Doug looked at the president and said calmly, "There are only two paths left for us gamers: win the game or die."

The president frowned and asked, "What are special abilities?"

"After each game starts, each of us will randomly receive a keyword. If we act according to this keyword, we will awaken one or two special abilities."

In Battle.net, no matter whether you are sitting, lying down, standing or lying down, as long as you have enough mental strength, you will not feel tired in any posture. But Doug still took two steps and came to the sofa diagonally opposite the president, found the most comfortable posture to sit down, and continued, "However, in order to ensure the fairness of the game, no one knows what other people's abilities are."

"So, what are your keywords?" the president asked.

"Trend." Doug said without hesitation.

"Trend?" The president looked at Doug and said, "Please explain in detail."

"If I start a trend in this world, it is possible that some special abilities will be awakened." Doug smiled indifferently and continued, "For example, I used the Sea Petrel mecha to defeat the Blade, Phantom and other mechas in a row on Battle.net. This will definitely cause a Sea Petrel fever in this world. From ace pilots to ordinary students, everyone will study Sea Petrel. This is the trend I started..."

"So, the shocking body you created is also a trend?" asked the president.

"right."

Doug nodded. He had nothing to hide from these rulers.

After all, the shocked body appeared with him, and it couldn't be hidden from anyone who was interested.

There was silence for a moment.

The president asked, "So what special abilities did you awaken after making such a big fuss?"

"Not yet." Doug smiled, "But I think it will not be long before the ability is awakened."

"So, what is your purpose in looking for me?" the president asked.

"I want to win this game, and Mr. President needs a stable world. If we cooperate, we can both win," said Doug.

"Are you so sure that I will cooperate with you?" The president crossed his fingers and put his arms on the table.

"Mr. President is in charge of a country, so he must be a very wise man." Doug smiled, "The main force of the Hill civilization will arrive at the battlefield in two years. Bixing does not have an absolute chance of winning, but it will be different with our participation.

The individual abilities of the players far exceed those of the local warriors. If we help to deal with the Hill civilization, the chances of Bixing winning will be much greater. Mr. President, in our world, there is a strategy called "driving the tiger to devour the wolf."

"And then what? Defeat the Hill civilization and let you rule the Green Star again?" the president chuckled.

"The players are made up of people from ten planets. In order to win the game, we can never truly unite together. With the wisdom of Mr. President, the strategy of driving the tiger to devour the wolf can be used countless times." Doug smiled at the president and said, "Anyway, our appearance has given Bixing one more choice, right?"

Tang Houming looked at Dug talking to the president and was completely convinced that he had been possessed by another spirit.

A seventeen-year-old mechanic boy could not have such a meticulous mind and the courage to face the president.

"What happens to the winner of the game?" the president asked.

"Leave the bodies of the natives behind, and let your consciousness leave this world." Doug said, "If the president is worried, you can dispose of these used bodies as soon as we leave to prevent future troubles."

Since the people from Pan-Universe Entertainment will use the bodies of alien warriors to reap the world.

It would be better to give the right to deal with the body to the indigenous people. No matter whether it succeeds or not, it disgusts them every time.

"Can you take over another body?" the president asked.

"Mr. President, I just said that when we enter this world, there are only two ways: victory or death." Doug said dejectedly, "So, you don't have to worry about being possessed.

And you don't have to make death threats against players. As the leader of a planet, it's normal to encounter something unfamiliar and figure it out.

Maybe while you are listening to me, you are planning to send someone to arrest me, slice me up for research, and torture me to extract a confession. But I don't recommend you do that, or rather, I don't recommend you do that to me. After all, I can still help you now, but I can't say for sure about others.

There are still more than a thousand people participating in this game. You can pick out those who don't want to cooperate and are harmful to the world, and arrest them for research. I don't care.

If we can pry out some of their planet’s technology from them, it might help the development of Bixing, just like you studied the spacecraft of the Hill civilization…”

The technological level of Bixing is higher than any alien battlefield. Doug is taking a risk. What if the scientists on this planet can crack the secret of pan-universe entertainment soul teleportation or live broadcast with no blind spots?

After hearing such cold-blooded and ruthless words from Doug, the president and Tang Houming looked at each other and fell silent at the same time.

"Lin Hong, I'll just call you Lin Hong for now!" Tang Houming walked forward a few steps, came in front of Du Ge, and asked, "I want to know, how many winners are there in this game?"

Doug held up three fingers.

"Thirty people?" Tang Houming asked tentatively.

"Three." Doug shook his head and corrected, "So, for the final victory, every player will do whatever it takes to strengthen themselves and gain the final victory. And the more players you kill, the better it will be for me."

"Why are you participating in such a cruel game?" The president's voice was extremely serious. He had already believed what Doug said. There was no reason for a young man with a bright future to make up a lie that would be easily exposed to deceive him. It would not do him any good.

"Why did Bixing go to war with the Hill Civilization?" Doug looked at the president and sighed, "If it wasn't for having no choice, who would be willing to participate in this damn life-threatening game?"

"How high is the technological level of the civilization that is forcing you?" The president hesitated for a moment and asked the question that concerned him most. Compared with these poor gamers, he cared more about the manipulator behind the scenes.

after all.

If the other party can send a batch of players, they can send a second batch.

No one wants their planet to be used as a playground by others.

"It's very high." Doug laughed bitterly. "Bixing still has the strength to fight against the Hill civilization, but we can only let our enemies do whatever they want without any ability to fight back. That's a hopeless height."

The president looked at Doug and rubbed his crossed fingers unconsciously.

Doug looked at the president, shook his head, and smiled: "Mr. President, exploring the civilization that controls us is not something you should consider now. The current enemy of Bixing is the Hill civilization. If we can't even get through this level, there will be no future, right?"

"Lin Hong, you convinced me." The president smiled, and he spread his hands and placed them on the table. "I can agree to cooperate with you, but I need to know more about the players."

"Mr. President, other than what I told you, I don't know anyone's information. I don't know whose body they took over, what their keywords are, or even where they are."

Doug shrugged and said, “Today, I exposed myself in a very strong manner, just to create a sense of urgency for everyone.

It won't be long before more people will be unable to hold back and expose themselves. I use myself as bait to lure out more people.

Now that the bait has worked, it's time for me to retreat behind the scenes, so I asked the president to help me conceal the information.

Only by ensuring my safety can I advise the President behind the scenes and provide the most favorable suggestions. In fact, I don’t need to defeat many ace pilots to prove myself. In a few days, you will see the truth for yourself.”

"Lin Hong, the bait you are trying to catch is not for other players, but for me!" The president looked at Doug, shook his head and laughed.

"Mr. President, I did fish you out, but I also put my fate in your hands." Doug said, "You know my true identity. If you want to deal with me, maybe you only need a precision-guided missile.

Or to put it simply, if I make my information public, all the players will gang up on me and I won't be able to survive. I don't think the president will do that."

"Mr. President, I'm just trying to stay alive." Doug's tone remained calm.

"Tell me about your plan." The president looked at Doug and asked, "Since you are so well prepared, you wouldn't just come up with this little thing!"

Doug smiled and said, "Mr. President, my plan may not be what you think."

The President held out his hand, motioning for him to continue.

"Although I was the first one to jump out and disrupt the situation, forcing everyone to speed up their pace, my real purpose was to prolong the game time." Doug said.

"Extend the game time?" The president frowned.

"Yes." Doug nodded. "If the game lasts long enough, it's equivalent to extending our lives. It's much more comfortable than everyone fighting to the death and then being driven into the next game. It doesn't matter where you live your life, right?

Moreover, if we prolong the game time, we can fight against the large forces of the Hill Civilization. Mr. President, you don’t want the game to be over before the large forces of the Hill Civilization arrive! On this point, our interests are the same. "

"Will your games go on and on?" the president asked.

"Yes, until all the players die, and then another group of people will take over." Doug nodded and smiled, "So, prolong the game time as much as possible and enjoy the quiet time. This is the happiest time for all players."

The president glanced at Doug and said, "Go on."

Doug said: "In fact, hiding yourself is more suitable for prolonging some time, but there are hunters hiding in the dark everywhere, waiting for an opportunity to attack you, which will make survival dangerous. But it will be different if you force everyone into the open. In that way, you will have the initiative in your hands.

Now that I have made a start, there will always be people who will come out and show their talents and strengthen themselves.

Mr. President, you can send people to cooperate with them, and use intimidation, inducement, etc. to investigate their keywords and skills, and then guide them to deal with the Hill civilization according to their personalities. You can also use them to eliminate some restless players.

Not everyone has positive keywords. Among gamers, there are also people who carry negative keywords such as killing, chaos, and viciousness. These people will definitely grow into unrest factors in society. It is very necessary to cut them off.

Of course, if the President is sure, he can also send them to the front line to deal with the Hill civilization. Those gamers with the killing keyword are happy to do this. However, doing so can easily backfire on themselves.

After all, you can’t guarantee whether their keywords are accurate. If you send a player with the betrayal keyword to the front line, he is likely to happily surrender to the enemy…”

The corners of the president's mouth twitched unconsciously. After learning more information about the players from Doug, he suddenly realized the complexity of the matter.

"If we remove these negative keywords, we can make good use of the remaining positive keywords." Doug said with a smile, "With these players around, there will always be some strange things happening on the Green Star.

Mr. President can take this opportunity to set up a department to recruit some extraordinary people to deal with these special matters, such as calling it the Department of Homeland Security or something, and use this excuse to recruit gamers.

As long as they want to use the power of the state apparatus, I think most people will not refuse.

They also want to eliminate their opponents, don't they?

You can also use your powerful force to capture them after finding them, and slowly manipulate them so that they can be used for your own purposes. With Mr. President's skills, it should not be difficult to control them as long as you find their weaknesses..."

"Okay, I can try." The president looked at Doug in surprise and asked, "What about you? What is your role in the plan?"

"I secretly control everything, stimulate at the right time, and guide those gamers who like to hide to appear. When Mr. President doesn't know how to deal with those gamers, I will give the most reasonable suggestions."

Doug smiled and said, "To be honest, I am already an experienced gamer. I am fully confident that I can control the progress of the entire game and let the game develop in the direction we expect..."

"No more?" The president frowned again.

"Well, my keyword is trend. I can help the young people on Green Star to mobilize their enthusiasm for learning mecha." Doug said, "Green Star needs an idol to stand up and inspire those desperate young people.

Just like what I am doing now, Mr. President, as long as Killing One Person in Ten Steps is good and powerful enough, then more people will be yearning for mechas, and more people will delve into the tactics and techniques of various mechas.

I can also use my experience from participating in so many game fields to help improve and design the mecha.

Of course, you shouldn’t hold out too much hope for this. The technological level of each world is different, and it’s very likely that even the parameters of the world’s operation are different. I can’t guarantee that there will be any results.”

"I understand." The President nodded. "Anything else?"

"If one day I become strong enough, I will go to the battlefield and fight against the Hill civilization." Doug said, "That should be enough!"

"Anything else?" the President asked.

"Mr. President, I have expressed enough sincerity." Doug frowned slightly, "I am here to cooperate, not to be exploited by you."

"Lin Hong, I was just joking with you." The president smiled, "I agree to cooperate with you, but do you have anything else to add about the gamers?"

"Protect yourself." Doug looked at the president and said seriously, "In the past game fields, many players have awakened the ability to influence their minds. Many people will be controlled by them unknowingly and then used by them.

Before we are sure whether the players have such ability, I suggest that all senior executives take precautions. Important meetings should be held on Battle.net as much as possible to avoid direct contact with them.

Also, don't take it lightly, the players will disguise themselves.

In order to win the game, they may take risks. Not everyone is as friendly as me.

In short, be careful, be careful, and be careful again."

"I'll pay attention." The president looked at Doug and nodded carefully, "Mr. Lin Hong, is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's enough to help me hide my identity." Doug said.

"Are you interested in working for the Center?" the president asked. "You are very smart and know the gamers very well. You are the one who will set up the so-called National Defense Bureau..."

"Mr. President, I can indeed set up such a department, and I have the confidence that I can do it quickly and well, but does Mr. President really trust me?" Doug interrupted him and asked with a smile.

“……” The president was stunned.

"Even I don't believe in myself." Doug shook his head and said, "So, it is best for me to stay in the dark.

Mr. President can even send someone to monitor my every move. Once he finds that I have done something that is not conducive to Bixing, he can kill me at any time. He can also secretly support another force to check and balance me, so that everyone can rest assured.

Whatever the President does secretly, I don't mind.

Because time will tell.

My goal is to win the game, not to be an enemy of the world.

Sincerity for sincerity, Mr. President, I have shown the greatest goodwill to Bixing, so I don’t want to face any malice from you, Mr. President.

You also know that a person who can survive several game field veterans will always have some life-saving cards in his hand."

Doug looked at the president and said softly, "Besides, Bixing is facing internal and external troubles and cannot stand any more trouble."

(End of this chapter)