Chapter 498: Spending My Money on Lind?

At the break of dawn, the Undead-led Newbie Village finally welcomed another batch of new customers.

They were wearing equipment from various countries and cultures.

Some were clad in black crow feather cloaks, emanating an aura of darkness, others wore hunting-style short shirts made from beasts' skins and teeth, and yet some even fashioned huge helmets from the heads of demon beasts.

"How many undead are there now?"

Magdalena, thinking of herself as the leader of the Undead-led Newbie Village.

She was rallying the undead and assigning them tasks.

During her previous interactions with 3000 undead, she had already become aware of the undead's working style, as stupid yet clear, they almost don't keep any secrets.

Even NPCs native who are skilled at leading conversations with words have learned about Earth from the undead, who consider it a game Easter egg, answering without any concealment, and even voluntarily elaborating upon simple questions.

The reason is for fun.