Chapter 701: Nothing Seemed Wrong?!
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
“You poisoned it!” Elder Sewell was so furious. I was healing you diligently and almost worked myself to death, but you are saying that I poisoned the milk?
You kept asking for milk from all directions; how can I give milk to all of you at once?!
“What do we do now…?” The souls looked sulky in the graveyard.
“What can we do… run back and recover our corpses!”
– Ten minutes later –
“Milk! More milk!”
“How come I can’t feel the healing effects at all!”
“Where’s the milk?! Are you healing us?!”
“…”
The five souls gathered in the graveyard again.
“… What do we do now?” The rogue felt like crying.
“This healing… was almost non-existent!” the dwarf warrior complained.
“I…” the rogue asked tentatively, “My game time is almost up. Should we stop now and try again next time?”
The moment he said it, he quitted from the group and got offline in one breath!
“…”
Only four souls were left standing in the graveyard.
“It suddenly occurred to me…” Adolf said immediately, “I still have things to do. I will get offline now. Let’s continue next time!”
[Grand Mage Adolf left the party.]
“This…” Dwarf Elder Sauk felt like today obviously wasn’t his lucky day. “It seems that we can’t do it now. Let’s continue next time…”
[Sauk Stonehammer left the party.]
[Dwarf Raff left the party.]
Elder Sewell was at a loss for words.
She was frustrated with confusion. Is my milk really poisonous.
Different from the previous games, World of Warcraft had separate interfaces for chatting. The players could open the game interface and check the messages in different channels including the World Channel and local channels.
“Players needed for Scarlet Monastery. Anyone can come!” At this moment, Elder Sewell saw someone post this message in the channel for making parties.
“!!??” Elder Sewell froze. “Anyone can come?!”
…
The quest of Mythology of t.i.tans in World of Warcraft.
Before the disaster struck Lordaeron, there was a place in Tirisfal Glades where many books were stored – the library of the old monastery. It was said that the Mythology of t.i.tans was in this library.
This old monastery was Scarlet Monastery.
Besides the Mythology of t.i.tans, there were many other books in the monastery including Beginnings of the Undead Threat. These books would be of great help for Mr. Fang to complete the information about the background of World of Warcraft in the official novel and the official website.
“No one answered my party invitation from my Horde character… I’ll try the Alliance character…” Mr. Fang posted the invitation again, “Scarlet Monastery! Anyone can come!”
[Grand Mage Adolf requests to join the party.]
[Sauk Stonehammer requests to join the party.]
[Dwarf Raff requests to join the party.]
[Sewell requests to join the party.]
The group was full instantly.
Dumbfounded, Mr. Fang looked at the screen and thought, There are so many people from the Alliance?
He was even more astonished that there was a nanny and a tank in the team!
He didn’t even have to look for a nanny now!
“My goodness…”
“This guy has many ultimate blue rare items!”
“Luxury items…”
The moment he entered the party, he heard these people gasping and talking to themselves.
Then…
“Elder Sewell?!” Adolf’s face turned stiff.
“Adolf, didn’t you say that you had things to do?” Elder Sewell frowned, finding that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Adolf didn’t know what to say.
[Leader…] In the private chat channel, Mr. Fang suddenly received a message, [Can we… change the nanny?]
“Change the nanny? Why?” Mr. Fang was puzzled. “Druids can heal.”
“This milk is poisonous!”
“…”
Elder Sewell was sizing up the night elf with the ID of [Midnight Pig Butcher 2].
How come he looks quite familiar…
[How come they all say that your milk is poisonous?] Elder Sewell suddenly received this private message.
[What?!] Elder Sewell was furious. [Who are they talking about?! Whose milk is poisonous?]
[Did you forget to switch to restoration talent specialization? Which spells did you use to heal?]
“Ah?” Elder Sewell thought for a second. [Rejuvenation. What are restoration talents?]
“You use Rejuvenation when the HP is not too low. Otherwise, use Healing Touch. Switch to the second page of the talent specializations (The system version had dual talent specializations) and find Restoration Talent, Mark of the Wild, Healing Touch, and…”
“Oh…” Elder Sewell followed Fang Qi’s instructions and clicked on the options in confusion. “What do these things mean? Why should I do this?”
“I don’t have time to explain them right now. You just have to follow my orders,” Mr. Fang said, “The newbie didn’t know how to use the healing talent specialization. The problem is solved now. Let’s enter.”
“Oh…”
“Really?” Adolf and others who had been killed several times by the ‘healing’ looked doubtful.
“Of course. Follow my orders, and you’ll pa.s.s. Come on and enter the instance.” With that said, Fang Qi entered the instance.
“We…?”
“Enter!” Elder Sauk said, “Judging from his items, I think he might be a master player!”
Soon, the others entered the instance.
“Main Tank, take position and block the way!”
“Nanny, cast healing spells!”
“Missed two. Mage, Frost Nova!”
“…”
This time, the situation was many times better than before! The members in the front line fought with ease, and all the mobs bypa.s.sing them were cleared.
“That was easy!”
“The healing is effective now!”
“Awesome!”
Looking at the corpses on the ground and their own people who were almost intact, they exclaimed in surprise.
Meanwhile, watching her teammates’ wounds healing at a visible speed, Elder Sewell was also thrilled. This experience was totally different from the previous one!
“This life energy… is so powerful!”
Now, I can heal! Elder Sewell thought happily. I will see who dares to say that my milk is poisonous!
It must be noted that these healing spells could be learned. Besides, the druid cla.s.s seemed to be custom-made for elves since their ideology, code of conduct, and even spells fit those of the elves perfectly.
I’m surprised that they have such powerful healing spells! They are as powerful as Holy Light!
Right now, Elder Sewell’s mind was full of thoughts of mastering these spells and bringing them back to the Elf Clan.
“See? I was just unfamiliar with the spells!” Elder Sewell said proudly.
“… Huh, I see.” Adolf finally nodded in agreement.
“I didn’t know druids healed like this…?” Elder Sauk was still puzzled but acknowledged her skills.
The party soon came to the first boss, Houndmaster Loksey.
Mr. Fang said, “Let me explain how to fight this boss. It’s not difficult as long as we control the three dogs.”
Houndmaster Loksey was a small boss with ordinary power, but the three dogs were bothers.
The mage could turn one of the three dogs into a sheep and the druid could put one to sleep with the spell named Hibernate. Then, they could focus fire on the last one. It was an easy task.
Therefore, Fang Qi said, “Do you see the dogs? Mage, turn one to a sheep. Druid, sleep. And the rest of us focus fire and kill the last one.”
“Understand?” Mr. Fang asked.
“Sleep…?” Elder Sewell froze with some confusion. “I guess…”
“Go!” Mr. Fang dashed forward, and his flas.h.i.+ng dagger hit the vital part of the boss with lightning speed.
Meanwhile, Polymorph: Sheep had turned a fierce hound into a harmless little sheep.
At this moment, Elder Sewell still didn’t move.
“Sleep!” Mr. Fang reminded her.
“Oh! Okay!” Having not encountered any danger along the way, Elder Sewell was much more confident.
He’s really a master player… with his casual instructions, we’ve improved so much!
Without hesitation, Elder Sewell lay down on the ground.
After waiting for a long while for the Hibernate spell which didn’t come, Mr. Fang looked back and saw this scene. “???”
He shouted in shock, “What are you doing?!”
“Sleeping.”
“Didn’t you tell me to sleep?”
Lying on the ground, Elder Sewell said in confusion as nothing seemed wrong to her.