On the way back, Bai Liu, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, briefly explained his ideas about the league.

"You want to participate in the competition this year?" Tang Er frowned.

"I also think it's too rushed. There are only two months left, and Bai Liu and Mu Ke are still 48 and 49 away from registering for the league games." Liu Jiayi lay on the seat speechlessly, "I think it will be difficult for both of you to register."

Bai Liu turned slightly to look at Tang Erda who was sitting behind him: "Captain Tang, do you have any good suggestions? If you lead us, what is the fastest speed to clear a dungeon?"

Tang Erda's brows furrowed more and more tightly: "I don't know your situation yet, I can't predict..."

Bai Liu asked in a different way: "If it were you, in a level 3 dungeon, with reality as the time measurement dimension, what would be your fastest speed to clear it?"

Tang Er answered without hesitation: "31 minutes."

Liu Jiayi, who was lying in the back seat of the car drinking water, started coughing violently. Mu Ke, who was in the driver's seat, slipped when he heard the number and almost drove the car off the road.

They all asked in unison: "How did you do it so fast?!"

Damn, what kind of monster is this guy?! Complete a level 3 game in 31 minutes?!

"To convert the time in the game dimension into the real dimension time, it has to be converted twice." Tang Erda explained in a deep voice, "One is to convert it to the dimension time of the system hall, and then convert it into the real time through the dimension time in the system."

"The conversion of in-game time to the system lobby's dimensional time is not based on the length of time that has passed in the game, but is calculated based on three different game endings."

Tang Er gave an example to explain: "A game has three different ends: [bad end], [normal end], and [true end]."

"[Bad End] converts to invalid dimension time. That is to say, if a player hits [Bad End], dies, or turns into a monster in the game, then from the moment he enters the game, his time becomes invalid and he is completely stuck in the game, unable to continue to convert it into dimension time or real time."

"The dimension time converted from the [true end] that you type most often, Bai Liu, is generally the longest game time a game can last. When converted to the system lobby, it is generally 3.5 to 5.5 dimension hours, and further converted to reality, it is generally between 21 and 27 hours."

Bai Liu touched his chin, thinking: "Is there a fixed conversion ratio between dimension time and real time?"

Tang Er shook his head: "No, there seems to be a regularity when converting dimensional time into real time, but this regularity is fluid. It remains consistent for a period of time, but changes again in the next period of time. At present, I have not figured out a fixed ratio, so I can only estimate it."

Bai Liu narrowed his eyes: "Reality and the system are like this, with fluid, uncertain time conversion rules..."

——Isn’t it exactly the same as the time conversion method between the game copy and the system lobby?

Combined with what Bai Liu had seen in the [Future] before, he could basically confirm that [reality] was also a dimension of a certain game copy.

If [reality] is also a game copy within the system, then the standards for converting dimensional time between [reality] and the system should also be different [end] lines.

The system and [reality] maintain a certain time conversion rule for a period of time. It should be that during this period of time, the player walks on a fixed [end] line. When the player changes the game path and walks to another [end] line, the time conversion rules in the system will also change accordingly.

——So now, what end of the game path is he taking in this [real] copy?

[true end], [normal end] or [bad end]?

"And the fastest way to clear the level is to play the [normal end] line." Tang Erda continued, "Don't explore any monster books, don't look for any clues to clear the level, just kill the big boss and then meet the mission conditions to brute force the level. My fastest record is 17 minutes, a level 2 single-player copy."

Liu Jiayi lay motionless on the seat, feeling hopeless.

Seventeen-minute second-level copy...

With this level of clearance speed, even if one person is leading four, two months is more than enough to bring them all into the league.

The league's strong ones are so terrifying.

"But two months is still too tight to participate in the league." Tang Er warned sternly, "Even if you have the qualifications, your quality is far inferior to those players in the league. Compared with obtaining the qualifications, training is more important for you."

"After obtaining the registration qualification, you must practice in the game pool at least 60 times and have a basic understanding of the league's game copies and game rules before you can participate."

Liu Jiayi raised her hand and added: "In addition, popularity is also very important. You need to canvass votes outside the game, let the audience support you, and vote for you. Only players who reach the top 100 in popularity during the support season can get the [Golden Medal of Immunity] for the league."

"What are the game pool and the golden medal of immunity from death?" Mu Ke was a little confused.

As a novice player, he had just figured out the basic rules of the game hall, and his understanding of the specific regulations of the league was far less than that of Tang Erda, the veteran, and Liu Jiayi, who had received training.

Liu Jiayi seemed to realize this as well, and rubbed his forehead with a headache: "Oh, right, I forgot you are still newcomers. Listen carefully, [Game Pool] is a brand new division. Only players who have successfully registered for the league can log in. It is generally used for internal training of league players."

Tang Er nodded in agreement with Liu Jiayi's statement: "This area contains a separate game selection screen, game login and game exit. The games played in this area are not shown to the outside audience, so there is no small TV. It is also called the [non-small TV area]."

"——In addition, players can log out of the game in this zone at any time." Liu Jiayi raised a finger, looking serious. "This is also the most special thing about this zone. The system will provide certain protection for players who have successfully registered for the league, and the specific embodiment of the protection mechanism is the existence of the [Game Pool] zone."

"In order to ensure that the players who have successfully registered for the league can successfully participate in the league, before the league officially starts, these players will conduct game training in the [game pool]. When they feel their lives are in danger, they only need to pay a certain number of points to quit the game."

Bai Liu raised his eyebrows: "It seems that the league is really important to the system."

——There actually is such a training area that has given up on harvesting players’ souls simply to ensure that these players can participate in the league smoothly.

"Don't take it lightly." Tang Erda warned in a deep voice, "The reason why this mechanism exists in the game area is because the games here are all level 3 dungeons that are directly connected to the league. Many people died before they even had time to log out."

"That's right." Liu Jiayi nodded seriously. "I heard from Hong Tao that the dungeons for the league matches over the years were randomly drawn from the game pool. They are really difficult. In order to ensure that they are familiar with the operation of these dungeons, many members of large guilds will immediately complete 52 dungeons after the league match last year, and then enter the [game pool] for high-intensity training."

"So that's why we don't see any team members from big guilds outside?" Mu Ke asked.

"What you can see in the [Small TV Area] are only the star players who are promoted by the guild. You can't see the team members with stronger abilities who have been training in the [Game Pool] for the entire year." Tang Erda said lightly.

Liu Jiayi retorted: "But this does not mean that the star players are weak. On the contrary, most of them are very strong."

Mu Ke was stunned: "Star player?"

Bai Liu took out a pen and paper from the drawer in the front seat of the car, wrote down a few key words on it, circled one of the key words "Golden Medal of Immunity to Death", and then asked: "The existence of star players is related to the Golden Medal of Immunity to Death, right?"

Tang Er was silent for a moment and said, "Yes."

"Although you can log out of the game pool at any time, you cannot log out of the game in the league until the winner is determined, which means the losing side will basically be wiped out."

Bai Liu tapped the pen twice on [Value for Money], lowered his eyes and said softly, "——But this is a league match. If the losing side is wiped out, it means that a team will disappear from the match. The match cannot continue at all, and it is impossible to use the audience's emotional support for a fixed team to induce them to charge and gamble, thereby maximizing the benefits of the league."

"Under such circumstances, the League [Golden Medal of Immunity], an item to retain more popular and valuable players, came into being."

Liu Jiayi sighed: "That's probably right. After a player obtains the [Gold Medal of Immunity], if his health or mental value drops to a dangerous level during a match, the system will automatically log you out of the game."

"[Golden Medal of Immunity] is obtained by popularity, that is, the audience's support for you. This is also the origin of the support season. Two months before the start of the league, major guilds will start to promote their own teams crazily and let their star players work like crazy."

"Basically, if a team has one or two very bright star players, the other members of the team don't have to worry about their own "get out of jail free" problem, because the fans of the star players will vote for everyone in the entire team, ensuring that they can attack without restraint in the league without any worries."

Liu Jiayi began to count on her fingers: "For example, Hearts from the King's Guild, Spades from the Killer Rank, Charles from the Gambler's Alliance, Georgia from the Golden Dawn, and the God-Reverse Judge from the Deer Hunter - but this guy moved to the Killer Rank this year."

Liu Jiayi put two fingers next to Bai Liu and said, "So this year, there are two star players in the Killer Sequence. Their guild support season is simply not open, because with this kind of formation, there is no need to worry about the [Gold Medal of Immunity]."

"But..." Liu Jiayi withdrew his finger with a sad expression, "I am the only half-star player in our guild. It will be very difficult for you to get the [Golden Medal of Immunity]. You have to think of a way to help you gain fans for your business..."

"It doesn't matter whether you have these things given by outsiders or not. The league depends on your own strength." Tang Erda corrected Liu Jiayi's statement in a cold and stern tone.

Liu Jiayi's eyes widened. She took out a pair of goggles with contempt, put them on, and looked Tang Erda up and down with an extremely harsh look.

She sneered: "Given your appearance, I can understand your jealousy of me because you can't become a star player and get a golden medal of immunity from death."

Tang Erda did not look good at the moment, with unshaven beard, ragged clothes, red eyes, and a strange, nauseating smell of a mixture of roses and flesh and blood. He looked decadent and sloppy, sitting awkwardly in the back seat of the car, looking very much like a big dog that Bai Liu picked up from the street and had been wandering for more than half a year.

Tang Er opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he looked at Liu Jiayi, who was only as tall as his waist, he seemed to think it was a bit inappropriate for him to argue with a little girl, so he turned his head, looked out the window coldly, and stopped responding to Liu Jiayi.

Liu Jiayi snorted in triumph, and leaned over the backrest of Bai Liu, continuing to grumble: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Bai Liu, the [Golden Medal of Immunity] is very important. Hong Tao showed me the summary report on the league's mortality rate. The overall survival rate of teams with star players is much higher than that of other teams."

When talking about the survival rate, Tang Erda clenched his hands in the air. His expression became cold, but his eyes were a little stunned - maybe Liu Jiayi was right...

At first, he insisted on respecting strength, did not do any business, and kept the entire team training madly in the game pool. When he played against Bai Liu, no one in the entire team survived except him. But the irony was that he had a gold medal of immunity from death...

Bai Liu wrote the words "Star Team Member" on a piece of paper in a small notebook he picked up, and put a question mark of some size next to it.

"I understand the importance of star players, but it's not easy to train a star player, right?" Bai Liu squinted at Liu Jiayi who was leaning behind his chair. "I guess most of the star players are star players because they have performed extremely well in the league, right?"

"I think it's difficult to create a star player with a huge fan base simply by relying on the performance in the [Small TV Zone] - for example, Jiayi yourself."

Bai Liu used his notes to describe Liu Jiayi's face from a distance, and calmly stated the facts: "You have a face that is easy to be liked by people, a highly special skill, a top guild that has devoted all its efforts to build momentum for you, and a second-ranked star player paving the way for you."

"You have gathered the greatest advantages and gimmicks for players who haven't participated in the league yet, but can you guarantee that you will get a free pass once you join the league?"

Liu Jiayi was stunned.

Bai Liu asked calmly, "You can't, right?"

"I agree with Captain Tang's idea on this point. For our team, which is mainly composed of newcomers, it is more cost-effective to work hard on strength, something we can obtain ourselves, rather than popularity, something given by others. The essence of the league is a confrontation of strength rather than popularity, so our focus for the next two months will be training in the game pool."

Bai Liu made the final decision. After he glanced at Liu Jiayi, who was shocked and in a daze, and Tang Erda, who breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound, Bai Liu smiled again, that smile that made people feel cold in their hearts:

"But this doesn't mean we have to give up on attracting spectators. Before entering the game pool, we still have nearly 50 games in the [small TV area]."

"We need to use these 50 games to do our best to attract the audience to support us."

Bai Liu's gaze lingered for a moment on Tang Erda's hair, which was tangled into clumps. "Let's start by making our Captain Tang a handsome man suitable for business."

Tang Erda: “……????”

——————

Mu Sicheng ran out of the back door of the factory while coughing. After making sure that the team of the Heretic Management Bureau had completely taken over the overturned inside world factory and controlled the first-generation factory director who was about to escape, he slipped out from the side and ran away on a motorcycle.

Wearing a motorcycle helmet and a single-ear Monkey Bluetooth headset, Mu Sicheng dialed Bai Liu's number in a split second, feeling extremely anxious.

Bai Liu's gang is going to go out and claim that he is the bomber, so that he can stay in the relatively safe inner world to buy time.

I don’t know what those crazy team members will do to Bai Liu after he is controlled by the Heretic Management Bureau!

The last time Bai Liu went in there, he felt like he was half dead!

Although Bai Liu keeps saying that he has ways to deal with it, he is just an ordinary person in the real world. How much can he do against such a big organization? !

Mu Sicheng took a deep breath and waited anxiously for the call to be connected. Once the call was connected, he couldn't wait to ask, "Bai Liu, are you okay? Where are you?"

"I'm fine." Bai Liu's voice came slowly from the other end of the phone, "I'm now..."

Before he finished speaking, a hysterical roar of resistance came from the background and interrupted Bai Liu's voice: "Stay away from me! What are you going to do to me?! I won't do this!!"

Mu Sicheng was a little confused. He recognized the voice just now as Tang Erda's, so he slowed down the speed of his motorcycle and asked hesitantly, "You got Tang Erda out of the Bureau of Heresy and controlled him?"

Bai Liu held up his phone and looked at Tang Erda, who was tied to the shampoo chair and struggling violently with foam all over his head: "You can understand it this way."

"Let me go!" Tang Erda looked at the beautician who was approaching him with a black tape-like object, his eyes horrified, "Let me go!"

"..." Mu Sicheng was both happy and happy about the misfortune, but also had mixed feelings. "What are you doing to him? Are you torturing him? This is the real world, Bai Liu, don't go too far."

Bai Liu tried to explain: "——I didn't torture Tang Erda."

In the background came the muffled groan of an adult man being tortured to the extreme.

Mu Sicheng stopped his motorcycle, totally unconvinced: "So what are you doing to him?"

"Full body beauty treatment." Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda's legs which were covered with hair removal tape. "To be exact, we are removing his leg hair."

The girl in the beauty salon grabbed one end of the tape with a grimace on her face and tore it off mercilessly.

Tang Erda clenched his fists and groaned in silence. He looked at Bai Liu almost begging for mercy, tears welling up in his eyes: "--Why would I do this?!"

"I don't know either." Bai Liu shrugged, "You can ask Mu Ke. He brought us to this beauty salon and ordered this top-notch beauty and hairdressing package for you."

Tang Erda looked at Mu Ke.

Mu Ke smiled brightly, "This is the best male celebrity beauty salon I know of. Many of the popular customers come here to get their hair done and beautified. I think this place might be more suitable for you, Captain Tang."

The beauty girl agreed repeatedly: "That's right! The big star Zhao Mu Chi also worked here. He has been famous for many years! He starred in two hit dramas this year!"

She said this with a smile on her face as she tore off another piece of paper without holding back.

Tang Erda took a deep breath and said harshly, "There's no need to go this far. I don't show my legs on TV..."

"I think it's necessary. No one can tell. What if there comes a day when you show your legs?" Mu Ke took two steps closer to Tang Erda with a friendly smile on his face. "We have to make sure every part of your body can attract the audience."

Showing legs on TV... attracting viewers...

The little sister who was tearing the tape took a look at Tang Er's perfectly muscular body, and her expression couldn't help but become weird.

Mu Ke glanced back and confirmed that Bai Liu had her back to him while talking on the phone with Mu Sicheng. He quickly lowered his head and whispered in Tang Erda's ear, with the smile on his face not diminishing at all: "When you drowned Bai Liu, did you think it was unnecessary?"

Tang Er paused slightly.

After saying this, Bai Liu, who was talking to Mu Sicheng, turned around.

Mu Ke quickly stepped back and distanced himself from Tang Erda, then looked at Tang Erda's legs covered with tape very tenderly and said softly, "--I ordered the highest-level package for you. Don't be polite with me. I'll pay for it all. I specially ordered semi-permanent manual hair removal for your whole body. It hurts a little, but it's effective."

Mu Ke patted Tang Erda's thigh, which was torn and red, with a smile on his face: "After you become a handsome guy, you must work hard for our team, Captain Tang."

Tang Erda, whose whole body began to ache, said: "..."

The beauty girl grabbed the tape close to the inside of Tang Erda's thigh, and while Tang Erda and Mu Ke were chatting and not paying attention, she pulled it down hard!

Looking at Tang Erda who was gradually becoming lifeless in the chair, Bai Liu told Mu Sicheng the location of their beauty salon with pity in his eyes.

Mu Sicheng took off the earphones that were emitting various screams and groans of pain with a blank expression.

The author has something to say:

Beauty salon girl: A gay man is next to me

My gay friend: 6 is like a kind-hearted person who picked up a stray dog ​​and sent it to a beauty salon for a haircut and a blow-drying. I can imagine 2 wearing the clothes 6 bought for him, standing in front of the mirror and saying, "Oh my God, the Metersbonwe clothes that Duanmu Bailiu bought for me are so noble." The boy in the mirror seems to have become a different person, so handsome and noble. Someone next to him also said, "Oh my God, you can simply charm all the audience players. At the party (no, in the game), they will definitely vote for you and ask you to dance!"

Me: You’re making me laugh to death!!!