Global Game: Developing a Knight Clan

Chapter 228 - 187: Alien Battlefield, Player Destruction Group Online

Green Saturn, the Taven Civilization.

On a high slope in a dense forest, the ground suddenly began to flash with successive lights.

One by one, Players were deposited into this world.

"Huh? So this is Green Saturn?"

"The scenery’s not bad. Doesn’t feel that different from Blue Star."

The first Players to arrive cautiously surveyed their surroundings, but didn’t forget to comment on the environment they saw.

"Any planet with life is bound to be similar. They’re all products of the Cosmos’s will, after all."

"Still, these trees look pretty unique. They’re actually glowing green?"

"Hey, brothers up front, make some room! There’s no space to stand!"

As more and more Players appeared, the once-quiet slope suddenly became bustling with noise.

But the teleportation only lasted for a short while, and then... no one else came?

Although there seemed to be quite a few Players present, it was far short of thirty thousand. And more importantly, where was the promised Chief?

Where did our great Chief go?

Damn! Did the True Game officials screw us over?

It was only then that the Players noticed a new party interface had appeared in their minds after arriving in this world.

[Thirteenth Destruction Squad]

[Players Present: 1,000]

[Commander: Masked Monk (Tier Six)]

[Vice-Commanders: Star of Hope (Tier Five), Salted Fish of Freshwater River (Tier Four)]

[Squad Leaders: ...]

"We’re screwed?!"

"What the hell is this?! Weren’t we supposed to be mooching EXP off the Chief? What’s this Thirteenth Destruction Squad?"

"Does this mean there are thirty squads of Players for this destruction mission? And we’re all scattered?"

Some Players started wailing as soon as they saw the information.

However, other Players’ eyes lit up.

"Hey, our squad isn’t half bad. We’ve even got a Tier Six big shot."

"True. Even without the Chief, we can still achieve great things. There can’t be more than a handful of Tier Six Players in the entire game right now, right?"

"Speaking of which, where’s Commander Mask? Come out and say something! Your position as commander was designated by the Chief or the officials. You need to step up and organize everyone, or we’ll all just be running around like headless chickens!"

"Yeah, strength is what matters. I accept Masked Monk as the commander. I remember he was an adjutant in the Third Legion back in Karte World."

The Players gathered together, all discussing the situation amongst themselves.

After all, they at least had the experience from Karte World last time.

These Players could no longer be considered a disorganized mob. They definitely wouldn’t run off recklessly before the situation was clear.

They were even willing to follow stronger Players to leech some experience.

What’s more, some Players recognized this so-called Masked Monk as the Third Legion’s adjutant from the dungeon war in Karte World.

Faced with the Players’ calls, the Player ’Masked Monk’ couldn’t help but feel utterly helpless.

’I’m just a veteran gamer,’ he thought. ’Sure, I used to love making strategy guides for all sorts of games and posting on forums.’

’All for the sake of hearing other players in the game call me a ’big shot.’’

’But the True Game is different. This game affects reality.’

’I’ve always lived by the principle of lying low whenever possible. Reality has nothing to do with me.’

’Unfortunately, the True Game doesn’t play by the rules.’

’You had to participate in the legion-level campaign dungeon; there was no choice, or you’d fall behind everyone else.’

’And once I participated, there was naturally no hiding my strength.’

’Just like in Karte World last time, my Tier Five strength quickly caught the attention of the Third Legion’s Legion Commander.’

’Especially after he found out I was a ’strategy-focused’ player, that man made me an adjutant, whether I wanted the position or not.’

’And just like that, I was thrust into the spotlight.’

’Now it seems I’ve been completely noticed by the True Game, or maybe even the Chief?’

’For this mission, I’ve actually been made the commander of a behind-enemy-lines destruction squad?’

’What am I supposed to say to that?’

’I have no choice but to step up.’

’The title of ’Runner-Up Elite Player’ isn’t so easy to bear.’

’But then again, as one of the top ten Players in the True Game, it would be pretty easy for me to use my title’s special attributes to command this squad.’

So, in the end, he resignedly flew into the air.

Meanwhile, similar scenes were playing out in various other locations across Green Saturn.

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「At this very moment, on a desolate prairie in Green Saturn’s northern hemisphere.」

A multitude of lights once again emerged from the ground in succession.

In the next moment, another thousand people were teleported here.

[First Destruction Squad]

[Players Present: 1,000]

[Commander: Can’t See the Bright Moon (Tier Five)]

[Vice-Commanders: Logical Genius (Tier Six), Brother Cheng Takes Off (Tier Six)]

[Squad Leaders: Wada Xiwa (Tier Five), Sweet Little Cookie (Tier Five), I’m Just an Ordinary Person (Tier Four)...]

"What the heck is this?"

"How did Bright Moon become the commander? And what’s our situation? We were all put together?"

Whether it was intentional or not, the members of the ’Chosen Group’ gathered together immediately after being teleported into this world.

They looked at each other, all of them appearing somewhat dazed.

"You’re Brother Cheng?"

"You’re Little Sweetie?"

"You’re Logical?"

"Haha, we finally get to meet in person, even if it’s still in-game. By the way, where’s Brother Green Tea? He’s not here this time?"

"And the big boss, Sister Yu, she’s not here either? Did they choose the reality defense mission before Night Owl made his choice?"

At this moment, no one was more overjoyed than Brother Cheng Takes Off.

After all, this mission was different from the last one.

Last time, he had participated in the war as a Skeleton character in the game.

But this time, he actually had a physical body!

It might be a cloned body, but it was a body nonetheless!

That’s right. In this game, all Players were participating in the war using cloned bodies based on their real appearances, though their faces had been ’fine-tuned’ by thirty percent by the True Game.

Therefore, there were no instances of someone being a Demon Beast or a Beastman this time.

Furthermore, in this world, they could use one hundred percent of their Character Card’s Power with no time limit, which was a rare experience indeed.

"Heh, ’Brother Cheng,’ you look like you’re only about twenty, kid?"

Logical Genius said, looking at Brother Cheng Takes Off with a teasing smile.

"Tch, Uncle Logical, you must be forty, right? You’re still playing games at forty? Don’t you have kids to raise?"

Logical Genius was dressed in a suit and tie and wore glasses, looking like a gentle, middle-aged man.

"Alright, alright, why talk about age? We’re all lucky to be here together, let’s just treat each other as peers."

"But I have to say, everyone’s real appearances are pretty much what I imagined. You’re all handsome and refined."

Sweet Little Cookie was all smiles. Clearly, she loved this kind of get-together.

Logical Genius: "I like the sound of that. At my age, it’s all about charisma. But our Little Sweetie is very pretty too. You truly live up to your reputation as the most active beauty in the group—pretty face, sweet words."

Wada Xiwa: "I’m flattered, but I’m pretty too, you know? Don’t play favorites, guys."

Ordinary Person: "You’re all pretty, you’re all pretty. It’s really the best thing ever that we all ended up together for this real-world campaign."

Brother Cheng Takes Off: "Of course! Just think about who our big brother is. Of course he’d pull some strings for us! It’s just a shame about Sister Yu and the others."

The five of them had just gathered, but they were already chatting away boisterously.

Meanwhile, the woman in professional attire and gold-rimmed glasses sighed helplessly off to the side.

Can’t See the Bright Moon: "Everyone, your commander is still here, you know? Could you please not ignore me? I have feelings too, okay?"

Brother Cheng Takes Off: "Huh? Oh, Aunt Mingyue is here too! I was just thinking we seemed to be missing someone."

Logical Genius: "Well, well, the capitalist’s little miss has arrived. I can’t believe I didn’t notice. My apologies, my apologies."

Ordinary Person: "Hey miss, what’s your number? I think we’re around the same age. Maybe we could get to know each other?"

...

One by one, they all spouted sarcastic remarks.

Then, they looked at each other without a word before finally bursting out in laughter.

Little Sweetie: "Alright, alright, that’s enough joking. It’s not easy for Sister Bright Moon either."

Wada Xiwa: "Seriously. Aren’t you guys lame? Ganging up on a helpless woman like that."

Brother Cheng Takes Off: "Helpless woman? I bet Bright Moon could flip a tank with one punch right now, you believe that?"

Logical Genius: "Alright, you’ve got some nerve talking. You’re a Tier Six Ghost Fire Knight. You’re not exactly weak yourself, are you?"

"Look who’s talking, as if you’re not Tier Six yourself."

"What’s with the two of you brown-nosing each other? Have you considered our feelings?"

"..."

The six of them joked and laughed, getting things off to a pretty good start.

However, they hadn’t forgotten the important business at hand.

"Speaking of which, where’s our Chief, our main support? He didn’t just group us together and then not show up himself, did he?"

Ordinary Person was the first to change the subject.

By now, the rest of the Players had arrived, and some had already noticed their group and were starting to gather around them.

"Heh heh, I just saw you were all having such a lively chat. Why only remember me now?"

Suddenly, a voice appeared right beside them.

As ripples flowed through the air, a figure completely blurred by a 360-degree mosaic appeared.

All six of them turned to look at the figure, their stunned expressions tinged with resignation.

Then, looking at the mosaic-covered figure, the most excited of them all was, without a doubt, Brother Cheng Takes Off!

"Big Bro!!!"

After seeing the mosaicked man, Brother Cheng Takes Off froze for a few seconds before excitedly rushing forward to give Lince a big hug.

After all, Brother Cheng Takes Off owed everything he had now to Lince.

If he were asked to call him ’Godfather’ right now, the guy would probably shout it without a second thought.

However, his bear hug passed right through the figure, as if Lince wasn’t even there.

"I’m not into men. Back off."

"Also, since everyone’s here now, don’t waste time on pleasantries."

"Don’t forget, this world has a near-modern level of civilization, not to mention Deities. So be wary of eyes in the sky."

"I won’t say any more. Everyone, get into the underground Space I’ve prepared for you."

As the mosaic figure finished speaking, a large fissure abruptly split open in the ground next to the group of Players.

Lince then added unhurriedly:

"My real body isn’t here at the moment. This is just a phantom I left behind, one of my Abilities."

"Next, I need to scout out the basic situation of this world. Then, you’ll follow my instructions and go destroy the surrounding cities. With my connection to Ah Cheng, I’ll naturally be there right away to back you up if you run into trouble, so go all out."

"But I’ll also be acting alone. After all, when I start destroying things, even I can’t hold myself back. Besides, it’s easier for me to escape if I encounter a powerful enemy."

"And bringing you all along... I don’t need to say it. You know it wouldn’t be appropriate."

"..."