"I'm able to work, I'm able to…"
"Pu Tong!"
The last Goblin, who was laden with various pieces of equipment and items, fell to the ground with a thud.
Sherlock walked out of the Dungeon Core Main Hall and looked at the large pile of trash outside.
Sherlock picked up the fallen gamers and piled them in a corner. He didn't bother with the items that fell from the backpacks to the ground.
He walked around the Dungeon once. At the Living Quarters, the first level of the building was incomplete. There were many Goblins lying inside in a mess.
After pondering, he went inside and counted the Goblins. Then he counted the Goblins in the corner. There were exactly a hundred gamers.
All the gamers went offline in the Dungeon. He felt that it was a good habit.
He turned around and noticed Brainiac, who looked puzzled.
"Lord Sherlock, I…" Brainiac had just spoken when Sherlock raised his hand and interrupted him.
