The Necromancer's Fourth Catastrophe-Chapter 267: How Many?

The high-ranked knight standing below cautiously glanced upwards.

He noticed that almost ninety percent of the sea elves had raised their hands, indicating that his superior's dismissal was already a foregone conclusion.

He couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

Could it be that his superior had done this on purpose?

After all, disturbing the wartime command center with intelligence reports wasn't a crime worthy of death.

Dismissal was already the most severe punishment.

While he was contemplating, the sea elf sitting at the head of the conference table suddenly turned his gaze to him and finally asked him slowly, "By the way, do you think there's anyone suitable to temporarily take over his position at the command center?"

Upon hearing the sea elf's question, the high-ranked knight was momentarily stunned. He raised his head somewhat incredulously and then pointed to himself, "Sir, are you asking me?"

The sea elf at the head immediately nodded impatiently, "If not you, then who else would I be asking? Hurry up and answer me."

Hearing the sea elf's question, the high-ranked knight thought for a moment before speaking: "I personally feel that none of the others at the temporary command center seem suitable."

After saying this, he immediately lowered his head.

He was intentionally setting a trap for his superior; since the other seemed set on leaving, he wouldn't let him resign.

As long as he didn't resign, he would be at risk of death if he made a mistake.

It was also a way to take revenge for the past hardships his superior had put him through.

Upon hearing the knight's words, the sea elf at the head furrowed his brow tightly: "Useless fool, fine, get out of here immediately."

"Tomorrow, I will send someone new to replace him, and as for him, once my person arrives, let him report here immediately."

Hearing the sea elf's words, the high-ranked knight didn't dare to say anymore and quickly turned and left the wartime command center.

After leaving the command center, he rode on a sea arrow for quite a distance, then slowed down, turning to spit angrily at the outline of the command center:

"A bunch of trash, the Sea Elf Race will eventually be destroyed in the hands of you trash."

…

In a flash, more than half a month had passed.

On this day, a wave of magic power emanated from Fang Ka, causing him to abruptly open his eyes.

A smile of delight spread across Fang Ka's face: "Great, finally, low-tier mage at perfection level."

"With the current state, it's estimated that I can add another 200 players."

"There were previously 450 players, which means it can be increased to 650 players."

"And this is just the current situation. If I break through to middle-tier, there will be a significant enhancement, and upon reaching high-tier, that will be a qualitative change."

Fang Ka stood up from the deck chair and called over the two merfolk responsible for delivering messages, then started walking toward the sacrificial altar.

Hearing Fang Ka's command, the two merfolk immediately followed him.

Once they arrived at the sacrificial altar, Fang Ka instructed the two merfolk to fetch two hundred corpses from the underground altar.

The requirement was that 100 should be animal corpses, and the other 100 humanoid bodies.

The efficiency of these two merfolk was exceptionally high.

Soon, the bodies were transported out one by one and placed at the altar.

Once all two hundred bodies were arranged, Fang Ka began performing necromancy, awakening undead skeletons.

As he gradually awakened all two hundred bodies into undead skeletons, Fang Ka immediately released an update notification.

"Major Game Update: Player count limit increased from 450 to 650.

Several bugs have been fixed…"

This update was quite succinct, but it brought significant shock to the players.

Previously, the total number of players was only 450, and now this update directly increases by nearly half of that number.

Currently, on Kain Island, Mr. Zhou, who was researching magic, immediately opened his eyes and turned his gaze to Grandpa Qian of Bone-Touching beside him, saying, "Mr. Qian, the number of players increased quite a lot in this update. Do you think this might be a sign of an upcoming public test?"

Hearing Mr. Zhou's words, Grandpa Qian of Bone-Touching thought for a moment before responding: "It's hard to say, but this is indeed good news, because the more players there are, the easier it is for us to take advantage of it."

Mr. Zhou nodded in agreement: "That's true. By the way, Time must be busy welcoming the new players, right? I wonder how many of our kindred spirits are among these two hundred new players?"

Hearing Mr. Zhou's words, Grandpa Qian lightly shook his head: "That's hard to say, actually, I feel that the number of dual-class players doesn't seem to be significantly related to the number of new players coming in each time."

Hearing Grandpa Qian say this, Mr. Zhou thought for a moment about the previous updates and then nodded lightly: "That seems about right. I hope there will be some surprises this time."

"It'd be best to have a few more kindred spirits; working together in the magic domain and sharing insights and experiences would make things relatively easier."

At this moment, Time was already waiting with a few dual-class players in front of the sacrificial altar.

Time glanced at the few dual-class players beside him and said: "This is great. Originally, we were the newbies, but now with a new batch of players, we have become the veterans, no longer the rookies."

"From now on, we can hold our heads high and feel the superiority of being senior."

"By the way, how many dual-class players do you think will be among the two hundred new players?"

Hearing Time's words, one of the dual-class players tentatively said: "I think maybe there'll be three?"

Upon hearing this, another dual-class player said: "Three? I think that's too few. With 200 players, I'd say there might be six."

Hearing the words of these two, Time thought for a moment before saying: "How about we make a small bet? Just bet 10 Copper Coins; the winner gets ten Copper Coins from the others who bet."

"Remember, everyone has to guess differently; if the guesses are the same, it's not fun. I'll go first, guessing there might be five players."

Seeing Time take the lead, the other dual-class players each made their guesses, then turned their gaze toward the altar's exit.