My Players' Second Playthrough

"Ouhouho, little brother, your muscles are so strong. This strong hormonal smell will make my sister fascinated."

The eldest male lady with heavy purple makeup opened a double-twirling silk fan, blinked her eyes covered with purple eyeshadow, and winked at the orc who was about the same height as her.

"Hao Xiaoduck Pai" frowned slightly and held up the business card given to him by the dead demon.

The unfamiliar words on the card slowly twisted and turned into Chinese characters he recognized.

"Blood Sacrifice Mercenary Group?" He read out the text on the business card.

In an instant, a burst of soul impact came from the card surface, hitting the orc holding the business card, allowing him to see strange pictures.

It was a scene of various wars, with a large number of strange races that had never been seen before, magic mechas that fired curses, doomsday weapons that destroyed the world, and countless airdrop pods that turned into rain of fire...

"This is too tragic." "Hao Little Duck Steak" covered his forehead and took half a step back.

Hearing this, the male elder sister snorted coldly and took away the business card from the orc's hand. Her attitude was no longer as enthusiastic as before, and she said disdainfully:

"Why do you want to be a mercenary if you are afraid of death?"

"Hao Little Duck Steak" didn't reply. He sat down on the ground, closed his eyes and covered his forehead, digesting the information he just learned.

After his "resurrection", he could never find anything to do and was extremely bored every day.

The half-year period has not passed yet, and he cannot leave the God's Domain. He eats and sleeps all day long, or is regarded as a giant panda by other players, feeling that he has nowhere to use his power.

He was almost going crazy with his idleness, so he simply set up a stall at the entrance of God's Domain and opened a training class to teach low-level players combat skills.

Since then, "Little Duckling" has been busy and has become a combat instructor for novices.

Because of this, the male eldest sister saw him teaching at the first sight after entering the divine realm, and watched him for several minutes, thinking of recruiting him into the mercenary group.

"I'm not interested in war." "Hao Little Duck Steak" recovered from the cruel scene and refused the invitation without thinking.

He was tired of staying in the God's Domain and wanted to go out and see what the outside world was like.

It's also because I haven't fought in a long time and my hands are itching unbearably. I want to find some monsters to loosen my muscles and bones.

He didn't say that he was going to be cannon fodder on a battlefield that was like a meat grinder!

Damn it, a giant like a mountain was melted by a laser from a small pistol. What kind of monsters and monsters are there in the outside world!

"It's really strange. Sister, I think you have the potential to become S-class, so I made an exception and invited you. Others are not qualified to come." The male eldest sister gave "Hao Xiaoduck Pai" a look.

No man can withstand the anger of a delicate beauty like himself.

When this strong young man comes to coax me, maybe I accidentally agree?

However, "Hao Little Duck Steak" ignored him at all. Being around this male eldest sister made him feel numb. He simply closed the stall in advance and ran towards home without looking back.

Although he lives comfortably in the mage tower of "Xie Jiu Duck Pai", there are always people coming to find him, so he now always lives in the forbidden area.

Upon seeing this, the male eldest sister was about to chase after her, when Aprilia, who was dressed in silver armor, stopped in front of her.

"Guests from the outside world, welcome to the Lord's realm. The Lord has asked me to be your guide." Aprilia took off her helmet.

Seeing Aprilia's face, the male eldest sister was stunned for a moment and forgot about the S-class seed.

This sister in silver armor and the saint outside the realm of God seemed to be carved from the same mold. It felt like the body created by the one outside gave birth to her own soul.

"Then I'll trouble my sister." The eldest male sister's expression returned to normal.

Apperia felt like she was being seen through.

Even though I knew it was rude, I still put my helmet back on.

…

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past few days, the two SS-level scouts, after receiving the permission from the God of Creation, began to communicate with the interested players in private.

They thought that the players who came for the "interview" that day all had a dream of becoming stars. After they understood the outside world and the benefits of the industry, they would rush to sign contracts with them.

But in fact, none of the professional players on stage that day knew the benefit of going up to fight.

They simply came here to join in the fun, and to support the old-timer "Stealing God".

So after communicating with the talent scouts, these people all looked baffled.

Is this a new version of the mission?

"Let me figure it out first..." "Morning Wind" summoned a swarm of meteors and smashed them into the snow monsters in the eternal frozen soil, while listening to the question on the phone, "Is it drawing a sword or not Iai?"

"What they mean is that they will let you fight in worlds attacked by the abyss, and at the same time broadcast the scenes of saving those worlds on the big network of Yggdrasil to attract fans and rewards?"

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"Morning Wind" refined Brother Dao's words into a paragraph, shook his head and said:

"Sorry, Brother Dao, all the contents of the new version appear for the first time. I can't give you any suggestions, but it's best not to agree yet."

"The New Expedition Cup is about to start. If I follow them outside to open a map, I won't be able to return to God's Domain in time, and I might miss the game."

After thanking him, he hung up the phone and looked at the expectant slime girl. He clicked his tongue and responded:

"I can go out with you and challenge swordsmen from other worlds, but I don't want to be bound by anything, so I won't sign your contract."

"Hey, being a star and still wanting freedom, how can that be possible!"

[Driver] was very upset, how many people wanted to enter the industry but didn't have a way.

However, after all, he was an SS-level seed, which was fundamentally different from others. The [President] on the side was unwilling to give up, and spread out the contract details and said:

"What do you disagree with? You can raise it first, and we can work it out."

"Is it because you can't fall in love in private? Or are you not satisfied with the character we customized for you?"

"It's drawing a sword, not Iai" didn't reply, because he really didn't understand the way these two guys got together, but looking at the rewards promised in the contract, he still raised the question in his heart.

After hearing the Asian dragon's doubts, the [President] took out a cigarette and puffed out smoke:

"For SS-level seeds like you, if you want to realize your talents, you need a lot of world-class resources. Before the path of 'artists' appears, you can only fight like cannon fodder."

"We package you as stars mainly to make money."

"However, SS-level seeds who sign with us have a 7% chance of becoming SS-level, so we can also shamelessly say that the original intention of our performing arts industry is for the future of the World Tree."