Silky White Grandma

The Ring of Magic had shattered.
Calamities emerged.
Lind, who had crossed over to become a wild monster NPC at a stronghold in the apocalyptic Magic World, saw a group of undead shouting "Pass the flame" arrive at his territory. They held lofty ideals and were willing to sacrifice themselves to save the world.
Therefore, Lind prepared to masquerade as the village chief of Newbie Village.
Lind: As a remnant of the old era, I will craft a ship that can carry us to the new era.
Player: After enduring endless hardships, we finally met the BOSS, and then the BOSS just knelt down and swore fealty to the lord.
...
"I, the King of Game BOSSes, Just Want to Be a Good Newbie Village Chief"
"Player: Every NPC on Our Side is as Strong as a BOSS"
"Player: That BOSS Actually Can't Beat the Quest NPC We're Supposed to Protect?"
Tags: Lord, Farming, Kindombuilding, Fantasy, Fourth Apocalypse

The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!

Look, isn't that group of people in front of us scrambling for the chance to be dogs?


"This time we're selecting singers," Old Cheli began, "as well as tailors, carpenters..."


No sooner had he finished speaking than a crowd of people immediately raised their hands.


Old Cheli squinted his eyes and smiled, "Everyone has a chance, but whether you cut it or not isn't for you to say."


His smile vanished, "I'd rather sift out some trash than allow anyone just to make up the numbers. The chance to reach heaven in one step is right before your eyes, but whether you can grab it depends on your own abilities."


Entering Star Dragon Ridge-post, saying goodbye to hunger and danger, and living under the guidance of a strong order was indeed a step up to heaven.


Register, be selected, and then divided into groups.


Chapter 83: The Observations of Dwarf Ludo_2