I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 138. Are You A Demon?

The two of them returned to the cockpit. The four mushrooms were each more terrified than the other. Each of them was holding a bucket and digging their throats.

"That's enough. You can't dig it out. He has been poisoning you for a month. Can you spit out everything you've eaten in the past month?"

"Don't worry." Char consoled. "There's only one bottle to induce the poison."

He held the bottle that the four of them did not dare to touch or even look at in the eye and raised it up pretentiously.

[Ghost Mist (Material)]

An unfathomable power was hidden under its dormant appearance.

Under the light, the ghost fog slowly rotated, like an ink stain that could not be dyed.

The four of them looked at his hand, as if afraid that he would accidentally break this thing. The four of them couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Char, you'll destroy this thing, right?"

Bryan asked in a low voice.

"Destroy it?"

Char shook his head.

"Will you guys destroy the bargaining chip? Only an idiot would do that. Fortunately, everyone here is smart."

He grinned, revealing his white teeth.

The four of them felt their hearts skip a beat. They had the illusion that they had just come out of a wolf's den and entered a tiger's den. Their backs were all soaked with cold sweat.

Char looked at them as if she was looking at four high-ranking employees, and her eyes were filled with emotion.

They had knowledge and wealth.

There were three objectives for this trip. The first was the Khorium ruins, and the second was The Hand of Midas, followed by the legendary encirclement of Siege City Soldiers. Therefore, those who were selected to join his team were at least advanced craftsmen and above, and they were at least level 7 archeology.

This was only the foundation. Above that, the four of them were good at alchemy, enchantment, inscription, and the identification of magic equipment, which was also the standard of an exploration team of Khorium ruins.

"After Maica demonizes, all the contracts related to him are invalid. Let's sign a new set. I'll be the one to propose the contents this time, and you guys can set the rules. How about it?" Char asked.

The four of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Did they even have a choice? They could only surrender to the thing in Char's hand.

"That's more like it."

Char put away the Ghost Mist, satisfied.

The re-signing of the contract took half an hour. After that, the four of them heaved a sigh of relief, and they no longer looked at Char with caution.

"So, boss, what are we going to do next?" White asked.

After signing such a contract, the Ancient Mushroom Men would call Char boss. This word in the dictionary of the Ancient mushroom people contained contempt. Hence, when they signed the contract with each other, they would not shout at all. It was also a small way to vent their dissatisfaction with Char.

Char was too lazy to point it out, so she arranged for the four of them to clean the basement and repair the holes. He then gave them a safe place and told them to go there after they finished the repair work.

"What about you, boss?" Bryan asked him. It sounded like Char would not be working with them, and he could not help but start thinking.

They did not specify the time in the contract. This was a common trick of the mushroom people. In other words, they could have taken the opportunity to escape and hide in the plains of treasures, waiting for Char to come to them to fulfill the contract. By then, it would be their home ground, and they would have a million ways to exploit the loopholes in the contract.

Char saw through his thoughts at a glance and gave the bottle of Ghost Mist to Evelyn.

"Evie will supervise you guys in my place. Do you understand what I mean?"

Char looked at the four of them with a half-smile, and the legs of the four mushroom heads began to tremble.

'Are you a demon?'

The mushroom people had come to the surface from Andaheim to escape the Dark Elves. They thought that they would never be controlled by the Dark Elves for the rest of their lives. However, they were letting a Dark Elf be their supervisor?

'Are you still human?'

This was the deterrence of a creature at the top of the food chain!

The Dark Elf frowned. "You're going back to Golden Butterfly City?"

Char nodded.

"You're not bringing me along?"

As soon as she spoke, she saw Char's helpless eyes and realized that she was at a loss for words. She pouted and did not say anything else.

Without the cover of the contract, she was now a level 45 Dark Elf in the abyss faction. It was no longer appropriate for her to show her face in public in the city.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Char smiled.

Evelyn glanced at him.

"I'm afraid that something might happen to others."

Char laughed and left.

In Golden Butterfly City, Ninja Blade had followed Char's orders and teleported over with most of the guild members.

Even though Char did not say anything for the time being, anyone could tell that this was a major event.

Looking at the special effects and the formation, players below level 20 had never seen a fight between gods of this scale. They stood on the street and watched, unable to move.

Nelwin walked out of the Mage Tower's Teleportation Circle and came to the street. He frowned as he looked at the dark purple barrier that covered the City Lord's mansion. No matter how he looked at it, it looked like a ninja exam.

Sword light flashed, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled.

"Don't you think the Third Hokage is fighting Orochimaru?"

Ninja Blade, who was standing beside her, shook his head.

"It's the Duke of Saxson and the Valkyrie, Ortlinde."

"Oh, Ortlinde, I know. This crazy woman collapsed the entire shantytown in Astan City, and it seems like she's also looking for trouble with Char."

Nelwin pouted, getting more and more confused.

What did Char do to make an NPC hate him to this extent?

Was this guy really a player?

Not long after, most of the people from the flame knot had gathered here.

Ninja Blade looked around and encouraged everyone with his eyes. He then took half a step back, showing off Nelwin's status.

This was the guild's traditional ability. The president was only responsible for acting cool, and things like speaking were done by the big sister.

Nelwin picked a few of them and asked them how they were doing in the city Lord's mansion.

"I've searched them all!"

The guy who was asked patted his chest and said proudly, "I can guarantee that the garden is cleaner than a dog's lick. There are a total of 33 high-level herbs, 47 medium-level herbs, and more than 100 low-level herbs. I didn't count them."

"We're almost done searching the study. Although we can't take the items away, we'll be able to obtain magic scrolls and skill books if we flip through them. We've gained quite a lot."

"There's also the skill of trade skill players..."

After the few of them finished their reports, Nelwin did a rough calculation in her heart. 'This is simply a big gift. Compared to the price of only a few people dying, this benefit is simply free!'

Even the guild members were puzzled.

"Big sister, with such a great benefit, how much effort do we have to put in next?"

The income and expenditure rules of "Fantasy World" were deeply rooted in people's hearts. Most of the people present were not used to wasting their time, and felt that the difficulty might be in the future.

"Don't worry so much. This is just the beginning," Nelwin said.

Her words were like pouring oil on a fire, and the guild members' eyes lit up.

At this time, in the streets and alleys of Golden Butterfly City, a sound came from the poles of magic street lamps, which resounded throughout the city.

"All citizens, please leave as soon as possible..."