Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng curiously. “Why are you looking at with such strange eyes?”
“I was thinking…” Mu Sicheng’s face was full of vicissitudes. “Is your intelligence really only 89?”
It was too fucking outrageous! How on earth did he infer such a thing? Mu Sicheng answered a question about the ga and this guy determined the whole system of the guilds in the ga!”
“Many newcors join a guild in order to survive because the high level players will indeed protect them and help them pass the instance. Although they need to pay one-third of the points earned in the ga, it is indeed safer and isn’t so easy to die. A newcor with high potential like you will be trained directly. I had wanted to ask you why you didn’t join a guild.” Mu Sicheng tore open a lollipop in a depressed manner. “Now I think I don’t need to ask.”
“It is stupid to join a guild.” Bai Liu answered straightforwardly. “In this type of life threatening ga, there won’t be any charitable organizations. Helping soone must be profitable.”
“In the short term, the guild will help you reduce your mortality but you are cowardly paying a lot of points to this guild. In this ga that requires human expressiveness to attract the audience, it is self-defeating. Once the guild can no longer get any benefits from you, it will definitely abandon you. You will have turned in most of your points and items so you will have no capital to survive independently. You will inevitably die.”
Mu Sicheng stared at Bai Liu in amazent and then with a bit of interest. “What exactly do you do in the real world? Why are you so clear about the way the guilds operate?”
Indeed, many useless low level players were rarely protected by high level guild players in the later stages.
“This is how most companies in the real world operate. They rely on drawing a big picture and so-called internal resources to attract employees. Then they will wait for the employees to stay up all night until their productivity declines. After that, they will fire you and hire younger workers to squeeze.”
Bai Liu was expressionless. “In the real world, I am just a low-level social animal who was exploited and fired. Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for to join a guild and be exploited after entering the ga.”
Mu Sicheng, “……”
This guy exuded strong resentnt when talking about the real-world life of a social animal…
“Then have you thought about a ga you want to play?” Mu Sicheng glanced at the screen. “Is there any ga you like? Or do you want to look again?”
“The login limit for single player gas is 100. All single player gas on this screen are fully logged in.” Mu Sicheng pointed to the ‘full’ symbol in the lower right corner. He gave a vague introduction around the lollipop in his mouth. “If there is this ‘full’ mark on the ga icon, it ans the ga has been fully logged in and no new players can log in.”
“For multiplayer gas, each ga has a different login limit. I have played with 4 people and 50 people. It depends on the specific ga. By the way, these multiplayer gas ‘Ghost House’, ‘Doomsday City’ and ‘Ghost Power’ are gas that have appeared before.”
Mu Sicheng casually pointed to a few gas. “Do you want to play these? I can help you find the clearance information for so of these gas but it isn’t for free.”
“No.” Bai Liu responded without thinking about it. “Even if I have information, I will definitely react much slower than the guild players who have played old gas many tis. It is easy to preempt . My advantage needs a new ga to play.”
“That is true.” Mu Sicheng bit down on his lollipop. “You are quite adventurous. Most newcors will still play old gas for stability.”
“My purpose is to make money, not to survive.” Bai Liu’s attitude was flat. “I need to win and get first place to get enough points.”
“You are really weird—” Mu Sicheng thought for a mont and gave up on understanding Bai Liu. He wrinkled his nose. “You earn so many points but if you die in the ga then there is no place to spend it.”
Bai Liu replied naturally, “I don’t earn points for spending but for hoarding. In addition—” Bai Liu suddenly made a strange smile and turned to look at Mu Sicheng who was stunned by the abrupt smile. “Do you think I will die in the ga?”
“I’m still a bit confident. Playing horror gas is what I do best. I probably won’t die that easily.” Bai Liu smiled. “I am better at designing gas to let other players die and have never died in a ga designed by others.”
Mu Sicheng, “……”
What the hell did this guy do in real life? Was he a criminal or sothing?
“What about this ga? Why are there no players logged in?” Bai Liu tapped on the ga icon of a train burning on the screen. The icon zood in and entered the ga manager on Bai Liu’s chest. Bai Liu clicked on the icon to view the specific information of the ga. “Exploding Last Train?”
So many gas on the screen were full but this one was still empty. It was a bit conspicuous and weird.
[Na of the Ga Instance: Exploding Last Train]
[Level: Level 2 (gas with a player mortality rate greater than 50% and less than 80% are level 2 gas)]
[Mode: Multiplayer mode (0/7)]
[Comprehensive Description: This is an exciting multiplayer ga. The last train is on fire. There are four broken glass shards and charred corpses hanging from the ring, making players linger and stay here forever~]
Mu Sicheng saw this icon and frowned. “You want to play this?”
“What’s wrong with this ga?” Bai Liu asked.
Mu Sicheng paused. “It is actually an old ga that has appeared on the ga screen several tis but there is currently no clearance information.”
Bai Liu understood in an instant. It had appeared several tis and the system of the wall was that it would only refresh once all gas were full. Therefore, several batches of players should’ve entered. Yet there was no clearance record…
Bai Liu glanced sideways at Mu Sicheng. “The players who entered previously died?”
“It’s strange. If no players have cleared it…” Bai Liu’s eyes swept across the icon for Exploding Last Train and his finger tapped twice on the death rate. “How is the ga mortality rate determined to be greater than 50% and less than 80%? Based on the data of all players being killed, the death rate should be 100%.”
Mu Sicheng disagreed and dismissed Bai Liu. “It is just a way of grading the gas. Almost all gas have this grading.”
He continued, “Following your words, the death rate of the ga is actually asured. So any ga without a death rate of 100% should have players who cleared it and clearance data. I watched the videos of the VIP library and asked many old, qualified gods. I really didn’t find any players who have passed Exploding Last Train. I don’t think any players have cleared it.”
Bai Liu gazed into Mu Sicheng’s eyes with a aningful look. “You didn’t find it. This doesn’t an there are none.”
“The death rate of Exploding Last Train is between 50-80%. If at least 20% of players passed Exploding Last Train as you said—” Mu Sicheng wasn’t convinced and retorted. “Such a large number of players who successfully cleared it would always post forum posts or have soone watch their small TVs. Isn’t it impossible that there are no traces?”
“How many players do you think there are in the ga?” Bai Liu turned his head to stare directly at Mu Sicheng.
Mu Sicheng was stunned by the question. “I don’t know but there should be a lot.”
“We are such a large group but are there any traces of our existence in reality?”
Bai Liu wondered, “Can anything related to this ga be seen by people in the real world? No matter what form we post about the ga, does it exist or is it rembered by anyone? For the players who haven’t entered the ga, are there any traces of the existence of players? Of course not.”
Mu Sicheng was completely shocked by Bai Liu’s words.
Bai Liu asked the last question. “Okay, back to the first question. If there are no traces of us players in reality, do you think we exist?”
“Of course we exist.” Bai Liu quickly replied. “It is just that traces of us have been erased. Then isn’t it possible that the 20% of players who cleared Exploding Last Train are like this? The traces of their existence might’ve been erased by the system or the ga.”
Mu Sicheng exclaid, “Their clearance data and player data have been deleted!”
“There is a good chance that they themselves have been deleted.” Bai Liu stared at the icon of Exploding Last Train. “The players who passed this ga are likely to be dead or else they wouldn’t have failed to co and clear this ga twice.”
Mu Sicheng got goosebumps at Bai Liu’s words but he was still a bit unhappy. “However, everything you say is based on the fact that ‘ga mortality’ is actually asured. What if the ‘player mortality’ in the ga is a virtual asurent…”
Mu Sicheng stopped here in a startled manner.
Bai Liu raised his eyes. “I believe you should’ve just discovered that mortality rate is a type of data that can’t be asured virtually.”
“Have you ever studied statistics?” Bai Liu asked Mu Sicheng. “There are two values in statistics that must be actually asured. One is the birth rate and the other is the death rate.”
As he spoke, he casually tapped on the icon of Exploding Last Train on his ga panel twice. Then Bai Liu gradually entered the ga as Mu Sicheng scread and stared in shock. Mu Sicheng collapsed. “Why are you going in?!”
Bai Liu gradually faded in Mu Sicheng’s vision as he thoughtfully answered the question. “I’m very curious about why the system specifically deleted the player data of Exploding Last Train. Experience tells that the more deeply hidden sothing is by the superiors, the more profitable it is…”
[The ga ‘Exploding Last Train’ has gathered one player. Six more players are needed for it to start.]
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