Assuming that there really comes a day when I need to immigrate, it must be because the reality is very bad and I can't survive, otherwise I would never come to this point.
Lin Fuxia realized that there must be something big behind this.
She asked Dong Rui, who shook his head, "I don't know why there's such a plan, but since the Mastermind is planning this, do the Imperial leadership know about it? If the Empire really needs everyone to migrate, will the Alliance also need to migrate? Does the Alliance leadership know about this?"
"This is a huge matter. The Mastermind hasn't said anything, the Imperial leadership hasn't said anything, and no one who might know about this plan has spoken out. How could Father dare to leak anything so easily?"
Not only do they not dare to disclose the immigration plan, they even dare not tell others certain secrets of the game, such as the consequences after the player's nine lives die. They dare not say it clearly.
In order to prevent himself from being targeted by the mastermind, Dong Qihua even went abroad. Ostensibly, this was to avoid the questioning and accusations of netizens, but the real reason was that the alliance was no longer under the mastermind's surveillance.
Lin Fuxia also thought of this: "So your father went abroad to seek refuge. But isn't Walter still producing helmets now?"
"Yes, my father received a mission from the game to produce helmets. But in reality, the public only knows that the production of helmets is slow. But did you know? The company's several production lines in the Empire were forced to stop production several times."
"Why?"
Dong Rui pursed his lips. "Some people, who already have enough helmets, don't want to see more helmets enter the market."
There are now more than 100 million players, which is a huge number, but the resources in the game are limited.
Although many maps have not been opened yet and a large amount of resources have not been developed, it is certain that once there are more people, the resources allocated to each person will become less.
Therefore, those who have already reaped the benefits do not want more players to come in and dilute their resources.
Dong Rui looked around, as if he was wary of someone eavesdropping nearby, and then lowered his voice: "There's another reason those people did this. It seems that there's a quota for immigration."
It is said to be open to all people, but in fact there are not so many places available.
It's like Noah's Ark, only a few people can get on board in the end.
Lin Fuxia was shocked.
She understood, she understood, this was why all those who knew the truth kept silent!
They want to grab more resources before others know the news, or even be more ruthless and prevent those who come later from entering.
She gasped.
She also lowered her voice: "Do you know what the requirements are for getting this spot?"
Dong Rui shook his head. How did he know this?
But at least two things are certain. First, to be eligible to log into the game, you must not lose all nine lives.
Second, you have developed well and are strong in the game. This means that if you really immigrate, you will have a good foundation after entering the game and live a comfortable life.
Lin Fuxia also thought of this, but she didn't dwell on it and asked, "So, are you still making helmets?"
"We're still building. This is the game's order. We have to keep going even if it's difficult."
"Does the game say how many helmets should be made?" The number of helmets needed may be the final number of immigrants.
But Dong Rui shook his head: "No, but there is a shortage of resources for some parts in the helmet, and the production speed is slow. At the current rate, it will take at least ten years or even longer to reach a helmet for everyone."
But no one knows when the migration will take place.
If it's earlier, then people without helmets really won't even have the chance to enter. If it's later and there aren't many places available, how fierce will the competition be?
Of course, there is another possibility. If the time is very late, the people who entered the game earlier may not be able to survive until that time.
After all, there are only nine lives. No matter how careful a person is, he can't guarantee that he won't die once a year, right? Even Lin Fuxia didn't dare to say such a thing.
Lin Fuxia suddenly had an idea. This process was also a process of natural elimination.
However, the problem now is that those who are powerful and wealthy may know some inside information and are actively accumulating wealth. They can even use money and power to make ordinary people lose their nine lives in the game.
But the vast majority of ordinary people know nothing about this.
This means that it is not a fair process.
Lin Fuxia looked at Dong Rui deeply. These could be said to be the most confidential things. He didn't expect that this person could actually tell him.
She asked one last question: "Now, many people are like you, trapped in the game for some reason, and they can't return to reality?"
Dong Rui smiled bitterly: "I don't know. If I knew, I wouldn't be trapped here."
This is true. Lin Fuxia took out two scrolls and said, "This is the token transmission scroll. It's what you need."
She told Dong Rui how to use it.
"There may be some errors in the transmission process. If you are willing to wait, you can wait until Zhang Zhao makes a more accurate scroll before using it."
Dong Rui told her so much, so she naturally had to return the favor.
Dong Rui took the scroll and thanked him. Lin Fuxia did not stay and walked out of the vocational college.
After she left, an assassin released his Shadow Escape state and walked out from the shadows. Looking in the direction Lin Fuxia had left, he asked, "Is it okay to tell her this?"
This assassin is a master in the Wal Guild and a trusted person of the Dong family. There are usually several such people who take turns on duty to protect Dong Rui.
Dong Rui said, "If I don't tell her, she won't know. She will know sooner or later. It's better for me to tell her."
Otherwise, when the time comes, she would know everything and then feel that they were keeping quiet and become dissatisfied.
"It's unwise to make an enemy of someone like this. She will have a place in the game later."
Of course, there is already a place for it now.
Dong Rui asked: "Compared to you and her, who is stronger?"
This man and Lin Fuxia are both assassins, so Dong Rui asked this question.
The man hesitated for a moment and said, "My level is higher than hers, but if we fight, I probably won't be her match."
Level is more important than making money, and it is not something to be proud of. The Wal Guild goes out in groups to kill monsters, and the experience gained is divided equally.
Experts like him would go out to kill monsters with a group of experts. There would be a group attack mage in the team. With one skill, he could kill a large number of monsters, and his experience would increase rapidly, so he would level up quickly.
Dong Rui was stunned: "You are a retired soldier in real life."
"I say this precisely because I have combat experience. Experts carry a certain aura. The money-making guy has this aura. In fact, I was in Shadow Escape mode just now and didn't even dare to move."
I think once he moves, he will be discovered if he makes money.
Dong Rui seemed to be thinking, is it really that important to make money?
"She must not be an ordinary person in real life."
Dong Rui stopped talking about Lin Fuxia and frowned: "I don't know how my father is doing."
In reality, an earthquake occurred near Dong Qihua, but this was not the most important thing. The important thing was that the earthquake attracted the top officials of the empire. If Dong Qihua was discovered, he might be taken back to the empire, which would be troublesome.
"Zhao Yueheng has already gone over to help, so nothing should happen."
On the other side, Lin Fuxia walked out for a while and looked back. She felt like she was being spied on.
The other party might not have any ill intentions, but the gazes that kept sweeping over her made her feel uncomfortable.
Assassin?
He must be an expert.
Then she looked up at the sky again.
It is said that there is an ancestor god in this world, a very powerful one.
If there really are immigrants, this ancestral god shouldn't ignore it, right?
But Dong Rui told her so many confidential things, and nothing happened.
So, did the ancestral gods here condone this matter being spread out?
Little did she know that the ancestor god she was thinking of had no time to listen to the conversation that took place here. At this moment, he was squatting in the forest with a ferocious look on his face, forcing a big white cat to climb a tree.
Although it was indeed a big white cat and chubby, compared with a behemoth like the Giant Ape, it was really just a very weak kitten that could only climb trees with tears in its eyes and had a lot of training waiting to be done.
From time to time, the pitiful meows of cats could be heard in the forest, scaring the surrounding monsters so much that they huddled in their caves and dared not come out.
Why doesn't the big devil leave yet?
Doesn't he go to another forest to fight monsters every night? Why isn't he going today?
I don't want to stay in the same forest with the big devil, especially at night.
The giant ape raised its head, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and scratched its head unhappily. The hair on its head was scratched into a chicken coop.
He didn’t see the little believer yesterday and didn’t know where she went. He seemed to be really trapped in this body now and couldn’t sense where the little believer was.
So annoying!
Unhappy!
…
Early in the morning, Lin Fuxia used a scroll to teleport to Mole Manor and bought 500 kilograms of devil peppers for the week, and then delivered the devil peppers to the pharmacy.
Chuanhe briefly reported yesterday's events to her, and then said, "Yesterday, the Sky-Strong Ape also showed up, but he didn't see you, and he seemed a little unhappy."
Lin Fuxia nodded: "You didn't lose your temper, did you?"
"No, I did train them, but I just gave those thirty people a hard time."
Lin Fuxia was a little surprised. Did he actually train with them? It was also a little funny. All his unhappiness was being used to annoy the players.
She looked at the thirty people. Well, they looked listless so early in the morning. It was obvious that they had been trained hard.
She asked, "Are you still going to practice today?"
They looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and said, "Practice."
"Although yesterday was terrible, the harvest was still good."
The people in other combat teams were envious. They also wanted to go to the front line, but since they were not permanent personnel, they would not receive such treatment.
Someone boldly asked Lin Fuxia: "President, can we also take a foreign teacher's class?"
Foreign teacher lessons? That's quite fitting. They're extra instructors.
She thought for a moment and said, "Let's go first and see if the giant ape is willing to take us."
Therefore, the team that set out today consists of dozens of people, a huge group.
At this time, the big cat in the forest was also waiting for the little believer to arrive. It was because his body was too big that it was inconvenient for him to run around, otherwise he would have gone out of the forest to find the little believer.
While waiting, I looked at the white ball licking its paws, feeling a little guilty.
It seems that I accidentally practiced too much and the cat is a little deformed.
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