Player Reload

After the representative of the Global Occult Coalition (GOC) finished speaking, representatives of other organizations spoke in turn, with the same content - it doesn't matter how players mess around at ordinary times, but at this critical moment, unity should be the priority.

The press conference ended, and representatives from all parties left one after another. The electronic screens on the exterior walls of high-rise buildings on both sides of the street lit up at the same time, playing advertisements.

"Fubaozhai's short-term rental business of props has been upgraded again, and the rental of high-quality equipment only costs 200 game coins."

"Credit Suisse Bank's short-term deposit interest rate has temporarily increased, adding a layer of insurance for your family."

"Gen-Sys Biotechnology Company's new supernatural activation potion has been launched. If you can't even make it through today, why bother thinking about tomorrow?"

"New Lisboa Casino is open, sexy dealers are dealing cards online, deposit 66 and get 66, and you can withdraw 500 bitcoins a day."

The colorful advertising lights illuminate the entire street, which is quite cyberpunk.

Hui Yu looked at the neon lights with relish, turned his head and asked Li Sheng: "These companies rent props at low prices while encouraging players to deposit money. Isn't it contradictory?"

"No contradiction."

Li Sheng put away the beach observation chair and said casually: "Prop rental increases the player's chance of survival. You have to pay a deposit and write a contract.

Bank deposits are for the remaining game coins in the player's pocket. This thing can't be brought with you when you are born or when you die. Simply deposit all the money in the bank temporarily before performing the mission. If the player dies, the bank will convert the money into cash and send it to his family.

Although most guilds also have these two businesses, after all, the guild has to consider the overall interests, and the interest rate offered is usually not as high as that of commercial organizations outside."

"Chu, Mr. Chu Xuan?"

A hesitant voice came from the back, Li Sheng turned around and saw a familiar middle-aged man wearing a special bureau uniform.

Yo, isn't this the Thing?

Felix Taylor, the NPC from another world that Li Sheng rescued in the monster theme park mission before, is essentially an alien mutant creature.

Li Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Felix? What's your uniform?"

"Oh, I'm a security guard in the Special Affairs Bureau building now."

Felix smiled and said, "The scientists in the Special Affairs Bureau helped me re-edit my DNA, sealed the mutant form and the ability to spread infection, and now I can live a normal life.

Work, live, pick up my daughter from school - she is in this building studying with other children from different worlds."

The Special Affairs Bureau seems to be particularly fond of and good at kidnapping bosses from the script world, which is also quite famous in the entire killing field.

What blood clan ancestors, super-conscious aggregates, Omega-level superpowers, it is rumored that they dare to kidnap even the indescribable evil god's followers back to the slums.

Compared to those heavyweights, a weird-looking one can only be said to be the younger brother among the younger brothers.

"Is your daughter also in school?" Huiyu was interested, raised his chin and asked, "What grade?"

Felix was a little puzzled, "Uh, third grade."

"Heh."

Huiyu smiled confidently and said with an air of seniority, "The third grade courses are relatively simple, but it's different in the fourth grade. You still need to work hard. At this stage, you have to lay a good foundation and prepare for the transition from primary school to junior high school. One more point can beat a thousand people."

Li Sheng's eyes twitched, and Felix didn't know how to respond. He laughed dryly twice and asked, "Um. Do you need me to tell Su Jie that you are here?"

"No, I'm just passing by."

Li Sheng took Huiyu away, and the latter was still talking about his understanding of teaching and educating people from the short video, "The fourth grade is the most critical, the fifth grade is the most important, the sixth grade is the most important, the seventh grade is the most important, the eighth grade cannot be relaxed, and the ninth grade determines life."

Walking through the bustling crowd, Li Sheng had almost bought the things he wanted to buy recently, and was ready to go shopping for a while before going offline.

Boom——

There was a noisy sound not far from the north, and the crowd also stopped.

The space was like broken glass, and a crack appeared out of thin air. The people around were stunned at first, and then they were horrified, "Fissure?!"

"How could a crack appear in the shabby street?"

"Go and notify the security team!"

The underlying system of the shabby street has set up restrictions, and players cannot attack each other, nor can they use space displacement or flight abilities.

The space crack is located at the main entrance of the headquarters of the Demon Scientists Alliance, which is a black and red crescent-shaped spaceship building with a hideous shape.

The staff inside heard the strange sound, stepped out, and explained in a deep voice: "Don't panic, this is our president's space door, please disperse."

The passers-by looked at each other and decisively avoided it.

The space crack gradually expanded, growing to more than two meters, and then suddenly opened like a human eye.

Thousands of degrees of hot wind rushed out from behind the space door. The other side of the door seemed to be connected to a volcanic crater. Deafening volcanic eruptions could be heard and the pungent smell of sulfur could be smelled.

After a short delay, a tall figure wearing a long yellow coat and his face covered by the shadow of a hood stepped out of the space door and stepped on the tiles of the slum street.

A few players who recognized him lowered their voices and said in surprise: "The president of the Evil Science Alliance. The side of truth."

"One of the earliest players, one of the only ten Lv40 extraordinary people in the world"

"Ignoring the rules of the slum street and opening the space door at will, is this Lv40? A real man should be like this, I can replace him."

"Hasn't he been missing for several months? If I kneel down and acknowledge him as my godfather now, will he want me?"

The Side of Truth, wearing a yellow coat, ignored the whispers around him and said calmly, "I'm back."

"Welcome back, President."

The members of the Demon Scientists Alliance who happened to be at the headquarters said in unison, including Bairam, who had previously performed a mission with Li Sheng in Disneyland.

As players on the Chaos Side, they are all self-interest-oriented people, and naturally they don't have complex and clear internal rules like the Special Affairs Bureau or the Global Supernatural Alliance.

But they also worship knowledge, power and the strong.

For the Side of Truth, who founded the Evil Scientists Alliance and withstood the pressure to protect them in the killing field where the Global Supernatural Alliance dominates, they have a heartfelt respect.

The Side of Truth snapped his fingers, closed the space door, and then handed a metal box to his subordinate, saying, "Put the things in the guild's safe."

The metal box was only the size of a palm, and it was shaking constantly inside, with blood oozing out from the cracks.

"Yes." The subordinate took the box with both hands and ran quickly to the safe, while the Side of Truth stepped into the headquarters of the Evil Science Alliance.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when he entered the spaceship building, the Side of Truth turned his head and glanced at the street on the left where Li Sheng was.