Godsrealm Games [VRMMO LitRPG // Books 1-2 COMPLETE!] Chapter 4: Chapter 4: New Realm

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Suddenly everything went black, and I felt like an invisible force pulled me toward the center of the planet. I closed my eyes involuntarily, and when I opened them again, the platform was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was a picturesque medieval village in front of me, with houses made of wooden beams and stone blocks, smoke coming out of the chimneys, people — NPC’s? — living their daily lives and what looked like them getting ready for a festival of sorts. At the edge of the village, there was a lush forest with a creek flowing through it, splitting the village right in the middle, with stone bridges leading from one bank to the other. Players kept spawning in a golden light, and they were looking just as much in awe as I. "Welcome to Carpa! You're an adventurer, aren't you?" A child approached me. "Y-Yes, I'm an adventurer," I said, quickly pulling myself together. "Good, good! All adventurers were asked to gather in front of the village hall in fifteen minutes. The Adventurer's Association wants to welcome you to Ravenloft." So they measure time the same way here, I thought as the boy was already running to the next player he saw. "Wait, where am I?" I shouted, hoping to figure out which region I spawned in. The boy turned back to me. "This is Carpa village, in Tidemark County! Tidemark is the biggest port in Silverwing!" he said with a proud expression. Silverwing it is. If I were near the biggest port in the region, that could very well mean that naval exploration was going to be a big part of my adventures. Maybe it's time for me to turn into a pirate. I tried opening the Map menu, but as I suspected, I needed to own a physical one in order to do so. With that out of the way, I set off to find the village hall while keeping my eyes open. I spotted the blacksmith, the tanner and the carpenter right away, and I also saw the marketplace, where most NPCs were running errands, putting stalls together and decorating everything. A woman was trying to set up a braided arc at the entrance in a hurry, struggling against the weight of the structure. "Excuse me, miss. Do you need any help?" I asked. She smiled at me. "No need, adventurer. I have done this many times." "What are you preparing for? I noticed that the people around here are quite busy." "Oh, this? The Spring Festival starts today in the entire kingdom," she laughed. "Most villages and towns are getting ready for it, but villages like Carpa, which were chosen as the welcoming grounds for adventurers, are especially eager to give you a warm welcome." She bowed, and I knew it was a heartfelt gesture. In fact, every NPC I saw shared the same enthusiasm; they were laughing, treating the tasks as an honor rather than a chore. People in Carpa looked like they were content with their lives, probably very much unlike real medieval villages in the past. "Oh, I see. So, this Spring Festival, does it happen every… spring?" "It does, and it's my favorite time of the year," the woman answered with sparkling eyes. "Sometimes even the lords and ladies go on a tour and visit the villages that are under their jurisdiction, and it is rumored that our just liege, Count Vizgrad, will come to Carpa in the coming days." “That must be quite a sight,” I smiled. “May I ask, what did you mean by ‘welcoming the adventurers’?” "We just want to make sure you don’t feel too out of place, but I'm certain that the officials from the Association will tell you more about the subject. You should go to the village hall; an appointed official is already waiting for the crowd of adventurers to gather so he can explain everything. And I'd better get back to putting this arc together," she sighed, but it was a sign of hard work well done rather than sadness. I left her to do her bidding and set off once again. Once I arrived at the square, I saw that hundreds of players had already gathered and were chatting about the game. The villagers prepared benches that could accommodate some of us, but most were