My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

Chapter 164 Don't worry~

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This was a large-scale crushing battle. The Undead Legion drove all the players back to their main city without even breaking a sweat.

At this time, in a special space that belongs exclusively to the person in charge of the game.

Several people gathered together and sat in a circle, discussing this sudden incident with serious expressions - the undead army that was still advancing towards the player's main city.

The originally calm atmosphere was completely torn apart by Dennis's angry shout. He roared with anger on his face: "What the hell is that god doing?! What does he want! Why doesn't he just stay in his own city of the end!?"

Upon seeing this, Barton quickly spoke up to dissuade the extremely agitated Dennis, fearing that he would overturn the table in anger.

"Dennis, calm down first. Now is not the time to get angry." As the oldest person in charge, Barton spoke in a very steady tone, trying to make Dennis regain his sanity.

"Dennis, calm down, it's just a few machines. We can still build them, right?"

Jared, who was sitting next to him, put his hand on his shoulder and patted it gently, trying to calm his restless emotions.

However, it would have been fine if he didn't mention his machines. Once he mentioned the dozens of machines that had been destroyed and had not yet been shown in the game, his emotions exploded to the extreme.

"That's a nice thing to say! You didn't make it! The settings were complicated enough, and they were ruined! I went all the way to a deserted place!"

"It's like they have installed surveillance cameras on me. Why are they everywhere I go?!" Dennis was so angry that he didn't even know what he was saying. If he continued like this... he didn't know if he would have a heart attack.

Vivian lowered her head in shame about the incident with Dennis' machine. If she hadn't been too confident in herself, the machine that Dennis had worked so hard to make wouldn't have been dismantled like that...

What's more, the Sandbox City now completely belongs to that group of red-named players.

"Oh my, don't worry. They can't attack the main city anyway. Let those players who can't protect themselves hide in here for now. As for the others... we'll see what happens later."

The corners of Herman's mouth slightly raised, and he gradually revealed an ambiguous smile. The guy looked nonchalant and did not take the sudden attack of the Undead Legion seriously.

"Indeed... the divine power we possess can completely isolate those monsters from the outside. If they try to force their way in, they will only be wiped out."

Barton was not affected by the attack of the Undead Legion at all. He was still able to remain calm and analyze the current situation.

In other words, the attack of the Undead Legion will only last to the outskirts of the player's main city at most. By then, they will find that they will be directly wiped out if they force their way in, so they will naturally retreat.

Although Dennis was furious, he knew that his impotent rage wouldn't have much effect at this moment, so he could only gradually calm his raging emotions so that he could calm down.

Vivian thought for a moment, then she slowly asked another question: "But what should we do next? If they don't retreat... won't the players be unable to get out?"

"No, no, no~ They will retreat. This is just a warning war."

"Given the nature of monsters, when dawn is approaching, that is, when the monsters retreat, they will not wait there for the sun to burn them."

Herman raised his eyebrows and calmly gave Vivian a brief scientific explanation. He didn't know what was wrong with these people... How could they forget even the most basic properties of this "world"?

"But even if that's the case, what should we do if they still show up when night falls next time?"

What Vivian is most worried about is that if the monsters choose to raid every night, the reputation of the game will continue to decline. Does it matter even if that happens?

"Vivian, have you forgotten that some players love this kind of thrilling and exciting experience the most? And we provide them with buggy infinite rebirths. Who would really be afraid of death?"

"And to them, it's just a virtual game."

"So, there's no need for us to worry too much. After all, as the operators of the game... there's no need for us to directly participate in the battle~"

Herman still didn't care about it, he even tried to calm Vivian's worries. Then, in front of everyone, he gently waved his hand and summoned four cups of steaming coffee and a cup of iced lemon tea. At that moment, those people suddenly showed astonishment on their faces.

"Herman, how did you do that?"

Dennis was the first to raise this question. He was curious about the power that Herman suddenly showed. If I guessed correctly, he should not have used the inventory function, right? And who would put a few cups of coffee and a cup of iced lemon tea in the inventory?

"These are of course made by me using the power of God. The taste is no different from the real ones, except that they can't be eaten... they are still very good." Herman explained briefly, then picked up one of the cups of steaming coffee, blew on it gently, and took a small sip.

"It tastes good, but this ability is still in the trial period... It can be regarded as attaching some divine power to the carrier."

"Oh, by the way... the iced lemon tea is for Miss Vivian. If Dennis wants to drink iced tea, I can change it for you."

Vivian was stunned. She didn't seem to expect that Herman would have such an idea. Was it considered as special treatment for her?

"No need. I'm not that popular yet." Dennis took the opportunity to pick up a cup of steaming coffee. He blew on it gently and took a sip tentatively.

I have to say, this coffee tastes really good.

"So... this matter is resolved just like that? Isn't that too hasty~?"

Jared narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly with ambiguous meanings. He always felt that Herman was doing something behind their backs. That guy actually attached divine power to his carrier.

Wouldn't this be... a little too dangerous?

Herman seemed to know what he was thinking. He coughed lightly and then said calmly, "It's just a part. When the time comes, I will also attach some divine power to your carrier. You can use it to your heart's content."

At this point, the corners of Herman's mouth slightly raised, revealing a mysterious smile, and his words seemed to contain a deeper meaning.

"You could even...try to build a machine with it."

* Herman seemed to be hinting at something.