World's Strongest Troll

Chapter 458 User Growth (2)

Arcadia has billions of users.

Since most of the world's population was enjoying playing, the number of adventurers wandering the continent of Arcadia was enormous, but their influence was not as high as expected.

- Arcadia is fun, but it's a flaw that it takes too long to play.

-sympathy. If you really want to play properly, you have to give up your current life and do it full-time.

- It takes 3-4 days to properly explore the dungeon, even if you run full-time, but office workers can't see it.

- I should make a party only for office workers. It's a headache if you join a full-time player.

- The game is fun, but it's a bit disappointing that it's too hardcore.

-Be considerate of light users, you damn operator.

Excluding full-time gamers who bet everything on Arcadia, office gamers who can only invest 3 to 4 hours a day and 1 to 2 hours at a minimum. Even so, there were not a small number of people who only accessed it on weekends, so only a few of them had grown or established a foundation that actually had an impact on Arcadia to some extent.

But...

- The slime revolution.

-witch hunt.

- Continent integration.

- Resurrection of divinity.

-Invasion of machine civilization.

-The Second Holy Magic War.

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Fantastic trolling by some users who, as if they didn't care about that situation, piled up firewood and threw the whole oil drum and set it on fire in a difficult and difficult game.

As a result, in the numerous epics of Arcadia that have taken place so far, most users were nothing more than spectators or mere extras who had to suck their fingers.

-??? It's been a hard fight, but it's a draw?

- My level is now 100, but the enemy is level 200? Are you crazy? human?

-Are these bastards bringing this to break now or to die?

-Ah-oh! This damn shit is real. make it hard to get a refund

The basic balance has been completely abandoned. 99% of users have suffered and suffered countless times as a result of going through all the scenarios that were scheduled to take place in as short as several years and as long as ten years without considering the level and capabilities of the current users.

In the end, they felt immensely tired and exhausted.

To look at the success of the privileged 1% with just envious eyes.

To the appearance of an enemy with overwhelming force that even the opponent could not dare.

Feeling helpless that there is nothing you can do in this world.

and the result. Among these 99%, a phenomenon naturally began to appear.

-Is there a Black Malang Cow who is still participating in the scenario? Ha ha ha ha ha

- Ignoring the scenario and just hunting in the hunting ground is more efficient.

-You can watch it live on Arfandia, but why are you crawling on that limb?

-Yeah~ I'm going to make it to the level of a dog's answer anyway. don't go~ don't go~

-I assure you, there is another guy again today who didn't understand the subject and participated in the scenario, then died right away and howled madly about losing an item.

learning effect.

Most of the users who have died in countless scenarios and shed bloody tears while suffering enormous damage due to death penalty, let alone pay their own wages. And they made the most rational and rational decision in the midst of those painful memories and experiences.

The decision to wait and see, ridiculing everyone else, announcing that he would never participate in that crazy scenario.

And as a result, the final narrative that will bring the end to Arcadia has become a scenario that has been thoroughly abandoned by most adventurers.

A medium-sized Countess of Asimov located in the Western Continent.

Unlike other territories, this place, which had been established as a wealthy territory thanks to its geographical advantage as an important transportation hub and plentiful grains grown in the huge plain, had quite a lot of soldiers and recruited excellent knights and wizards to defend against enemy invasion. It was a place that was thoroughly worked out.

“Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Kurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”

However, all those efforts were turned completely in vain by the bizarre-looking Chimera Corps that suddenly appeared filling up such a wide plain one day.

The Territory Army lost all its soldiers and excellent knights trained over a long period of time not in battle but in one-sided slaughter. Those in the form of huge insects that seemed to be a mixture of numerous creatures rushed at them with goosebumps and screams. They were running madly towards the huge walls and gates.

Kwaaang. Wow.

The gate trembled with a huge roar as he swung his sharp claws like a mantis and hit the hard exoskeleton in the shape of a huge horn on his head. Originally, it was a hard and solid castle gate that would not budge no matter how huge a siege pendulum was brought and struck dozens or hundreds of times.

Uzijik. Kwadeudeuk.

“Keugh! The defenses... the defenses are being breached!”

Soldiers hiding behind the gates with frightened faces. They shuddered and shouted at the sight of the chimeras visible through the cracks in the bursting-out door, seemingly unwilling to fight.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu000save me!”

“We... are all going to die!”

“Aaaaaaaaaaa! run away! hurry!”

“Where are you running away! Grab your weapon and hold on to the end! Don't you even think about your families behind us!”

The defenders who fell into panic in an instant and became violent. And the knights who try to calm them down somehow and keep the line. However, Count Asimov, the ruler of the estate and their ruler, who watched them, did not say anything.

Just looking at those terrible monsters madly trying to enter this place, the home of himself and everyone else... he instinctively sensed that this moment was the final moment of this territory.

Aaaaaaang.

“Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“Kyaaaaaaa!”

The castle gate exploded in two with an intense roar.

And soon, hundreds of thousands of monsters, screaming and rushing at high speed, hurriedly rushed in and started their own festival.

“Quaaaaaaagh!”

“Gagging...!”

Awesome. puddeudeuk.

The ground is dyed red, and those who were alive until just now fall down in agony.

Looking at the grotesque and horrendous scene of those hideous monsters devouring their flesh and bones, he turned to the sky and cursed God.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..”

The hell that has arrived in one's territory.

Asimov grieved as he watched the end of countless innocent villagers dying, filled with endless screams and screams of pain from all sides.

“I promised to be with us until the end...”

An immortal being from the other world and wandering Arcadia.

adventurer.

There were a lot of lords who didn't like people who were just vagrants with nothing, but because it was a huge and economically sound territory, Asimov promoted a lot of policies that were quite friendly to these adventurers.

That's why his county was always crowded with countless adventurers and was always full of energy. Until these bizarre monsters appeared...

“I really envy you..... The fact that you can escape from this hell...

” Adventurers who suddenly disappeared one day. Seeing that the guilds that had promised to do everything in their power to protect his territory also disappeared overnight, Asimov realized that he and his territory had been abandoned.

“Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

A chimera found Asimov standing blankly gazing at the sky.

He just watched as the monster screamed and ran, staring blankly at the giant claws flying towards him, and then let out the last words helplessly.

“And you are so resentful. Cowardly cowards who fled from disaster.”

In the midst of Count Asimov's heartfelt resentment and despair mixed with sighs, a territory in the western continent had completely disappeared.

While completely abandoned by countless adventurers in a huge narrative that is sweeping across the continent of Arcadia.

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The Western Continent where tragedies like Count Asimov's are happening everywhere.

Because of 99% of the adventurers who had deserted en masse, all damage was concentrated on NPCs who completely disappeared with a single death, and the damage was increasing out of control.

If this continues, even if the catastrophe is prevented, the entire Western Continent could collapse to an irreversible level. However, even in such a gloomy situation, there were definitely very few users who risked death.

“Heuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...”

Verus, a level 120 archer holding a bow with a very nervous face.

He suppressed his trembling body with all his might, facing a chimera with a terrifying appearance straight out of a horror movie.

“Rurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrered by the

chimera, saliva dripped from its mouth full of sharp teeth and rolled its five eyes here and there in search of the chimera. He wanted to run away right now, but Verus couldn't.

“Look... Verus... Now I'm wrong.”

An old man lying down with a fatal wound, as if he had already been attacked by a chimera. He called out to Verus in a weak voice and urged him to run away.

“An enemy you dare not face. Don't waste your precious life in vain just because of an old man who lived enough to live for nothing.”

“Stop talking nonsense! This damn grandpa! Anyway, even if I search, I will come back to life! did you forget?”

Verus screamed in a fit of anger at being told to abandon himself and run away. But at his words, the old man said with a strangely sad smile.

“Even if he is resurrected, it doesn’t mean that his life isn’t very precious. Didn't you come to me before and complain a lot about death?”

death penalty.

24-hour access restrictions, items that reduce experience and skill proficiency, loss of gold, etc...

A system in which the recovery cost and time increase exponentially as the level increases. That's why the death of Verus at level 120 was an incomparably huge loss compared to saving one NPC's life, but he couldn't choose such an inhuman option.

“X foot! Even if you search, it's better to fight and search. They said that if I abandoned Grandpa and ran away, I would be like X the whole time!”

Verus' distant beginner days.

A snarky old NPC that we met by chance and have been interacting with frequently ever since.

He was just an old man enjoying a walk around town, not giving out any quests or items, but to Verus, he was a friendly grandfather who always greeted him.

“die! You damn bug!”

“Kyaaaaaaaaaa!”

Wow. puffy.

That's why, prepared to die, Verus started a one-on-one fight with the Chimera.

He was an archer who had a disadvantage in close combat, so he shot arrows from the maximum distance, but Chimera's basic abilities overwhelmed him.

“Keuuugh... Unlike how it looks, it's filthy fast!”

Woo woo woo.

But...

as soon as his necklace began to emit a soft light, the arrows on the bow string began to have a strange power.

[The Shrine of Amelia's Belief]

An epic accessory found in an ancient ruin discovered by chance. Activating the power contained in the item, Verus shouted as if praying with all his might.

“Please search in one room! You bastard!”

[Vital Point Hit]

[Explosion Poem]

An arrow imbued with power that locks itself in the vital point of a single entity and causes a huge explosion at the same time.

His most powerful special move, a secret that can only be triggered once a week, slammed into Chimera's face and exploded in a huge explosion.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

The Chimera's bodily fluids and head fragments were split into hundreds and thousands of pieces and splattered out in all directions. And soon after seeing the powerless body, Verus let out a sigh of relief.

“Phew..... Really... I almost fell behind.”

He's just glad he survived.

However, Verus' expression showed a sense of bewilderment at the message that filled his eyes.

[You have killed the Chimera.]

[Your level has risen]

[Your level has risen]

[Your level has risen] [Your level has risen]

[Your level has risen]

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Your level has risen]

[ The level has risen.]

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[The skill Emergency Evasion has risen to rank 5]

[The skill Rapid Fire has risen to rank 4]

[The skill Arrow Mastery has risen to rank 7]

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level.

skill proficiency.

The situation where it all went up to the point of nonsense.

He stared blankly at it for a long time before uttering a single word.

“Eh?”