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?!

Some Undead thought to themselves, if it was that unfair, then they just would not play the game anymore. But on second thought, there was only one game in the whole world that they could play in their dreams while asleep.


Might as well appreciate the attention to detail in the game, it's not like it's unplayable.


"We are God's Knights, here to save this world," they reasoned. "We appear when we're needed, and disappear when we're not. Isn't that quite fitting?"


Miss Tao Lexi was furiously crunching numbers, even though it was deep into the night.


The sudden vindictive spending spree of the Undead had brought her painstakingly built market to the brink of collapse, and at that moment, Tao Lexi finally understood what Lind meant.


"He was right, the Undead are the main players."


Chapter 451 version ends, updating..._3