The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Players who had been browsing the official forums realized that there was no point in continuing to complain, so they started discussing how to deal with the BOSS after being resurrected.

Unfortunately, the surviving players were all busy refining and absorbing the blood essence of the beastman's centurion and didn't have time to log off and inform others about the next development of this "story".

[Taoist Fifteen Dogs (playing): To put it bluntly, that's not someone players can handle at this stage, and it didn't happen without warning. I suspect it's most likely a scripted kill.]

Once he calmed down, Dog Brother quickly recalled the origins of this ruthless BOSS.

Well, saying "origin" might not be accurate; it should be called "identity."

He and several of his old comrades witnessed firsthand the scene of the chieftain of the Wu tribe leading the Wu tribe's warriors.

Considering the storyline of the battlefield in the High Stone Tribe, it's logically plausible that the defeated monster leader would appear in the players' starting village.

Ultimately, it's not some BOSS that pops out of a rock. If an invincible BOSS suddenly spawns every now and then and slaughters the newbie village, then it would be completely unplayable.

Of course, it's absurd to start this kind of storyline during the testing phase.

Given the current situation, although the players are very unhappy with the outcome, they are mostly thinking about how to fight back.

Many players waiting to be resurrected clicked into Dog Brother's post to discuss it.

Based on the fact that monsters do not regenerate health after losing aggro, even if you can't beat them head-on, you can find other ways to deal with them.

Bored players came up with many schemes and posted them in the thread, with all sorts of insidious tricks emerging one after another. This made users who came across the post feel a little warm inside, realizing that there are still bad guys among the masses.

Unfortunately, the lively discussion in the thread came to a complete end after a player chimed in.

[Campus Spring Scenery (Play): Haha, everyone's been chatting for so long! I was so busy absorbing the BOSS's blood that I fainted, and I just woke up.]

[Taoist Fifteen Dogs (Playing): ?]

[Playing the game with impunity throughout the entire region: ?]

[Playing with meat: ?]

[Campus Spring Scenery (Play): This BOSS is really awesome. The remaining ten or so players split the damage, and I leveled up a total of twenty-six levels.]

Before Dog Brother and the others could ask or question, Campus Spring Scenery embellished the story and gave a detailed account of what happened after Jiang Chen appeared.

Yes, he was clearly showing off.

The more Dog looked at it, the more its eyes resembled lemons.

Especially after Peng Zhi also replied, proving that what he said about "campus spring scenery" was true, Gou Ge's reply started to build up.

[Taoist Fifteen Dogs (playing): Who asked you?]

[Taoist Fifteen Dogs (playing): No, why?!]

[Taoist Fifteen Dogs (playing): I will explain your dream! You will **die a violent death at my hands**]

[Campus Spring Scenery (Play): @SweetheartOneStrikeBull, Brother Bull, please ban this mad dog. Don't worry everyone, this is an equal platform, and everyone has the right to speak freely.]

[Meatball (playing): Wait, aren't we best buddies? How come you didn't die with us?]

[Campus Spring Scenery (Play): Of course we are good brothers, but in this incident, when we see our good brothers being brutally killed one after another by the BOSS.]

Faced with an opponent whose combat strength was so far inferior, I, as the strategist of our team, decided to hide and play dead. The game considerations involved were undoubtedly very difficult, and all kinds of decisions were quite bitter.

Under these circumstances, instead of reflecting on your own incompetence, you have made unfounded accusations against me, which truly chills my heart.

Why bother? Isn't it fate that we can gather together to enjoy the game at this moment? I cherish this connection and sincerely hope that everyone can understand and help each other.

That's all I wanted to say. I hope that in the future, whether in games or in life, you will all be kind to others, treat them with goodwill, and be careful with your words and actions.

[Want to be Lao Kuai for three days (playing): You've convinced me.]

[Campus Spring Scenery (Play): That's good. If you gentlemen can repent, then my earnest advice won't have been in vain.]

[Want to be an old man for three days (playing around): I've learned something.]

Dog Bro: "..."

Are you two crazy?

What are those two who got a bargain doing here, putting on a show?

Dog Brother was furious.

I've blacklisted these two guys.

……

pat~

The firewood in the campfire expands due to the heat, causing the wooden structure to crack and make a crackling sound.

Fat Tiger sat by the campfire, looking at the incredibly realistic flame effects, somewhat dazed.

"Manzheng, what's wrong? You've been rather quiet since you came back from Gaoshi?"

As Manbai spoke, he sat down next to Panghu and handed him a grilled cuttlefish.

Fat Tiger listlessly took the grilled fish and mechanically stuffed it into his mouth, too lazy to even spit out the bones.

Seeing this, Manbai seemed to have misunderstood something and explained, "We can't stay there to help them forever. The continuation of the tribe ultimately depends on ourselves. If we station troops in Gaoshi for a long time, should we end up calling it the Gaoshi Tribe or the Qinghe Tribe?"

Clearly, he thought that Fat Tiger's depressed mood was due to seeing the tragic state of the High Stone Tribe and recalling his own tribe. He intended to comfort Fat Tiger by addressing the facts.

But in reality, the reason why Gian became like this was purely because he was heartbroken.

He refined and absorbed the blood essence of a beastman warrior on the battlefield, raising his level to 14. As a result, he spent the next three days and nights circulating his blood essence, barely managing to raise his level by two.

Having experienced that rapid level increase, he no longer cared about the benefits of focused cultivation and racked his brains to find monsters to kill in the wild.

The problem, however, was that Manbo never allowed him to act alone, and he was not even allowed to go too far from the tribe.

If you wander off even a little too far, Manbai will drag you back.

They couldn't communicate because of the language barrier; no matter how they tried to talk, it was like talking to a brick wall.

In Manbai's view, Fat Tiger, who doesn't cultivate and only wants to sneak out, is a typical playful person.

Out of a sense of responsibility, Manbo didn't let Panghu out of his sight for too long during this period.

"Alright, it's time to go back to your room. You've been cultivating too late; you can't waste any more time. You can use blood circulation to replace sleeping."

Manbo stood up, patted Panghu on the shoulder, and gestured for Panghu to come inside; he would supervise.

Fat Tiger sighed helplessly and silently got up to follow.

It's just that he's completely outmatched by Manbai right now; otherwise, he would have hung this NPC up and whipped him.

It is worth mentioning that even though he couldn't speak the language, he could still feel the goodwill conveyed by Manbo.

Given that players are such chaotic and evil creatures, there are bound to be destructive maniacs who are keen to set NPCs on fire.

Because of this, he was hesitant to post his experiences on the forum to ask for help, fearing that other players might come and harm these NPCs.