My family runs an adventurer's guild.

"...Damn it! What's going on?! Am I trapped in this game?"

Ainz Ooal Gown, the ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, and Suzuki Satoru, a former 22nd-century Japanese office worker who had just been tricked into changing his game name to Ainz Ooal Gown, couldn't help but let out an angry roar that echoed for a long time in the dark and deep cemetery.

At the same time, he casually swung his fist and smashed it into a marble tombstone next to him, sending up countless fragments of stone.

This subconscious punch not only triggered Ainz Ooal Gown's [Forced Calm] skill, causing a striking green light to flash on his skull, but also alerted the guardians of the highest level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick.

"...Oh dear! Goodnight, Lord Ainz, what's wrong with you?"

A slightly childlike, melodious female voice suddenly rang out under the cover of night.

"...Uh, it's nothing. Also, who are you...?"

Ainz Ooal Gown, who had just been somewhat out of his mind due to the [Forced Calm] effect, was immediately startled.

But he still answered instinctively, turning his head to try and find the source of the woman's voice.

Then, to his astonishment, he saw a Gothic Lolita carrying a small parasol slowly walking out of the shrine-like exit on the first level of the Great Tomb.

The little girl looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, perhaps even younger. Her youthful appearance was the epitome of cuteness and beauty. However, her chest seemed somewhat disproportionate to her age, unusually high and protruding.

She wore a gorgeous gothic black evening gown. The skirt was voluminous, as if supported by a crinoline. She wore a short blouse adorned with intricate ribbons and long lace gloves, so almost no skin was exposed, except for her delicate features.

Her long silver hair fell down her cheeks, and her deep red eyes radiated a bewitching, joyful gaze.

She is Shalltear Bloodfallen, the guardian NPC of the first to third levels of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, a true progenitor of vampires with Valkyrie attributes. A vampire gothic lolita with a character design full of H-game style.

As the ruler of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, Ainz Ooal Gown certainly knew who this vampire loli walking towards him was, but the problem was...

The NPC actually started moving on its own? And it even asked me questions? Wasn't it supposed to only accept simple commands?

"...I am Shalltear Bloodfallen, your most loyal and beloved lover! Lord Ainz!"

Shalltear flashed her cute little fangs and went straight to Ainz Ooal Gown's side, putting away her parasol and snuggling her whole body against Ainz Ooal Gown's waist.

—Well, there's no way around it, this vampire gothic lolita is too short, she only reaches Ainz Ooal Gown's waist...

"...My dear Lord Ainz, the greatest Supreme Being, what has kept you awake all night and led you here in the dead of night?"

In the cool evening breeze, Shalltear squinted her beautiful ruby-like eyes and smiled at Ainz, whispering a lover's murmur.

At the same time, a faint, slightly bloody fragrance wafted from Shalltear, constantly stimulating Ainz's nostrils.

At this moment, Ainz Ooal Gown was completely dumbfounded. A whole host of strange events that he couldn't comprehend unfolded in just a few minutes, causing his already not-so-sharp mind to completely short-circuit and become paralyzed...

So he just stood there like a wooden stake, staring blankly at the vampire loli Shalltear who was about to hug him.

At this moment, almost only one frantically shouting thought remained in his mind:

"...What the hell is going on with this Overlord game?!"

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Meanwhile, while Ainz Ooal Gown was in his materialized Great Tomb of Nazarick, bewildered and overwhelmed by a group of resurrected NPCs, Firi the cat-like creature who had left the world of OVERLORD was also busy with his own affairs.

That is, to recruit beta testers for the online version of "Overlord" in Totoro Town.

We can't afford to make the same mistake again, leading a bunch of inexperienced rookies with zero combat power into the Marvel universe...

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P.S.: Old Wang is very pleased to have discovered another hundred blades in his pocket! This is the third update for today!

It's almost the end of the month, do you still have any razor blades left? If you do, just throw them over! Old Wang will stick to the bounty even if he runs out of drafts!

He's promoting his new book, "My Magic Wand Isn't a Selfie Stick!"

In response to the original writing contest on the Hedgehog Cat website this month, Lao Lao Wang is launching a new original book in the tropical fantasy genre!

In addition, Lao Lao Wang's various side stories and miscellaneous essays will also be placed there, please give them your support!

Of course, throw the razor blades here (laughs).

The number of blades has increased again at the end of the month, so I'm going to add another chapter tonight!

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Suddenly, I discovered that selfie sticks are now considered pornographic? This is such a harsh crackdown!

Who can do *that* with a selfie stick?! The ban on bullets was already ridiculous enough, are they going to ban phones, computers, and cameras next?

Chapter 115, Preparing for the Closed Beta Test of the Online Game Version of "Overlord" (Bonus Chapter)

As we all know, a successful game always needs to undergo extensive internal testing to test various aspects such as game performance, game design, game balance, and server load, identify various bugs and defects, and make corresponding repairs and improvements before it can be officially released.

As for games like "Dreamlike Otherworld Adventure" launched by the Adventurers' Guild in Totoro Town, which treats a "real" otherworld as a game arena, these "super open-world games" need to undergo careful closed beta testing before they can provide a satisfactory gaming experience for future paying players.

The last time Phil organized a Marvel world tour, he brought along a bunch of novices, failed to properly assess the potential risks, and lacked communication with Hypnos, who was in charge of back-end operations. As a result, the group was almost wiped out on the first day, and the last survivor was castrated.

Therefore, after reviewing the gains and losses of the last Marvel trip with Miss Silver Dragon Lulutia, Phili finally concluded that, just in case, he should not be complacent because he knew the plot. It would be best to find experienced adventurers for the initial exploration team of the otherworld adventure.

The problem is, in Totoro Town, which is far from the border and rarely visited by monsters, where can one find experienced professional adventurers in a short time?

After much deliberation, deciding to avoid troubling two people, he dragged Ernest, the fake dragon owner of the Gladiator's Tavern, over as well.

Ernest, the pseudo-dragon owner who had just escaped imprisonment and was busy reopening his tavern, was initially reluctant to participate in the otherworldly adventure. However, due to the huge economic losses from his imprisonment—the entire tavern was looted while he was in jail—Owner Ernest couldn't raise the necessary funds to renovate the tavern and restock, and he refused to borrow money from loan sharks.

After Miss Lulutia, the Silver Dragon, offered him a generous commission funded by the royal family, Boss Ernest reluctantly agreed. And since Boss Ernest was there, his most capable henchman, the kobold slave sorcerer Quark, naturally came along—before becoming a slave, Quark had spent years as a bandit in the Western Wilderness, and in terms of combat experience and wilderness skills, he was probably even better than Boss Ernest.

However, the chaos Quark caused in the Type-Moon world was so terrifying that it made people feel uneasy and a little scared. Therefore, Phil had no choice but to secretly instruct Boss Ernest to keep an eye on Quark and not let him do anything reckless.

And Ernest, the owner, readily agreed without a second thought.

However, if you calculate it this way, even if you include yourself and the lady of the house, the entire adventure team still only has four members, which feels far too few.

So Phil once again went to Portia, the librarian of the library next door.

"...Huh? Another adventure to another world? Are you kidding me?"

Portia, the Ghost, had no pleasantries towards Firi, who had tricked her in the last Holy Grail War. "...Last time you said you could get me some female corpses as test subjects to practice creating new Corpse Princesses, but I got nothing. Are you trying to fool me a second time?"

"...How can you say you didn't get any benefits? Wasn't the city hall rescinding the order to close your library because of this?"

Phil said with a smile, "...The master of the Great Tomb of Nazarick that you are going to this time is a great lich who stands at the top of the field of necromancy. He also has many vampires and undead under his command. If you can have a chat with him, I believe it will definitely be of great benefit to your necromancy studies."

Besides, haven't you been complaining about the decreasing number of people coming to the library? The key is that your library hasn't received any new books since it opened! The newest books are forty or fifty years old; everyone's already tired of them! But there happens to be a huge library in the Great Tomb of Nazarick. If you could copy some interesting otherworldly books from there, I'm sure the number of visitors here would increase significantly…”

"...I see...Then I'll listen to you one more time...But remember to find me a fresh female corpse in that other world!"

"...Don't worry! This time we'll find the corpses ourselves, so you'll definitely get a chance to practice [Corpse Princess Creation], meow..."

And so, Portia, the librarian of Totoro Town, was once again tricked by Firi into embarking on an adventure in another world.

—As for whether Ainz Ooal Gown could actually teach his necromancy to Portia, only heaven knows…

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In addition to this, in order to secure more clients and funding for the project, Phil also had to do something else.

That is to make a series of promotional short films for "Overlord".

I've heard that many Indian white-collar workers in American companies have a special skill: using incredibly beautiful PowerPoint presentations to deceive shareholders, swindle large sums of money, and then spend it all under all sorts of bizarre and outlandish pretexts.

Firi didn't think he had the same exaggerated persuasive skills as the Indians (Bone Overlord, who had just been tricked into falling into a big pit, protested), and he also lacked confidence in his photography skills. In the end, he could only honestly use the most traditional and old-fashioned promotional method - finding celebrities to endorse and advertise.

However, in a feudal medieval country like the Golden Dragon Kingdom, finding celebrities to endorse and advertise is not an easy task.

Because the entertainment and news industries in this society are underdeveloped, information flows relatively slowly, and people generally admire force. Those celebrities who are widely known are either high-ranking officials and nobles, powerful warriors and magicians, or senior priests of various churches, with perhaps a few wandering poets, famous dancers and courtesans at most... However, in a small place like Totoro Town, such celebrities are hard to find.

Even the town's lord, the "Eternal Lolita" Golden Dragon Princess Catherine, who was most enthusiastic about the matter, was still apprehensive after seeing Old Kunka's "cat neutering story" and resolutely refused to do it. After all, no one wanted to end up like Old Kunka, accidentally becoming the most famous neutered cat in the country this year.

Wait a minute! The most famous neutered cat in the country this year?

Suddenly, Phil had a brilliant idea – if they were to find a celebrity to endorse the online version of Overlord, wouldn't Old Kunkka be perfect?

Even if it's the most famous neutered cat in the country this year, it's still a well-known cat!

Phil, who comes from the era of the internet economy, understands one thing very well: no matter what kind of reputation it is, whether it is good or bad, or even infamous, sleazy or despicable... as long as it is well-known, it means traffic and clicks!

Otherwise, where do you think Sister Feng, who recently got her pedicure in the US, and all those other strangely-looking influencers came from?

In short, let's get this old neutered cat to be our spokesperson for this advertisement!

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PS: I'll add an extra chapter if I reach 100 razor blades, and I'll pay it immediately without delay. There will be two more chapters this morning.

Chapter 116, Caring for an Unneutered Old Cat

"...Meow! Phil, you little rascal! How dare you come to my house! I'll beat you to death today!"

As expected, Phil had barely reached Cuenca's doorstep when the old cat rushed out with red eyes, waving a broom to chase away the guest.

"...Hey, hey, put the broom down! Grandpa Cuenca! I have some good news to tell you!"

Firi quickly blocked Kunka's broom and shouted, "...Our guild invites you to participate in a new dreamlike adventure in another world, with generous rewards!"

"...Huh? What kind of good news is this? Last time you ruined my reputation and made me a laughingstock. How far do you want to ruin me this time?"

Seeing that he couldn't beat Ferry, Old Kunka didn't throw the broom at him again, but he still held the broom handle upside down, leaning on the ground like a cane, and glared at Ferry, "...Do you want me to be castrated again in this other world and have everyone laugh at me?"

"...Please, Grandpa Cuenca, can you at least be reasonable? Before I took you to the Marvel world, I already said that traveling to another world is risky, and you have to bear all the consequences yourself. Besides, I wasn't the one who castrated you there, and I wasn't the one who drew that 'Castrated Cat Picture' and spread it around. Why are you just picking on me and getting angry?"

Phil smiled wryly, "...And other people had even worse luck on that trip than you. Roxanne got run over by a car, I was electrocuted and burned to a crisp, and there were people who fell into cement pools, fell into sewers, and were shot to death...Who can you complain to about these deaths?"

"...How can that be the same, meow? Dying in another world is just like having a nightmare, but what I lost was my reputation!"

Old Kunka continued, glaring and berating, "...If our fates were reversed, wouldn't you be too ashamed to leave the house?"

—Well, I'm usually pretty shameless, so being castrated in the game is fine! It's not like I'm actually castrated.

A true, qualified gamer never gets angry about their miserable death in a game!

Phil thought this, but said something else entirely, “...Uh, I understand your grievances, Grandpa Cuenca. But things have already come to this, and that picture of the neutered cat has been spread everywhere. No matter how angry you are, you can’t turn back time.”

The most important thing now is not how to get angry and vent your anger, but to find a way to restore your reputation..."

"...Recover your reputation? That's easier said than done." Kunka's expression was still grim, but his tone had softened somewhat. "...How do you plan to recover it?"

"...The remedy we've come up with is to invite you to participate in this otherworldly adventure, to regain your former glory and clear your name in this new adventure... As a gentleman with dignity, you must get back up from where you fell before! Grandpa Cuenca!"

Phil said with a "sincere" expression, "...We will spread the word about your bravery during your adventures in town and the capital..."

"...To regain our former glory with a successful new adventure?" Kunka hesitated. "...Would that work? I've never been an adventurer before!"

"...Absolutely no problem! Grandpa Cuenca. As long as you cooperate well with our work..."

Phil patted his chest and assured, "...When you create your character in this new world, we'll give you a tiger-man template. We guarantee you'll be as strong as an ox, all muscle, even more robust and powerful than a tiger. Except for the face and fur color, it won't resemble your current body in the slightest..."

"...What? Only your face is the same as mine? Are you saying my body is no longer up to par?"

"...Well, it's not that I look down on you, Grandpa Cuenca, but after all, age catches up with everyone..."

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In short, despite some setbacks, Mr. Cuenca, as the spokesperson and actor in the promotional video, was eventually fooled.

Next, Phil needs to resolve the hardware obstacles hindering the promotion of the online version of *Overlord*. In short, he wants to ensure that even those who aren't followers of the god of sleep can experience the other world, instead of receiving a blunt rejection message like, "...Dear user: Because you are not a member (a follower of the god of sleep), you are not eligible to play the game. We apologize. —Dream Adventure Game Totoro Town Section."

The solution to this problem is simple, and it was used last time when I traveled through the Marvel universe—just have the player sleep in the Temple of Hypnos.

However, we still need to inform the temple beforehand that customers who come to experience otherworldly travels should be arranged to enter the divine kingdom of the Goddess of Sleep, Mengmeng, after falling asleep, instead of directly entering a dreamless state of deep sleep like other customers who come to treat insomnia.

The Temple of Sleep was quite cooperative in this regard—after all, it was a good thing for them to spread their faith and attract business.

Once everything was arranged, Phili and his mistress Lulutia, along with the fake dragon boss Ernest, the kobold slave sorcerer Quark, the retired postmaster uncastrated cat Kunka, and the ghost lady Portia, traveled to the world of Overlord...

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With a flash of white light, Firi and his group appeared on the Kaz Plain in the world of Overlord.

By this time, the sun had already risen and the world was bright, dispelling the darkness that had once shrouded the grassland.