I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 246. What the F*ck Are You Doing?

With Franco as the core, the construction of Char's base was 90% complete. All that was left was to find a suitable resurrection point.

After the church's forces withdrew from Elfheim, they also took the resurrection points in various places.

In other words, there would be no official resurrection point in Elfheim from now on, only the wild cemetery in the wild.

Char knew how difficult it was to climb up from the unmarked common graves. Fortunately, after picking up the body of the Holy Spirit of Order, Joshua had also taken back part of his authority. This was enough for her to build a few official cemeteries.

Char walked around Ferlin town and chose a place with good Feng Shui. She then set fire to the weeds and asked someone to bring more than 30 coffins. However, she felt that it was not enough, so she added another 30 and arranged them in a formation similar to the one in the sleep of the Chosen One. She then placed her hands on the bare ground.

A tiny bit of power was extracted, and Char almost did not feel it.

"Will this work?" He could not help but ask, "I remember that the church's Chosen One's only has a 50% experience penalty. Wild graveyards will drop one level. Yours won't drop two levels, will it?"

As if exposed, Mitsuya impatiently gave him a little more.

"Hey, hey! You really cut corners? I'm telling you, you don't have to do anything else, but you have to repair this graveyard. It's a player's life!" Char said angrily.

"I know..."

It was rare that Mitsuya did not refute. This time, he sent out a decent amount of power.

Almost as soon as he finished casting the spell, an arm stretched out from the coffin closest to Char.

"What the f*ck? This works?"

Char quickly went up to take a look.

The stinky seal jumped out of the coffin and stormed out. When it saw Char in front of it, it could not help but cry.

"Char, I've been bullied!"

Char removed the thing from her and asked her what was going on.

Apple Pie explained in a few words.

She had been happily hunting outside Ferlin town with a group of underlings, and they had accumulated a lot of supplies. Just as they were driving a group of Black-faced Horned Sheep to gather together, a group of Barbarians riding wolves suddenly appeared out of nowhere and robbed them without a word!

Apple Pie was used to being the big sister, so how could they bear this kind of grievance! She immediately called her underlings to go up and teach them a lesson.

However, as soon as they started fighting, she noticed that something was wrong.

This group of people were not players, but NPCs!

It was impossible for the players to be so uniform, and the two sides actually had a language barrier!

"I swear, that's definitely not a Ningbo dialect! It's definitely not a guest's language!" She added after a pause.

For a moment, Char did not know how to answer.

"We are the fourth calamity, and it has always been us who rob others, but today we let an NPC rob us? And he didn't even beat them! Big brother, you have to take revenge for us!"

Apple Pie was crying so loudly.

Char sighed.

"You must not have seen what they look like, right?"

"Nonsense! They're all wearing masks! How did you know? You know about it too?" Apple Pie asked in surprise.

She turned around to look at her surroundings and confirmed that she was the only one who had died.

"Who told you?"

"That's the Black Mamba tribe of the barbarians. You're the only one in your team who's drawing hatred," Char explained. "Black Mamba and Gray Wing are enemies. The former's totem is a snake, while the latter's totem is an eagle. Your eagle might have been misunderstood.

Apple Pie's eyes lit up.

"Boss! You must know where they are!"

"Of course."

"Then take me to take revenge!"

"Alright," he said. Char pointed in a certain direction. "Go and get some anti-poison potion from Rylai. I'll wait for you here."

"Alright!"

Apple Pie left in high spirits.

The moment she left, Char immediately turned invisible and ran away.

He even blocked the private chat.

Two hours later, Char followed the map in his memory and found the area outside the Black Mamba tribe's territory.

The range of activity of the Barbarians was generally large, but the actual place where they set up their tents was fixed. Therefore, when drawing the map, even though a large area was marked out for the barbarians, it was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, they had just snatched the black face horned sheep from the players. This kind of animal pooped madly when it was frightened, and the ball of sheep's poop had a pungent smell. Char followed the smell and caught up.

The choice of Ferlin town for the great development of the North was also somewhat related to the Black Mamba tribe. This was one of the few reasonable tribes among the barbarians, and they were not nomads, but settled here. Every year, they would use animal skins and goat's milk to exchange for medicine to treat diseases from the elves, as well as blessed water for children to be vaccinated.

Although the Elves' personalities were probably because of their pride, they were unwilling to cut corners and resort to fraud, so the relationship between the two had always been okay.

This time, they were probably attracted by the commotion caused by Cahr's MCV. They happened to see humans moving around, and one of them had an Eagle with him. Out of disgust, they simply shot at the humans and ran away. The players could not do anything to them.

After all, he did not have a mount.

Char retracted his aura and followed the ball of sheep sh*t's scent. Soon, he saw an open space.

Although it was called a camp, it was actually an open space that had been treated with a special powder because the powder was spread all year round to repel weeds, the soil turned from red to light yellow.

There were ten bonfires scattered in the middle. Generally speaking, one bonfire represented three to four families, which was about fifteen people. This meant that this was a small village of about a hundred people in the Black Mamba tribe.

The animal skin tent was very strong, and the curtain covered with thick wool felt could not even be pushed open without a normal person's strength of 4-5 points. It could be used as a wall.

However, they were not locked.

This was a Barbarian's habit. Only animals would be locked up.

Both men and women had a weapon by their side when they slept. Anyone who wanted to cause trouble in the middle of the night would be cut into pieces and fed to the wolves. They would be discovered when they lifted the thick curtain.

There was no alert at the edge of the village, but there were 20 to 30 huge black Wolves lying on the ground. They were more than two meters long and nearly a meter tall even when they were lying on the ground.

Most importantly, their noses were very sharp.

These beasts were level 30 Beasts, but their sense of smell was definitely level 50. It was completely unreasonable.

Unlike the other black giant wolves, one of them had fur that was as clear as moonlight and seemed to be emitting a faint glow.

Seeing this wolf, Char could not help but stop in his tracks.

His heart skipped a beat, and a strange emotion rose in his heart.

Since the Moonwolf had appeared, then its owner...

At this moment, a graceful figure jumped out of the campsite and landed three meters in front of Char with a beautiful flip. Char was so shocked that he broke out in cold sweat!

After that, he looked around and made sure that no one was around. He slowly squatted down and strolled around.

Holy f*ck!