Ascension To Divine Throne Chapter 111: 111: Guide On How to Handle Players!

Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Guide On How to Handle Players!

Chapter 111: Guide On How to Handle Players!

Gaia World, Fanor Continent, Kingdom of Fis, Canlight City.

Cain Family Mansion, dining hall.

William looked sowhat surprised as he gazed at the system panel before him, his eyes fixed on the illuminated [Forum] button.

Is the player forum opening up?

So, will players from past lives descend once again?

It had been a while since William had paid attention to this aspect. Although he had speculated about the possibility of players actually appearing, he hadn’t made any preparations recently due to being busy studying with the legendary mage.

But there’s still ti now!

William imdiately entered the forum to check and found that the ti and date in both worlds were synchronized, both showing September 1st.

However, William was also well aware that during future version updates, the flow of ti in both worlds would change.

After one version update, only a few days might have passed on Earth, but decades could have passed in the Gaia World.

As he scrolled through the unusually familiar ga announcents and various nonsensical player comnts, William couldn’t help but feel nostalgic. This was what he experienced in his past life. However, now he had crossed over into the real Gaia World, wielding the extraordinary power full of endless charm.

So even though he felt nostalgic, William had no desire to return to Earth and beco an ordinary person again.

However…

William fell silent for a mont, then decided to search for a na in the player forum. “I don’t want to be William.”

This was the userna William used when he entered the “God’s Apocalypse” ga in his past life. When the player forum opened in his past life, William rushed in and advertised his fledgling ga studio, convincing quite a few people and laying a solid foundation for future developnt.

After a bit of searching, William breathed a sigh of relief when the search bar showed “No results found.”

To be honest, William didn’t know how he would face another “William” on Earth if there was one.

This way is better. No need to confront my past self.

Adjusting his mood, William began to search for various information within the player forum.

Most of the speculations about the content of “God’s Apocalypse” from players were of no use to him. After all, William had the experience of his past life combined with the knowledge of this world, so he was ahead of these players by many levels.

William mainly looked at the notifications and movents of various ga guilds on the player forum.

In his past life, after the launch of “God’s Apocalypse,” almost all ga guilds concentrated their personnel in the ga, along with the largest number of various casual players.

Although there were many players, the Gaia World was so vast that their numbers were just a small ripple, causing no significant waves. Moreover, in the early stages of the ga, players’ strength was not even comparable to that of ordinary rcenaries. Therefore, they were mostly just spectators of various mainline storylines and didn’t attract the attention of higher-level powers.

However, William didn’t underestimate this force. As a player in his past life, he understood that when players reached the golden rank and combined with their exaggerated numbers, even without legendary powerhouses, they would still pose a terrifying force.

Unfortunately, players’ thoughts were too difficult to control. This was the consensus reached by most factions in the late stages of the ga in his past life when trying to recruit and control player forces.

Except when giving them tasks and rewards, they were especially obedient; usually, players’ wild ideas were beyond their comprehension.

Is bungee jumping from the top of the Dawn Cathedral interesting?

And why are there still people trying to steal Queen Fis’s underwear?

Gold-level powerhouses are doing fine, then suddenly soone rushes out and hugs your thighs calling you dad, what’s up with that?

Countless absurd behaviors gave all factions a headache. When recruiting players, they had to be cautious. Except for a few, most players were dangerous elents who were afraid of chaos everywhere. In fact, for a period of ti later, the player community was regarded by the natives as ssengers from hell, followers of evil gods.

However, what interested the native factions the most was the players’ ability to resurrect.

Resurrection abilities did exist in the Gaia World, but most of them were manifestations of divine power, unique abilities of the various gods’ teachings.

However, the players’ resurrection did not emit a similar divine aura, and they didn’t require assistance from others either.

Even though players had to pay a price for their resurrection, the prospect of immortality was enough to pique the interest of certain individuals.

According to William’s knowledge, there was once a legendary mage who captured so players for research purposes, but ultimately gained no useful information.

So speculated that players’ resurrection abilities originated from the ancient fallen deity, Ymir, and were a manifestation of his divine power. However, this remained re speculation, with no evidence to confirm it.

William didn’t want to waste energy studying why players appeared; after all, telling himself this was all futile, it was better to think about how to make good use of these players.

After all, they were excellent laborers. As long as they were given proper rewards and tasks, their enthusiasm for work could rival that of fanatical believers.

Or rather, they were a group of fanatics who loved the ga.

So where should he start to control these players?

William couldn’t even enjoy the delicious food in front of him anymore; he got up and headed to the underground research room.

Now he needed a quiet space to carefully plan how to deal with the appearance of players.

Watching Master William not tasting the apple black pudding, all of which Angela threw into her mouth, Rosie, the maid standing by, felt a bit disheartened. However, she soon clenched her fists and encouraged herself.

‘Next ti, I’ll make sothing even tastier so Master can enjoy it!’

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Seated in the laboratory, William habitually pulled out a piece of parchnt and began to write and draw.

Based on the wrong thods those factions in his past life used to control players, trying to control players through force or coercion was just wishful thinking.

Freedom or death!

In other words, players could resurrect, and they could specify their resurrection location where coordinates were set. So if you dared to force them, players would dare to die to show you.

The most disgusting thing was that after players resurrected, they would bring a bunch of trouble to you. Assassinations, ambushes, traps, poisonings, and so on, they would do anything disgusting. Many players treated it as just a virtual ga, without any moral bottom line, and indeed, they caused a lot of trouble for many small factions at the ti.

As expected, it could only be handled from the root!

William had a significant advantage in this aspect; after all, in his past life, he was a gaming legend, and he was very familiar with many tricks and thods.

In the end, there was only one thod.

That is, self-interest!

Players were all people who wouldn’t get up early without profit. As long as there were enough benefits—experience, money, magic items—they would not only work for William but also fight desperately.

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