Dreamland MMORPG Book 2: A Hard-working Thief of Justice Rising.

Chapter 35: Density And Mutated Weapons.

Beat had been busy with Perpetua Mare and preparing all the big events to be launched. Still it was a lot easier and funny than handling the entire big guild mess that there was.
For him it was a constant struggle for evading the control of the guilds and progression, after all the one who should handle it was Zero.

Still this event of Perpetua Mare was extremely important. If anything went wrong, it would be an extreme and utter chaos. One single attack to the GMs would taint their reputation and show weakness and if you left the JGA, Lion's Heart and Black Order a chance to show their fangs… It would be a drag and at the same time an utter chaos.
Which would anger Duraralt more than Beat, who liked to see chaos. And that meant a hell of a beating for those big guilds and for anyone who would cause such chaos.

Meanwhile, Diane was busy in the academy. She had to fill at least 188 files to allow around 188 PSY players to go to different small groups and guilds but she received a surprising visit that she liked a lot. Deadlast came to see her and that made her happy, even if she would never admit it.
-Deadlast: Hello Diane.
-Diane: Deadlast. Good to see your fine body around here.
-Deadlast: Stop playing like that. When you find someone you really like… HeHe won't take you seriously.
-Diane: “Then stop being so blind for once and go for the kiss!” Well, then that someone should have a more open and a less obsessed mind.
-Deadlast: If you think that you will see me blushing… You really are not on your brightest day.
Alvyn was seeing the conversation from outside and just could face-palm. Deadlast was just blind or he was just trying hard to not fall for Diane. After all few men would not be able to say no to Diane in real life or in Dreamland.
The reason to that is simple. You can't change a lot your avatar in Dreamland and that means that you cannot change your shape.

And so if someone is an eye candy in Dreamland: In the real world it will be the same. Unless you use Butler or Maid skills, those change your appearance but only in making you more beautiful or an skill like Illusionist but that one only works for a short time.
Meanwhile Oboro was literally trying to break a wall with his own head due to an stress attack caused by Deadlast dense mind.
-Oboro: Why is he so dense!? It is reaching the levels of Duraralt!
-Alvyn: No, that would be lazy to correspond her feelings. Deadlast is simply unaware of them and thinks that she only wants to toy with him.
-Oboro: And why we do not tell him?
-Alvyn: Would he believe us?
-Oboro: Yeah, right. You are better with the people's feelings than me.
-Alvyn: That is experience, my friend.
-Oboro: Well. Let's keep looking.
Oboro and Alvyn try to see their conversation through the keyhole in the door of the room where Diane was.

Meanwhile Duraralt was in the house of Minnie crafting and felt a chill on his back with Vilge seeing Duraralt's work.
-Duraralt: I feel like someone called me lazy. What a drag.
-Vilge: But you are lazy as hell when you want.
-Duraralt: Talks the battle junkie.
-Vilge: At least I am not a crafting junkie. How many tries it has taken for you to make an S class mutated axe? 80 or so?
-Duraralt: If you think that it is easy to get the switching part right… You should be crafting.
-Vilge: I think that it is not efficient.
-Duraralt: Then you are in a world of pain if you look down these weapons. Literally Beatech went to the mechanic expertise in this weapons.
-Vilge: Well, you were testing its crafting difficulty. Let's try to get it working.
Vilge smiled at Duraralt and he started shivering.

Sorry for the delay, I was busy working on Monsterpedia, News and Lore.

I hope you enjoy this chapter that only puts the mood for the next chapters.

Have a great day and sorry again for the delay!