Chapter 295: Chapter 273: “The moonlight is nice tonight.
And their Snow Sea Project Team belonged to an alien race known as the “Oak Race,” a sowhat tongue-twisting na with distinctive racial characteristics.
mbers of the race were all tall and slim, with no overweight individuals, and each had a crimson eye on their forehead.
Before reaching adulthood, this eye remained closed.
After reaching adulthood, the eye would open.
Through this eye, they could process the images before them more rapidly, as there was a transformation process from vision to the brain, which they could speed up.
In simple terms, this ans,
when a bullet is fired at them, they can react and take evasive actions faster than others.
But whether they could actually dodge it was another matter.
After all, being quick to react is one thing, but compared to the speed of a bullet, this advantage might seem almost pointless.
The “Oak Race” had a huge Points deficit when they attempted to advance from the Threefold Planet to the Fourfold Planet and signed a gambling agreent with the leveling ga.
In the end, they lost the bet.
All mbers of the race were forced to work unpaid for the leveling ga until their Points debt was repaid before they could regain their freedom.
Therefore, their race was utterly divided, working in various locations for the leveling ga.
So served as bosses in certain maps.
Others, like this team, ford project groups, responsible for updating the versions for new Novice Planets and sticking with them through it all.
If a planet managed to level up to a onefold, twofold, threefold, or even fourfold, they would receive a substantial Points reward and certain hidden benefits.
But if a planet failed to survive even the Novice Period for any reason, they would be punished.
In the layer below the depths of hell, that sunless space, they would serve as Scavengers for a year.
They had failed several tis before.
And had served as Scavengers for a number of years.
It was not a pleasant experience.
They feared death, but even more, they feared not being able to truly die.
In fact, players enveloped by the leveling ga cannot truly die; if they die in hell, they will continue to serve as Scavengers in that dark space.
Desiring to truly die, they found it was impossible to achieve.
Compared to being a Scavenger, they’d rather die.
These montarily imprisoned players were actually the most tornted, knowing they could get out, that they could return to a normal life, so they greatly despised the inhuman treatnt reserved for Scavengers.
Unlike those players who died in hell and knew there was no possibility of leaving, eventually they adapted to the life of a Scavenger.
Even occasionally buying so chicken legs or a cola with points made them happy.
Completely assimilated.
Except for the “Gluttonous” race, this race was originally an extrely powerful one within the leveling ga, hailing from the Fourfold Planet.
Once they learned of the Scavengers’ existence,
Without any hesitance,
All mbers of the race committed suicide en masse in hell, voluntarily plunging into that dark space to beco Scavengers.
This race’s players always had an internal desire to eat, anything would do, but they had to eat incessantly, never feeling satiated, always remaining in a state of hunger.
They lived in a state of extre anguish.
For them, being a Scavenger might not be a punishnt but rather a chance to enjoy an endless buffet endlessly.
In the world of leveling gas, these perplexing events that outsiders couldn’t understand were constantly unfolding.
The leveling ga was too vast.
Even Starfield was an extrely minute existence within the leveling ga.
…
About two hours passed.
August 22, 23:23.
A global announcent rang in the ears of all Blue Star players.
“Global announcent!”
“Hello, Blue Star players, my na is Jin Buhuan. On behalf of the Snow Sea Project Team, I would like to extend our thanks and apologies to all the Blue Star players for your cooperation over the past four months and for the disruption to your previously peaceful lives.”
“As you can see, a Twofold Planet, Logitech Star, has launched a Race Duel Battle against Blue Star.”
“In fact, not long ago, this Twofold Planet was a Threefold Planet, but it downgraded itself to avoid certain rules.”
“A Race Duel Battle is a war involving all mbers of both races, where everyone—whether elderly, weak, sick or newly born infants—must take up arms and step onto the battlefield.”
“It’s utterly brutal.”
“What’s more lethal is that the battlefield is set on an extrely vast plain with no cover available. mbers of both races will face each other at close range for a relentless exchange of fire.”
“It’s a primitive and savage form of warfare that’s steeped in bloodshed.”
“Often used between two races with deep-rooted hatred.”
“Facing the entire Race Players from a Threefold Planet, it’s with great regret that I tell you, Blue Star will have 95% of its players instantly killed, and if more than 95% of the players are killed instantaneously, the Blue Star Race will be forcibly exterminated.”
“Permanently erased from the leveling ga.”
“This is a battle that cannot be won, a war instigated by small-minded individuals, an unfair war.”
“But we can’t stop it.”
“I’m so sorry everyone, we tried our best, but… we are truly powerless.”
“If fate allows, we might et sowhere again soon.”
“I wish you all good luck.”
“—Yours sincerely, all mbers of the Snow Sea Project Team, with our final ssage.”
As the ssage ended,
all Blue Star players fell into silence, no one spoke, they all just ceased what they were doing.
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