I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 364. Here, I'll Give You Some Good News!

No one knew what was going on outside-what exactly happened with ripples of moonlight, and why he didn't come to the forum to check ... No one knew.

Everything in the game was still going on as usual. However, as the conspiracy theories fermented, the denouncement of moonlight's identity continued.

And it was getting more and more intense.

Although this person was a so-called warrior, he had offended many people because of his sharp words.

Just like when he launched an attack on " Mandela ", it caused everyone to hit him when he was down. At this time, there were also many people who attacked him. And because he was suspected to have gone offline, the attacks became more and more intense. The so-called warrior soon became the rhythm King that everyone wanted to kill.

Public opinion was like a turbulent torrent that washed over and over again. Everything would slowly lose its original appearance under its fierce washing and become rough ... But it also revealed its original appearance.

It was not a good or bad thing, but at this time, it was the greatest comfort for the people of 'Mandela'.

First of all-moonlight's ripples had attracted almost all of their firepower. Second, just like the rule that moonlight himself believed in-once he was proven to be a bad person, everything he said would be put in question, and then it would be refuted without distinguishing right from wrong ...

Therefore, the problem of " Mandela " was solved.

Although there were also some people who wanted to discuss whether " Mandela " was really problematic, in this situation, they would be drowned out like the previous self-debater.

At first glance, the situation seemed to have changed, but in fact, it was nothing more than a change of victims ...

Of course, there were also differences.

After all, ripples of moonlight could no longer speak.

Back to the game, not long after the new post was posted.

Mount Meru finished reading the post and stood in the dark ruins, looking at the small canyon in the distance.

Fireflies flickered inside, and light spots emerged from time to time, disappearing into the distance ... The survivors were like frightened birds, flapping their wings and flying away.

More than 10000 people had died, and this was all that was left.

The moment the bug swept its upper body, the players disappeared into a white light. That scene must have been very shocking, right?

He suddenly had a question.

What about that "shag Eddie" swordsman?

Was this person still alive?

Although the post gave him a lot of shock, this shock also woke him up from his previous despondency and unreality. At this moment, Mount Meru seemed to have returned to the perspective of a passerby. As an individual who had personally experienced and watched these two events, he instinctively felt that this matter was very strange.

The analysis of the first post was very accurate and ruthless. Moonlight ripples had indeed hit them in the weak spot, causing " Mandela " to suffer a serious injury. Not only were they completely annihilated, but 30% of them had also left the Guild.

Moonlight was one of the beneficiaries of this, but what happened next?

Just like the analysis of the second post, shouldn't the real beneficiaries be the defenders of Lavosudeland?

It did not have to be that the two guilds had bribed moonlight with money to make him do something like this.

There was another truth that the bystanders didn't know, and that was that someone was secretly directing all of this.

Even, this person was like the protagonist in " chainsaw horror " who climbed up at the last moment and was experiencing all of this ...

He had this premonition, and the truth was right in front of him.

Mount Meru did not hesitate for long and went in directly.

He was prepared to die on the spot.

He had seen the giant creature jump out of the ground just now, so it was impossible to say that he was not afraid. But now, he was more excited than afraid.

Soon, he arrived at the valley, and there was indeed a familiar figure standing in the distance.

Eddie!

He just stood there as if he was waiting for someone. Sumeru mountain wasn't a thief, so he was seen from afar and waved at him.

Waiting for me?

Mount Meru was shocked and walked over silently.

Not bad. As expected of the Guild President. You even dare to come. The other party laughed.

"You knew I was coming?"

"I guessed it because the people at the reception in the city said they didn't see you. I think with your equipment, you should be able to escape when you are besieged by the monsters, right?" Shaya's eyes swept over his shoes and belt.

The [ feet of the victim ] and the [ entanglement of the victim ] were the earliest sets that players could come into contact with.

In the game, the concept of a set was not that several pieces of equipment with similar names could be called a set. Instead, they had to have corresponding effects, which was some kind of supernatural power-magic, witchcraft, curses, or even more outrageous superpowers-to connect them together. As the number of pieces of equipment increased, the number of abilities activated would also increase.

These two pieces of equipment came from a shipwreck mission near Southshore. Their attributes were not much different from normal forged equipment, but the set effect was amazing.

Including the pants and the headscarf, there were four pieces in the entire set, without a top.

The effect of the two-piece set was " survivors ", which meant that the more teammates died-the more " victims " there were, the higher the hidden luck value provided to the wearer, which would reach its peak when it reached the limit (39). At that time-operations such as " passing through-cluster of stray bullets-not a single leaf touched you " would be at your fingertips. As long as you did not do anything outrageous to attract the first aggro, you could step on the corpses of your teammates and walk out of the pile of monsters.

Of course, if you're the only one left, then there's nothing you can do.

These two pieces of equipment could be 'transmogrified' because they were nothing more than a few pieces of rags that were attached to them by sailor's vengeful spirit. However, no matter how they were transmogrified, the equipment would still carry a faint dark green vengeful spirit aura. Shaya was very familiar with these things, so he naturally recognized them at a glance.

Sumeru mountain couldn't help but take a step back.

He was still immersed in the shock brought by the first half of the other party's sentence and had yet to recover from it. Then, he was pushed back by the second half of the sentence.

The equipment was considered a secret, and he knew that it was a one-time mission. How did he know about it so easily?

"How did you know?" He couldn't help but blurt out.

"Shouldn't you be more curious about the first half of the sentence?" Shaya asked again.

yes, but I think you're staying here on purpose to explain to me.

"You're thinking too much." Shaya shrugged. I'm not leaving because I want to pick up the loot after everyone has left. I'm not waiting for anyone.

Sumeru mountain was stunned. He looked around and found that there were indeed many players 'drops on the ground.

In " fantasy world ", there was no such thing as a death loots. The so-called loots were nothing more than items that players held in their hands, stuck on their belts, or in their pockets when they died. Although these items were convenient to use when they were taken out of their backpacks, there was a certain risk involved. This was also the reason why it was not encouraged to change weapons in battle. If one happened to die at that moment, the weapon would really drop.

So ... Was it really for such an unscrupulous purpose?

Mount Meru felt as if his knowledge was shattered.

Just...

He felt that he was so worthless and cheap!

"You believe me?" Shaya suddenly laughed out loud. so, I'm really that strong when I'm so serious? Or do you only have the intelligence of two geese?"

"A goose?" Xumi mountain was stunned again.

"What's a goose?"

"Ah, it's just a new unit of intelligence. "Don't mind the details," Shaya waved her hand. you're right, Mr. Sumeru. I'm waiting for you, and as you think, it's all my doing ... So, have you thought of how to face me?"

Sumeru mountain remained silent on this question.

The other party had laid their cards on the table so quickly that he was almost riding the answer in his face. He was caught off guard.

He didn't even know what kind of emotion he should face the other person with ...

Was he angry?

There was, but it was not as righteous as he had imagined.

But... Was it so calm?

No.

How was that possible?

He should have punched this guy for the slander his guild member had suffered!

But the result was silence, a silent silence, as if it was a protest.

In the end, he was afraid.

People were always afraid of the unknown. This was human nature, and it was not embarrassing at all. He had also passed the age where his hot-bloodedness would get to his head and his brain would not be considered true nature. This was both maturity and a terrible numbness.

He was afraid of being schemed against by this terrifying fellow again, and the hatred that should have been there had been washed away by Moonlight's tragic death.

"What do you want to do by coming to see me in such a way?"

He finally threw out this sentence.

"Also, Who are you?"

"Let's chat slowly ..." Shaya sent him a party request.

"Char?"

Seeing this id, Sumeru mountain was stunned. He almost instantly recalled the short afternoon when he was dominated by this id.

"You can actually change your id?" He blurted out.

However, the moment the question was thrown out, he was rendered speechless.

It was a stupid question ...

Not only did he change his id, but he also seemed to have 'controlled' a monster and revealed that he was in close contact with 'lavosudeland', not hiding his close relationship with the city in their conversation.

"You have to ask something of value." Shaya shook her head and went straight to the point, ""Forget it, just say it. My goal is simple. The 'ghost' and 'rich flame knot' alone can't defend a place like lavotheodran. So, is 'Mandela' considering joining?"

As expected ...

It was to stop the players and defend the city.

"Who wants your bodies? I want your hearts! Do you understand a sense of belonging?" Shaya put on a pained expression and said, ""Just staying here is far from enough. Although there were tens of thousands of people in the city, none of them thought of themselves as 'residents of lavosodran'. They were just blinded by the endless missions and rewards. When the troops outside regrouped and charged in, or when Brent sent someone to take over your mission, they would all be traitors.

"But aren't we already a part of it?" Xumi mountain asked.

"Who wants your bodies? I want your hearts! Do you understand a sense of belonging?" Shaya put on a pained expression and said, ""Just staying here is far from enough. Although there were tens of thousands of people in the city, none of them thought of themselves as 'residents of lavosodran'. They were just blinded by the endless missions and rewards. When the troops outside regrouped and charged in, or when Brent sent someone to take over your mission, they would all be traitors. Oh right, the people from those two guilds are not included ..."

Mount Meru finally understood what this person meant. Not only did he want them to surrender, but he also wanted them to participate in the defense of the city...

Obviously, the people from the 'rich flame knot' and 'Ghost' had done so.

But in this way, they also obtained an astonishing fact...

"You want to go against the church?" "Do you have a problem with those NPCs?" he asked with a frown.

Shaya shook her head. it's not about dealing with them. Do you still think that they're just NPCs? "

"What do you mean?"

""Fantasy world" is a game, a world. Be it players or NPCs, we are all part of this world. It doesn't have a fixed plot, but we and the NPCs affect this world together. Only by diluting the difference between the two can you better be immersed in the game..." After a pause, Char suddenly picked up Ninja Blade.

Ninja Blade and you happen to be on opposite ends of the spectrum. The 'rich flame knot' has been handed over to Nelwin to manage. He has been immersed in the game and immersed himself in it. That's why he has the title of 'game's number one'. Don't you think there's something wrong with the way you're chasing him? "

Mount Meru's heart shook.

Char revealed what he had been hiding all this time.

That's right, he had long wanted the title of " number one player in the game ". Since he was so close, why not put in more effort?

He was a realistic person, and he was also a man of action, so he naturally brought in the things from real life-to develop connections, set up organizations, institutions, and then manage ... When he became the leader of this group of people, he would naturally be able to gather resources.

But in the end, he was getting further and further away from that guy!

This was very strange.

"The more scheming humans are, the easier it is for them to fall into unexpected predicaments."

Char suddenly said.

Mount Meru looked sideways slightly, and then carefully tried to figure out the truth ...

It seemed to be the case.

Char could not help but ask when she saw how serious he was.

"Don't you think this sentence sounds familiar?"

Mount Meru shook his head.

"No way, you've never seen Jojo?" Shaya asked again.

Mount Meru's face turned red.

"That is ... Is it something for young people?"

"Young man ... Big brother, I mean, uncle, how old are you?"

"36..."

Mount Meru answered honestly, and Char did not know how to answer.

He had thought of calling him 'uncle' if he was above 40, and 'big brother' if he was below 35, but this range ... There was really a generation gap.

"A soldier, right?" He asked.

"Retired from the army."

"No wonder ..." Char mumbled.

This was a swordsman. From his smooth movements, one could tell that he had been trained.

The price of maturity was a lack of imagination and the right to dream.

After all, this was the " real world ". However, if there was no conclusive evidence in front of him, Mount Meru might not even have such an idea at all. He was not like ninjato, who had perfectly substituted himself as a swordsman from the beginning.

It had to be said that this was truly a pity.

Shaya sighed and felt that it was time to lay his cards on the table.

"What do you think I am?" He asked.

Sumeru mountain was stunned for a few seconds.

"One ..." A player with remarkable abilities?"

"In other words, you still think I'm a 'player', right?" Shaya smiled. What if I told you that I'm the owner of the city of lavosudeland and the governor of elfheim, who single-handedly facilitated the opposition between the elves and the United Holy Kingdom, and I'm now working to form a reliable Alliance for elfheim to fight against the church ... What would you think? Do you still think I'm a player?"

How is this possible?!

Mount Meru's brain went into a state of shock. His reason told him that the other party must be bullshitting, but ... But why?

"Why is it impossible?"

"Then, do you have any evidence?" He asked weakly.

"There is!"

Char was immediately fired up, of all things, she wanted evidence!

Here, here, here, for you kangkang!

Char took out a stack of self-identification documents. Since there was the system's introduction to verify her identity, it saved her a lot of trouble!

[Governor's Certificate]

[The reputation with the sunlight elves has been locked to respect.]

Possess the authority to enter and exit the Riyan Royal Court.

the scepter of the sun flame Royal Court is shining under your gaze. Isillian

[Proof of Wealth]

Metal badge

[The reputation of the mushroom Man has been locked to reverence.]

Has the authority to enter the hinterlands of the plains of treasures.

Hey, they didn't give you this to do business, but to avoid doing business with you. Clockmaker Medivh

[Dragon's Tooth stained with blood]

Token

Prairies reputation was fixed at respect.

Have the authority to enter the river of rites.

the Dragon Tooth will be burned in the last breath, and this one was broken off with bare hands. Mungo

[Proof of Governor]

Token

The owner and manager of Lavosudeland.

"You have her." Fitzrock Archfield

"Do you still want to see?" Shaya asked.

"Enough..."

Mount Meru shook his head with a bitter smile.

Why did he have to ask for a certificate... His brain must be fried.

Even if she saw these things, what else could she say other than envy him?

But now, he couldn't even say anything about his envy. This was beyond his understanding of the 'game', and it was by no means something that ordinary people could do ...

"After doing so much, do you still think this is a game?" Shaya laughed. Obviously, he was not asking but giving an answer. He patted Mount Sumeru's shoulder.

"It's obviously wrong to think like a game. Now, it's your turn to make a choice. We're all standing in front of the tide of the times, and there's much we can do. For a man, the desire for power was nothing more than to follow the trend of the times, or go against the flow and be crushed to pieces ... Both are very romantic, aren't they?"

"Do I still have a choice?" Sumeru mountain shook his head and sighed.

"That's naturally up to you ..."

"If I really cower, you'll definitely laugh at me for not being a man enough, right?" "By a young man who is so much younger than me, and who doesn't even know how to address me after hearing my age ..." He said in a self-deprecating manner.

hey, you said it yourself. It has nothing to do with me ...

Mount Meru rolled his eyes.

Char suddenly became serious, "Of course, there's something else." It involves the three-dimensional..."

"What?"

"This is a private commission."

Char slowed down and suddenly pointed at the ground.

He wrote a line of words on the ground with his foot, and when Mount Meru saw it clearly, he immediately erased it.

"Just do what you can, don't force yourself." He said.

Mount Meru nodded.

The little deal between the two men was blown away by the night wind in the ruins, as if it had never happened and did not exist in any records.