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The five players who entered the script with Feng Bujue didn't know that the setting of this script was in Zhuan Jiezun's mind, and they didn't get the special treatment that Brother Jue had.
For them, this is just a very normal loading process.
After the opening cg, everyone came to a dilapidated cabin.
After recovering their vision, a not-so-big room appeared in front of them. In the middle of the room, there was a four-legged wooden table with a glowing oil lamp on it. Apart from the table and the oil lamp, there was nothing else in the room. of furniture.
[The main task has been triggered]
[Looking for "my" bones.]
As soon as everyone stood still, a system prompt sounded in their ears. At first glance... the main task this time was considered quite satisfactory, step by step, and the system did not give any restrictions.
"Eh? Where did Brother Jue go? After regaining his ability to move, Xiao Tan was the first to discover that there was a missing person in the team.
"Judging from the team column, he is still 'surviving'..." Ruoyu immediately continued, "Maybe his teleportation location is different from ours."
"Eh? Crazy!" At this time, among the other two unfamiliar players, the overweight one also saw the ID of Brother Jue in the team column, and he immediately shouted in surprise, "Hey, hey... this can't be Is that ~ that ~ crazy, right?"
The thin man next to him continued: "Who else is crazy? Isn't it that~ that~ crazy!"
These two players are both male, they look about twenty years old, and they are in their early 1.7 meters tall. The characteristic is that one is fat and the other is thin.
The fat one has a cropped head, piercing eyes, and two rectangular eyebrows that look like seaweed. His ID is "Detective Buu" and his title is "Human Hot Wheels".
The thin one has long hair and looks malnourished, as if he would fall to the ground if the wind blows. His ID is "Old Military Doctor Uub" and his title is "Humanoid Supply Station".
From the game titles of the two of them, it can be seen that these are definitely two casual players. And before playing the game, they have already thought about their specialization tendency.
If the Hellfront players represent the highest level among casual players, then Buu and Uub should be regarded as the second-tier level. Of course... this is not bad. Players at this level. "The masters do some amazing things like that, but they don't make low-level mistakes; their understanding of equipment, skills, specialization and scripts... are very mature. As long as there is an excellent leader to lead. Second-tier players at the same level can also bring great help to the team.
If you want to compare... These players are equivalent to the "role players" in the NBA. It is not difficult for a team to play cool, and it is not difficult to have one or two topic superstars; but to win the championship, they need these role players. They are the cornerstone of the team and represent the "bench depth".
"Wow! Guys... You are all from 'Hellfront'!" A few seconds later, Buu looked up at the badges on the three people's clothing in front of him, and shouted again in surprise.
"That's right..." Xiao Lingxu replied, "But... our club is not famous, right? Why are you so excited?"
"Because you and the 'Mad God' are in the same club..." Uub's feeble voice sounded, "Isn't this a great thing?"
"Very...remarkable?" Hearing what the other party said, even Xiao Ling was stunned.
"So that's how it is..." Ruoyu observed the words and expressions, and quickly made an inference, "You guys don't realize that you are fans in the game..."
She deliberately added the prerequisite of "in the game". Mainly to distinguish herself (fan in reality) from them.
"That's right!" Buu said, staring at his big round eyes, "We are determined to become a maverick super master like the mad god!"
"I agree with the point of being unique." Ruoyu said coldly. The implication of her words... the word "superior" is not suitable for Brother Jue.
Then, the five of them chatted for a few minutes and got to know each other.
Both Buu and Uub are peripheral members of "Tiandi (the studio where the head of speech is located)" (the nature is similar to that of Jianghu). Although they are not professional players who clock in to work, they are also members of the club backbone.
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Just to explain here... In the world of this book, regardless of the size, 95 game studios must recruit peripheral members—that is, "non-professional players recruited in the game". Even Master Atobe's "Ice Emperor" "The association has also recruited online members like black, white and gray, so it can be seen... this is basically common sense in the industry.
Because in large-scale online games, "number of people" is also a symbol of strength, and it is a factor that cannot be ignored by any association/guild/guild/country. Elite thinking like the Straw Hat Pirates, in most games... is not going to work.
To give a simple example, in a certain game, a boss is spawned in the wild. At this time, guild A has 100 people, and guild B has 200 people. Who do you think can snatch it? This is an obvious thing... Even if one hundred people are assigned to pk with Guild A to delay the time, there are still one hundred people left to fight the boss...
Most of the games that allow mandatory PK are like this, there is no reason to talk about it. Whoever is stronger has the right to speak. What "first come, first served", "rules of the rivers and lakes", "give me a face" and so on... It's all in Negotiation terms that are only used when the strength is equal; in the case of disparity in strength, there is another set of negotiation terms, such as "x your mother!" "Get out of here!" and "Are you tired of working?" ?"
.[,! ] In short... The number of people is very important. One more person means more power. Even if it is a studio with a lot of professional and high-level players like "Order", I dare not say "I don't need peripheral members". In fact, Not only do they need it, but they need a lot... Except for those similar competitive team/individual battle games, Order will set out quite good conditions in every online game to recruit peripheral members with certain strength. It's not just them... Jianghu , Stars, Gods, Corpse Knife, etc... studios of all sizes and styles do the same.
Only a "studio" like Daofeng with unspeakable secrets will not accept any outsiders.
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A few minutes later, Xiao Tan suddenly changed his expression slightly, and said, "Did you smell anything?"
As a surgeon, Xiaotan still has a very sensitive sense of smell, especially when smelling certain chemicals...
"After what you said, it seems that there is something..." Buu wrinkled his nose and inhaled while reading, "...weird, pungent..."
"Formalin." Xiao Tan said the answer directly, and walked towards the corner of the cabin, "It seems to come from behind this door."
At this moment, the room they are in is about 30 square meters; the roof is arched and triangular, supported by two intersecting main beams and several supporting columns; the floor under their feet is old and dirty, but it is also rotten Enough to emit a smell; the surrounding walls are all wooden walls made of horizontal logs, and there is not even a single window on the wall, but there is a door on each of the two adjacent walls.
"Uh... I can't open it." Xiaotan walked to the door, held the doorknob and turned it around, and a reminder [this door is locked] sounded in his ear, "It seems that a key is needed. ’ he paused, “but I’m sure the smell comes from this room.”
"This door over here is also..." At this time, Uub, who was closer to the other door, also tried the door on his side, but he heard the same prompt.
"Strange..." Xiao Tan pondered, "The only two exits in the room are all locked..." He thought for a while, "So... there should be at least one key in this room."
"Hmm... nothing under the table." When Xiao Tan was speaking, Xiao Ling had already squatted down to check. In the shadow of the bottom of the table, there was nothing on the inside of the four table legs or the back of the table.
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Just at this moment, there was a soft sound in the house.
Everyone followed the prestige, but saw...a man in a long purple suit appeared in a corner that was originally empty.
"Sorry, I'm late." Feng Bujue glanced over the faces of the five people, and then showed a relaxed smile, "Because of some trivial matters... I was delayed for a while."
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