MTL - Start a Core Pod-Chapter 616 Northland

  Chapter 616 Northland

"Dear adventurer, I would like to interrupt you in your busy schedule, but right now, a crisis is raging in the Northland. The Howling Death—this terrible plague has swept the entire Northland, and even Neverwinter City, the jewel in the crown of the Northland, has also been dusted.

  So here, I hope you... an outstanding warrior and adventurer, can lend your strength to Neverwinter to save this city and the innocent suffering people in the Northland. If you are willing to accept the invitation, please take this letter to the Lord's Mansion of Neverwinter, and we will welcome you there..."

   Duanmu Huai put down the letter in his hand and looked forward.

   "That's what I said, but... isn't this mission a failure?"

Standing on the snow-covered street, Duanmuhuai muttered in a dazed manner. After that, he and Augis came to this world through teleportation, and then Duanmuhuai got this letter—it was logical , this letter is considered as the system's preset identity for Duanmu Huai in this world, and then he just needs to find someone according to the task.

  As a result, Duanmuhuai finished reading the letter with his front foot, and the system made a "boom" sound on his back foot, prompting [Mission Failed].

  Boy, I just came and I'm done? What the **** is this?

   Duanmuhuai is very speechless about this, but it's not incomprehensible. In fact, players often see this kind of thing. After all, Xinghai OL focuses on a dynamic mode. The so-called dynamic means that your player's actions do not affect the world. So it’s not like many games, where the world is about to be destroyed, the player still has time to play cards with the tavern owner and then open the BOSS, and the latter just waits for him to come.

  If you don't hurry up and indulge in playing cards with the tavernkeeper, the world will really be destroyed.

   Xinshou Village is the best example.

  The task sign was clearly urgent, but the players didn't take it to heart. The final result was that the Novice Village exploded on the spot, and all the players were smashed.

  The same is true for the missions on the mercenary system. When the missions are sent out, that world must have encountered problems, and the next world will advance the plot on its own regardless of whether the player goes or not. Therefore, the early players can figure out the ins and outs of the matter, while the late players will be confused.

   But this also made the players come up with a new routine, that is, when a commissioned task starts, they immediately enter it, and then look for opportunities to investigate the ins and outs of the story background inside. Then when players come, they can tell the story to the newcomers. There are also many players who like to do this very much. It feels like they have become a sage NPC who specially explains the background to the protagonist in the game. It’s very interesting. of……

  Anyway, let’s go to the lord’s mansion first. Anyway, the purpose of Duanmu Huai came here was not to complete the task, but to find a way to fight against the corruption. If the task fails, it means that the other party has not solved the problem, so Duanmuhuai can solve the problem.

   Duanmuhuai glanced at Augis who was sitting on his shoulder, staring calmly at her surroundings, and strode forward.

I have to say that the situation in this city looks worse than the plague-ravaged city I saw in Xinshou Village before. There are corpses everywhere on the streets. In some open places, those corpses are piled up like mountains, and they are burning Thick black smoke rose into the sky.

  The streets are empty, even the patrolling guards can't be seen, only occasionally a few houses that look like they are burning and collapsing, and they look like they still have some vitality.

   Fortunately, when Duanmuhuai came to the central square, guards finally stopped them.

   "Wait, who are you?! This place has been completely blocked, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

   Seeing Duanmuhuai in front of them, the guards were also quite nervous, but they still shouted loudly, and Duanmuhuai stretched out his hand and handed over the letter. The latter carefully took the letter and read it, then heaved a sigh of relief.

   "It turned out that Ms. Erebes invited you... Come on, you are the last one to arrive."

  One of the guards turned around and walked in with Duanmu Huai. At the same time, he also explained the city's affairs to Duanmu Huai.

  As written in the previous letter, a plague named Wailing Death broke out in Neverwinter. As it was ordered, all people infected with the plague will die in pain amidst howling and crying. Lord Nasher tried to find out the cause of the problem, but in the end even he himself was infected with the plague and had to be quarantined in the castle.

  Under such circumstances, Lord Nasher's right-hand man, Tyre's Paladin Erebes, stood up and called everyone to maintain order, trying to save Neverwinter and find a cure for the plague. The Erebes paladin's efforts did bear fruit. She found four kinds of creatures used to treat the plague. Then, as long as she performed the ritual and synthesized the medicine, the city and even the Northland could be saved.

  Hearing this, Duanmuhuai knew that there was a turning point. After all, his mission failed.

   Sure enough, the next part is the "but".

  Just the night before the ceremony, a group of mysterious people suddenly attacked the lord's mansion, killing many adventurers summoned by Erebes, and the creatures used to treat the plague also ran away.

  So the atmosphere in this city can be described as very dignified now... As for Ms. Erebeth, she was transferred to the Temple of Tyre after the attack.

   Later, under the leadership of the guards, Duanmu Huai met Ms. Erebes in the Temple of Tyre.

   "Hello, brave adventurer, although you are a little late, I still want to extend my welcome to you."

   Appearing in front of Duanmuhuai was a slender, beautiful woman with pointed ears and shawl hair.

  Well, it's really rare for an elf to be a paladin.

   Could it be a half-elf?

It's just that Erebeth's beautiful face is a bit tired at the moment, and the reason is clear at a glance. In the hall of the Temple of Tyre, straw mats are placed everywhere, and on the straw mats, ragged The patients were coughing unceasingly, and the nurses beside them were quite busy.

  It seems that those people should all be patients of howling death.

   "As you can see, our situation is not very good at the moment..."

   "Understandable."

   Duanmuhuai nodded, and then he looked at the patient next to him.

   "Can priests and priests not be cured?"

   "Yes, fortunately we found a way, but... there are still problems. I am very happy to have you here."

   "Do you want me to look for the lost pet in Neverwinter?"

   "No, I have already sent someone to do that."

   Erebus shook his head.

"I hope you can investigate this plague—in fact, as early as when the plague happened, there were rumors that it was deliberately released by the enemies of Neverwinter in order to destroy the city. Of course, at that time we just Treat it like a rumour, but this attack made us wonder if there might be something wrong with it. So I hope you will go and investigate it."

   "Wait, Erebus."

   At this moment, an old man with frowning eyes stared at Duanmu Huai dissatisfiedly, and interrupted her.

   "You shouldn't be doing this, we don't know anything about this warrior! How can you trust him blindly?"

   "Deszel, you are wrong to say that."

   Standing beside Erebeth at this time, the man who also looked like a half-elf spoke to dissuade him.

   "Now we need manpower. In order to thoroughly understand the situation of the plague, we need more people like him to serve Neverwinter."

"snort."

  The man named Deszel snorted coldly.

   "I still want to say that we should have confidence in our Haim believers, not an unproven outsider."

   "A follower of Heim?"

  Looking at the warning eye symbol on Deszel's chest, Duanmu Huai snorted coldly.

  He is not the kind of good boy who stands obediently and listens to others.

   "Ah, I've heard about you. You and the gods you believe in are paranoid people who have done more than fail. As a joke, you really have the face to talk about the word trust here."

   Players are also very familiar with this world. This is a world with many gods, and it is also one of the players' favorite worlds. In the history of this world, there was such an interesting story.

  A long time ago, in order to obtain a powerful force surpassing other gods, the three gods of death stole the tablet of destiny held by the God of God AO, trying to find out its secret. However, AO was furious after discovering that the Tablet of Destiny had been stolen, and ordered the gods to descend to earth in the form of a saint, and they were not allowed to come back until they found the Tablet of Fate.

   Then the turbulent years began, and the gods were forced to descend to the earth one after another. Although the gods in the form of saints were still stronger than ordinary mortals, they were not immortal, so many gods were killed during the turbulent years.

   And then there's this joke about Heim.

  After the gods came down to earth, AO ordered Heim to guard the passage from the main material plane back to the outer plane. At that time, Mystra, the goddess of magic, was imprisoned by Bane, one of the three gods of death, and was later rescued. So she hurried back to the outer plane, trying to tell AO that it was the three gods of death who stole the tablet of fate.

As a result, Heim, who was guarding the passage, was unwilling to let Mystra pass by, and a conflict broke out between the two sides. Although Mystra was a goddess of magic, she was only a saint at the time, while Heim was a complete god. In the end, Heim killed Mystra, leading to a long tumultuous year that could have ended quickly. It wasn't until a mortal named Cyric found the Tablet of Fate that the Year of Trouble came to an end and the gods returned to their place.

   It is precisely because of this story that players have taken Heim as a joke, and ridicules such as "Look at what you have protected" emerge in endlessly. What's more, Haim and his disciples have never done any good deeds, which can be regarded as a typical example of not doing enough to fail. It is also because of this that when players act in this world, they basically hide away when they see Heim believers.

   After all, this is the officially certified **** of the pig teammate, so those who believe in it must also be the pig teammate.

"What did you say?"

  Hearing Duanmuhuai's ridicule, Deszelton was furious.

   "How dare you disrespect Heim?"

   "What respect is there for a group of trash? If you have the ability, you can let the saint of Heim descend, and I will wring his head off in front of you here!"

"you---!"

   "Well, now is not the time to argue."

  Seeing that Deszel was about to draw his sword angrily, the man stood up again.

   "What we need to do now is to suppress chaos, maintain order, and investigate the truth! Instead of infighting here!"

   "But the attack on the Academy has made it all worse! Vanswick!"

   Deszel stared at the latter angrily.

   "Once everyone finds out that Erebeth lacks confidence, they will know that she has no way to cure the plague!"

   "Deszel!"

  Hearing this, Van Swick raised his voice a lot.

   "I won't let you question my confidence in true love! Ms. Erebes is in charge of this matter, which was appointed by Lord Nasher himself. We are not qualified to discuss this."

"………snort."

   Deszel snorted coldly, turned and left. At this time, Van Swick sighed and looked at Duanmuhuai.

   "Sorry, please forgive Deszel, the plague has cost us a huge price, even more than the loss of treatment."

   "I advise you to keep an eye on him. According to my experience, Heim's followers generally mess things up."

  Duanmuhuai also glanced at the turtle grandson, then looked at Erebes again.

   "So, can we get started?"

   "Of course, but before leaving, I hope you can meet with others first. We have already organized an investigation team, so I hope you can join it."

   "Well, no problem."

"That's good."

  Hearing Duanmuhuai's answer, Erebes heaved a sigh of relief.

   "Then, I'll leave it to you."

   After saying this, Erebes also turned and left, and then Vanswick came up to him.

   "Come with me, adventurer, I will take you to meet other people, and then you can start to act."

  (end of this chapter)