novelraw Chapter 1071 287: Version 2.0 Game Environment, Rise of the Half-Elves, Dragon Clan Plan (10K)
Chapter 1071 287: Version 2.0 Game Environment, Rise of the Half-Elves, Dragon Clan Plan (10K)
Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "It's a bit difficult. It's been almost half a year since version 2.0, and with the current situation, the player community has been fragmented."
Cai Ketongshen is targeting the flourishing player forces in the High Forest.
It's said that because the Yibel Federation has reached a certain collaboration with the High Forest, some players from the Yibel Federation now have the opportunity to go to the High Forest and bathe in the Elf Blood Pool to transform their own bloodline into that of a Half-Elf.
Of course, since the Elf Blood Pool has a limited number of slots, the number of Half-Elf players transformed every month is limited, so many people are already queueing and waiting.
Some have even gone as far as moving their entire club and even their guild to the High Forest in order to obtain more Half-Elf slots more quickly.
Their bravery in going to the High Forest is matched by the forest's willingness to receive them.
As a result, a significant number of people in the player community have become akin to double agents, putting all their focus and energy toward the High Forest.
Therefore, for the Duchy of Engilans, as one of the most densely populated player areas, it has inevitably been somewhat affected.
The end result is that almost within half a year, the player community has gone from being a cohesive group to working individually, albeit not entirely devoid of unity, but the change compared to half a year ago, when everyone was mobilized together, is indeed substantial.
"Ah, war. After staying in the Dungeon for too long, one tends to forget that the background of this game is a chaotic era."
AS and Nai Feitian sighed, shifting their attention to Cai Ketongshen and said:
"Boss Cai, to be honest, if we truly want to mobilize this many players now, it would be better if you personally come out and call them. Players now are savvy; even if the club players try to rally people, it's not very effective.
After all, we club players also compete with regular players for resources, inevitably leading to distrust.
It's better if you, Boss Cai, take action. Your reputation and influence make you far more effective than us standing out."
Cai Ketongshen nodded.
He understood AS and Nai Feitian's implied meaning as well.
It was clear that Lancaster Territory itself did not want to get directly involved in this trigger event, possibly due to the personal stance of Kael, the Lord.
After all, even the player community knows by now that Kael, the Incubus Lord, who is remarkably popular in the forums, has become a target of the holy Briania. If anything big is stirred up, someone might exploit it.
This half-year has indeed been remarkably quiet for Lancaster Territory.
It's so quiet that many people feel a little bored.
Players with nothing to do can only choose to venture out on their own to find things to do, as their enthusiasm for national wars is limitless.
For the matters that Lancaster Territory doesn't want to get involved with, plenty of people are willing to jump in.
People like Cai Ketongshen and AS, Nai Feitian, are directly organizing veteran players to go outside to earn extra money.
Just as the two were thinking about this, they suddenly heard a rumbling sound.
The ground shook as they stumbled, and when they looked up again, their expressions slightly changed.
"What... what is that?"
AS and Nai Feitian looked bewildered at the distant hills, lit up by red lightning, a terrifying spectacle utterly different from normal thunderstorms, akin to an apocalypse approaching, instilling fear from a distance.
Their expressions were not good.
Their location wasn't in Lancaster Territory, nor even in the Duchy of Engilans, but in the northern wasteland where multiple races mixed.
Although nominally the tribes govern all the Barbarians in the northern wasteland and have actual control over it, in reality, anyone familiar with the northern wasteland knows its territory is excessively vast.
The reason why such a huge territory ended up in its current state historically is due to various forces encroaching on it.
Different forces waged war after war on this land, with battle smoke spreading to every corner of the northern wasteland, and eventually, to prevent the situation from spiraling out of control, they temporarily halted the fighting and forced the uncontrollable flame down.
Afterwards, a no man's land formed in the middle.
Later, the smoke and frenzy rooted deep in this land, quickly intertwined with the war spirits hovering over the northern wasteland, and the seed of frenzy began to hide here.
As time passed, various races born on this land became the first Frenzy Warriors under the influence of the frenzy, though later generations preferred to call them Barbarians.
The Barbarians' own racial traits, or rather the peculiar nature of this region, means that even with established tribes, governance remains quite loose here.
Various forces more or less enter this region to plunder resources belonging to the northern wasteland.
The tribe doesn't want to stop them, but faced with so many forces, it feels like a female imp surrounded by strong men; if it dares to speak too much, it risks being crushed like a sandwich cookie.