Chapter 309: The blood-stained opening day and night
"Hey, Chunshui, have you reached level 5? Um, um... I'm so annoyed. I accidentally died once and wasted a little time. I'm only at level 4... What, you're only at level 4 too? What's going on?
All the previous NPC connections are gone? No way, I have two lines that can still be used...ah, you are so stupid
Oops, I remember you were a sergeant major, right? In Alpha City... Haha, I forgot, there is no mainstream mission process in Alpha City, right... You are so unlucky, you have done so many meritorious deeds in vain... Well, well
, you can inherit it after level 5, don’t worry... Okay, that’s it, add friends at level 5.”
"Brother Chun, how did you get to level 5... What, you actually hid such a useful NPC connection and didn't share it, you are dishonest... you can only use it by yourself? Okay, forget it.
How about you pass... How about a level 5 master taking care of a little girl... He is so humble, but he is already in the top 500 in the level rankings... Humph, let's talk about level 5, your novice village is so far away,
Shall I fly there?"
"Hey, Vanilla, um, um, it's only level 4... I'm going to take a job. I haven't decided yet. I don't want to play a priest. I guess I'll choose between an elf ranger and a human mage... a bard? I heard that this one will be
Cut, I will adjust it to a auxiliary profession in the future. I am enough to be a auxiliary, and the bard will not take the exam.
Haha...Okay, level 5 contact...family? I can't make the decision on this, but I can help you ask, as an experienced player who has tested it several times, I think it won't be a big problem...Well, there is a station, and we will inherit the props.
The clan leader has already obtained it, just wait for level 5... Okay, that's it, keep in touch, bye!"
Because it was late at night, the game had been shut down for maintenance, and hundreds of thousands of players offline did not cause a real sensation. It is estimated that it will take tomorrow morning, when the newbies in the fifth test have recovered from the mental exhaustion after logging in for the first time.
Let their feelings out.
As an old player, apart from the crowding, I don’t feel deeply about other aspects. On the contrary, most old players also feel that the difficulty has dropped a bit.
Speaking of congestion, although hundreds of thousands of people were online at the same time this time, it was spread over thousands of novice villages, so that was it.
In other aspects, it feels too restrictive. Before level 5, it is restricted to novice villages. Each novice village is like an isolated island. Most of the changes and functions in this test cannot be opened until level 5 or even after taking office. Refresh areas and wild areas.
The setting of the area makes old players feel that the difficulty has been reduced. Deleting files, deleting files, and on paper things are gone, but some things cannot be deleted, such as the relationship with intelligent NPCs.
Even before the end of the fourth test, some players were planning ahead, purposefully utilizing game resources that were about to be reset to zero, and colluding with smart NPPCs in the main city of the system to exploit loopholes in the system and achieve a disguised 'legacy inheritance'.
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I won’t go into the specific process. These people are afraid of being discovered by the system, so they keep it secret at first, but there are more than one or two guys with flexible brains. They can find that even if others think hard about it, it is not necessarily much slower, especially
It's those institutions that are desperate.
So in the later stages of the fourth test, especially when the server was about to close, more and more people knew about it, and it gradually became an open secret, hidden only from the system and Canaan Company.
It was possible to hide it from Canaan Company, but how could it be possible to hide it from the system and Xiao Ai.
Xiao Ai was about to take action to plug this loophole, but Bei Gaoyang stopped her.
Why bother with the players so much? Anyway, the main purpose of deleting files will not be affected. Old players can enjoy some invisible benefits and conveniences, so why not?
Having said that, necessary precautions and supervision are necessary.
Because the 'legacy' is too large, the organization also seizes the channels for ordinary players to 'inherit the legacy', so it is listed as a target of attack. Although the intelligent NPC cannot delete files, it can adjust positions and tighten related permissions.
"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"
"Getting ready to take a bath, what's wrong?"
"It's really unlucky that I only have two of the most useless ones left in my connections. Where are yours?"
"It's pretty much the same. No equipment or anything has been preserved."
"When I look online, there are no successful ones. The ones that remain the most are quests, experience and monster spawning."
"The system should have discovered it and taken corresponding countermeasures."
“You’re so stingy, you’re so picky with our players!”
"As long as you have missions and experience, it will widen the gap between you and the rest of the army. Just be satisfied."
"Are there many veteran players in your Novice Village?"
"More than twenty, what's wrong?"
"There are only seven or eight people in our village, and they are all newbies. They are so annoying that they swarm us in noisy ways, and all our time is wasted by them."
"That's all the same..."
Du Shiyu went to take a bath. When he came out and saw his best friend still staying at his home, he drove her back to sleep.
"You go to bed first, I have something else to do."
Xia Miaomiao typed on the keyboard very quickly, while Du Shiyu looked at the screen. It was a forum for veteran players. Many people were still up late at night, exchanging experiences on the launch of the server.
Du Shiyu sat down and looked at it for a while, and saw that the various novice villages had been classified, with a large number of pictures and videos, as well as opinions and experiences on this test change... there was a lot of useful information.
In the past, communication in the game was not restricted by region, distance and level. Even in Alpha Battlefield, one could communicate with the game area without any barriers. But now it is no longer possible. You cannot enjoy such convenience without leaving the Novice Village, and information exchange has gone backwards.
, veteran players find it more interesting, because the world outside the novice village has become unknown.
Each information island has some experiences that you have experienced and others have not. You have discovered things that I have not discovered, and there are many things that can be exchanged. Therefore, the forum is even more lively than during the fourth test.
But the most posts still share various situations of 'inheritance', which are no longer hidden now. Veteran players combine the information to compare, complain, complain, curse... all directed at Canaan Company.
After watching for a while, Du Shiyu yawned, lay down in the game room and fell asleep.
The next morning, I was woken up by a clanging sound outside. I got up and stood in front of the window to look, and found that there was another celebration procession with gongs and drums.
Xia Miaomiao was not here, and she didn't know where she was going. When she saw that it would be 3 or 4 hours before the service started, she lay down and fell asleep again.
At the same time, North America.
With a 12-hour time difference, it was already late at night when Philip woke up.
"Hey young!"
My neck hurts so much, it seems I have a stiff neck. I was too excited when I landed, so I didn’t adjust my lying down position properly. I just wore the helmet like this. After a long time, I have a stiff neck, right?
He sat up from the narrow bed in a daze, his eyes unfocused for a while, and what Chinese players commonly call "jet lag" appeared on him.
The body in the game and the body in reality, the time in the game and the time in reality, the perception in the game and the perception of reality, the environment of the game and the environment of reality... The difference is huge, and the first time I log in is between the two.
The various discomforts caused by the change are the so-called 'jet lag'.
When I got off the line, I was so tired that I only had time to take off my helmet and fell asleep. After a few hours of sleep, I felt that there was something different. If it was different, Philip couldn't tell.
While I was thinking about this in a daze, the door of the RV was opened forcefully, and my brother Adams rushed in.
"You wake up, hurry up, someone is coming this way."
Phillip was surprised, "Who?"
"I don't know, it's probably not a good thing. You don't know how tight the news is right now!"
Adams hurriedly started the RV, and Philip pulled down the curtains to block out the light in the car. After a minute, he left the temporary camp and drove along the deserted road deeper into the uninhabited land.
"By the way, how do you feel, my player brother?"
"Uh... not bad!"
"Just nice?"
"...I can't describe it, I can't tell...what is the situation now?"
"What else can I do, cop? The FBI is looking for you players like crazy."
"Damn it, they themselves had a falling out with the Chinese people, so they are looking for trouble on us?"
"Don't forget where you got your helmet. You are also a gangster among the Chinese people... Did your landing go smoothly this time? You were not discovered?"
"No, it went smoothly."
"That's good.
Philip is very grateful to his brother who is several years younger than him. Without him, there would be no gaming helmet, and it is because of him that he has obtained the status of a gamer.
And the price paid was huge. Both he and himself became homeless. The police were looking for them, and even Adams' gang was looking for them.
Philip cherished this hard-won player identity. Thinking back to his first login and his experience in the game, he smiled unconsciously.
James, Jack the Ripper, Marilyn and the pervert Vanster Lee in NPC skirts.
Canaan is so magical. Strangers thousands of miles apart from each other gather in a novice village, with a new identity and body, and are exposed to a new rule and environment...
I didn’t feel it in the game, but looking back now, every minute and every second in Canaan was a miracle. The joys, sorrows, joys, gains and losses in the game don’t seem to matter now. Even those Chinese teammates who cheated me don’t hate it.
All that is left is the hazy and beautified memories of Mohu.
"Honestly, how does it feel to be a player?"
"Very good, Adams, very good. It feels, it feels... as if I have started a second life."
"...It's like changing your body?"
"Not as if, but definitely."
"Wow, wow, to be honest, I also want to experience it. You don't know, the outside world has started to crazily smear Canaan and the players. Those Bai Lao are furious because Canaan Company bypassed them and did not divide the benefits.
Give it to those vultures... Next, we must be careful not to reveal our identity."
“How many players are there in North America?”
"I don't know. The international server has been banned and ordinary people can't log in. However, there are still channels in the black market, but I suspect it is a trap."
"...It's better to be careful!"
"I know, let's get through this period first."
After that, the two brothers fell silent, and Adams drove the RV and kept speeding through the vast no-man's land.
Philip took out a map in the dim light and found an abandoned town 17 kilometers ahead, so he asked Adams to camp there.
In such a wandering life, the source of food, water and fuel is also a problem. It is impossible to completely avoid people, and Adams can only rely on adaptability.
The abandoned town was called Grizzly Town, and it didn't mean that there were no residents. When the RV turned onto the side road, an old man riding a horse and carrying a shotgun blocked the road and asked them about their origins.
Adams was very clever and lied about camping and had companions behind him, so that the country cowboy got out of the way.
Grizzly Town is just a main street leading to Seattle. There are houses listed for sale on both sides. There is only one bar, a small supermarket and a gas station with lights. However, no one is seen. The few street lights are still on. On the street
It's spooky and secluded, just like a ghost town.
Phillip was surfing the Internet on an old laptop, and Adams parked the car at the entrance of the small supermarket, ready to buy some supplies.
"Be careful!"
Before leaving, Adams handed Philip a pistol and pointed at the darkness outside the car window.
Players in North America are now all illegal players. No one knows how many there are except Canaan Company.
Even if they don't live a life of hiding from XZ like Philip, they will still hide the fact that they are players.
This brings about a trouble. Offline communication and interaction will become a problem, and it also means that no matter how much Philip gains in the game, he cannot realize it in reality.
To solve this problem, you must find other players to exchange information with.
Philip needs money. The initial motivation for becoming a player is money. In his current situation, he needs money even more. His brother Adams's stealing methods can only last for a while. They can't hide like this forever.
But it's not easy to find real players on major social media. You have to be careful of traps, real and fake, which makes Philip feel a little confused.
Just when he was wondering if it would be more convenient and hidden in the game, he suddenly heard a gunshot. He looked up and saw his brother Adams staggering open the glass door of the supermarket and running towards it.
Shet!
Philip grabbed his pistol and went to respond. As soon as he got out of the car, there was another gunshot, and a strong man carrying a semi-automatic rifle rushed out, aiming his gun in this direction.
Phillip raised his hand and shot. He grabbed his brother's arm while the other party was dodging, and returned to the RV in a few steps.
"Damn, are you hurt?"
"Quick, hurry up, he called 911"
"What's going on?"
"TV...Wanted...Photos..."
"Ugh, damn it!"
Phillip started the car quickly, stepped on the accelerator, and opened the ajar iron door behind him with a huge friction sound. With a "Peng!" sound, the rear windshield of the RV was shattered by a gunshot.
"Come on, the FBI will be here soon."
Without Adams' urging, the RV had already slid onto the main road, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and roared towards the darkness outside the town.
"How are you doing Adams?"
"I'm fine..."
"Don't hold on, you bastard!"
While driving at high speed, he nervously looked at Adams' condition through the rearview mirror.
Adams looked very bad. He was holding his lower abdomen and his fingers were bright red.
What to do, what to do...
Ten minutes later, Philip slammed on the brakes and parked the RV on the side of the road. He turned around and saw that Adams had fallen into a coma.
