtained from Qianmian.
"It's the nobles of the Coastal Nation. They're a human-like race that can breathe in the water. They control most of the resources of the Coastal Nation. Now that ordinary humans have realized this, they want to drive these races out of their homes. Someone is inciting hatred between the two different races." Qianmian said.
"Absorbing nourishment? If our World Tree absorbs the admiration of humans … Doesn't the World Tree of the Dark Elves need things like pain and hatred? "
Josiah opened the message. He had already received several messages. Among them, the one that Josiah cared about the most was from the snake.
"Berchemont has been found, but there's a very dangerous existence on it. The navy of the Coastal Nation is preparing to launch an attack on Berchemont. Their general wants to talk to you."
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