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?!

"There's no monsters to kill, might as well cause some trouble."


Magic Bull was only thinking about returning after completing the quest, enduring the hardships to come back, then watching other Undead blissfully farming materials. It was clear which option to choose.


"Would it be a problem if I postpone the quest for a month or two?"


Aren't all video games like this? A supposedly urgent quest can be held off for months without conversation.


Unlike now, he could totally hitch a ride to farm materials and gear up really well.


Getting a set of equipment here was much easier than in the Undead-led Newbie Village.


"It doesn't matter when I submit the quest!"


Magic Bull set his heart on gearing up first and then joined a team.


This team's setup was quite interesting.


This lineup, enough to make one despair, made Magic Bull, who had little experience surviving in Magic Land, want to turn around and leave.


Chapter 517: King of Black Phosphorus Delivered to the Door_2