Rise from the coffin and rebuild the vampire empire

Chapter 30 Festival
Inside the camp, lights and decorations were hung everywhere, as if they were preparing to celebrate some festival.

Karen was stunned for a moment when he walked into the camp, and then he realized that he had been awake for nearly a month.

Karen woke up on the first day of the last month of the year 2759 in the Imperial Calendar. Now it is the 2759th day of the last month of the year 2759 in the Imperial Calendar, and tomorrow is the last day of .

"Year-End Festival" is a festival represented by the last day of the year. A year has passed, people have grown one year older, and have lived another year, so it is certainly worth celebrating.

Besides, after working hard for a year, you have to reward yourself on the last day.

The immigrants from the New World who were far away from their hometowns did not abandon their traditional festivals and began to prepare early.

Or perhaps it is precisely because they are far away from their homeland that they care more and more. Many people in the camp have family and friends in the Torres continent, and celebrating the festival can be regarded as a kind of spiritual sustenance.

Lyle Cremona did not suppress his enthusiasm, but instead took the lead in encouraging everyone to celebrate the "Year-End Festival" together. Festival celebrations are always a good way to boost morale and public sentiment.

Celebrate today so that you can work and live better tomorrow. Even an iron man will collapse from working day after day.

However, there is one group that may not collapse, and that is the players.

"Yes, yes! That's it!"

"Holy crap! It actually worked!"

"Awesome!"

"The degree of freedom is really limitless!"

In the southeast corner of the camp, in front of a house, several players gathered together, shouting and yelling, looking very excited.

"What are you doing?"

[Half an Orange in One Bite] had just logged in and came out of her house when she saw the scene in front of her. She moved over curiously and saw a kiln. It was obviously built by these players themselves, and it looked quite realistic.

"Hey, Sister Orange, we got some charcoal."

[Nobi Daqiong] chuckled and showed the results of his experiment. Now that the method has been proven to be feasible and the game system supports it, he can continue to expand the scale.

"Charcoal? What are you doing with this? Isn't there charcoal in the camp?"

Banju took a look and found that there was indeed a lot of black charcoal in the stove, but there was a special place for burning charcoal in the camp. Because there was no coal and it was backed by a forest, charcoal was of course very important. It was needed for work such as iron smelting.

"What's in the camp belongs to the camp, and what we build belongs to us. How can they be the same? We'll have to make our own cement later. This is the first step in a long journey!"

[Wangchuan Qiuku] interrupted, he was now familiar with all these people.

Although he was not a summoner, he did not feel much difference. Lyle Cremona treated him equally. His own summoner never cared about him at all, and it seemed that he was not in the camp these days.

"You guys are really free, don't you even have to work? It feels like you're online 24 hours a day."

Banju complained that a good fantasy adventure game was almost turned into wilderness survival by these guys. The camp was obviously not that primitive and had all the basic survival supplies.

"Fuck! Sister Ju, you're already working? How can you still have the energy to play this game? I just had half a month off, and I can still have more than a month to spare. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I just immerse myself in games every day."

Tengu is not a dog. He looked at Half an Orange in surprise. He hadn't expected the camp's first player, their language teacher, to be a part-time worker, even though Half an Orange spent a lot of time online. "Isn't he some kind of language researcher? Professor Half Orange?"

[Life is like a dream] was just a joke, but it resonated with everyone.

Because Banju learned the Imperial Common Language so quickly! He completely outclassed them, otherwise he wouldn't have been assigned by the Summoner to be their teacher.

"I can't say it, I can't say it. I'm afraid of being opened offline."

Banju shook his head and skipped the topic. After a few words of chatting and laughing, they saw Lyle Cremona coming towards them with a group of people, a huge crowd.

"Are these new people here? They don't look like players. It must be that the camp has expanded and new people have come in."

Banju was observing. She knew that Lyle Cremona's third uncle Trevor had returned to the Old World to pick up immigrants. Could he be back so soon?

"There are not enough new houses. The elderly, the weak, women and children will be given priority. Young and strong people, please stand up. Someone will come to help you build new houses."

Lyle Cremona brought the immigrants to the residential area in the southeast corner. In fact, many new houses had been built here. They were originally prepared for the immigrants brought by Trevor, but now they would probably have to be used first.

Lyle knew that he had to hurry up and build new houses, otherwise there still wouldn't be enough later.

"Lyle, do you need help?"

Banju came over and asked Lyle in the Imperial Common Language, which she was becoming increasingly proficient in. In fact, they could also communicate in Chinese, as Lyle was learning Chinese much faster than she was learning the Imperial Common Language.

But Banju is more interested in the sense of immersion, so he always actively communicates in the common language of the empire, unless he encounters something he really cannot understand.

"Can you do it?"

Lyle looked a little doubtful. The most important skill needed for resettling immigrants is communication ability. Is Banju's language ability really up to par?
"Don't worry, it will definitely work."

Banju quickly replied that as the first player in the camp, she had been in the game for a month, which was not a short time.

Ever since that incident, she changed her ways and stopped running around. Instead, she started to concentrate on learning the common language of the empire.

She figured it out. The prerequisite for starting the fantasy adventure game was to first learn the common language of the empire!
Now, Banju is very confident in his common language of the empire. It is difficult to write, but it is definitely enough for daily communication.

"Okay, I'll leave these elderly, weak, women and children to you. Please arrange for them to stay."

Seeing Banju so confident, Lyle chose to believe her. It was just a job of bringing people in, and it didn't require much ability.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Banju was very happy. This was her first step in learning the common language of the empire!
"You guys follow her to check in."

After giving a brief explanation, Lyle no longer cared about Banju. He took the young men to set up camp and built some simple huts first, which could at least provide shelter when it was windy and rainy.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Lyle felt that these more than 300 people were surprisingly obedient.

Even though they have no place to live, there are no troublemakers who come out to cause trouble or protest. Instead, everyone is very cooperative. Are they still the troublemakers of the empire?
It's no wonder that Lyle has a stereotype. Most of these early immigrants to the New World were brave or couldn't make it on the Torres continent, so the chances of them becoming troublemakers naturally increased.

(End of this chapter)