Gamers of the Underworld

Chapter 553: Let Me Call the Foreman

“Be careful. Be careful underneath your legs.”

A small Stone Golem shouted impolitely. He was carrying a huge chest in his arms, which contained the magical tools for constructing a Teleport Portal.

As service personnel, he should be courteous and full of smiles, but he was in a rage.

“Gosh! I know that the residents of Eternal Kingdom are hard to please. I can endure being slept upon during my sleep, but how dare you ransack my belongings? I’ll make a complaint when I get back!”

The small Stone Golem walked by Moroes, who was full of hope. He found Moroes irritating and shouted, “Get lost! Don’t block my way!”

Moroes was shocked, and he quickly gave way.

The gamers weren’t concerned with the rage of the small Stone Golem even though they were the ones who harassed him on the Beetlemon for the past two days.

Moroes was used to the harassment from the gamers, but it was the first time that the small Stone Golems were harassed by the gamers. Moreover, the small Stone Golems had to face the gamers for two days and were thus on the verge of fighting with them.

Fortunately, the journey only took two days. Otherwise, the plan to construct the Teleport Portal would have failed, as the Stone Golems would have left in a huff.

Luckily, the Stone Golems didn’t leave.

They started carrying chests of materials to the excavated construction site before they constructed the Teleport Portal.

That was a desolate location outside of the neutral Dungeon, Venice. It was an unclaimed territory since there were no nearby Dungeon Cores. There were many monsters there, so it wasn’t a good place for the Underworld residents to live.

Therefore, nobody cared that the gamers were constructing a Teleport Portal there.

The location of the farm wasn’t far from there. The boundaries of the farm were sealed off, and the gamers were unable to enter, so they could only construct the Teleport Portal outside.

Moroes checked his equipment to prepare for the impending battle.

Short Sword, Shield, simple armor, sleeping robe, toothpaste, toothbrush, rabbit tooth slippers, a yellow rubber ducky… and his favorite cartoon tattoo stickers.

Moroes lifted his head and focused his attention. He was prepared to die peacefully in battle.

“Moroes, how do we enter the farm?”

“Moroes, the creatures inside the farm sealed off the boundary. What do we do?”

“Moroes, say something!”

“Moroes, your pants are torn!”

“Moroes, you MA…”

“Mind your language!”

“Gosh, what are those two members of Changan City doing? Do they intend to run away?”

“We agreed to go out and collect intelligence. If they dare to flee, kill them!”

“Waaaaah—”

…

Hundreds of warriors of Eternal Kingdom gathered and made a din as they chatted enthusiastically.

The noise didn’t last long.

Moroes walked firmly towards the boundary of the farm.

The gamers followed Moroes, not wanting to miss any exciting Plot or Strange Encounter Missions. There must be a reason for Moroes to come here, as Moroes had said, “I have no more worries. I’m here to look for the truth in life. Don’t protect me. I will break free from myself and complete Nirvana.”

Moroes sounded like he was suicidal.

He wielded his Short Sword and Shield while heading towards the direction of the farm entrance. A sentry post was constructed at the entrance, and three Sludge Monsters wearing yellow safety helmets were keeping watch.

They were sitting and chatting together while holding some squirming worms that had engraved numbers on them in their hands. It was a popular card game in which they had to take out two cards. The player with the larger worm count could eat the worms of other players until there were no more cards left.

From the number of cards, they had only started playing.

“What’s the situation?”

One of the Sludge Monsters got up. Because the Sludge Monster didn’t have legs, he fell to the ground and reassembled himself like jelly until he became upright. Fortunately, his yellow safety helmet was firmly secured and didn’t fall out.

Safety first!

“Hey, what are you doing? This is a private construction site. You can’t come in. Please leave immediately.”

The second Sludge Monster got up, while the third Sludge Monster drew a short club from his body as a protective weapon. However, they were greatly outnumbered by Moroes and the gamers.

Beside the sentry post were a few signposts that read:

“Sound the alarm if there are intruders.”

“The story is: The wife remarried! The son changed his surname! The property belonged to someone else!”

“Whoever wants to be a hero can try to use brute strength.”

“Of all the rules and regulations, it’s always safety first.”

…

The signposts were quite well written.

Moroes didn’t care about the signposts, as he was prepared to fight with the evil invaders of the farm. He walked to the Sludge Monsters and raised his Short Sword. As he was about to shout, he heard noises behind him.

“Quick! It’s just in front!”

“Are you warriors of Eternal Kingdom?”

“Is this the farm? Are the three of you employees here?”

“Is the sealed boundary related to Devil King Mammon?”

“Why is Devil King Mammon taking over a common farm?”

“Eternal Kingdom is rendering help to the farm. Are there any special hidden benefits?”

“Can you answer our interview questions?”