Game of the World Tree Chapter 63

Chapter 63: are you … a landscaper?

“These are the names of all the players who built this town.”

Salty Little Meow stood behind the novice player called “Wind”, took a deep breath, and had spoken in the tone that she thought sounded the most kind.

Hearing the voice from behind, the female elf’s hand movements paused slightly.

Wind slowly turned around and looked behind her.

A pair of emerald eyes stared at Salty Little Meow.

Her gaze was pure and calm, completely unlike those of a player who had just entered the game for the first time.

And there was a vague glint of light in those eyes that made her faintly look as if she was descended from superior nobility.

That kind of look, Salty Little Meow had seen it before in real life.

Only those who had spent a lot of time occupying a top position could have such bright and confident eyes.

And her demeanor unconsciously exuded an elegant and dignified aura, which further convinced Salty Little Meow … that she must be a person of great status and position in real life.

For a moment, Salty Little Meow actually felt slightly reserved and uncomfortable.

Looking at her, Wind gave a faint smile:

“Thank you.”

Her voice was pleasant to the ears and had a melodious tone that made one feel close to her.

It was diametrically opposed to the aura she exuded that discouraged strangers from approaching her, but for some reason it did not feel contradictory at all.

And her smile, which was even more warm and natural, felt like a spring breeze.

Was … was this the temperament of a true noble? Involuntarily, such a thought popped up in Salty Little Meow’s mind.

She hesitated for a moment, and then blurted out as if possessed by a ghost:

“Uhm… excuse me, do you happen to be still unfamiliar with this world? Uh … do you need me to assist you with the game tasks?”

Unconsciously, she had even used honorifics.

Upon hearing her words, a trace of surprise was could be seen in Wind’s emerald pupils.

Her smile was as if the world was welcoming the arrival of spring.

“Very well.”

For a moment , Salty Little Meow felt as if her heart was about to melt, and her heart jumped slightly in joy.

But she quickly thought there was something wrong … huh? Why … why did she feel as if she’d just been acknowledged by her elders?

On the streets of the elven town, Salty Little Meow was walking side by side with Wind.

Despite her being the committee president of one of the three major guilds in “Kingdom of Elves”, at this moment, it felt as if she was being evaluated by her superior … As they walked along, she pointed to various buildings buitl in all kinds of architectural styles on both sides of the street, and gave explanations with both pride and shame.

“This is our elven town, which was built by our first closed beta players.

Of course, the main building force of the town is our guild’s construction team, and the other players merely provide building materials …”

“In the future, newly built houses can also be owned by newbies. If they want to, they can also spend their contribution points and hire our guild’s construction team to customize their houses… As long as you pay enough contribution points, you can even have homes customized into castles!”

“Customizing houses with contribution points?”

Upon hearing this, Wind made a surprised sound for the first time.

It seems that this mildly surprised her.

After saying that question, she had a puzzled expression, and she slightly raised her voice in her next words.

“Your guild is really talented!”

Hearing the compliment from Wind, Salty Little Meow’s eyes curved into crescent moons from joy. She patted her well-endowed chest and said with pride:

“Exactly! There are so many great people in our guild! They’re studying civil engineering, gardening, architecture, everything you can think of!”

“Those gardens, and all these European or Chinese-style classical buildings, they were all designed and built by our guild’s big-shot designers! They even have their own construction teams in ‘Minecraft’!”

“And by the way, would you like to join our “Lovely Committee” guild? Our guild is all about life skills, and we’re very welcoming!”

Salty Little Meow introduced her guild as she looked at Wind with bright shining eyes.

Wind only smiled and did not say anything.

Having got no clear reply from her, Salty Little Meow inexplicably felt a sense of loss.

But soon afterwards, she adjusted her mind and smiled sweetly.

“Ehm … it’s too soon in any case, as players can’t join guilds unless they are at least level 5.”

“So … do you want to take a novice quest?”

Salty Little Meow asked again.

“A novice quest?” Wind frowned.

“If so, we’ll have to go to the Temple of Nature to find Alice.”

“Alice is the game’s Saint of nature, and she’s a very gentle NPC lady.

By the way, the NPCs in this game are real! We can perfectly communicate with them as if they were real people!”

Salty Little Meow explained.

“Alice…” As Wind heard this name, the corners of her mouth faintly curved upwards.

She then shook her head gently and said:

“I’m fine, I just want to walk around.”

Listening to Wind’s words, Salty Little Meow suddenly had a realization:

“Then… are you a landscapr?”

“Landscaper?”

There was a slight pause in Wind’s pace, and the tone of her voice was a little strange.

Salty Little Meow quickly explained:

“Ehm … It’s a gaming term for players who don’t seek upgrades and combat, but who prefer to take in-game screenshots and enjoy the scenery.”

At her words, Wind smiled faintly.

“I know.”

She turned around and walked over to a shop in the small town that sold various kinds of berries.

She said in an indistinct voice:

“I can’t spend much time online, so…I guess I could be considered a landscaper.”

“What do you mean by ‘could be considered’?”

Salty Little Meow muttered.

Not being able to spend much time online…At that moment, Salty Little Meow had a certain hypothesis as to what the other party’s identity was in real life.

Only high-ranked people can’t spend much time on games, right? She was probably very busy in reality…For her, the game was just a place for relaxation and enjoyment.

In real life, she must be a senior executive, who was highly respected and loved by others, and had many subordinates under her … She might be from a big company or even the government! Could it be that it was such a person who became curious about this amazing game? Having formed this hypothesis, Salty Little Meow felt that she was cut out for a career as a detective.

When she saw where Wind was standing, and especially the bright eyes with which she was looking at the berries, her eyes lit up again.

Salty Little Meow picked up a berry and introduced with enthusiasm:

“Don’t these berries look delicious?”

“In fact, they ARE delicious! I think it tastes much better than the fruits on Earth! I don’t know how the developers managed to design it though … oh and by the way, in this game we also need to eat, and berries are great for that.

The shops are run by the players themselves and the berries are gathered from the forest.

You just need to exchange contribution points to buy them!”

“Contribution is kinda the game’s currency, you need to be a certain level before being able to gain contribution, until then new players have to go to the forest to find berries on their own. But the Elven Forest is very rich in produce, and berries are very easy to find!”

“Of course, if you complete a quest for Alice, you can also get food!”

Salty Little Meow shouted in the shop:

“Anyone? Is there anyone there?”

There was no answer.

Salty Little Meow tapped herself on the head.

“Oh, I forgot, everyone is currently guiding the newbies!”

She grabbed two purple berries directly from the fruit basket, took one and gave it to Wind.

“Here, please, try it! I know the player who manages this shop, it’s one of our guild members. He has tracking magic applied on the merchandise, so I will pay him later.”

Surprised, Wind took the berry and gently took a bite.

It was juicy and fragrant.

Her eyes became brighter in an instant.

From her expression, it was as if it was the first time in a while since she had last tasted delicious food.

“How is it? It’s delicious, isn’t it?”

Watching her expression, Salty Little Meow was very happy.

“Mh.”

Wind nodded.

She chewed slowly, very slowly, and seemed to really enjoy the process of eating it.

“It’s delicious,” she said.