Gamers of the Underworld

In the Eternal Kingdom Adventurer’s Guild, the gamers queued up to pay for their badges.

According to the game setting, adventurers were categorized as bronze, silver, gold, and king level. Besides the king level, which was restricted to ten gamers, the gold, silver, and bronze levels were dependent on the number of completed missions and the difficulty of the missions.

Of course, they had to be paid.

All the gamers were at the bronze level. When the elderly Gnome NPC walked in, everyone was looking at him.

The elderly Gnome walked to the Mission Assignment counter, where Brainiac was sitting without any emotion.

Why was Brainiac sitting there? Because Brainiac asked Sherlock, “Can I join the management of the Adventurer’s Guild? I’m very interested in the sociology research of your citizens.” Sherlock generously agreed to his request.

[Amended the role of Brainiac from Eternal Kingdom’s Revival Specialist to Eternal Kingdom Adventurer’s Guild mission manager.]

After the public announcement, Brainiac was transferred to the Adventurer’s Guild at the old district.

Though Sherlock had arranged for Evelynn to be the receptionist at the Adventurer’s Guild, as she was still a wanted criminal and was under immense pressure, Sherlock thought that putting Brainiac at the Adventurer’s Guild was a good choice.

When Eggface asked to be the CEO of the Adventurer’s Guild, Sherlock declined immediately. Sherlock wasn’t sure if the gamers would do the assigned mission, but Eggface would definitely make the gamers work for him.

It was safer to place the small Black Dragon under Sherlock’s surveillance.

“Greetings, how can I help you?” Brainiac spoke without emotion to the elderly Gnome.

Brainiac hoped that his cordial tone and his smiling movement of his jaw would make him more approachable.

“I heard that the Adventurer’s Guild will accept any mission. Is that true?” the elderly Gnome said as he sat down.

“Yes, whether your toilet bowl is clogged, your roof is leaking, or your door needs to be unlocked, the Eternal Kingdom Adventurer’s Guild will provide the best service.”

Brainiac passed a card to the Gnome and said, “This is our name card with our contact details. You may send your incinerated letter to us at any time.”

“Thank you.” The elderly Gnome took Brainiac’s name card, squinted his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, “I have a grandson who is addicted to gambling. I hope you can help him change his ways.”

“What! Addicted to gambling? Don’t worry, I’ll get the Level 13 God of Addiction Cure to help you fulfill your wish!”

A Gnome followed by many other Gnomes behind the elderly Gnome jumped out and surrounded the customer.

“You called him God when he’s only Level 13? If I’m Level 15, do I call the shots?”

“Don’t worry, elder, if I teach your grandson my military martial art, I guarantee that he’ll turn over a new leaf and give up gambling.”

“Elder, give me the phone number of your grandson. I’m also a gambler. I’ll help him as much as possible. I’ll place bets using his phone number. How much I win depends on fate.”

The gamers smiled jovially. They didn’t realize that it was a depressing affair.

“Line up properly. The Guild has a comprehensive set of rules. You can’t take on any mission that you like,” Brainiac shouted at the gamers.

Sherlock walked over and smiled jovially, and Eggface followed behind, carrying a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea. He drank the tea as he walked until there was no more tea. He arrived in front of the elderly Gnome and passed him the empty teacup as he said, “Elder, please have some tea.”

The elderly Gnome was too scared to sit down after being intimidated by Eggface’s dominance.

Sherlock exerted his dominance to restrain the gamers so that they wouldn’t scare the first customer away. That would be inauspicious.

The elderly Gnome trembled while he took the cup. Then Sherlock said, “You’re very smart to seek help from our Adventurer’s Guild. Whatever requests you have, we’ll help to fulfill them. All you need to do is fill out a form and place a reward deposit. Leave the rest to us. We’ll collect a service charge of 5% from the reward. The minimum is five Magic Stones. Since you are the first customer, I’ll waive your fees.”

The elderly Gnome completed the form according to Brainiac’s guidance. Then he stood up to thank Sherlock.

The Gnome’s mission was simple—bring his grandson out at the designated address and persuade him not to gamble.

The elderly Gnome began to describe his family background.

After his grandson got married, he didn’t work hard because he was addicted to gambling. He dreamed of becoming rich by gambling. His family disintegrated, and his wife and children left him. Now he was renting a house outside, and he couldn’t even afford the rent for next month.

The only wish of the elderly Gnome was for his grandson to get rid of his gambling addiction and be a useful person in society.

He completed the form just as he finished explaining his grandson’s background. Then Sherlock let the elderly Gnome return home. The gamers outside followed behind the elderly Gnome.

That was because the gamers wanted to see if there were any subsequent Plots.

“Citizens of Eternal Kingdom, we have a new entrusted mission. It sounds simple, but it’s not easy to tackle. Addicted gamblers are more devilish than the Devils. To make them quit gambling is like asking Satan to believe in the Sacred Light. However, you have to try to help.”

Sherlock looked firmly at the gamers and said, “I’ll need the most powerful warrior for this mission. I’ll start the auction at one silver coin. Bidding will increase in increments of 100 bronze coins. You will get the bid straight away if you offer 100 Magic Stones.”