In the midst of the Second World, one who dares to confront the intelligent NPCs must be considered a remarkable individual. Since the opening of the Second World, no one has successfully confronted and coexisted with the intelligent NPCs, let alone dared to engage with the elderly NPCs of the Second World. According to traditional virtue, the elderly are often depicted as reclusive masters. However, who would have expected that a high-ranking figure, particularly one with such formidable mental strength, would behave so uncouthly and bully a weaker opponent.
Barrett Walk's success has ignited the fervor of the members of the Ability Warrior Association, who are eager to take action against the NPCs. Today, they have finally shattered the myth of invincibility! Those who witnessed this miracle and myth will have much to boast about in the future. Adding to their satisfaction, a group of jesters nearby only serves to accentuate the protagonist's wisdom and valor, while they themselves remain blissfully unaware.
After obtaining the key, Barrett Walk kicked the elderly gentleman, only to receive a counterattack that led to his escape. He swiftly made his way to the door inscribed with "Cloud Dream Marsh," inserted the key, and vanished into the room.
The elderly man made no attempt to pursue him and resumed his activities as if nothing had happened. He calmly settled back into his wooden stool, continuing to doze off, as if sleep were his foremost priority.
"This moron actually got the key!"
"And he even wanted to be a deputy commander! What a pity. With him around, my brilliance would have been endlessly highlighted!"
"Don't worry! Later, we'll go to Cloud Dream Marsh too! Let him join our family."
Upon arriving at Cloud Dream Marsh, Barrett Walk was nearly overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent. In his previous life, he had come here merely as a sightseer, but now, with the opening of the Cloud Dream Marsh, things were different. The Warrior Academy had its requirements, and numerous students from other academies had gathered. However, they would have to wait until the official opening at 9:30.
Cloud Dream Marsh was devoid of mountains, only vast forests and swamps shrouded in an eternal mist, resembling a mosquito net that concealed the region entirely. The greatest danger here was not the extraterrestrial monsters, as they were unable to enter, but the mythical beasts that roamed the area.
Barrett Walk reached out through the dense fog and, to his relief, could still see his hand. He continued forward and stumbled upon a glowing crystal, which, upon closer examination, revealed a green flame flickering within. Having found this valuable item, he placed it in his bag, reveling in the benefits of the Second World, where the subconscious mind could make many things possible. Barrett Walk's spirits were lifted by the discovery of this exquisite green crystal, and he proceeded cautiously, knowing that straying from the forested areas would lead to danger in the swamps.
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As he journeyed, Barrett Walk marveled at his luck. Had he truly stepped in dog excrement this morning? He had collected several large pieces of green crystal, not all of the same quality as the first, but still valuable. However, what was even more unbelievable was that, in the supposedly hazardous Cloud Dream Marsh, he had encountered no dangers at all. This filled him with immense joy.
Roar! Suddenly, a resounding dragon roar rang out, and the sound reverberated in the distance, causing Barrett Walk's heart to beat uncontrollably. Not from excitement, but from fear. He knew better than anyone the dangers of the Cloud Dream Marsh, aside from the developers and the core computer, that is. This dragon's roar was one of the ten most ferocious mythical beasts in the Cloud Dream Marsh. In a previous life, he had watched videos of countless failed attempts to defeat it before it was finally vanquished.
The unmistakably familiar and majestic dragon's roar immediately clicked in Barrett Walk's mind. This was the Sacred Dragon of Europe, a master of controlling wind, rain, and thunder. Wherever it was, the greatest treasure of the Cloud Dream Marsh was sure to be found.
Thinking of this so-called treasure, Barrett Walk's heart raced with excitement. He wished he could sprout wings and fly there, but the ferocity of the Sacred Dragon made him hesitate. He had not expected to be transported here! Was it good luck or bad luck that brought him here, and how on earth was he going to get out?
"Did you hear that? What was that sound? So terrifying!" Suddenly, the voices of a few people discussing something reached Barrett Walk's ears. It was so quiet here that he could hear them clearly. He crouched down, not out of fear of these people, but because he was unarmed. It was not advisable to engage with the students from the War God Academy at the moment, lest they turn hostile.
Sure enough, seeing the uniformed equipment of the War God Academy worn by these people stirred up excitement in Barrett Walk. His only desire was for the 88-type sniper rifle that they considered to be of little value. Barrett Walk was like a hunter lurking in the shadows, and these people were his prey.
The military training task of the War God Academy this time was real combat. They could fight each other or form teams to hunt down a student from the academy. Killing a student could cancel out the threat of a ferocious beast, and the highest reward was to become a king. However, the realistic and bloody nature of the hunting had sparked criticism, but the War God Academy remained unswayed. Every student who graduated from the War God Academy was a fierce tiger, so after a brief uproar, nothing major happened.
Obviously, these people were not very lucky. They had been transported to the depths of the Cloud Dream Marsh, where there was no prey to be hunted around the territory of the ten terrifying mythical beasts. After spending so long here, they were still like rookies. Seeing the names constantly rising on the honor roll, they grew more and more anxious. Upon hearing the dragon roar, they became ecstatic, eager to go hunt down the Sacred Dragon.
Barrett Walk crouched on the sidelines, listening to their discussions, and couldn't help but sneer. Even when hiding, he was unable to be found, yet they wanted to go hunt down the Sacred Dragon. A group of a dozen people walked past him, and suddenly, Barrett Walk stood up and followed behind them. Seizing the moment, he swiftly covered one person's mouth and snatched a dagger from his waist, plunging it into his skull, instantly killing him. Barrett Walk did not remove the dagger, fearing the blood would stain his hands. He took the sniper rifle and lightly tapped the man's back, then laid him flat on the ground. He did not like close combat, preferring the art of sniping.