Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 34.2: Crazy Undead

With their plan settled, Hal, who was usually annoyed to death by players, displayed an unprecedented sense of dedication during the day's work shift. He attentively observed the undead performing tasks under his supervision with a sharp and focused gaze.

"When will these laborious days of bricklaying end!"

"Damn it! My last bit of Potential won't increase no matter what!"

"Who mixed this batch of cement? It's so watery that it won't stick. Why wasn't it rejected?"

"I used the money earned from manual labor to buy lipstick for my wife. She said she won't forcefully take off my helmet next time…"

"Are we going to the Spider Cave tonight?"

"You still intend to go? Haven't you lost enough equipment?"

"I feel that there's no point in farming monsters at the Spider Cave. Just picking up equipment would probably make us a fortune…"

Although there were only about a dozen or so undead, the noise made by these bunch created a bustling vibe resembling that of a marketplace. On top of that, the noise from Tuttle's and Finley's sites added on to the background sound. Hal's temples were throbbing, and he had the urge to draw his longsword and go on a rampage…

Hal exerted utmost self-control to suppress his irritation. Just then, an undead ran over, screaming and shouting.

"Hey, hey, have you heard? Ou Huang has already gone for job advancement. The first mage in the game has appeared!"

"Whoa, f*ck! Is that true?"

"That guy was level 1 the moment he logged in and could change jobs once he ground enough reputation. That's why he's faster than others."

"That's so unfair! My Potential is only 32!"

"Who told the damn developers to make Potential random? Even if you are unlucky, all you can do is accept that fact."

"How about we go and kill Lord Yang? Everyone would be on equal footing if we all can't change jobs!"

Hal's entire body trembled.

Players, who were used to the incessant chatter while laboring away, didn't find anything wrong with these exchanges, and they continued to chat.

"Dream on. Even Wife Vanilla an

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