Peeking at the top 100 rankers on the leaderboard, I let out a sigh. When will i, Wang Lao, be a top ranker too.
Gob!
Gob!
[Gobno wants to give you something!]
[Gobno wants to give you something!]
I closed the holographic leaderboard screen.
The Goblin in front of me eagerly extended its hands, offering a handful of coins.
Taking the coins a message popped.
[+10 coins]
[Gobno gave you coins].
Just 10 coins? Well, that aligns with what the forums suggested about employing a goblin for gold mining.
Eyeing the Goblin's beat-up pickaxe, I sighed again. Short on mobs and, turns out, short on decent gear too.
The pickaxe's durability was already down to 50%.
"Hey, Gob, pass me that pickaxe of yours."
I've got to patch it up; can't afford it going kaput on me again.
Exiting the dungeon. I doubted anyone invading my humble dungeon for a mere 4 gold.
I lamented. Truly unlikely. Perhaps i should quit this game already.
Knowing a budget-friendly blacksmith, I headed to his shop, where sweet-talking him secured me an 80% repair discount.
In just 10 minutes, I reached the blacksmith bazaar. Setting up a shop here was truly expensive. A meter costing 1400 gold in rent.
However, his establishment wasn't on the main street; it nestled within the embrace of an alley.
I Finally arrived at the shop, it's tilted sign hinting at the quirkiness within.
As I pushed the door open, the bells chimed, the forums mentioned that the npc's had it as a security measure to ward off potential robbers.
"Malfurd!?" I called, expecting the blacksmith to be diligently refining ore in the back. After a short wait, a figure emerged – a dwarf, or at least someone who bore a striking resemblance. Malfurd, short in stature with a classic dwarf beard.
Swoosh!
With practiced ease, I retrieved the pickaxe from one of my item slots.
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I waited patiently for the repairs to finish; it didn't take long for a low tier pickaxe.
[repair done!]
[+1 simple pickaxe]
Once done, I headed back to the dungeon, handed the now fixed pickaxe to Gobno, and logged off.
Removing my helmet, I glanced at the time on my phone—it was almost time for school. I fetched my laptop and prepared for online classes, though I dreaded the upcoming English sessions, especially since I had two of them today.
After enduring two hours of English classes, the much-needed one-hour break arrived. Opting for a brief escape, I decided to log back into Dungeon Crawl. It's a game I enjoy, boasting an impressive following of over 500 million players and holding the second spot as the most popular game for 15 consecutive years.
[WELCOME BACK! WANG LAO!]
The customary welcome greeted my return to the game.
[-4 Gold]
[Please Upgrade Your Defenses]
[Repairing Damages]
[Reviving Mobs]
Wait a minute!
I'd been raided.
But why?
I opened the holographic screen, eager to discover the audacious player who dared to attack me.
[Mae San – LV 40]
You've got to be kidding me. Why would a level 40 player invade me? My level isn't even in the double digits.
Intrigued, I scouted her dungeon.
A 3D model of her base appeared on a table infront of me.
She boasted over 300 goblins, about 40 golems, and hold on, what! A dragon!?
Those cost over 10 million gold!
Gob!
Gob!
[Gobno wants to give you something!]
[Gobno wants to give you something!]