Chapter 279 278 For the "Black Hand Clan", 1 Means 100

Chapter 279 278. For the "Black Hand Clan", 1% means 100%

Murphy urged his lovely little players to quickly complete the distribution of spoils. It had been almost an hour since they entered the gnoll camp and Ken Porter was killed. Murphy had not received any report on the situation in Scarlet Castle. He urgently needed to rush back to take charge of the territory center.

But Happy Stick stepped forward when he heard this, and said sincerely:

"Lord Murphy, our victory was achieved under your wise leadership, so I hope you can preside over the distribution of spoils this time"

This made Murphy raise his eyebrows.

He immediately understood what Brother Bang was thinking.

Now the game "development team" has not designed a drop distribution mode specifically for the copy system. There are only tokens in other copies and everyone has them, so there is no conflict, but this kind of strategy-based limited-time crusade is not applicable to this set.

Especially when Ken Porter, a humanoid monster, did drop a bunch of usable items, theoretically all players who participated in the battle have the right to pick them up, but how to distribute them is a big problem.

This is about dividing the spoils.

If you don't divide them well, it will cause trouble.

So, the cunning guy Bang Ge obviously doesn't want to offend anyone, and intends to let him, a noble NPC, take the blame. Anyway, in this 100% real game, the NPC's intelligence is no less than that of a living person, and letting Lord Murphy preside over the distribution can also minimize the dissatisfaction of the players.

Murphy snorted in his heart.

You let me divide it, so I divide it?

You let me take the blame, so I take the blame?

How can you be so smart? I am the main NPC, don't you understand? You have to maintain your perfect personality at all times and not let the players feel unhappy, so as not to be shot by you little players in the dark in some situation in the future, which will not be worth it.

But looking at the little players' burning expectations, Murphy was really embarrassed to refuse this job.

He thought about it for a while, and then he came up with a good idea, so Lord Murphy held the core gem in his hand and said loudly:

"We don't have so much time to discuss a reasonable distribution principle now. Our territory is still being harassed by the gnoll vanguard! We must rush back immediately. But I can understand that your sacrifice must be rewarded generously, so I will give you, my warriors, the right to clean up this battlefield.

After the battle of Scarlet Castle is over, you can return here and search for everything you can get in Kenport's camp.

I promise you that no matter how precious or rare the prey you find is, it will be yours!

As for Kenport's relics and the gifts in the treasure chest.

At this moment, it depends on who the goddess of luck favors more!"

"Ding"

As soon as Murphy finished speaking, a prompt popped up on the character interface of the players:

[The classic distribution mode of spoils is activated! Please start the first round of dice rolling now! The dice rolling of the dead will be automatically carried out by the calculation gem, and the one with the highest points will get the item. 】

"Fuck! It's really a ROLL point? Lord Murphy is so good!"

The black silk guy exclaimed, and Bang brother regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

He originally thought that Lord Murphy would most likely divide the spoils according to "contribution" or something, so that he, the commander, would definitely get a share. Unexpectedly, this main line NPC did not play by the routine at all, and actually chose the most random distribution mode among all.

But Bang brother was in a bad mood, but other players were excited.

They actually had their own little tricks.

This time, 140 people will participate in the battle. If they follow other distribution modes, these "working people" will definitely not get the best. It's better to rely on luck.

Well, it's worthy of being Lord Murphy, fair enough!

Much better than Bang brother, who is a smart guy.

"I'm R!"

Cheche waved his fist in an exaggerated manner, and the 100-sided psychic dice on the character interface turned quickly and finally stopped at 97, making him scream excitedly:

"Cheche is indeed the chosen one! Hahaha, 97 points! I think you can all step aside"

"Fuck! 100!"

Before he finished speaking, a cry of surprise came from the crowd.

The kind-looking giant shark was stunned to see the 100 dice of Frost Claw next to him, and then looked at his own 2 points, and couldn't help but feel sad.

This TM directly killed the game, how can we play?

"Wait! Sister Pomegranate is also 100!"

Lumina shouted.

Others finished rolling the dice and there was no third 100, so at the signal of Lord Murphy, Yaya and Sister Pomegranate looked at each other and rolled the dice again.

This time Sister Pomegranate was 66, and Yaya was 47.

"It's yours."

Murphy smiled at Sister Pomegranate, whom he favored, and reached out to pat the box on his left hand.

That was Kudel's treasure chest.

Sister Pomegranate boldly opened the psychic box and fished out gently from it, then pulled out Lord Kudel's iconic scarlet heavy sword "Midnight Ranger" amid the exclamations of others.

"I can't use it, and I guess no one in the team can use it."

Sister Pomegranate was delighted, then sighed, and she complained:

"Requires strength ≥ 13, let's disperse, I guess few people can use it at this stage."

The lion roared in the crowd and bumped into Brother Mao's shoulder without any expression. Brother Mao nodded and then shook his head. He really liked the sword, but it was better to do this kind of transaction in private.

"Keep going!"

The leader roared.

Things like R point are always more exciting as time goes on. Everyone has this temptation in their personality, but the result of the second dice roll is far less exciting than the first one.

Professor Chen, who only had good luck in the dice roll, rolled 100 and ended the game directly.

The smiling old Chen opened the treasure chest of Lord Murphy under the wide-eyed gaze of the young people and took out the luxurious and powerful Cold Fang Blade from it.

Before Old Chen could appreciate this killing art from Nordtoff carefully, his private chat exploded.

At least 25 people were trying to reach a private PY with Professor Chen.

Everyone knew that Old Chen was an administrative player and did not participate in the battle, so wouldn't it be a shame if such a good weapon fell into his hands.

"Huh"

Old Chen curled his lips.

He didn't even look at the private chat but waved to the crowd, and then put the elegant noble sword on his waist in front of them.

This was considered to show his attitude.

The old intellectual with great character obviously disdained the idea of ​​private transactions in the game.

Besides, which man would refuse such a handsome fantasy weapon? Do you understand the saying that men are middle school boys until they die?

"This roll point is not good."

Aza complained in a low voice:

"I think it's better to use DKP or auction it by everyone"

"Of course you feel bad if you don't get the things."

Haogege was very open-minded. He patted Aza's shoulder and said:

"So, I guess we have to do this distribution system privately. The development team obviously doesn't intend to intervene. We can't always rely on luck for this kind of thing."

The next few rounds of dice rolling were very fast, and Murphy completed the distribution of the spoils without wasting much time.

Kenport's three-headed psychic flail "Biteer" was taken away by Niu Niu, and the bone shield "Heart of the Clan" was taken by the wandering scholar Xiao Zhou but was soon traded to Niu Niu.

The students were still very united and loyal. This was considered to be a complete set of awesome defender suits for Niu Niu, the only shield tank among them. Niu Niu repeatedly sighed that his good brothers were loyal enough and promised to treat Xiao Zhou to a big meal in the next five days, and to take him and his buddies to brush the Blood Eagle Corridor several times.

However, this flail is a foreign weapon, and you have to find someone to learn it.

Fortunately, Niu Niu has Anbo, his "cyber wife", so he can find a weapon master who is good at this thing among the witch hunters to learn.

Kenport's voodoo fist blade "Seat Wolf Fang" was obtained by Lin Bei Goupao, and then it was smoothly given to Sister Pomegranate and Kudel's scarlet sword "Ranger" was traded back to Brother Mao.

The helmet and armor of the Gnoll Warlord were not distributed, because they belonged to high-level forging materials, so they were directly distributed to two forger players for analysis or simply melted and recast.

Finally, there were the long-range protection totems and several accessories of the hunting priest. This time, Brother Wu Miao and Brother Bang finally got lucky. It was not a wasted trip for each of them to get one item.

"Warriors, use your return scrolls!"

Murphy shouted:

"I know this is a risky thing, but Scarlet Castle needs us now!"

At the command of Lord Murphy, the loyal little players naturally had to do their duty and tore open the return scrolls given before leaving.

There was also a small discussion in the crowd.

"Do you think the 1% chance of getting lost is reliable? Why don't we ride back?"

"Are you crazy? It takes two days to ride from here to Scarlet Castle. By the time you get there, you'll have time to collect the bodies of our NPCs. If you're slower, you can have a feast on the seventh day of the twelfth month."

"It's just a Hearthstone. What's there to be afraid of? I don't believe it. Can this thing really send me to another world? I tell you, this is all a routine, understand? It's just a job done by the development team to make the game more realistic. Even if you're really sent away, you'll just watch a cutscene!

Believe me!

It's no big deal."

As they spoke, they disappeared one by one in the scarlet light of the return scroll.

However, Murphy was cunning and did not leave. After the vampire watched the last group of administrative players and their guards leave, he looked around the camp that was still shrouded in the shadow of the astral world. There was still a faint noise in the distance, but it was quiet here. Only Ken Porter's headless body was left in front.

This werewolf warlord died miserably and was plundered by the little players. Only rags were left wrapped in his body and fell in a pool of blood.

Murphy curled his lips, held the core orb and opened Hogg's special communication band.

He said to the other side:

"The psychic energy in the astral pollution zone will be weakened to a harmless level within a few hours. You bring your subordinates to plunder Kenport's camp and take away everything that can be used.

But remember to leave some usable equipment!

You can keep one-third of the harvest tonight. I will send Dorothy and her Blood Rat Gang to the Smuggler's Forest to receive the rest. You performed very well tonight, Hogg Bonebiter.

I am looking forward to the new story that you and your clan will perform on the land of Transia.

You are free, Hogg.

Enjoy your new life, and of course, I will give you one last piece of advice. Don’t let me down when it comes to the Black Disaster. "

Hogg's grateful sobs came from the other side, but Murphy knew that the cunning jackal was afraid, but after tonight the cooperative relationship between the two parties had been established.

It is the players who support the Bloodclaw clan and Hogg. If it does something wrong, the players will ruthlessly destroy it.

"Shua"

Murphy put down the core orb, took out the return scroll, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and activated it.

The scarlet light enveloped Murphy and sent him back to the midnight secret room entrance of the Blood Vulture Corridor a few seconds later. He subconsciously touched his body and found that there were no missing arms or legs.

This made the Lord let out a sigh of relief.

But in the crowd gathered in front of him, there were mournful screams echoing:

"No! Cheche! What's wrong with you? Cheche, can you say something?"

The leading pigeon threw itself on the ground and howled.

On the ground in front of him there was only a pile of equipment and weapons that had been returned and a few psychic bags. As for where Cheche himself had gone

The answer to this question is self-evident.

"Snapped"

A few seconds later, as Murphy watched with twitching eyes, the last effect of the return scroll took effect and sent a calculation orb from the star realm back to the save point where it was bound.

Ah Yun rushed forward and opened the calculation orb, and from inside came the screams of howling and howling before Cheche died:

"Damn it, I was sent to a weird place, and my clothes and weapons are gone. Damn it, where are you? Stop playing!

Come out, I'm so scared!

Damn it, why does it seem like there's a snake swimming in front of me?

Damn it, this snake's head is bigger than the building of Scarlet Castle.

Damn it saw me.

Damn it, I'm going to die!

Ahhhhh, it opened its mouth, damn, I'm going to die! "

Five seconds later, the orb that recorded Cheche's desperate cry before his death was turned off, which meant that its owner had died somewhere in the star world, but Cheche's panicked voice calling for help still echoed like a lingering sound.

The others stared at each other and maintained a weird silence to mourn for him.

"Huh? 1% of his luck happened to him? This is indeed a 'son of God' in a sense."

Ah Yuan looked shocked.

To be honest, he originally thought that the so-called 1% risk of getting lost in this return scroll was just a description made by the development team to enhance the sense of reality, but they really didn't expect that this thing was actually real!

To say 1% is really 1% is not an exaggeration at all.

Development team, you are so fucking naughty.

But even if there is a 1% probability, there will be victims in this first large-scale use of return scrolls. So, is Cheche good luck or bad luck?

Murphy rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, and he was a little scared when he looked at the pile of clothes on the ground.

I immediately made up my mind that I would never use the return scroll made by Tris in the future. Young players would be sober for three days if they failed once. If they were involved in it, the entire game would be deleted.

Although everyone who saw Cheche’s experience was sad and heard it, it was not the time to think about it!

Murphy held the core orb to activate communications with several subordinates, and he asked:

"Maxim, Adele! Report the situation! How is the situation in the city?"

"The Serenade barrier has restored 70% of its protection, and the remaining areas are still holding on! We haven't collapsed yet, sir."

Maxim's angry answer made Murphy and the other players breathe a sigh of relief, but then, Adele brought a strange news to Murphy:

"Master, there have been strange calling signals in the northern area of ​​Scarlet Castle since twenty minutes ago, but the overload of the Serenade barrier caused strong psychic interference, making it impossible for us to get in touch with each other.

Could you please go and have a look with the warriors?

I suspect it might be our ‘friends’ from the north coming over! "

"North? Friend?"

The young players surrounding Murphy suddenly stared at each other. They had never heard of any other forces in the north of Earl Cadman's territory.

Is it possible that a new NPC is about to be spawned?

"Shhh."

Murphy made a silent movement to silence the whispering players, and then he used his orb to check the communication request just now.

This is incredible at first glance. There are more than thirty "missed communications" and they all come from the same communication frequency band.

A smile suddenly appeared on Murphy's handsome face. He sent a communication request to the other side. After a few seconds, the communication was connected. As the players watched, he said:

"I thought you were frightened by the 20,000 jackals and didn't dare to come."

"The Xiko Knights never ask how many enemies there are. We are already rushing to the battlefield, so nothing can stop us."

Knight Valander's deep voice sounded from the orb, and he said:

"The Earl said that she detected a strange movement in the star realm. It seems that you have just done something dangerous. I hope you did not kill all the enemies, otherwise there will be no fun.

See you on the battlefield later, Your Excellency. "

The rude knight hung up the communication, leaving the little players around Murphy curious.

Who is this person?

Do you speak with such a naughty tone?

How dare you be so rude to Mr. Murphy, who are you?

Seemingly sensing the players' doubts, Murphy took the initiative to explain:

"Those are our friends from the north! They are coming to support us. You will see them soon. They are the best heavy cavalry in Transia, no, in the whole continent.

Follow me, warriors!

Let us once again start a bloodbath on the battlefield at midnight to welcome the rekindling of the ancient sacred alliance on this land tonight.

Let us use a victory without suspense as a gift to our friends."