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Lincoln’s brief appearance at the press conference had a far greater impact than expected.
During his ti on stage, the audience in the live broadcast room skyrocketed like a rocket, reaching over two million people before he stepped down.
Lincoln’s influence, the amazing effects of the “Eight Sides” visual and auditory auxiliary devices, the well-prepared assembly lines, and the million units in stock…
All these factors combined could definitely give Kyle a great start in the market. In comparison to his first venture, this was an absolutely perfect beginning!
anwhile, Lincoln could take a step back from the prosthetics project, even leaving the developnt and updates to Kyle.
Kyle had always had a technical background in creating high-end brain-controlled prosthetic limbs and wasn’t lacking in connections.
Now, with the continuous funds Lincoln injected, building their own R&D center, hiring enough technical talents, and relying on the core technology offered by Lincoln for the developnt and even future upgrades of prosthetics it’s not a difficult task at all.
Moreover, having Kyle lead these professional talents in research would be much more efficient than Lincoln starting from scratch and learning step by step.
In the past, Lincoln was troubled by the fact that materials could not simultaneously be cheap, durable, and lightweight.
But such a problem should not even be an issue for insiders, or at least not worth wasting ti on.
Just make high-end models and mid-to-low-range models!
Researching prosthetics shouldn’t start with studying basic materials.
In their view, Lincoln’s actions were outrageous to a certain extent.
So, Lincoln will only give advice on the general direction and make decisions on the final product in the future.
As for the R&D process, leave it to these professionals!
As for the “out of control” situation that Mavis ntioned, it was hilarious.
Before the Thursday competition, Mavis reported a data to Lincoln: the Red Clothed Army accounted for more than a third of the participating players.
At the press conference, Lincoln also saw a team wearing all blue being beaten by thirty Red Clothed Army players from five different teams.
Before they were wiped out, three teammates rushed into a clothing store on the side of the street and changed into red clothes, turning enemies into friends.
When they ca out of the store, even the thirty-plus enemies were dumbfounded.
The most outrageous thing was: after a simple negotiation, the thirty-plus enemies actually stopped!
After a brief exchange between the two sides, they actually accepted the three players!
And these three players had no intention of avenging their teammates and sincerely joined the Red Clothed Army.
Even after experiencing the joy of overwhelming the few with their numbers, they cooperated with the Red Clothed Army, turned around, and attacked the blue-clothed mbers of the original Grand Alliance!
The more they fought, the more spirited they beca. Lincoln felt a bit twisted watching their expressions through the screen.
The comnts were filled with “smiles gradually becoming twisted,”
“firepower suppression,” and “eat my beloved bullets!”
When Mavis told Lincoln again that the “Red Clothed Army players’ situation is getting a bit out of control,” Lincoln wondered if their numbers had already exceeded half of the total players?
However, reality proved that he was still thinking too small.
The bizarre situation far exceeded his imagination.
In many tropolitan maps, the red clothes in the clothing stores had been completely emptied by players!
Although the shrinking circle mode changed every day: collapsing from the outer circle to the inner circle, clockvvise collapse, counterclockwise collapse, random dial area collapse, checkerboard-style random area collapse…
But the map shrinking would never change.
Similarly, the number of clothes was also limited.
Moreover, considering that red doesn’t occupy a high proportion in everyday clothing, red clothes are not very common in the clothing stores in tropolis.
In the end, when a player is killed and eliminated, their weapons and armor remain, but the body and clothes disappear.
Lincoln and Randall would never let players touch corpses, let alone let the winners strip the clothes from the players…
If they dared to play like that, Cloud Dream would be gone the next day…
Various factors led to red clothes on the map becoming very scarce.
There were even two teams fighting over an old-fashioned red POLO shirt, which was absolutely ridiculous.
This ridiculous scene was captured by the director and pushed to the main live broadcast screen, and the two comntators were also caught off guard for a mont.
In the end, they could only simply comnt: “This shirt is really precious, worth six lives… I hope they cherish it!”
With these Red Clothed Army players in an absolute advantage and still spreading across the map, whether they were independent players who didn’t join any alliances or players who put on the corresponding color outfits in advance to support the Grand Alliance, they were all eliminated by the Red Clothed Army before half of the ga ti had passed.
The nurical advantage was just too great! Pure firepower suppression, crushing all those who do not submit!
Only in more than twenty tropolitan Battlefields, the Red Armored Brigade did not form a trend and was eliminated early on.
In the rest of the maps, by the second half, the entire tropolis was full of players wearing red clothes!
They were even worried about hiding the color of their clothes and didn’t want to wear bulletproof vests. Wearing them could easily block the red clothes, which would lead to being targeted by other players, making it more dangerous than not wearing them!
Looking at the whole battlefield, everything in sight was covered in red! Although the screen looked naturally very exciting, the remaining players in the competition were a bit awkward.
Players not wearing red clothes were indeed eliminated, but among the teams left on the field, there were still several hundred!
And there were only 10 spots for advancent!
Almost instantly, the looks everyone exchanged beca a little off.
That’s why Lincoln understood why Mavis was in such a hurry to get him to watch the excitent.
Previously, everyone thought they were surrounded by allies and didn’t pay much attention to their positions, with many teams intermingling.
Now, with the atmosphere suddenly changing, the teams in the forward positions without any covering fire suddenly felt nervous, carefully moving as they tried to find a good position before the battle began. But their movents attracted even more attention, and then— Battles erupted!
Countless bullets poured out like an unspoken agreent, and the unprotected teams were targeted first, paying a heavy price for their carelessness!
One mont, they were fighting side by side with allies, and the next, they turned their guns around and ruthlessly shot their allies in the back.
The love-hate relationship was so prominent!
One team after another was wiped out, the victims of sudden treachery by teammates who were on their side just monts ago.
After being forced off the battlefield, these teams were all furious and accused their attackers of not fighting with honor and resorting to sneak attacks victories without rit!
But being eliminated was already a fact, and it was too late to say anything else.
Their experiences only served as a reminder to players who hadn’t participated yet to be wary of their allies!
When Lincoln ca back to the virtual world to find Mavis after lunch and watched the afternoon competition together, the two saw a sowhat unreasonable scene—
Before entering the competition map, all players were in their virtual changing rooms, putting on a full set of bright red clothes.
Almost without exception!
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