Yang Yuan glanced at his ga panel unexpectedly; on it, he had a new identity—[Marvel Supplier].
’I don’t feel any hostility; have the higher-ups of the Creation Continent noticed ?’
It seems that after the gamification of the Creation Continent, the high-level authorities’ control over the internal world has greatly increased.
Opposite him, Wang Jiahui was staring, dumbfounded: "You..."
"Just an identity arranged by the Alliance Headquarters, what player, what NPC, as long as you understand the situation. Don’t treat as virtual data," Yang Yuan said calmly.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t an that," Wang Jiahui hurriedly apologized. "Then what you just said..."
"Proceed as usual. Inform the others, and if soone decides to co to after seeing the ssage, that’s not your concern," Yang Yuan said.
"Okay. In any case, thank you for the Marvel you presented."
Wang Jiahui bowed deeply, then turned and left.
Yang Yuan stood still, silently sensing the power attached to him.
At this mont, he had a strange feeling, as if even if he died, he could be resurrected.
Or rather, he couldn’t die at all, because the ga rules were protecting him.
’The higher-ups in the Alliance should have noticed , but they don’t seem to place much importance on my existence. Is it because there are more Conceptual Superpower Users besides ?’
Of course, it might not be that they don’t value him, but rely lack the ti to show it.
After all, the Alliance’s top brass are currently at war with the Ga Governnt.
Yang Yuan looked at his new data on the ga panel.
Actually, there wasn’t much change, mainly NPC status and special permissions:
[Marvel Supplier: You can create special items for the respective profession; once you fully authorize a player, they cannot freely trade special items.]
’So, this special item is a permission granted by the ga? No wonder no one else has ever been able to upgrade a Marvel on their own before.’
Yang Yuan grinned. Although this benefited others greatly, it was even more advantageous to him.
Because this ant he only needed to produce an axe that’s not even a Marvel and sell it to enjoy the benefits.
’As expected of a ga, this ga can definitely be considered a super Marvel. I’m becoming increasingly curious about the origins of that Ga Governnt.’
His eyes were enigmatic, eager to explore the truth behind the Ga Governnt.
Because he suspected that behind the Ga Governnt, there might be an unbelievably powerful Conceptual System deity.
’Now that I’m a special NPC, other players should all know my location, at least players nearby can see my position. I wonder if Jiayan and Yiyi can guess it’s , so I’ll wait here for a while.’
Yang Yuan imdiately set up a Marvel Safe House on the desolate Gobi Desert.
Since he was waiting for Zhao Jiayan and Jiang Yiyi, he didn’t use the hidden mode but opted for the visible mode.
With a thought, as the bead disappeared, a three-story villa appeared on the Gobi Desert.
"Roar..."
As he pushed open the door, the interior of the Safe House echoed with the sound of a turtle’s howl.
Yang Yuan was stunned, then rembered that he had put a turtle inside earlier.
Although there was a ti disruption during the ascension process, the Safe House was on him, so the ti flow inside the Safe House matched the ti he felt.
The turtle had not starved to death.
Upon seeing him enter, the pitch-black turtle roared and charged at him.
Yang Yuan lifted his foot, gently pinning it to the ground, and laughed, "You’re still alive, very good."
The turtle beneath his foot imdiately showed a look of terror because it realized it was no match for this bipedal creature.
And most terrifying was that the biped’s smile gave it an extrely bad premonition.
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