"Damn, is this dynamite made of gold?!"

"Why don't you just go rob someone!!!"

Listening covertly, Luo Yan was completely exasperated,

Look at you guys, getting so worked up over just one NPC? And what's this about locking people up if I can't have them?

Finally, someone sensible spoke the truth.

"What are you all talking about, who's been locked up? I see that person is perfectly fine."

"Exactly! I just saw it, that cat-girl seems to be learning assassination skills from an NPC prisoner!"

"Damn?! Is this game that realistic? NPCs can autonomously learn skills?"

"Wait, the assassin skill book is updated?! How come I didn't know?"

"It's probably a stealth update by the system. If you have to put it into words, it can be explained as 'the in-game program autonomously evolves with the progress of the plot.' Speaking of which, I'm planning to stealthily learn some skills myself. Maybe I can snag a skill book for free."

Hearing a certain diligent player's opinion, Luo Yan suddenly had an idea, and another convenient thought emerged in his mind.

Why not just let Chris work part-time as a thief, an NPC of the assassin class?

As the saying goes, prison is full of talents.

A thief and murderer squatting in prison playing the role of a thief and assassin class transfer NPC makes perfect sense!

Not just Chris.

Among the "successfully reformed" prisoners, there seemed to be a guy named Reksen, who was just right as an iron-rank swordsman.

Letting him guide the players on how to become a qualified warrior could be a good choice, and it also provides an opportunity for him to issue some monster-killing quests and the like.

"Youyou, please set up a 'Thief Class Transfer NPC' and 'Swordsman Class Transfer NPC' label above Chris and Reksen's heads, respectively. The class transfer plan I set before, let these two guys serve as the NPC guides for the beginners' class transfer."

"No problem, Lord Demon King, but are you sure it's a good idea to give task-issuing authority to the prisoners?" Youyou's voice carried a hint of hesitation.

Although these two had now become followers of the Lord Demon King, they were not followers in the traditional sense of unquestioning obedience, but rather subdued by fear.

There were still certain risks in making use of such individuals.

Luo Yan thought for a moment before responding.

"Like this... prepare a few optional plans for them to consider, such as hunting forest wolves, grizzlies, and wild skeleton soldiers. Generally, their task issuance should select from these templates. If there's anything new, they should apply to you, and after your approval, it can be released to the players."

After hearing Luo Yan's suggestion, Youyou immediately said excitedly,

"As expected of Lord Demon King, this idea is brilliant!"

Luo Yan smiled faintly.

"Keep it low-key, just basic operations."

...

While the wicked Lord Demon King and his top henchman were discussing "how to further test the players' limits in the upcoming version A06," Sordo and his troops wandering in the maze were also nearing their limit.

Originally three hundred elite grayfin tribe members, now only a little more than forty remained.

And infuriatingly, until now, they had not even seen a sign of the enemy, just aimlessly wandering around the endless corridors.

The monsters in the maze were very clever.

When encountering troups, most of the monsters deliberately avoided them, even hiding as soon as they smelled them.

That's why it was difficult for them, who were grouped together, to get food from the monsters.

Finally, a sharkman warrior apparently went mad, hysterically yelling at the maze corridor while brandishing his trident.

"Demon King! Come out! What kind of skill is hiding in the shadows! You coward! You spineless thing %￥#@!"

That vicious curse was horribly foul, its only regret unable to reach the ears of the Lord Demon King.

"Save your energy, Slor..."

Another sharkman warrior sat on the ground, eyes closed, lightly panting.

"If I were that guy, I wouldn't come out either."

"Damn it!"

The sharkman named Slor knelt on the ground, his fists heavily pounding the hard floor.

A sense of despair spread among the troops, and the scenario they now faced was just like the ghost stories of the Great Graveyard Prison— the only difference was that their numbers had been decreasing, never increasing.

However, it must be said, they were indeed very united, and their devotion to the Dragon God was genuine.

Even at their lowest point, they did not break the taboo against cannibalism; after burying their own, they continued forward...

Although most of those they buried ended up in the stomachs of maze monsters — especially the Earth Cave Spiders.

Sitting among the troops, Sordo was silent for a long time before finally opening his tightly shut eyes.

They had lost the previous defiance in those amber pupils, replaced by regret and world-weariness, along with a resignation to death.

"Everyone, please listen to me..."

Hearing their leader's voice, the sharkman warriors all turned to him, maintaining silence as they awaited his command.

"We were born of the tides and should have been buried by the tides, yet now we are dying in this sunless cave... perhaps it is also an punishment from Lord Dragon God for our arrogance."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment, surveying all the sharkman warriors present, trying to memorize each familiar yet strange face.

"Although spreading out would only hasten our deaths, we are now at a point where we have to make a choice..."

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