Chapter 82: I Am Bombing the Dungeon (Server)

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“Why did all of you perish?”

“Is the BOSS that difficult?”

“What? The lousy producers patched their bugs secretly?”

“What about the Bladder Bombs? Did you try them out?”

“Lost? We gave all our collected feces to Sylvanas. How could it be lost?”

“Successful? What? You were killed by your own explosives?”

Sherlock watched the gamers discussing excitedly. He didn’t understand what they were saying, but he knew where he could understand the meaning of Bladder Bombs.

He browsed the discussion forum on the computer.

The discussion forum was filled with many gamers. Just as Sherlock expected, NotWearingPants wrote a post the minute he went offline, and the post was right at the top of the page.

As the Beta Gamer expert who was extremely popular, his post garnered hundreds of replies.

Sherlock estimated that the replies would reach a four-figure number once he refreshed the page. He wasn’t interested in the forum members’ replies though, he was interested to know what the Beta Gamers were doing. He wanted to know why they were so happy and acting as though they were celebrating a festival.

The name of the post was [Smear the Short Bow Gamers and their new tactics!]

“h.e.l.lo everyone, I’m NotWearingPants ( ╬▔皿▔).

I am depressed. Why? Because our team, which was the Team of Hope, perished.

We were killed by a Short Bow Gamer, Sylvanas! This is the photograph of the guy who disguises himself as a girl:

(Picture)

Do not be mistaken. Though Archers have been known to kill their own, under normal circ.u.mstances, Archers aren’t able to kill all team members. It goes like this…

…(5000 words detailed description)

Then we recreated our characters and were revived.

After smearing this team member of mine, let us discuss another topic—new tactics for Archers and the correct way to play this game that has no professions and a high degree of freedom.

Like I said before, the top Beta Gamer, Hemp Rope Technology’s speculation and trials were confirmed by us.

Gamers can make their own traps!

Not only can the arrows of the Archer be used to kill monsters directly, but they can also be used as a signal or trigger for a trap. This requires good archery. This is better than shooting at our own gamers.

Take Hemp Rope Technology’s Bladder Bomb. By putting the Bladder Bomb near the BOSS and using the arrow to trigger, with sufficient explosive power, it can defeat a BOSS. Today, we used four Bladder Bombs and detonated three of them. After the BOSS was defeated, we were killed by the last Bladder Bomb.

Let us imagine that if we could find a detonator wire kind of prop and develop similar bombs. With the current freedom, this is highly possible!

(╯‵□′)╯Bomb! •••*~● Could we become creature bombs too?

The stability of the Bladder Bomb has to further discussed. The rest of the Bladders Bombs detonated except for one. Could the defective bladder be full of stones?

We could develop cannons, mines, explosives, and perhaps nuclear bombs.

Think about that. If we could develop a nuclear bomb, how hardcore would the game be!

Should the game start the Industrial Revolution?

Enough idle chat. We decided to form a research team to research ingenious methods in the game, such as throwing hornet’s nests, self-exploding Goblins, traps, and other ideas. The leader will be the top gamer Hemp Rope Technology!

We haven’t thought of the team’s name. If you have any good names, send us a note. We will hang the name at the front of the huge house built by all of us, so it must be awesome!

I have to denounce the lousy producer who lurks in the discussion forum. After seeing our strategies, the lousy producer patched their shortcomings. All the minions wore Plate Leggings and changed their weapons to blunt weapons like Flails.

We cannot go for the legs now! The BOSS will hammer until our arms are broken if we use the s.h.i.+elds!

We have to think of how to fight. Please share your good ideas. I will highlight your names in the next strategy guide!

I will end things here. I am here mainly to denounce that fool Sylvanas and come up with future combat tactics with everybody.

I feel much better now.

I am going online to complete my missions. My Reputation was reset to zero, and I have to work another two days in order to challenge the Instance Dungeon.

The death penalty in this game is very heavy. Is that used to force us to excavate more? Could the lousy producers not leave us alone after patching bugs? Wanting us to help you mine ore? And building houses for NPCs!

They are too unscrupulous! Please be a man!”

Sherlock finished reading the contents without any emotion as he moved the computer mouse.

[Running Groundhog: Breaking the leg bone so that the monster could be easily killed. This game is ultra-realistic! Why did you protect the legs of the minion? Logically speaking, should you not leave some vulnerability?]

[Jiuluo Yuqing: What is a Bladder Bomb? Why did I not encounter this before in the forums?]

[Bright Haze: Search for “Hemp Rope Technology” in the forum. His posts are very detailed.]

[Dreamless Sleepless: I have drawn a picture of Sherlie, who is surrounded by sickos every day. Who is helping me to push my post up?]

[GreenBeanPreciousLady: I have drawn Sherlie and the Beta Gamers on a book.]

[Flying De Rossi: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ Key perception!]

[Poison Expert JiaXu: 6666, why did you draw such things? Could you not draw Sherlie and Little Fairy?]

[Sylvanas: Dog Pants, you wrote that many words just to smear me? Come online, I will kill you.]

[Honest Professional Friendly: Come and look at the Beta Gamers’ feud. I am getting melons seeds and a small stool ready for watching.]

[Craving kid next door likes to cry: I am thinking, could we develop our Industrial Revolution?]

[Seafood Shaved Ice: Industrial Revolution is good.]

[Rose Cherry Meat: Initiate the Second Beta! Do not delay!]

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Sherlock scanned through the contents below, and they were asking for Second Beta.

Sherlock closed NotWearingPants’s post and searched for Hemp Rope Technology in the forum. Four entries were found, and the one with the most replies was [The Possibility of Creating Bladder Bombs in the Game.]

Sherlock clicked on the post and saw a picture on the front page. It showed a black, sticky substance that looked like it had a bad stench.

(Picture)

The post creator, Hemp Rope Technology, explained in detail how to stuff the smelly back stuff into the Dire Wolf’s bladder. Then he showed how to make threads from the Spider Silk and seal the bladder tight.

After putting it aside for a day, the dried bladder would become bloated like a round ball.

Hemp Rope Technology couldn’t explain what the gases were. When he breathed them, he perished on the spot.

He didn’t die of the stench. As his pain reception was set to zero, he couldn’t feel the gases that could do him harm.

These gases weren’t methane, but since there were no professional tools, there was no way to find out what they were. Hemp Rope Technology quickly added, “It’s quite silly. Why am I researching this stuff so seriously? The CoderMonkey could change some codes, and I would die even if I am breathing air.”

After explaining in detail how to create such bombs and testing with a small amount of fire, they started to burn. He concluded that the gases could be used to make raw materials for bombs if the physics in the game engine was ultra-realistic.

He concluded with two sentences.

“I sold all my Bladder Bombs to Sylvanas, and she is going to test them out in the Instance Dungeon and create a future for Archers.

I’m not interested in the future of Archers, but if they are successfully detonated, the gamers won’t need to dig a hole to relieve themselves as I would collect all the feces. I will dig a methane pool at the Living Quarters and see if I can bomb the Dungeon (Server).

( ̄▽̄)~■Cheers□~( ̄▽̄)”

The replies were like repeater machines.

[If you are bombing the Dungeon (Server), I will give you my future feces.]

There were 99 identical replies.

Sherlock went into deep thought for a while and asked Bru, “The otherworld’s gamers like to play with… feces?”