Chapter 235: Chapter 227: “The Extraterrestrial Event!
“Ding, global announcent!”
“Special limited event ‘The Founding of the Army Day’ is officially starting from August 1st to August 3rd, at 08:00 AM!”
“All players can participate in this event during these three days.”
“Event one: ‘Military Might Unstoppable!'”
“Crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle…”
The event announcent had only sounded halfway when it suddenly stopped abruptly, and a piercing noise began to sound as if a radio had suddenly developed a fault and stuck.
“Uh…”
Tuberculosis Rabbit was sowhat bewildered as he fiddled with his ears, nudging Sword Without End who was sitting beside him, “Did your event announcent finish playing?”
“Mine suddenly got stuck halfway through the announcent and turned into a piercing noise.”
“Even the event panel suddenly got covered with a mosaic.”
“I only had ti to see that there were three activities in this special limited event, I hadn’t yet looked closely at what they were before it all got covered up by a mosaic.”
“Sa here.”
Sword Without End also scratched his head in confusion, “I thought it was a bug on my end, I was about to contact custor service.”
“Could it be the sa for everyone?”
The two exchanged glances, then simultaneously turned to look towards Chen Yi, who was lying on a lounge chair nearby.
Chen Yi lay there lazily with sunglasses on, casually lifting his hand to indicate that the sa had happened to him.
If it was the sa for all of them,
Then it wasn’t a problem specific to the three of them. Clearly, it was the sa for everyone.
And at that mont—
Jiaye and Tie Chui pushed open the anti-theft door to the rooftop and ca up, “Yi, we’ve checked the forums, and all players are experiencing the sa thing. It’s been stuck for a minute now.”
“So far, there have been no changes.”
“The consensus on the forums is… it’s a bug.”
“After all, the Snow Sea Project Team doesn’t seem to be entirely run by AI. It seems reasonable for a bug to occur, but no one knows exactly what’s happening so far.”
“There are also new suspicions.”
Jiaye hesitated for a mont but still sat down on a low stool next to Chen Yi, leaning on his knees, with hands supporting his head as he looked towards Chen Yi.
“So people on the forum say that it’s because you, Yi, exploited so bug to obtain props that shouldn’t be obtainable at this stage, triggering a ga bug.”
“They say the ga is trying to figure out how to ‘kill you off,’ i.e., fix the bug that you are.”
“Mmm.”
Chen Yi nodded lightly, lying calmly in the chair, gently patting Jiaye’s head without speaking. He knew all too well that every prop he had obtained was legitimate for players to have at this stage.
He had never exploited any bugs to gain props that shouldn’t have been obtainable.
The only title that seed sowhat outrageous was the ‘Wife Slayer’ title.
It allowed him to have an hour of cooldown-free super abilities.
He had acquired this title from the ‘Life Theater’ map after completing a hidden task.
He had thought he would never have the opportunity to use this title.
But he couldn’t escape the so-called ‘True Fragrance Law.’
The only thing that puzzled him was that although the hidden task on this map was difficult and not so easy to complete, with so many planets out there, surely soone else must have completed the hidden tasks on this map, right?
Unless…
Unless the ‘Life Theater’ map was exclusive to Blue Star?
That seed sowhat unlikely.
After all, acquiring the Map Access Pass for this map didn’t take much effort. It was basically handed to him when Sword Without End ca to trade for a C-grade or D-grade Fashion Component.
Wait a second—
A possibility suddenly surfaced in Chen Yi’s mind. He slid his sunglasses up to his forehead and turned to Sword Without End with a raised eyebrow.
“Do you rember our first eting?”
“Of course, I rember.”
Sword Without End looked at Chen Yi questioningly, “Why are you bringing that up all of a sudden? Does it have anything to do with the event bug?”
“No, I just wanted to know if the real reason you ca straight to back then was just to exchange for that Fashion Component I had?”
“Of course, what other reason could there be?”
Sword Without End said helplessly with a shrug, “The map showed that the last Fashion Component was with you. To complete a set of fashion, I obviously had to get it from you.”
“Yi, why are you suddenly asking this?”
“It’s nothing. Where did you get that ‘Life Theater Pass’ you traded with for the Fashion Component?”
“Oh, that thing? Didn’t I ntion it to you last ti? I got it as a reward after completing a B-grade Heart Demon map.”
“Hmm.”
Chen Yi nodded, eyes narrowing slightly without a word, but there was a thoughtful glint in the depths of his gaze.
He was not given much ti to think.
The event announcent, which had been crackling with static noise, finally resud, and the event panel in front of him no longer had any mosaics—except the list of event activities had disappeared, leaving only a brief ssage.
“Ding, due to so unforeseen circumstances, the special limited global event scheduled for August 1st to August 3rd has been temporarily cancelled. We hope all players understand.”
“To make it up to all players, we invite everyone to plan an event that belongs to all of us.”
“In the next 8 hours, all players can plan a limited global event and vote at the window. After the countdown ends, the event with the most votes will replace The Founding of the Army Day event as the special limited global event.”
“Players can only plan content, not event rewards. The Snow Sea Project Team will prepare corresponding rewards based on the content of the event.”
“We hope you all enjoy the ga!”
“What the hell?”
Tuberculosis Rabbit straightened up in confusion, pointing at the event panel in front of him, “The event disappeared? There’s such a thing?”
“What caused it to be temporarily cancelled? I already saw the first event called ‘Military Might Unstoppable’.”
“Not sure.”
Sword Without End was equally baffled by what had happened but still stuffed his index finger into his mouth to nibble on his nails, then began to ponder deeply with his head down, “Letting players plan their own events?”
“No matter whose event is eventually chosen, it’s certain that the event will greatly favor the planner, that goes without saying.”
“There is a very obvious disadvantage.”
“That is, there are currently no events on the voting panel. Predictably, as soon as any event pops up, no matter the content, it will instantly gain a massive number of votes.”
“You have to realize there are so many players around the world. If every player designs one, that’s hundreds of millions of event ideas. Do you think anyone would seriously go through hundreds of millions of events and then vote carefully?”
“That’s simply impossible. Most players would just vote randomly for the first place.”
“At most, they might look through the top ten events and then vote for one that seems advantageous to themselves. That ans—”
“If you want your planned event to be voted first and beco the global limited event, the standard is not how perfect the planning is, or how rich the content is, or how beneficial it is for the players!”
“There’s only one standard!”
“That is to be fast enough!”
“Whoever is the first to send out the global planning event will most likely beco the first in the vote!”
“I can bet on it, the global event that ends up number one in the votes will definitely be one of the first 100 players who planned an event.”
“So—”
Sword Without End, satisfied with himself, clicked send: “While I was explaining to you guys, I planned this event, and sure enough, I was the first to publish the event on the voting panel.”
“Speed is king.”
“Let see?”
Tuberculosis Rabbit, sowhat skeptical, glanced at Sword Without End and, with a critical eye, looked towards the temporarily ranked number one event on the voting panel.
‘Event Na: “Visitors from the Sky!”‘
‘Event Content: All players will make a drop from a hundred ters up in the air, and there will be a plastic basin on the ground. Each player has ten aerial drop opportunities, with rewards determined by the accuracy of the drops.’
‘Event Description: You’re like that unexpected visitor from the sky, abrupt and hard to accept.’
‘Event Planner: Sword Without End.’
“…”
After reading the entire event content, Tuberculosis Rabbit stood silently expressionless, then after a mont, lit a trembling cigarette and placed it between his lips.
“Bro, you do realize this is under your real na, right? Don’t you think having your na there is kind of embarrassing?”
“What kind of event have you designed?”
“If your event actually becos the first in the vote, Yi and I definitely won’t participate, no matter how generous the rewards.”
Indeed.
He had to admit, this oddly shaped event did have the potential to be voted number one; it had already gotten over 8,000 votes in just a few minutes.
Just as Sword Without End had said.
Even though there were two new event ideas since, the difference in votes had widened significantly.
Chen Yi also quietly planned an event.
His event was very simple.
All players would encounter a variety of strange incidents over the next three days.
Like…suddenly a pair of hands reaching out from under the bed.
Or when turning over in bed to sleep, suddenly finding a cold corpse behind them, smiling creepily at them.
Or suddenly noticing so unusual behavior from the person next to them in bed, as if they had beco soone else entirely.
Then, based on the players’ psychological fluctuations over the three days, rewards would be given.
Yes, perfect.
That is what a global event should be like. After a quick design, he uploaded it.
…
4 hours later.
“Huh?”
Tuberculosis Rabbit was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, tossing the waterlon rind he’d just finished eating aside, and looked at the voting panel with so surprise.
“Yi, the event you designed actually beca number one in the vote.”
“That’s strange, this event doesn’t seem like a relaxing one, players should prefer to vote for sothing more laid-back, not sothing that looks so eerie.”
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