Chapter 379 Team Building (10,000 words long chapter, please subscribe)


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"Aaaaaaaaah!!! Why! Why didn't I win again! I've scratched twenty-five lottery tickets! And all I got were potions and scrolls! Not even a piece of magic equipment or weapon! I'm a fucking warrior! I can't use these scrolls! At least give me a belt or boots!"

A player who had "spent all his money" on lottery tickets sat down on the ground with a bunch of scrolls and potions in his arms, wailing in despair.

Because apart from those low-level healing potions, detoxification potions and strengthening potions that could still be used, both the divine scrolls and the arcane scrolls were just a pile of waste paper to him.

The most important thing is that most players are now in the initial stage without any original capital accumulation and do not have much money in hand.

No one would buy or afford expensive consumables like potions and scrolls.

Even among spellcasters such as priests, druids, mages, warlocks, bards, etc., only a very small number can graduate from their respective academies.

A thief who had fought alongside him patted the "old gambler" on the shoulder and consoled him, "Don't worry about it. It's only temporary that no one wants these things. When the next world opens and all the players come in, everyone will have money in their hands and will naturally be willing to buy some potions and scrolls for emergencies."

"Nonsense! Don't I know that other players will buy it when they have money?" The warrior player rolled his eyes in annoyance. "But the problem is, I want to get some money now to exchange for one or two magic equipment, so as to prepare for entering the next world."

"Hey, everyone is like that. We have now entered the first echelon thanks to this mission. Everyone is scrambling to maintain their advantage and strive to be the first. No one wants to be left behind."

The thief chuckled and touched the glowing red blood-sucking dagger hanging at his waist.

There was no doubt that this thing was the prize he had just won from scratching the lottery ticket. Every time it hit the target, it could absorb a small amount of health points and transfer them to the holder.

In other words, as long as you are not killed on the spot, you can quickly recover to your original state in a short time by killing a few people or animals. It is definitely a good thing that melee professions dream of.

Jack had just taken a fancy to this dagger and wanted to buy it at a high price of three thousand gold coins, but he resisted the urge to sell it.

Because all elite players have clearly realized that becoming strong is the key to gaining a foothold in this virtual game world.

As long as you have the ability, there will never be a lack of opportunities to make money.

The warrior player glanced at the blood-sucking dagger with a slightly envious look, nodded with a wry smile, "Yeah! I was also confused, looking at those dazzling prizes and wanted to take a chance. What should I do now? I only have twenty or so gold coins left, not even enough to buy a set of basic equipment. Am I going to rob houses and become a bandit in the next world?"

"Pfft! Hahahaha! Are you fucking trying to make me die of laughter?"

The thief couldn't help but spit out the water he had just drunk.

After all, there is only one set of welfare equipment for novices, which is the set given when they just graduate from the academy.

If it is lost due to reasons including death, the player will need to buy it with his own money.

As an elite in the first echelon, it is a bit embarrassing that in the end I didn't even have the most basic equipment.

While the two were talking, Caroline, the only girl among the more than 140 elite players who was not a soldier, bodyguard or assassin, slowly squeezed out of the crowd, walked over, pointed at the scrolls still on the ground and asked, "Are you selling these arcane scrolls?"

"Of course! Do you want it? I'll give you a 30% discount! No! 40% off!"

The warrior player instantly got rid of his previous "salted fish" state and jumped up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the heavy purse that the girl was carrying on her back with difficulty, and the +1 Lightning Double-Edge Ax in her arms.

The latter in particular was one of the several prizes he had his eyes on.

According to the description, anyone hit by this ax will not only suffer huge physical damage, but also release additional electric shocks on the wound, causing the enemy to fall into uncontrollable short-term paralysis. This is the favorite of warriors who like to use two-handed heavy weapons.

"What scrolls do you have here?" Caroline continued to ask.

Since she is a warlock, she will automatically learn some spells every time she levels up. She does not need to spend money to buy scrolls or rent other people's spell books like a wizard, so there is no need to spend too much money for the time being.

In addition, the previous battle made the girl realize that her shortcoming was that she had too few spells to use every day, so she decided to use some of her money to buy scrolls and magic items for emergencies.

At this moment, she was wearing a [Secondary Spell Storage Ring] on her finger that could store three levels of spells, and a ten-shot missile wand on her waist.

For a warlock of real level 3, this is already a very "luxurious" configuration.

Of course, the reason why Caroline could own these equipment was not only because there were relatively few arcane spellcasters among the elite players and her own luck in draws was exceptionally good, but also the large sum of money she had just received played a significant role.

Without saying anything, the warrior player immediately picked out all the arcane scrolls, spread them out one by one, pointed at the complex magic patterns and introduced them: "I have two Charm Person, one Grease, one Shield, one Burning Hands, three Horror, one Metamorphosis, one Protective Arrow, two Webs, one Wild Laughter, and finally a three-ring Monster Summoning.

If you want them all, just give me 600 gold coins.

In addition, I have a lot of magic scrolls for healing, protection, strengthening, and various potions. I'll give you 1,600 gold coins for the whole thing.

Of course, you can also exchange it directly with the ax in your hand.

Anyway, that thing is of no use to your small body, right? "

At this moment, this warrior player was like a big bad wolf luring Little Red Riding Hood, and he had obviously been eyeing the Lightning Double-Edged Ax from the very beginning.

After all, a good weapon can greatly improve melee professions.

As for armor, spend five to ten gold coins to buy a piece of inlaid leather armor and you'll be fine for now.

"make a deal!"

Caroline thought about it for a moment and then agreed to the deal.

It took both parties less than a minute to get what they needed.

Then, the girl picked out the magic scrolls and potions that she had no use for and continued to look for other people to trade with.

Similar situations are obviously not isolated cases, but occur frequently in the open square in front of the central tower, forming a place like a trading market.

Even ordinary players who have no money come to join in the fun and learn about the market conditions and prices of various items.

The most outrageous thing is that some players who survived to the end even brought back the broken bones, internal organs, brains and other things from the undead creatures and put them on the shelves for sale.

If it were a wizard who had mastered the technology of making magic wands or necromancy magic items, this thing might be of some use.

At least thick bone sticks have always been the basic material for low-level magic wands, and are worth at least a few silver coins to one gold coin depending on their quality.

The internal organs can also be used to make terrible cysts, which are attached to low-level undead and then controlled to explode suddenly, causing group negative energy damage to enemies in a large area, and even causing a series of serious consequences such as poisoning and disease.

But the problem is that the magic education that players receive is a castrated and quick-course version, and they fail to learn even the basic theories.

How is it possible to master such complex and difficult techniques as making wands, rings, weapons and protection in such a short time?

As a result, apart from attracting a large number of curious people, not a single piece was sold.

Just when this small market for mutual exchange was gradually growing in scale, someone suddenly shouted, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Fuck! It's you two again! Is this fair? Did you make some kind of PY deal with the planners and managers of this game?"

"Damn it! I don't accept it!"

"Yes! There must be something fishy going on!"

"Protest! I demand compensation!"

Following the direction of the sound, Jack and Wu Sheng can be clearly seen, one holding a flaming hammer emitting red light, and the other carrying the long-barreled alchemical musket that has haunted countless people.

Apparently, they both drew their dream weapons.

Especially the alchemical muskets. Even the cheapest one costs a full three thousand gold coins each in the weapon shop. High-end ones like this will cost at least five to seven thousand gold coins.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people willing to lose everything they have to take a gamble.

After all, compared to cold weapons such as bows, crossbows, swords, and spears, these elite players still prefer modern gunpowder weapons such as guns and cannons, and they are also easier to use.

Seeing more and more people joining in the booing, Jack immediately rolled his eyes impatiently and cursed, "Get out of my way! What a shady conspiracy! Are you blind? We spent hundreds of gold coins to buy the last few lottery tickets from others."

"Who? That idiot sold his lottery ticket?"

A tall elf female player stared at the crowd around the podium with a shocked look on her face and asked loudly.

After a brief silence, she suddenly saw an orc player walk out of the crowd without saying a word, and began to bang his head frantically against the table where the prizes were placed.

Bang! Bang! Bang! After just a few hits, the wooden table was cracked, and dark red blood appeared on the forehead.

The guy was roaring like a madman while he was ramming into the car: "I'm a fucking idiot! Idiot! Idiot! Don't stop me! Let me just ram my head into death!"

"Brother! Not at all. Not at all. Calm down! If you get killed, you'll lose experience points and levels. It's not worth it."

"Yeah! At least you earned a few hundred gold coins. You can go to the floating city weapon shop or magic item shop to buy something good."

"That's right! You didn't suffer a loss at all. You just earned a little less."

Several other players rushed over nearby to stop this unlucky guy who was seriously mentally unbalanced.

He missed out on two pieces of magic equipment worth at least tens of thousands of dollars just for a few hundred gold coins.

Miserable! Too miserable! Especially being executed in such a public place, it is heartbreaking and makes anyone who hears about it cry.

Of course, compared to this Orc player who regretted so much that he wanted to die, the other side was much happier.

Jack swung the magic hammer twice, which emitted amazing heat and fire, and commented with satisfaction: "Although it is much lighter than my previous one, fortunately it can cause additional fire magic damage. When fighting, just smash it hard into the enemy's face, and the flame shock alone can kill or even seriously injure them."

"Disfigured by the impact of flames? Could it be that you are too ugly and have become mentally twisted and abnormal?" Wu Sheng complained with a twitching mouth.

"Tsk! What's wrong with being ugly? As long as I'm strong enough, that's all. You saw how outstanding and powerful my performance was in this mission. Now among all the players, my professional level is the highest." Jack retorted with a grin.

The reason why this "grim" is in quotation marks is because his face is so ugly that no matter what expression he makes, it reveals a sense of cruelty, bloodthirstiness and hideousness in the eyes of outsiders.

Wu Sheng shook his head gently: "Don't underestimate any basic attribute. Your charm and intelligence are so low, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later."

"What are you afraid of? Low charisma can just make me wear a mask and a helmet. Low intelligence doesn't have much impact on me as a player." Jack shrugged nonchalantly.

However, he didn't realize that it wouldn't be long before he would regret his hasty decision when creating the character.

You should know that every time a player goes to a new world, the local language and writing system will be injected into it through the mastermind Isadora.

If a character's intelligence attribute is too low, the brain will fail to be infused because it cannot carry more knowledge.

In other words, a "retarded" person like Jack, whose intelligence attribute is only five points, is destined to be unable to learn a second language. At that time, he will not even be able to communicate with the locals and can only rely on his teammates to translate.

But he himself had not realized this at this time. Instead, he happily put his arm around Wu Sheng's neck and suggested, "Let's go find a place to try this gun and see what the difference is between the alchemical muskets in the magic world and those on Earth."

“We have to buy bullets first.

Alchemical bullets cost five silver coins each, and a box of fifty bullets costs at least twelve gold coins.

Ordinary gunpowder bullets are relatively cheap, and one gold coin can buy sixty bullets.

But in the world where the floating city is currently located, the power of gunpowder bullets has been greatly weakened. Based on the caliber of this gun, the effective range is only fifteen to twenty meters.

So I can only try the power of the alchemical bullet first."

When he mentioned the bullet, Wu Sheng couldn't help but reveal a painful expression.

After all, this thing is a serious consumable.

Although alchemical rifles usually need to be fired and reloaded one by one, they are far from being like modern automatic weapons that consume dozens or even thousands of rounds of bullets within a few minutes.

However, once it really gets into battle, a box of bullets will be used up in a short time.

Anyone with a bit of common sense knows that one of the biggest advantages of firearms over bows and crossbows is that they do not consume too much physical energy when used.

It is far from being like the former, where after pulling the bowstring dozens or twenty times in a row, the arms will begin to ache and become weak, and it will take a while to rest before being able to fight again.

Therefore, under the same combat conditions, the consumption of ammunition is much higher than that of arrows.

Of course, the more enemies killed, the more experience points gained, so Wu Sheng had no complaints. He was just worried about the high long-term costs of using firearms.

But soon, under Jack's guidance, he stopped worrying about it, and quickly selected a box of the cheapest and most common lead bullets from the various and expensive enchanted bullets in the weapon shop, and came to the public area of ​​the long-range weapon training ground in the floating city.

Since most of the players gathered around the central tower to watch the fun, this place seemed very empty.

Wu Sheng directly chose a maximum distance of five hundred meters, which was impossible for a bow and crossbow to reach.

Then, with extremely skilled movements, he pushed a bullet that was thicker and longer than a twelve-gauge shotgun bullet into the loading hole from the back, and then pulled the bolt hard to send the bullet into the chamber.

After doing all this, he put his shoulder against the butt of the gun and assumed a shooting stance. After about two or three seconds, he pulled the trigger.

The next second...

Bang! A red flame shot out directly from the muzzle, and in just over a second it hit the human-shaped wooden target 500 meters away.

Under the influence of huge kinetic energy and cavity effect, the latter exploded from the middle with a snap, and a large amount of debris flew everywhere.

After penetrating the first wooden target, the bullet changed its trajectory and smashed another nearby wooden target into pieces.

The former is a wooden man of almost the same size as a normal person, and his entire head has disappeared without a trace. The latter is relatively better, but there is also a black hole in the chest.

It goes without saying that if this had hit a flesh and blood body, neither of them would have survived.

"Fuck! How come the trajectory is so accurate? And the bullet is so powerful?"

Wu Sheng opened his mouth in shock, as if he couldn't believe what he saw. He even forgot to rub his shoulder which was numb from the reaction force.

"Of course, this is all the effect of magic. Otherwise, why do you think alchemical firearms are so expensive? Its maximum effective range for unarmored targets is even more than two thousand meters, and it has more than thirty kinds of enchanted bullets with different properties and powers. If you advance to become a magic archer in the future, you can also infuse it with additional magical energy."

Weapon designer Boll walked over from a distance carrying another pistol of a completely different shape.

It is not difficult to tell from the familiar porous round cylinder that this thing is a revolver, but with some alchemical techniques and enchantments added.

Apparently, he was designing a close-range shooting weapon that was easy to carry and cheap enough at the request of Zuo Si, so that it could be supplied to those players who had experience in using firearms.

But this is obviously not easy.

Because anything related to "alchemy" or "enchantment" means that the cost will definitely not be low.

But Boll accepted the task with great pleasure.

The reason why he chose the relatively primitive and simple structure of the revolver was to save costs to the maximum extent, reduce alchemical expenses, and make it easier for mages to enchant it.

But even so, the current cost is still more than 1,500 gold coins.

"Are you testing your gun here too?"

Wu Sheng keenly noticed the revolver in the other person's hand, and his eyes revealed a strong curiosity.

Based on the previous missions and the crashed magic airship, he had realized that the man in front of him should be working in scientific research on the floating city of Plantia, so he was very curious about the principles behind it all.

Although he also understood that it was a bit ridiculous to find so-called "scientific basis" in a game, everything around him was too real, so real that people subconsciously ignored that it was a virtual world.

Bol smiled and nodded, "That's right. Since you all like firearms so much, I'm researching an alchemical firearm that's cheap, simple and convenient to use.

But unfortunately, no matter how much we cut costs, it is difficult to reduce the price of this thing below 1,500 gold coins.

I am currently looking for some people to conduct combat tests on the weapons. Are you interested in joining me?"

"There are many benefits, the most obvious of which is that you can buy various advanced weapons that are still under development at cost price at the first opportunity, and you will also get some ammunition and other things for free. But the condition is that you must submit a report every once in a while and explain in detail the problems encountered during the trial."

Boll calmly put forward the conditions.

With the deepening of magic research and the cracking of the technology from the Phyrexian and Solan civilizations in another secret base, the experts in the weapons design and research and development department can be said to have opened their minds to various fantastic ideas. At present, more than a hundred conceptual samples have been produced, and a large number of cannon fodder are needed...

Ah! That's not right!

They should be called "warriors with a spirit of scientific dedication" to boldly conduct tests and reap some profits to recoup research and development funds.

Similarly, elite players can also obtain the weapons and equipment they dream of in a relatively cheap way.

Win-win!

As for some "small" accidents and "insignificant" casualties, as long as the probability of their occurrence is not too frequent, players should not care too much.

Poor Jack didn't know he was being targeted. He stared at the exquisite revolver with his eyes fixed on it and drooled. Without even thinking, he nodded vigorously: "Okay! No problem! We are willing to be testers."

"Great! Let's sign a contract now."

As he spoke, Boll quickly took out the template he had prepared long ago from his arms.

He commissioned this thing from a scholar specializing in legal studies in the social science department. It contains a large number of professional terms and countless rhetorical traps that make no sense when you put them together even though you know every word.

Anyway, to sum it up in one sentence, the safety of all experimental weapons is not guaranteed, and all losses and casualties caused are borne by the players themselves.

Compared with this contract, the unfair terms of those big Internet companies seem so reasonable.

It's a pity that Jack and Wu Sheng had low education levels, especially lack of experience and lessons in word games, so they signed their names without even reading it.

Boll was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately took them to the warehouse of the weapons research and development shooting department, and persuaded them to buy a lot of various props and equipment.

When they came out, they found that their wallets, which were originally bulging with money, had shrunk by more than half.

Especially the two-meter-tall prototype human [construct] that they jointly invested in and bought at a huge price. It looked like a counterfeit product cobbled together with rough steel frames. Even when walking with its lower limbs, it was shaky and had difficulty maintaining balance. It often could only run and crawl on all fours like an animal.

Fortunately, this thing's carrying capacity is much better than that of ordinary livestock. Even if it cannot be used as a combat force, it can be used as a pack animal, and it does not need to be fed.

"Hey, man, I think we can start considering expanding the team. What do you think?" Jack asked his companions for their opinions in a slightly excited tone.

Wu Sheng nodded without hesitation: "I totally agree. The thief we worked with last time, Inez, was quite good. Not only was he smart and good at making all kinds of small props, but he was also brave enough to fight at critical moments. He is definitely a reliable partner."

"Yeah! You're right! Count him in. And Warlock Caroline is not bad either. Her magic will definitely come in handy in the next world."

“I have no doubt about that.

After all, apart from those half-baked bards, she is currently the only arcane spellcaster who has entered the first echelon.

We can now use second-level spells, which will definitely be a powerful helper that can help us turn the situation around at a critical moment.

Besides, don’t you find it weird?

Why would a little girl like Caroline, who has no combat experience, graduate from the Warlock Academy so quickly?"

Wu Sheng looked into his partner's eyes and asked a question with a smile that puzzled many elite players.

Jack was slightly stunned, and then asked in an uncertain tone: "You know?"

Wu Sheng answered without hesitation: "Yes! I have already inquired privately.

Caroline is a super genius. She was admitted to MIT with full marks at the age of twelve.

If she had not suddenly developed a terminal illness, she would have broken the record and become the youngest graduate in mathematics in the school's history.

In addition, she passed the mage test with perfect evaluation.

However, after learning that learning magic requires a large amount of money, he took the initiative to develop the power of his bloodline and become a warlock.

However, she did not give up the profession of wizard, she just wanted to save some money before starting to systematically learn the complex and diverse magical knowledge.

So believe me, this girl is definitely worth cultivating and investing in.

She will become the magic expert and think tank of the team in the future."

"I see! Then what are we waiting for? Let's go invite her now!"

Although Jack's character is a little rough and always gives people the illusion of being a reckless man, he is actually not stupid at all and knows very well what a genius with high IQ means.

Soon, the two found Caroline, a warlock, in the small market at the entrance of the central tower.

However, what surprised them was that at this moment, this girl had already bought low and sold high many times, and even took the initiative to help ordinary players who did not have much money to contact each other for loans and provided guarantee services. In the end, she used the price difference to almost buy more than half of the scrolls, magic wands, and equipment that were only useful to arcane and divine spellcasters in the lottery rewards.

Looking at the things piled up on the stall, Wu Sheng, who had never done business before, widened his eyes and asked in a trembling voice: "You...what did you do?"

“Nothing, I just pooled the spare money of ordinary players to create demand and market.

Then use market rules to earn the difference.

Finally, I took advantage of the information gap and bought these things that might be useful for less money.

Although I can't compare with you experienced veterans in combat, I still have some confidence in areas that require the use of mathematics and brainpower.

And I found that the economic system of this game world is very real and very interesting.

When the next world opens, I will make further attempts and explorations."

As she said this, Caroline's face was filled with a confident smile, completely different from her previous disheveled appearance during the mission.

"You know what? The way you look right now reminds me of those vampires on Wall Street!"

At this moment, Jack finally believed that the girl in front of him was much smarter than he had imagined.

Because he noticed that Caroline was not the only player who had similar ideas of making a profit from the price difference.

But the problem is that the other guys are just playing around on the small side and have never thought about utilizing the scattered funds in the hands of ordinary players through mutual lending and providing guarantees, thereby expanding the scale of the entire trading market.

What's more, because of the girl's behavior, she directly won the favor of countless ordinary players, so these players are also willing to trust her and follow her advice.

The result is that she became the spokesperson for a large number of buyers. She could use the customer resources in her hands to bargain with the sellers, lower the price as much as possible and earn a certain percentage of commission.

It's like some people are still running small businesses, but others have already started playing with finance.

From the very beginning, the two sides' structures and speed of making money were simply not on the same level.

"Hahahaha! Thank you for the compliment! By the way, if you like anything, just pick two and take them away. This will be my way of repaying you for taking care of me during this mission."

Caroline laughed and pointed at the items in the stall.

But Jack didn't take advantage of this little advantage. Instead, he asked solemnly, "Genius, are you interested in joining our team? I don't mean a temporary team, but a long-term fixed team."

"Oh? You are willing to take me with you!" The girl's face showed surprise.

She thought that based on her poor performance in the first mission, she would most likely be kicked out of the first tier.

"Of course! You are the first person we invite. What we need is your brain and spells, so it doesn't matter if you are a little bit lacking in combat. Players won't really die anyway, you can slowly accumulate experience, and one day you will catch up with us." Wu Sheng added.

Caroline's eyes kept sweeping back and forth between the two "uncles" in front of her who exuded a strong aura. It took her several minutes to finally make up her mind.

"Okay! I'll join! But there is one requirement. The scrolls and magic items used in battle must be reimbursed by the team's public funds. Otherwise, I will go bankrupt soon if I encounter frequent and fierce battles."

“It’s a very reasonable request. We agreed. Happy cooperation!”

Jack agreed readily and stretched out his big, rough, and hairy right hand.

“It’s a pleasure to work with you!”

The girl gently squeezed the other person's fingers with her fingertips with a look of disgust, fearing that she would accidentally touch the thick black hair that made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Then the three of them packed up their things, found the thief Inez and invited him.

In this way, a core team consisting of a ranger, a priest, a rogue and a warlock was quietly built.

After confirming the core members, they held a small meeting to discuss their respective responsibilities and the distribution of spoils.

Once everything is confirmed, we will start recruiting externally.

In just two or three days, the four-person team had expanded to more than two hundred and fifty people, including both elite players from the first echelon and ordinary players who had just graduated from their respective academies.

But they have one thing in common, that is, when selecting personnel, they must either have served in the army or fought in the battlefield as a mercenary, or have experience in business and management. At the very least, they must know a little about carpentry, metal smelting, cold weapon forging and some knowledge of engineering machinery.

In fact, Jack and Wu Sheng were not the only ones doing this. Other teams also raised their own banners and began recruiting players, preparing to march into the new world.

Ambitious, they were not satisfied with working for the local forces at all. Instead, they planned to collect information as mercenaries, recruit local natives to join and expand the team.

When the time is right, I'll just rebel right here.

Just as the players were actively preparing for the battle, Zuo Si had already teleported to the world of A Song of Ice and Fire through the power of his planeswalker spark.

However, the place he first arrived was not in Westeros, but in Essos, which was across the sea to the east. To be precise, it was Pentos, a free trade city-state on the coast of the Narrow Sea.

Without any hesitation!

Zuo Si directly found a relatively suitable place and used the legendary magic [Nail into the Sky] to send the psychic signal receiver and amplifier to the space above his head, making it a synchronous orbit satellite.

Afterwards, he took the signal strength test tool developed by the Snail Shell and used teleportation magic to travel to the snow-covered far north of Westeros with the launch point as the center. He then went to the Slave Bay and the Dothraki Steppes, especially the Our Lady of Mount, which was regarded as a sacred place by nomads.

After confirming that players' activities within this main range would not be affected in any way, I breathed a sigh of relief.

You have to know that throwing one of these things would cost millions of gold coins worth of expensive materials. Zuo Si didn't want to be in an embarrassing situation where one was not enough and he had to have another one.

In addition, he sincerely hoped that the device he launched would not be accidentally crashed or damaged when the red comet visited the planet.

After all, according to many people's speculation, this comet is very likely to have brought magical energy to the world.

Dragons, magic, and supernatural powers all began to revive after its appearance.

Who knows if this thing will have any reaction or impact on the psychic signal receivers and amplifiers floating in outer space.

After solving the signal problem, Zuo Si immediately took out a broken magic crystal - a replica of Crenshinibon, and directly created a small island of only a few square kilometers on the sea surface at the launch origin. He then placed it in the highest place and recited the classic spell.

"Iberthun--Del--Aberdur--"

moment!

The prismatic crystal, which was originally only the size of a palm, suddenly began to emit a dazzling light, and drew energy from the sunlight in the sky above, trembling and growing in size with a unique pulsation.

In an instant, the sky in the sea area within a radius of ten kilometers became dim, as if there was a solar eclipse.

Needless to say, this is a replica of the Broken Demon Crystal that is absorbing the sun's energy to maintain its own existence.

When the horrifying doomsday-like scene ended, a huge magic crystal tower stood on the island.

Zuo Si went straight in and came to the top level, peeled off Yalin's spark from her body, and embedded it into a huge portal that had been prepared in advance.

In the blink of an eye, the portal was fully activated and connected to the floating city of Mutahar.

About a few seconds later, a tentacle extending from the main brain Isadora came in from the other side and connected to the huge psychic signal amplifying device on the top of the tower.

The next second...

Through the reception and amplifiers in the synchronous orbit, her perception ability covers the entire continent of Westeros, as well as most of the continents of Essos and Sothoryos near the east.

"Well, have you sensed the power in this world that may pose a threat to us?" Zuo Si asked directly.

Mastermind Isadora responded without hesitation: "No. This world is much safer than you think. I don't feel anything that can threaten you. Even a Balor or a Pit Fiend can easily destroy it."

"Very good! Keep monitoring. I'm going to confirm the current time now."

After saying this, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and instantly disappeared without a trace.

As for the mastermind Isadora, she unceremoniously summoned several mindlayers from the other side to serve her and be responsible for maintaining those sophisticated and complex psychic equipment.

In order to prevent any unexpected situations, the Diary, which had become a ghost dragon lich, also dispatched an elite undead army to station there.

In fact, if he hadn't been given permission, he would have even entered this world himself and led the players to sweep across all the major forces and collect those young and beautiful women.

At the same time, the Mutahar floating city on the other side of the portal has also arrived at the designated location and is hovering at an altitude of more than 15,000 meters.

Fortunately, the people living here are undead creatures who don't need to breathe. Otherwise, with the air here being so thin, a normal person would die miserably in a short time.

Obviously, the reason for docking at this altitude is to be able to better absorb energy from the sunlight.

Since all the wizard towers are transformed into magic crystals, the Mutahar floating city cannot compare to the Plantia floating city in terms of quickly absorbing energy.

In addition, after the volume and area were expanded, the entire underground part was densely packed with crystal matrices that could store electrical energy, making it a super backup energy source.

At the moment, the diary sat on the throne of the central tower in human form, yawning with boredom, and asked casually: "How long will it take for the matrices below to be fully charged?"

"At least two weeks, Great Lord."

A spiritual lich who had created the Broken Demon Crystal bowed his head and gave the answer respectfully.

"Two weeks? Damn! That's a little too long."

The diary couldn't help but curse under its breath.

Needless to say, he is very bored with these days of doing nothing and acting as a "solar panel", and he is eager to find an opportunity to do something.

In particular, we hope to be able to send players to the other side of the portal as quickly as possible, and then guide them through various means to do things that they want to do but cannot do in person.

After all, when players go to the new world, they must first teleport from the Plantia Floating City to the Mutahar Floating City, and then use the cross-time and space portal here to reach the other side.

In addition, some players who use magic need to provide their own magic crystal towers to create a casting environment, so the diary can do a lot of little things.

What's more, his existence is equivalent to Zuo Si's clone, so he knows his master's temper and personality very well, and will not touch Zuo Si's bottom line like other idiots.

Just the opposite!

The only thing this guy wants to do is to have some fun and make the boring life of the city lord more colorful.

(End of this chapter)

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