Chapter 360

Her untimely death did not bothered Yuanjuan at all.

In fact, her only regret was that she wasn't the one who had dealt the killing blow to the undead before they both perished...

Besides, in the first place, her main goal for joining this war is to take advantage of her low level and her surplus of resurrection coins to repeatedly kill herself to farm equipment.

Although she intended to have some fun while doing it, she herself knew that at her current strength, the most she could do was to be a cannon fodder and simply experience fighting in such battles.

As a mage, Yuanjuan knows that the normal strategy for her jobclass is to position herself safely in the rear. However, she would be less likely to die if she did this, so she has to move toward the frontline to increase her chances of dying...

Technically she could just kill herself but that's just simply boring and dying on the frontlines proved to be the most fun and exciting way to achieve her goals, especially considering she was already in her 11th cycle of resurrection.

By now, she had already obtained ten sets of equipment and all of them had been stored within Heart of Nature's communal spatial storage ring.

Almost every large guild had similar communal rings, and in Yuanjuan's case, her Guildmaster Li Mu specially raised funds to purchase one so that every member of his guild can freely use it.

In fact, after the quest was released, there were quite a lot of players who thought of doing the same thing as her.

She even heard that some players who had reached the maximum level cap of 40 considered doing it, as the equipment, which is valued at around 4000 contribution points, could offset the penalty they would incur by dying.

However, most players had limited resurrection coins and couldn't afford to die too many times.

Apart from those fortunate individuals like Yuanjuan who won their resurrection coins in the lottery, most players who possessed a surplus of them were already wealthy enough. They didn't lack contribution points and showed little interest in the rewards being offered by this quest.

They just wanted to have a good time on the battlefield...

After once again changing her outfit, hairstyle, and smudging her face with dirt to ensure that the dwarves wouldn't recognize her, Yuanjuan once more used the long-distance teleportation array to return back to the City of Blades...

At this moment, the teleportation array was still bustling with crowds of players.

Among them, there were those who had returned after resurrecting, like Yuanjuan, but there were also some first-timers who had just received the news and rushed over to take on the quest.

Most of them immediately after arriving queued up in a line, as they wait for the city officials to provide them with an equipment before heading towards the outer walls to join the battle.

However, just as Yuanjuan was about to take her turn, a sudden commotion erupted among the people in front of her.

"What!? Are you saying there's no more equipment? They have all been distributed?"

Yuanjuan was slightly stunned upon hearing this news.

The equipment have all been distributed?"

Wait a minute...They actually ran out of equipment?

Isn't this a game?

Shouldn't this kinds of rewards be unlimited?

Could it be that...someone reported what we were doing, and the game developers found that we were exploiting this loophole to farm equipment?

Yuanjuan frowned.

At this moment, the dark dwarf in charge of distributing the equipment wiped the sweat off his forehead and smiled bitterly.

"Um...we're truly sorry. We didn't expect that many of you would actively participate in this battle. Initially, we had prepared eight thousand sets of equipment, but we didn't expect them to quickly run out like this..."

Upon hearing the dwarf's response, the players in line exploded in an instant:

"Only eight thousand sets!? Isn't that too little?"

"Did the devs deliberately limit the supply? I know some people are farming the equipment, but it's our first time here!"

"Yeah! What can we do without an equipment? We can't just go fight the undead barehanded, can we?"

"Yeah! Yeah! We still haven't got an equipment since it's our first time!"

Yuanjuan also shouted among them.

Looking at the crowd of angry elves in front of him, the dark dwarf in charge of distribution also felt a headache.

Alas...they really didn't expect that so many elves would actually participate!

Eight thousand sets of equipment were distributed so quickly just like that!

Does it mean that tens of thousands of elves actually came as their reinforcements?

Such a mere fact alone was quite an exciting news, but also it left them in a bit of an awkward situation when they couldn't provide these elves with their promised equipment.

Nevertheless, just as the surrounding elves grew increasingly agitated, Chief Brein, who had been informed of the situation earlier, finally arrived.

As his gaze swept over the huge gathering of elves, a sense of overwhelming sensation washed over Brein.

It turns out there are so many elves?!

By the gods!

When he was overseeing the situation on the wall, the Elven casualties seemed too high, but little did he know, so many elves had actually participated in this war.

Although Brein had indeed hoped for such a larger number of elves to join the battle, when their numbers actually exceeded his imagination, Brein began to have some doubts about it.

When did elves become so common?

Just where did all these guys really came from?

Or perhaps, was the information that Elvenkind is teetering on the edge of extinction and their penchant for peace was, in fact, false all along?

Was it all a ruse by those human merchants who sold elven slaves to them at high prices?

Indeed... after witnessing the crazy behavior of these elves in the battlefield, as a follower of the goddess of death, Brein's initial concern was not their true identity but rather, whether the legends he had previously known about them were largely inaccurate.

After all, as inhabitants of the underground who almost have never gone to the surface, most of their source of information only comes from those traveling human merchants.

However, regardless of where these elves actually came from, being the subjects of the oracle by their Patron Deity made them the most dependable reinforcements on their side.

And since the Goddess of Death's oracle actually promised to provide them with equipment, then Brein naturally would not dare to break the promise that his Patron Deity had proclaimed.

Nevertheless, this puts him in a dilemma, and after pondering for a moment, Brein stated:

"The promised equipment... will definitely be given to everyone. I have already arranged for people to collect them at the city wall."

With that, he sighed:

"Your fallen comrades... are truly courageous warriors!"

And upon hearing Brein's statement, some players gradually grasped the implications of his words...

"Wait a minute...is he asking us to use the... um... equipment left behind by the elves who died?!"

Brein did not deny it:

"Our situation is urgent, leaving us no choice but to resort to this course of action."

However, as soon as he voiced out these words, the surrounding elves erupted into commotion once more.

"N-No! This is unacceptable! The equipment of our fallen comrades solely belongs to them! We cannot use it!"

""Those personal belongings are sacred and inviolable! They belong to them and cannot be used as our rewards!"

"That's right! This is a matter of principle!"

Looking at the elves as they stood their ground with firm attitudes, Brein was left speechless.

Why are these guys so stubborn!

Should he commend them for honoring their fallen comrades, or should he criticize them for being too stubborn?

Their owners were already dead, so what's the use of all that discarded equipment?

Unbeknownst to Brein, the people he ordered to reclaim the discarded equipment on the battlefield probably wouldn't be able to find more than a few sets...

Brein thought for a moment and then said:

"Alright, everyone, let's put aside the issue of using your fallen comrades' equipment for now. At the same time, how about we make a list for the time being. I promised that when the war is over, everyone on the list can return here to collect your equipment. As for your fallen comrades' belongings, you can notify their relatives to come and reclaim them."

Brein has made up his mind to quickly contact other member city-states to produce more equipment as soon as possible!

Although the financial strain of producing additional equipment at such a rush would hit Blade City hard, it paled in comparison to the importance of winning the war.

Of course, he also had another alternative plan in mind:

"Additionally...for those who have already arrived with their own equipment, we can instead offer the equivalent value in gold coins as compensation for the equipment reward. If you agree, we'll reward you in gold coins rather than equipment. What do you guys think about that?"

Immediately upon hearing Brein's proposition, the surrounding elves this time all universally agreed.

"Oh, this is actually quite a good idea!"

"Being rewarded in gold coins instead of equipment sounds good to me! Alternatively, if you prefer, you could also pay us with magical stones or any good quality forging materials! I definitely won't refuse!"

"Haha! Same here, same here!"

Seeing the elves instantly change their minds, Brein finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Blade City would not be able to produce an additional set of equipment right away, his city was quite affluent and rich in forging materials!

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[ WE RESPECT THE DECEASED AND NOT WEAR THEIR EQUIPMENT ]

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