Chapter 337: Chapter 297: “Profession”: God of Wealth.
The people in the 33 Club chat group talked in great detail, which in layman’s terms, ant live streaming the completion of a single-player map under the watchful eyes of the majority of players.
Moreover, the difficulty of this single-player map wouldn’t be too high and would perfectly match the player’s strengths and advantages.
It sowhat resembled a performance match.
It was rely a window for external promotion.
It wasn’t an official expedition into the map.
In theory, he should just prepare the Wife-Killing Buff in advance and wreak havoc during the performance match.
But for so reason, he felt an ominous sensation within.
Chen Yi furrowed his brows slightly, remaining silent, as he hadn’t forgotten that in the Annihilation Starfield—forrly Ding Qi Starfield—there was a faction within the Annihilation Starfield Project Team that was a sworn enemy of his.
The so-called Feng Family.
In terms of naming rights, the Feng Family hadn’t tried any dirty tricks behind his back, but what might happen during this performance map was unpredictable.
After a while,
he tentatively asked in the group: “If there is a dispute between a player and the project team, is there any way to kill a mber of the project team?”
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“…”
Soon, a series of ellipses once again traveled through the 33 Club chat group.
“I’m Really Fucking Aweso Starfield, Li Yi”: “Dude, you couldn’t possibly be a god of slaughter incarnate, could you? Do you only deal with issues through force? Does your definition of human relationships equate to ‘those who oppose perish’?”
“Li Mu Starfield, Li Mu”: “What’s the matter, Brother Chen Yi, are you at odds with the Annihilation Starfield Project Team? There’s not much that can be done about that, theoretically. The project team and players shouldn’t be able to interact at all, but due to so vested interests, project team mbers still end up in contact with certain players, and the ga has yet to fix this bug, or maybe it doesn’t regard it as a bug, so it has remained.”
“But only the ga itself has the authority to deal with project team mbers; you can think of the project team as employees of the ga and a symbol of it, and players are not allowed to kill any project team mber.”
“Players absolutely cannot kill project team mbers; there’s no way at all. It’s a supre rule. Even if a player does manage to kill a project team mber through so bug, it would be a severe insult to the ga’s dignity, and the end result would be the player being crushed by the ga.”
“Whether we are players or part of the project team, we all exist under the ga’s rules. Step on the ga’s face, and there’s only one possible outco.”
“I would advise you, Brother Chen Yi, to avoid having such thoughts.”
“Moreover, in most cases, the interests of players and project teams are intertwined; the project team needs you as a player to score more points and gain promotion qualifications, and you likewise need the project team to access insider information and privileges. Both sides should be helping each other; why would there be hatred?”
“Take the Annihilation Project Team, for example. You’ve acquired two Monunts for them. They should be praising you rather than making an enemy of you, right? There shouldn’t be any grievances between you.”
“…”
Chen Yi stayed silent, not replying. Theoretically, it was true, but the situation was a bit more complicated for him to explain in detail. According to what he knew so far, most of the Annihilation Starfield Project Team staff were friendly towards him, but he hadn’t had much contact with the Feng Family, so he wasn’t sure about their attitude.
If the Feng Family was willing to wipe the slate clean of past grudges, he wouldn’t mind letting the Feng Clan live a little longer before he had the power to act.
“Qi Daddy Starfield, Wang Qi”: “There’s actually a way. If the project team makes a mistake, they will be punished; the severity of the punishnt can vary. If you can make the project team commit a mistake, they will naturally face the appropriate punishnt from the ga.”
“Rember how a few years ago, that top player did just that?”
“Having grudges too deep with their own Starfield project team, which couldn’t be resolved, they eventually snapped after being backstabbed by the project team again, and caused their tribe over the course of three months to slaughter all players of their Starfield.”
“After three months, not many of that top player’s tribespeople were left either.”
“After committing genocide against their own race, that top player committed suicide on the spot, leaving not a single surviving player in the entire Starfield. The project team of that Starfield was consequently eternally imprisoned in the depths of hell to serve as Scavengers.”
“Though the price was steep, it got the job done.”
“Beimu Qi Starfield, Beimu Qi”: “Why are you telling Chen Yi about this? You’re not suggesting he should do the sa, are you?”
“Qi Daddy Starfield, Wang Qi”: “No, that’s not what I was implying. Just chatting and ntioning it happens; such actions are too foolish, as mutual destruction is always the worst strategy.”
Chen Yi stopped paying attention to the conversation in the 33 Club chat group and decided to remove the Seems Like A Demon Title Effect first, then head to the underworld to regain his human form.
Even though his body would bear a permanent wound that would never heal and he could only sit in a beach chair, at least he would still have a human form, unlike now where he was turned into nothingness, with not even his own existence perceptible to himself, only his consciousness remaining.
This feeling was too eerie.
Just at this mont—
A notification box suddenly unfolded before his eyes.
“Ding, congratulations to player Chen Yi for securing two Monunts for the Annihilation Starfield, thereby securing a permanent place in the history of the ga.”
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