Chapter 40: What the Saviors of the World (Players) Can Do

Awakening from being possessed by the spirit of the tower, the old mage grabbed Jiang Qiao’s hands with a ghastly expression on his face.

“It’s the end of the world, the apocalypse!” The old mage’s wrinkled hands grabbed at Jiang Qiao with a deathly grip, widening his eyes in fear. “I saw the moment the world ended, and the devil’s star…The devil’s star is coming!”

The old mage’s words were the same as one of the astrologers at the Astrology Tower.

“Where is His Highness? I must inform Prince Segman!” The old mage seemed to come to his senses and started looking for Segman, and when he saw the latter at the enhancing stall, he quickly let go of Jiang Qiao’s hands and ran over to Segman.

“Forgive me, great Devourer God…It is my duty to inform the natives of this world.”

A crisp voice like chiming bells rang in Jiang Qiao’s ears, and he raised his head to see a living being that was glowing dimly appear in front of him.

This living being was very petite, and had a body of light gray fur. She was humanoid, but her proportions were around three-heads tall, and even though his eyes and mouth were like a human’s but her nose looked like a rabbit’s while a pair of furry bunny ears sprouted from her head.

This tower spirit’s appearance was enough to be the object of the fantasies of some people with strange hobbies.

“Also, can you tell that old mage something else?” Jiang Qiao didn’t mind that the spirit of the tower told the news that the former believers of Ocean Blue were going to invade this plane.

After all, the natives of this world had strong battle force too. There were only 3100 players in the Sacred Souls server at this point, and there were about 300~500 additional players every day. Players could increase the maximum limit of the server by 5~15 every time they cleared dungeons.

The more elite players that were more than Level 30 composed a pitifully small percentage of these players, with only 130 thirty of them. Perhaps these players would be able to become more than Level 40 in fifteen days, while players like FreeMilk would be able to get to Level 50, but it was still way too early to think of defeating the Ocean Blue Divinity Plane that had an average of Level 60s.

If the tower spirit told the natives about the ‘apocalypse’, they would definitely send their armies and troops to this plane to protect it, and there were quite a lot of natives that were more than Level 40~50.

But borrowing the strength of the natives would only be on the condition that they don’t get into trouble with the players.

Small scale conflicts were fine, but large scale ones were troublesome, so Jiang Qiao had to change the view of natives towards players.

The easiest way to do so was to make them think that players were heroes, or saviors, or the chosen ones of the world… Or something along those lines.

This was a common setting in games that players were characters that acted as saviors of the world.

“You go tell that old mage that…We’re the sacred souls that you summoned to this world, a and that we’re a great presence from a faraway world tasked with the duty to protect this world on the brink of destruction, and basically describe us as high and mightily as you can. In short, you should let them think that we’re saviors of the world, and let them call us great sacred souls.”

In Jiang Qiao’s opinion, the best way to motivate players to do quests was by… having NPCs suck up to them nonstop, in every possible way possible—Call them saviors, call them heroes, call them their one and only hope, and by doing so those players would even do planting and grass-plucking missions willingly.

After all, helping NPCs with chores was Chosen One 101.

“I… think I understand…” The tower spirit was still extremely scared and reserved as she talked with Jiang Qiao, mainly because Ocean Blue had been staring at her the whole time.

Anyone would be hard-pressed to keep their cool when they were being locked on by a lion…No, a tyrannosaurus.

Under the pressure of possibly being eaten, the tower spirit quickly floated over to the old mage who was rushing towards Segman, and possessed him once again.

On the other end, Segman was in a battle of wits with Enhancer Ellie.

“Can I really enhance my weapons by putting it in this strange alchemic apparatus?” Segman was attracted by that woman calling him a ‘handsome lad’.

“The effect of my Enhancing Machines is absolute! If you don’t believe me, you can try it out~” Ellie teased, her smiling expression hard to read.

Honestly, Segman was in a rush to grow stronger at the moment for a few reasons. The first was because he wanted to reclaim the first sacred record, and the second was to impress the beautiful priestess from earlier.

Segman still remembered when she said to wait for her until tomorrow, and so he did not want to pull the team back. Instead, he wanted to be the strongest in the team!

At his current stage, the fastest way he could enhance his abilities was by improving his equipment and sacred relics, and so he saw a glimmer of hope from these Enhancing Machines.

“I hope you aren’t tricking me!” Segman took out a well-made shortsword and threw it into the machine, while the Enhancer Ellie only smiled enigmatically without saying anything.

The first enhancement didn’t require any magical stones or any payment of the sort, sort of like a trial run.

The round machine started jumping and shaking as Segman pressed the activation button, and the lights and data on the machine started blinking and flashing.

Seeing these movements, Segman quickly took several steps back, thinking that this strange device was going to blow up.

After two seconds, the enhancing machine returned to normal, and then the machine ‘spat’ out the shortsword that Segman threw into it promptly.

Segman reached over and held the shortsword in his hand, and it seemed to have been filled with a lively warmth, as if he was holding a living breathing sword. On the blade of the sword, there was a newly formed runic number on it, and Segman could understand that it meant ‘+1’.

Slashing the blade in the air, it cut through the air with a crisp-sounding ‘whoosh’.

The sharpness of the blade had definitely increased!

In Segman’s world, it was seen as a given that mages would have to know how to use swords to be considered as a good knight, so he was quite versed in swordsmanship too.

He could definitely feel the enhancement in the strength and durability of the shortsword.

“Can you continue to enhance this?”

Segman immediately asked the Enhancer Ellie, feeling the doors to a new world open up to him.

“The second enhancement requires two magical stones~”

Segman immediately took out two magical stones and stuffed them into Ellie’s hand, and then he threw the sword back into the Enhancing Machine. After another bout of vigorous shaking, the sword was spat out again, and the ‘+1’ turned into ‘+2’.

Segman swung the sword in the air, and he clearly felt the sharpness of the blade increase again. This time, he seemed to feel like he could slash open the air itself.

“Hey! This device…How many times can you enhance a single weapon?” Segman asked, suppressing his excitement.

“An unlimited amount of times, but it ain’t cheap handsome~”

A cunning smile appeared on Enhancer Ellie’s face. In Jiang Qiao’s setting, he would never expose the fact that… there was a risk in enhancing equipment.