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 Undead had hit a wall in their interactions.


In real life, they might be socially anxious, but once they entered the game, they became the freest and most unconstrained people.


Watching an Undead try to verbally assault the short and plump Pustule Exile to bridge their relationship, Boyd, who just walked out of the room with Lind, couldn't help but say, "Don't mess with that guy, he's not picky."


The Undead shuddered and immediately stepped back to Lind's side.


Fearful, only by standing beside Lind could they feel safe.


Only Lind and Boyd had dinner, which consisted of dried meat and coarse bread. The texture was so bad that Lind felt his teeth, strong enough to bite through a steel sword, were being obstructed.


But it tasted much better than boiled beans!


The Undead also had their own snacks; some were bored and pulled out weapons to clean and maintain, while others spaced out, probably browsing the official website.


Chapter 375 Master Boyd