nucmednet Chapter 9 seems too urbanized.
Chapter 9 seems too urbanized.
Terra felt a sense of frustration rising above her head. She was having some bad luck; the gatekeeper hadn't dropped anything, even though the bestiary showed a 12.5% chance of dropping iron ingots.
However, Terra is very interested in the town buildings generated in these new versions.
It's quite pleasing to the eye, much better looking than the old version of the dungeon and underground huts. Terra is almost reluctant to demolish such a large area.
After that, when fighting bosses or completing events, he should try to build battle platforms in the forest as much as possible.
Looking at the large number of NPCs coming and going, Terra suddenly remembered the Mechanical Destroyer boss, one of the three mechanical kings in the old version.
The boss's ability to pass through walls, which was present in the old version, will likely be inherited in the new version.
The image of a 100-meter-long mechanical worm plowing through the city and breaking down walls, along with everyone receiving a name change card, is quite striking.
Meanwhile, Andrea walked along the town's cobblestone streets, looking left and right. It was the first time she had ever seen so many moving humans.
Those ears are round, how unusual. Come to think of it, she doesn't seem to have ever really looked at what Terra's ears look like.
The shouts of vendors and taverns lining both sides of the street could be heard from time to time.
Curiosity made her want to jump over and see what these unfamiliar human-made goods were.
But elves are a race that represents nobility and wisdom. How could they possibly go to a shop and look at unfamiliar products? Wouldn't that make them look like country bumpkins?
Although she is indeed...
She was easily embarrassed and didn't want to hear humans say, "Oh, so even the high and mighty elf doesn't know what this is? You nobodies!"
If I were to hear such words, I'd rather just kill myself and die.
As Andrea looked back and forth, the townspeople on the roadside were also observing her.
"A moving fairy! I've only ever seen them in notebooks before. They're so elegant and dignified."
"But I think I smell something stinky."
"That's because your feet smell bad, don't slander the elf!"
The adults and adventurers had some concerns, but the children chasing and playing on the other side didn't have so many concerns. Several of them came running over, chattering away.
One of the little boys jumped up and touched Andrea 1's Muramasa Bow, only to be glared at in return.
"How scary, Auntie Elf is breathing on me, haha."
The little boys laughed and ran off to find Terra.
She's only 180 years old, so by that reckoning, she's practically the same age as these little ones!
How can these human children be so ill-mannered?
"Cube-like guy, what's your name? You're so cute, all square-shaped."
This was the first time Terra had ever seen such short NPCs. They were all children, so why was the fisherman in the old version so annoying?
Seeing these young female NPCs circling around him, even riding on his shoulders, and gasping in surprise at the slightest movement he made.
Terra recalled his past in the old version.
Terra used to really enjoy chatting with NPCs. In the old version, whenever you chatted with them, they would always get off their chairs, send you a speech bubble, and then raise their hands to greet you.
Although there are no words, Terra can understand most of them, and the NPCs send special speech bubbles when they live in different places and on different days.
They would also occasionally chat about Terra's progress in saving the world; if Terra was still working hard to liberate the old man at the dungeon entrance, they would talk about it.
Terra once saw that after the guide's mother sent a bubble to the old man in the dungeon, another treant NPC she was chatting with sent a red prohibition bubble, and then sent a bubble to the Skeleton King.
Later, when Terra was ready to explore the temple, they started talking about the stone giants in the temple.
Back then, his favorite thing to do was play rock-paper-scissors with the NPCs. He would throw a rock bubble, and the NPC would respond with a cloth bubble, or he would watch the NPCs play rock-paper-scissors with each other.
A smiley face bubble popped up above Terra's head; he quite liked the lively and dynamic feel of the new version of the NPCs.
On the other side, Andrea was still angry when a little girl grabbed Andrea's leg and followed her forward.
"Is your sister an elf? She's so pretty, and her hair is so beautiful. I heard Dad say that elves know everything, is that true?"
"Wow, your dad is very knowledgeable."
"Dad wasn't lying to me after all!"
Andrea 1 patted the little girl's head, twitched her ears, and walked with such excitement that she seemed about to jump up.
She tried to suppress her inner joy, but still tiptoed slightly with each step, the muscles at the corners of her mouth trembling.
No, I can't hold it in anymore, quickly recall the sad things!
She was humiliated by being kidnapped by goblins, who also mocked her as a low elf.
A few days ago, Terra saw her naked while she was washing up. Terra circled around her, looking her up and down, and then, of all times, said, "Hey, you're a plank!"
I'm getting angry!
then.
Andrea thought of her mother, who, like her, had been sent out more than a decade ago to retrieve an artifact stolen by the elves of her tribe.
It was a golden laurel wreath worn by the chief governor during the reign of the empire, engraved with words that only the saviors summoned by the high elves could decipher. It was one of the artifacts she was searching for this time.
Her mother touched her head and smiled, saying that she would be back soon.
She waited a long time, and finally returned, with a broken arm and a leg, covered in wounds.
With tears in her eyes, the mother knelt before the elder who was in charge of the library and the archives.
"The mission failed, and I returned empty-handed. Don't blame me, Elder. I had to come back. I'm not a coward or an irresponsible person, but my daughter can't be without a home."
Andrea was devastated to see her usually gentle and strong mother in tears. She would never forget that day, which is why she decided to personally retrieve the artifacts and find the traitor.
Thinking of her mother's forced smile before she left, Andrea's emotional floodgates burst open.
"Waaaah~ Mommy~"
Everyone watched as the elf suddenly sat down on the street like a duck, hugging the blocky person next to him and crying.
"Don't cry, sister." The little girl hurriedly stroked the elf's fur.
"Mommy, don't cry." Terra, carrying four or five children, and the little boy imitated the little girl by clicking on the guide's chat box and using the touch button.
The other little boys, thinking they had done something wrong, also jumped down and touched the elf's head.
"My job... is to provide you with... help, sob sob." Terra saw Andrea 1 sobbing as she spoke the sentences in the chat box.
It's fun.
"Hey, Mom? Is the blocky guy actually the baby?"
"Well, I'm probably around 2000 hours old now," Terra nodded.
"How many days is 2000 hours? Hmm, one times one equals one, one times two equals two." The little girl started counting on her fingers.
The elf had only been out for a few minutes when it completely shattered the image of elves in the minds of those around it.
Who says elves are unattainable beauties?
"I knew it! That foot odor I just smelled was from the elves!"
"I thought she was a mature woman, but she's actually an underage, mama's girl. Disappointing."
The passing adventurers couldn't understand it, but they could accept it. After all, these two seemed to have abnormal strength, so it was normal for them to be mentally unstable as well.
The head of the local adventurers' guild branch would even ask others to "smash" her, and they'd get paid for it.
Many adventurers who couldn't get any missions survived their difficult times by relying on the guild's daily lottery event.
"I'm sorry, gentlemen, my daughter has caused you trouble." A miner ran over from a nearby alley; his arms had some mineralized skin. The little boys scattered in a flurry.
"Ahem," Andrea stood up instantly, regaining her elegant posture as if nothing had happened. "Sir, I noticed when I entered the city that everyone seemed rather unhappy. I was just trying to cheer everyone up, hahaha."
What am I saying!
"Really? Thank you then. As you know, Miss, goblins have been rampant lately, the city is under lockdown, and the flow of goods is very difficult, making business hard." The man patted the girl's head.
"Yes, of course I know," Andrea said stubbornly.
Terra had already realized this.
He opened the miner NPC's chat window, where there was a shop button. Clicking it revealed that he was selling marble blocks, but there was a limit of 50 blocks per purchase.
Terra didn't expect the new version to include a purchase limit; hopefully, it won't be the case for all NPCs.
Next to it is a cold face icon showing 105%, meaning that the NPC is not very happy right now, and the price of the item is multiplied by 1.05 from the base price.
Under the old version's mechanism, having more than 3 NPCs within a 25-square range would trigger a crowding penalty, reducing happiness.
It's normal for him to be unhappy with a bunch of NPCs crammed together around him.
"It seems to be too urbanized."
"If an NPC becomes useful later, I'll have to let him live alone in the house I built for him, so that his happiness level will increase."
"I don't think so." Andrea thought of the "piece" of room Terra had built.
The miner watched as the blocky figure piled blocks around him and his daughter, gradually sealing them in darkness.
Then, a beeping sound, like building blocks being placed, came from outside, and the sound got higher and higher.
After a long time, the light came in again.
The miner climbed out, looked up, and saw a tall, rectangular pillar soaring into the sky on the bustling street. At the top of the pillar stood the cube-shaped figure and a... small room.
"Wow! Baby brother is so amazing!" The little girl was very excited and wanted to go up.
The miner rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things. When he opened them, the scenery around him had completely changed.
The miner sat shakily atop a pillar in what Andrea 1 described as a three-dimensional painting, the air in mid-air sending chills down his spine.
If it falls, won't it break into pieces here and there?
He had just lost his job at the mine, how could he encounter such a terrible thing?
Terra thought to herself that the new version was great; after assigning houses to NPCs, they arrived instantly, unlike before when NPCs would only be teleported home at night.
"Are you happy?" Terra asked the miner NPC.
Can I say no?
"I don't care what you think, I care what I think. If I say you're happy right now, then you're happy," Terra said.
"Should I be happy?" The miner looked at his daughter in his arms, who was exclaiming in surprise. She seemed very happy, and a father should be happy too.
So… “I’m happy?”
"Yes, you're happy."
Terra reopened the miner NPC's dialogue box and found that the price of marble blocks in the shop had decreased, the sad face had turned into a smiling face, and the price had dropped from 105% to 95%.
It appears that the congestion mechanism in the new version is still in effect.
Terra bought all 50 marble blocks from his shop. He wouldn't need them now, but it would be troublesome if he couldn't find the NPC later when he needed to farm monsters. The monsters in the Underground Marble Biome drop pretty good loot, although the drop rate is quite low.
Andrea looked up: "What is this guy doing?"
Then you see the little girl and the miner fall from the pillar.
Those around them thought the father and daughter were doomed, but they landed on the ground unharmed.
The culprit then used a pickaxe to dig the pillar away bit by bit.
Andrea, hands on her hips, looked at Terra and said, "Aren't you afraid they'll fall to their deaths?"
Terra looked up with a question mark: "How could an NPC possibly fall to their death?"
"and you……"
"I definitely have fall damage, I don't have horseshoes."
"Are you a horse...?" Andrea sighed.
Although I have many questions in my mind, at least I can breathe a sigh of relief.
Before the guards arrived, they quickly left to find the Adventurers' Guild.
Before the miner could recover from the ordeal, he heard his daughter calling him happily, her small hand clutching more than ten silver coins.
"Dad, when did you earn so much money?"
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On the other side, Terra and the others soon saw the building with the parrot as a doorbell.