Bored Gamer In Other Worlds Chapter 485
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One night passed wildly for both Freya and Clark.
Another satisfied woman was seen in the aftermath of this hot affair and our bored gamer could only sleep with a smile on having this accomplishment.
It did not need telling that the body he was using now was only the true copy clone that belonged to the innate skill of a harpy monster.
His true body was of course in another room nearby as he continued to refine the dragon meat and essence into his own strength.
When morning came, our good gamer could not help but be surprised with the familiar voice that rang in his ears.
"DING!"
"Do you wish to get your daily sign in reward, host?" Nancy asked with the same sweet voice that she has. Clark's true body opened his eyes in astonishment.
It was obvious that he had not expected to get anymore sign in rewards with the change of location that happened to him just recently.
"Of course, Nancy. Please give me my sign in reward for today." Since this op system continued to take effect, Clark was of course not stupid to deny the gifts given to him right now.
"Affirmative, host."
"DING!"
"Congratulations, host. You have received 100 pieces of Boom Boxes!" Nancy announced in a neutral voice. The system knew that this thing was practically useless for our very own protagonist.
"Hmmm... Then I guess tomorrow will bring me better results than today." Clark did not let this find dishearten him at all.
One should know that in the last 3 years alone, he had already harvested many top tier secret techniques for him to use. Nevertheless, it would not hurt to have more of them at all.
"Let me continue." Our bored gamer muttered as he closed his eyes once more and resumed in his tireless refining job thereafter.
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While Clark's true body was busy in his lonesome, his true copy clone body began to meet this day with its usual challenges.
He ate merrily with his family and this peaceful atmosphere brought at least a semblance of normality to these one hundred immigrants from another world.
Alas, this only lasted for half a day and no more.
"DING!"
"DING!"
"DING!" A long and high pitched alarm resounded in the camp that erased whatever smile there was on the faces of this small community.
"Don't panic. Stay within the safety of the camp and you will be fine." Amira Walker's voice rang loudly in the big speakers around the camp.
Unfortunately, this has only brought several questions amongst its inhabitants.
"What's going on here?"
"Are we about to get attacked or something?"
"Who knows? But let's just stay here and follow Miss Walker's orders."
"I don't want to gamble my life and face what's out there in the wild." The people conversed amongst themselves in whispered voices.
They had seen yesterday about how direct and blunt the android could be and so not one amongst them chose to raise their voices at this time.
There was a few minutes of stillness before anyone saw something odd in the distance. And when they did, these normal mortals could definitely not sit still in the aftermath.
"LOOK! What are those things?!" A man full of muscles shrieked in fear. He saw a horde of little green things about the size of children and all of them wore terribly ugly faces.
"Are those g – goblins?" A young kid asked in a cute voice. Alas, his voice was drowned out to the panic that rose in the hearts of his adult counterparts.
"Miss Walker! There's monsters out there!" The big ones had a gift of stating the obvious.
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From the forest and unto the nearby river, these green monsters walked and swam with apparent glee on their disfigured faces. There were about 50 or more of them at first glance.
When the first goblin arrived wet on the gentle hill where the camp was situated, the terror of these human inhabitants rose to yet another peak.
"Miss Walker! HELP!"
"These things are going to eat us!"
"Kill them all quickly! Please!" The fathers and mothers practically plead without shame.
They were just normal mortals from before who knew nothing of the great wickedness of this universe.
But now that they had come face to face with the vile unknown, one could only imagine the horror in their souls.
The goblins were curious and looked at the amazing buildings in the camp.
Greed marked their faces alongside the obvious sight of curiosity and so they began marching higher into the newly created human encampment.
These little monsters talked amongst themselves in something indecipherable to the ears of humans.
"RAT!"
"RAT!"
"RAT!" Since Miss Walker did not know the language of goblins, she welcomed her unexpected visitors with something very understandable indeed.
"Ayieeeeeeeeee!" The front goblins screamed in surprise and pain when they showered on the debris of earth and stone alike.
It did not need telling that Miss Walker was quite kind in her delivery since the bullets of her mounted automated gatling guns only decimated the ground a few inches from these goblins and not on their green flesh.
If not, they would have long turned into a pulpy mess of bullet ridden dead things.
"REEEEEEEEEEEE!" The goblins then ran as fast as they could away from the camp.
Although they were not too smart to begin with but they were also not absolute idiots to face this kind of threat with nothing but their primitive weapons alone.
Pikes, spears, falchions, long knives, some of them even carried a shield and a throwing net but all of these combined could definitely not hold water against the high tech weapons that the humans employed on their hands.
"Miss Walker!"
"Thank you!"
"You are the best!"
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Men and women showered praises unto the camp leader. Some of the young men even looked at Amira Walker with plain adoration on their eyes.
It did not need telling that they were unaware of Miss Walker's true identity as a mere android.
"Goblins, huh? And here I thought that my stay in this world would be a dull one." Our bored gamer muttered from within his private sanctum of peaceful refining.
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