And then you can take this opportunity to go crazy!
Sister Astate: Just report my ID!
Hiss! Thinking about it still gets a bit excited!
There’s no helping it, players are always like this, the more you don’t want them to do sothing, the more vigorously they’ll do it, especially in the domain of System.
Realizing this, a large number of loyalist players began rushing to Lancaster, firmly believing that by catching Kael’s tail, they had secured their future!
...
Outside Titan Town, the checkpoint area was bustling.
"The Lower Realm Gateway rocks!"
"This ga is pretty impressive with such complete freedom of body and movent, no idea how much money was spent behind the scenes."
"Goodbye, Kings League, let’s not stay in touch, I’m afraid Kael might misunderstand!"
"So does love disappear?"
"Love doesn’t disappear, it just shifts."
"All shifted to the Lower Realm Gateway, right? What is this NTR plot?"
"Lower Realm Gateway: Ma’am, I’m better than your previous la ga, right?"
"Too bad, this ga isn’t a classic fantasy opener." Read exclusive content at empire
"Classic fantasy opener? What’s that?"
"First, travel through ti to encounter wolves, travel through forests to et beauties, barbecue to win hearts; second, the Dragon Clan speak Chinese; third, eating sweet potatoes or tomatoes can enhance Mana."
"What kind of old-school ga script is this?"
"Hmm, where did this guy get his fishing rod from, the ga just started, how is there a Fishing Man already? Hey bro, you must’ve bought that fish, right?"
Fishing Man: "I catch fish, why would I go to the market to buy fish?"
"Just admit it, you bought that fish, didn’t you?"
Fishing Man: "Are you deliberately picking a quarrel?"
...
At the gate, there was a burst of laughter, clearly achieving consensus on teasing the Fishing Man, since apart from fish, he could catch just about anything.
At this mont, a few players walked out from the town, stepping out to see a long queue of people waiting to enter Titan Town, the bustling scene was quite lively.
But these people were veteran players, already accustod to such scenes.
After all, when they first entered the ga, there were quite a number of players who brazenly went about pantsless, so even walked while munching on dirt to test the effects of scene destruction.
At this mont, these veterans, who had been around since the beta test, were led by the cat that doesn’t sleep late.
She had already passed the qualifications review by the industrial district’s administrative staff and was now here to help arrange things for these players with other camp personnel.
A group of them with gaphones were shouting loudly, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Actually, since the ga was just entered, the chaotic evil of the fourth calamity had not yet revealed itself, and after a few shouts, the site quieted down.
The cat that doesn’t sleep late began, in coordination with other staff, to distribute so newbie gift packs and make announcents.
"Those who wish to join the industrial zone, manual grandmothers, and other life players, co over here. You can get an industrial zone exclusive outfit, and a special entry al.
Those who feel short on money and are interested in temporary jobs, our manual workshops also welco everyone."
The cat that doesn’t sleep late was shouting loudly, attracting a group of players to move in her direction.
As soone who earns dual salaries from both the Lord Mansion staff and the factory recorder, the cat that doesn’t sleep late felt she couldn’t just eat others’ food and do nothing.
So knowing that a large number of players were coming today, she had brought people over earlier to shout a few tis.
After all, she very well knew that for many new players unaware of what they could do, sotis whoever guided them first would influence what gaplay they would choose.
Interestingly, maybe because not every player was so idle as to cast Divine Arts on each person entering, a cursory check of the attributes of the incoming people revealed they were administrative personnel from the domain.
But among this batch, two were players, and the cat that doesn’t sleep late was one of them.
Upon hearing their imnsely player-like conversation, a bunch of self-proclaid "smart ones" imdiately crowded around.
"Miss, Miss, are you really @! * (system automatically censored)?"
"Miss, you’re actually a real person playing a guide, aren’t you? I’ve discovered this secret, can you give a mission?"
"Damn it, why doesn’t this ga have an affection system… never mind, Miss, take with you, I also want to beco a pro!"
"Wait, are you not even distributing Newbie Swords? What kind of ga doesn’t hand out any weapons?"
"Bro, use your brain, she just said they’re recruiting life players, who would give you a Newbie Sword, isn’t there a cost to that?"
"It’s just data, what cost does it need? If it’s not directly bulk imported into my system backpack, I already feel this ga is poorly done."
"Love it or leave it, can you move aside first? You’re stepping on my foot!"
...
Seeing the chaotic scene, the cat that doesn’t sleep late didn’t know what to do for a mont.
Just as she was about to say sothing, suddenly, sounds of hooves ca from inside the checkpoint, and a few Rangers clad in Light Armor rode out of the gate.
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