NPC into Player: Let's Wreck This Game

Chapter 133: The Alarmer and The Leveler

Nara seemed not to buy what Bloom just told her. In a way or another, he wasn't lying! She glanced shortly at him before saying:

"Finding the alarmer is easy, but this what did you call him again?" she asked.

"Leveler."

"Yes, this leveler is I dunno, it would be a first for a group to look for some low leveled players to join their ranks!"

She was telling the truth, yet he knew how popular such a profession would be in the months to come.

He now was in need for a leveler, not only to speed up his leveling, yet to make sure he had selected the best leveler.

As the best leveler would be smart enough not to rise up fast, and that might require them to sacrifice themselves a couple of times along the journey.

"How can we find him then?" Jeffrey asked, with such a dissatisfied tone, "should we go and look up for losers?"

"Not just any losers," Bloom didn't take his remark to heart, "we need someone smart enough to know when to give up his pride as a player and accept losing levels."

"This you want a masochist then!" one of the players around commented.

"Not that far," Bloom laughed before adding, "but yeah, such a person would do brilliantly well."

They glanced at him in such doubt, yet he knew from his past life how this small issue was important.

At first levelers were really easy to find, as the gap between players was easily created at the early levels. However when everyone reached higher levels of thirty-ish and forty-ish, problems started to rise.

Levelers started to catch up from down below, and soon the gap between them and the pro players in their teams got shortened to a couple of levels only.

They were asked to die more than once to keep the level gap intact; yet many refused and they also lost levels in the hands of their former comrades.

This made the true levelers a hard currency, and Bloom intended to put his hands on them early on before anyone would notice this.

"You are you alright?" Jeffrey asked while glancing deeply at Bloom.

"Just do as I say," and Bloom finally said his part, "go back and select from the losers. Make sure to test them first."

"Test losers?" Nara said, "sure, we will ask them how much time they screw up and take the lousiest one!"

She was joking, yet Bloom said in a serious tone:

"Test them, not by asking about their past. Ask them to go and lose a level in front of monsters."

"You!!!" this time it was everyone standing here feeling odd towards these words and demands. Bloom knew his words would remain mystery for such a long time, even some of his enemies would mock him.

Even his allies!

Yet he wasn't worried, he didn't need anyone's approval to do what he had to do.

"Just do it the way I say," he strictly said, "and select two, not just one."

"A couple? Are we planning to breed them and make a new species of losers?" Jeffrey was taking this matter in such a funny way, thinking till now that Bloom was pulling a prick on them.

"Don't joke around serious things, I'm not playing you here," and Bloom read his thoughts and tried to correct them. "This matter is of utmost importance to me."

"Sigh," Nara said, stopping Jeffrey from keeping his mockery, "we will find two leveler and one alarmer. Tsk, just three useless players in our team." She paused before seriously saying: "Do you know that some dungeons limit the number of players inside to be only twenty?"

"Sure, that's why selecting two losers will be much useful to us; saving time and effort."

His instant reply silenced her up! She didn't mean that, but his answer made her realize something. 'He is planning things ahead based on his intel,' she thought to herself, 'he can't be someone ordinary, absolutely not!'

"I don't want you to comprehend this, but trust me when I say we need these two professions. So please treat this in a much more serious way," he added, trying to make the sense of humor and fun around this topic turn serious.

"Sure, we will do that. But," Nara said, and her tone was meant to silence anyone else, "we are all red, so we need to wash our color first."

"Don't worry," he smiled in confidence, "by my way, you can be clean again in no time."

They all understood his meaning, and he started to glance around. Many lousy losers of players were trying their best.

'You know you could have just ordered us, instead the spies here will deliver your words to your enemy,' and at this moment Nara sent this private message to him.

'I could have done this, but I needed to build trust with you,' he said, refraining from mentioning anything about his new perspective to the game, 'plus if anyone heard what I just said, they would laugh and not take this as much more serious than everyone here.'

'If so, why take the trouble to be laughed at?!'

'These two are really important to our future.'

His reply silenced her, as she sensed something different in his words. She glanced at him while he was busy selecting a direction to move at.

"Let's go this way," he pointed towards a direction after opening the map of the village. 'If I recall it right, the fallen mines are always situated in the deepest layers of the wilderness,' he muttered to himself, while others felt nothing special about that direction.

'Either extreme north east, or northwest,' he added while trying to recall any more details about these mines.

Yet his mind didn't bring him more advice or leads.

"What about our watchers," Jeffrey asked, as he was annoyed by the strange conversation they just had with Bloom.

"Go and kill them," and Bloom simply said.

"All?!" Jeffrey asked in shock.

"Their red will be" and Nara paused, as she didn't know what to say.

"Harder to clean?" Bloom said, before turning to glance at the numerous shades moving behind them, "don't worry, I got your backs on this."

And his simple saying made everyone realize how easy it was for him to wash any redness. Bloom himself tested this, and in just a couple of waves he managed to clear out his name and become able to return to the village.

'I need to make you all cleared fast,' he thought, as he would use this as an excuse to be separated from them.