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?!

The autumn night wind swayed past the thistles by the horseshoes.


The mosquitoes were still rampant, and the horse's tail flicked lightly.


"Smack!" Someone slapped their face, then bent down close to the campfire, saw the bloodied mosquito in their palm, laughed with delight, then grabbed a handful of dirt, rubbed it in their palm, and dabbed away the blood.


Lind was eating a thin wheat cracker with a bowl of thick "gravy" made from peas and potatoes—it was so thick that if you turned the bowl upside down, the gravy wouldn't even spill out, akin to solidified lard.


The accompanying military chef would kindly wipe the splattered soup off the rim of the bowl with an apron before serving, ensuring the rim was clean and tidy. However, when Lind stuffed a mouthful of the dish with his cracker, the complex flavors made him nostalgically realize he was indeed no material for hardships.


Chapter 358 update, [The Era of the Great Rift Expedition] has arrived