Chapter 62: Strange Players
"Haha, I've finally beco a closed beta player!"
"*exhales*... what fresh air! What a beautiful forest!"
"The authenticity of this ga...I don't know how to even express it anymore..."
"Transmigrated, we must have transmigrated, this is definitely an alien conspiracy!"
"Is this the town that was built by the first round's players? It's so beautiful..."
In the square, hundreds of second closed beta players looked at this strange new world with curiosity and excitent.
They were greeted by the beautiful forest scenery, the unique elven town, the fresh and pure air...As well as three hundred enthusiastic faces.
"Hahaha! Welco, newbies, to the "Kingdom of Elves" community!" Demacia laughed, squeezed himself into the crowd expertly, and put his arms around the shoulders of two sowhat shy newcor girls.
"Aren't you very excited? Isn't this world so open? But do you know how to integrate into this ga more quickly?" As Demacia talked, he took out an Iron-level epic scimitar, which was bright purple, and said with pride in his voice.
"Hehehe...co, co, co! Allow the entire server's no. 1 tank to teach you how to get started!"
As soon as he said that, soone kicked him in the butt. He fell to the ground like a dog chewing on mud.
"These two are my IRL friends, don't you dare hit on them!" Cuckoo Bird ca over with a cold face.
Demacia got up and shrank when she saw Cuckoo Bird coming over. He gave an embarassed laugh.
"Ahum... so they turned out to be friends of Big sis Cuckoo, ah... sorry... sorry, haha! Well, then I'll go look for other newcors who are interested in taking the warrior class ...haha, I'll take my leave now!"
After saying that, he ran away in a hurry.
"Pft..." Looking at Demacia's disappearing back, Salty Little ow laughed. This guy Demacia really was so strange creature that was one of a kind in the entire server.
To be honest, his heart was in the right place, but why was his EQ so low? Salty Little ow shook her head.
She looked at Cuckoo Bird, who was chatting with her new ga friends.
She hesitated for a mont before deciding not to bother her.
Gradually, the first closed beta players who had taken the guidance task also found their targets one after another and began to help the newcors with their tasks.
This was the task issued by the Goddess.
Whenever a player did well guiding a newcor, they would receive a lot of contribution points.
The task contents were very simple: as long as the newcor you were guiding managed to complete a daily task, both would be rewarded with contribution points.
The first closed beta players all wanted to buy epic equipnt in the system store and learn various exercises and skills.
This ant that the 900 second closed beta players had beco walking contribution points in their eyes… Each and every player was fighting to guide people, and so even snatched four or five newcors in one fell swoop.
Their level of enthusiasm almost frightened the newcors, who had just entered the ga.
Salty Little ow did not intend to guide anyone. In fact, she just wanted to watch and see what the new people were surprised about.
She liked the ga atmosphere of "Kingdom of Elves". Although players would occasionally quarrel with one another to advance their own interests and sotis had conflicts, there was an overall sense of unity and sincerity when they were dealing with their companions.
There was sincerity even in those thigh-hugging players who fawned over her, a local tyrant.
They were a lot better than those fake guys in the real world who wore smiling masks.
However, while Salty Little ow hadn't intended to guide any new people, so things were outside of human control.
When the second closed beta players started to notice her, she beca the centre of attention.
Weapons restored by Eve certainly had very powerful combat effects, but they were even more effective as status symbols.
Especially the Iron golden legend equipnt that radiated luxury. Even Alice thought it was a divine artefact when she first saw it.
Wearing golden legend equipnt, Salty Little ow was undoubtedly a bigshot in the eyes of the players.
Plus, she was a girl... soon, a swarm of second closed beta players had surrounded her.
"Salty Little ow?! Is that THE Salty Little ow, the one from the forum? Newbie here, please guide !"
"Big sis ow, could you be my master?"
"Big boss! Please add this newbie as friend!"
For a while, the surrounded girl felt a little overwheld. "Ehm... sorry, I'm not going to take on anyone for the ti being."
In the end, she had to say no apologetically.
The rookie players who'd been rejected were disappointed. But they were soon targeted by the other first beta veterans and pulled away ...
Gradually, the area around Salty Little ow emptied out.
She didn't mind this at all and sat down in the corner of the square.
She smiled as she watched the hustle and bustle of players coming in and out of the town.
The newcors were excited. The veterans were excited. And the saint of nature, Alice, was very busy. It was such a lively scene.
Compared to reality, the people here seed to be more energetic and more authentic.
Salty Little ow loved this feeling. Her eyes swept across the crowd, and she enjoyed this idling feeling.
Suddenly, a figure ca into her view.
She was a strange novice player. Unlike the other excited players, she looked very quiet. She was not in a rush to do tasks, nor did she communicate with the veteran players.
She just stood quietly beside the stone monunt in the center of the square. She stretched out her hand and slowly caressed the stone tablet. It was impossible to know what she was thinking about.
Salty Little ow had just glanced at her, but she felt that she couldn't take her eyes off her.
It wasn't as if her beauty was out of the ordinary.
Her hair color was the most common type of blonde, her eyes were the most common colour of erald, and even her shoulder-length hairstyle was as common as one could get. Her figure was average, and so was her height… everything had been set to the most basic character system setting.
Just from her looks, it could be said that this player was no different from any other player.
But… her temperant was completely different.
Temperant is a very peculiar thing. Everyone's looks could be similar, but you had classy people and people with bad temparent. The difference was noticeable when you put the two types together.
To give an example, Demacia had a handso face, but he gave people a sense of wretchedness whenever he laughed.
But this female player was different. She was obviously standing right there in the physical sense, but she felt … out of place.
She exuded an aura that made it impossible for others to approach her.
She clearly looked plain, but gave off a noble, elegant, and otherworldly aura…As if she could leave this world any second.
The corners of her mouth curved upwards in a faint smile. It was a smile that ca from the heart, but it seed to carry an indescribable feeling.
Satisfaction ... and yearning...? Sohow, these two words suddenly ca to Salty Little ow's mind as she observed her.
She got more and more curious.
Salty Little ow took a look at her player ID. It only consisted of a single word.
"Wind?"
She raised her eyebrows. Wind, huh...?
Wind had no roots, no shadow and no form. The wind followed the heart and moved with the mind …
A spark of curiosity ignited within Salty Little ow, and she stood up. She tidied up her dress and walked over towards the other party…
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