My Players' Second Playthrough

Mo Geng muted the remote conference, blocked the manager who was far away in the White Flag Country, and cut out the video of the previous game to watch.

Losing the game is not necessarily a bad thing.

Several clubs belong to different companies. If they really win, they will definitely continue to fight internally, and it will not stop for more than ten days.

Less trouble, and more time to gain experience.

Moreover, these profit-seeking companies will never seriously manage the territory of that world. For the data in the financial report, they will only suck the marrow from the bones and take the lives of the natives to make money.

Yes, the natives.

Mo Geng vaguely felt that this so-called cross-era game was actually a real alien world, and he had his own evidence.

That is the reaction time of some players.

The maximum reaction time of humans should be around 100 milliseconds, but the microsecond reaction speed of "Brother Dao" and "Master Hua" has exceeded the limit of biological common sense.

The outside world speculated that they were so terrifying because they had undergone brain-computer implant surgery.

But Mo Geng asked them, and they both wore helmets to play the game, and they also confirmed through video with Dao Ge that there was no interface on Dao Ge's neck.

This is a bit like "superhuman".

But if that world is real, then according to the deal between the player and the God of Creation, once you die here, your soul will be "copied" to another world and become a native there.

So making that world better will not harm your future.

While thinking about these miscellaneous things, Mo Geng finished watching the battle video with "Hua Ye", sighed softly, and said to himself:

"I still lost in resource control..."

He is the "Baron" called "I don't want to pay the penalty" by fans.

Mo Geng didn't like the ID he had made casually at the time, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to change it, but there was no name change card sold in the game. When he asked the God of Creation NPC, he would only answer "I'm doing it" with a look of indifference.

After watching the two games he participated in, Mo Geng closed his eyes and played a game again in his mind, then shook his head and said:

"No, if you want to win the team game, you must give up the single duel. Hua Ye is too strong. If it weren't for the easy targeting of [Magical Girl], he could even fight with Brother Dao."

"You must have a self-destruct drone to fight with Brother Dao..."

"Or my mecha is too bad, otherwise I can beat them both alone..."

Thinking of this, Mo Geng scratched his hair and became more annoyed.

The resources in the second round are limited, probably because of the real world. Players who want to learn secondary professions must master the corresponding skills.

Mo Geng doesn't understand [Blacksmith], [Pharmacist] and the like, but he knows that the secondary profession of [Mechanic] requires high knowledge.

Even if a university professor comes to learn, it may not be possible to build a mecha.

What's more, as the level increases, the mecha he needs becomes more and more complex.

Even if he unlocked the "Mechanic City" in advance and brought back the blueprints of [God's Machinery] from the hidden map, he still couldn't produce a "God-level" mecha.

"If that place is really a different world, can we only find a way from the natives..."

After all, the blueprints were found in the game. Those NPCs had the ability to manufacture them in the past. Although they can only develop some crappy mechas now, it doesn't mean that they don't have potential in this area.

Rather than looking for a professor of mechanical engineering in reality, it's better to look for a professor in the game.

Most of them are extraordinary people with a lifespan of hundreds of years. They have more knowledge in their heads and are smarter than ordinary people in their professional fields.

"I hope so..."

Mo Geng stretched, put down the back of the seat, and put on the helmet.

…

“Birth, those old players have killed all the monsters in the novice area, and occupied the rabbit hole leaving the novice area, collecting tolls.”

“Tolls? Who is collecting them?”

“The group of births in the jungle city of Dunseti in the west, ‘Huangtu Baye’, are collecting them. It costs 1 yuan to go out.”

“Come to the island city in the south, the rabbit hole of ‘Golden Wind’ is free.”

“There are a lot of NPCs here who are learning secondary professions. They have great potential. In the future, you can let NPCs do the equipment and potion making.”

“Are they still collecting people now? ”

‘Xiao Liangliang’ took a screenshot of the forum post and sent it to ‘Tang Laoya’ beside him:

“Look, it’s said that the cave on the west side will be charged, let’s go directly to the south.”

‘Tang Laoya’ also switched back to the game, still stubbornly saying:

“I just don’t like the Golden Wind gang. They have robbed so many world bosses, but the official doesn’t care, and the players don’t unite. When they become big, we can’t play ghosts in the future.”

‘Xiao Liangliang’ shrugged, sent him the screenshot below the post, and asked:

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“They seem to be recruiting people. Should we try?”

“Really?!” ‘Tang Laoya’s eyes lit up, “If you can’t beat them, join them. Finally, we have the opportunity to make a difficult decision.”

After determining today’s goal, the two new players, who were only Lv8, passed through the vortex portal and came to “Utopia”.

Just after coming out of the portal, the cat guarding the portal came over with a sign that said "Cat Cart".

"Meow, do you need the cat car service?"

He promoted it to the two new players:

"As long as you have 5,000 experience points, the Meow Meow Service Team will help adults collect corpses, so you don't have to waste time running corpses, meow!"

"No, no, no, no thanks." The two waved their hands and refused.

Just kidding, they are new players. They worked hard all day yesterday and only earned more than 7,000 experience points. They can't afford such an expensive cat car service.

Only old players can afford this service.

Shaking off the cat who tempted people to make impulse purchases by giving away belly fur, "Tang Laoya" said to his companion with lingering fear:

"It's terrible. If I didn't have no experience in my pocket, I would have bought a cat car."

"Don't you have a healthy cat at home?" "Xiao Liangliang" asked.

"Domestic cats are not as fragrant as wild cats, and the cats here are more sensible, can talk, are big in size, and don't destroy the house. They are much cuter than my rebellious son."

The two chatted all the way and came to the ice bridge to the Southern Islands.

This ice bridge, which was only created a dozen days ago, was paved with a layer of wood.

But under the high-intensity crushing of the truck, it was already in tatters.

Because the archipelago was under construction, there were many trucks coming and going here. The two found a truck driver along the way and hitchhiked.

The truck drivers were two dwarves. They were very curious about the two people holding cold weapons and asked, "Are you also here to immigrate?"

"I guess so." "Duck Tang" replied.

They were going to join the "Golden Wind", which was almost the same as immigration.

"Then you have caught up with a good time. I heard that there is a master in the city who can see people's talents. Whether they stay or not, he will see them."

"Many young people have advanced to extraordinary people with his help!"