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?!

In Magic Land, the natives didn't know the particularities of the Undead.


The information gap granted a sizable window of opportunity to the Undead, yet, it was distinctly an Undead maneuver to earn their first fortune by capitalizing on the notion that "humans are a delicious and rare ingredient."


"In any case, Undead are bound to become universally detested, so anything goes."


Lind's mindset was very stable, even if the Undead didn't resort to such tactics, they were bound to be at odds with most of the people in this land.


No one has heard of an ingredient trying to curry favor with a Predator.


Only a BOSS like himself would think outside the box and cherish the Undead like treasures, holding them in hand for fear of them escaping, keeping them close for fear of losing them. In short, he was afraid of them running away.


Chapter 421 Loyalty Firmer Than Steel