Gamers of the Underworld

“You are very concerned about the wellbeing of those gamers.”

Sherlock clasped his hands together and supported his chin as he said to Brainiac, “You suspect that the Gnomes and Houndhead Men have homosexual tendencies and interracial love relationships, and you want to do detailed research?”

“Yes, it’s an important research topic to me,” Brainiac said as he nodded.

“I understand, you may proceed with the research.” Sherlock nodded, but Brainiac didn’t leave. He asked, “Do you have other matters?”

“I have a few questions.” Brainiac took out his journal and asked, “The group of Gnomes and Houndhead Men is looking for a Goblin called Raintea. What is special about her? Why are they so concerned about her? Along the way, I got inquiries about Raintea too.”

“Raintea is a very zen Goblin. I have an impression of her. They were looking for her not because she played an important role but for friendship and love, which are filled with positive feelings.” Sherlock nodded and explained.

“I see.”

Brainiac nodded. As he was leaving, Sherlock said, “Yes, be gentler when you do research and don’t use violence. A gamer complained that you slandered them.”

“I understand. I’ll continue with my work.” Brainiac bowed before leaving.

“Lord Sherlock, I’ve checked, nobody has changed factions. It wouldn’t even be possible for Raintea. Less than 10 gamers are able to pay the 100 Magic Stones fee for changing factions,” Bru said as Brainiac was leaving.

“She must have some issues at home and therefore isn’t online today. I didn’t expect her to be so popular.”

“Hmm, I didn’t either. The gamers didn’t have any reaction to the beautiful Evelynn, but they care so much about Raintea, who’s a Goblin. Is there a problem with their sense of beauty?” Sherlock was puzzled and asked.

“It’s because Raintea is a suitable candidate for online love. Evelynn is just a beautiful NPC.”

Bru said, “Lord Sherlock, these matters aren’t related to our plan. It’s important to build the tunnel between Victoria and Eternal Kingdom so that we can complement each other. Then, we can have a continuous supply of all things Alchemy, Magical Items, and equipment to sell to the gamers. When we have enough Magic Stones and a number of large siege weapons, we can start on our plan to conquer the world! We can start...”

“I understand. I will begin from Winterfell in the conquest of the Underworld.” Sherlock didn’t hide his condescending tone.

Bru continued to expound on the plans for the future conquest.

...

In the Academic Department of Specter College...

“Have more concern for the next generation and sweat for the future. Manage a good school to educate Specter geniuses.”

A Skeleton who was wearing a western suit and a black hat passed a flag to Bacon as he said, “Professor Bacon, thank you for educating my child, who is now graduating and becoming a useful Specter. It’s all thanks to your mentoring!”

“Yes, yes, Professor Bacon. If not for your education, he wouldn’t be able to obtain the Level A graduation certificate,” said a smiling female Skeleton that was wearing a bright red overcoat.

“Son, quickly kowtow to the teacher.”

Two Skeletons looked at a young Skeleton who was in a black graduation cap and gown. The young Skeleton knelt down and shouted loudly, “Thank you, Professor Bacon!”

Then he “Pom, pom, pom” kowtowed and scattered white bone powder on the ground.

“Aiya, don’t stand on ceremony. This is what I should do.”

Professor Bacon helped the young kowtowing Skeleton up. On Bacon’s forehead were timeless cracks that indicated the long period of education service that he had rendered.

After the parents expressed their gratitude, they left a token of appreciation and brought their son out of Professor Bacon’s office.

On the table were a Magic Stone card, special protein powder for osteoporosis, a basket of salted fish, a huge box of bloody chrysanthemum tea, a few Winterfell shopping cards, a lifetime coupon for the Underworld volcano tour, a basket of native chicken eggs, and a Winterfell hair perming coupon...

“Aiya, Professor Bacon, don’t be too hard on yourself. Keep those things that you deserve,” another teacher said to Professor Bacon.

“Aiya, we don’t teach because of these things. If the students work hard and become useful Specters, I’ll be more than satisfied,” Bacon smiled and said.

“Only with Professor Bacon’s teaching will we get a genius student like Brainiac.” Another Lich Professor complimented Bacon.

“Yes, yes, I heard that Brainiac saved Winterfell.”

“What? I heard that Eternal Kingdom saved Winterfell.”

“Brainiac is the important Lich in Eternal Kingdom. Since Eternal Kingdom saved Winterfell, then Brainiac saved Winterfell.”

Everyone chatted enthusiastically and praised Bacon’s efforts.

When the bell rang, everyone left for their classes. Bacon arranged his textbooks nicely and got ready to leave for class. However, before he left, a letter shot out from the furnace.

On the letter were the words:

“Dearest Professor Bacon—Lord Sherlock”