Seizing the BOSS Tem Chapter 68 - 66: Arrival of the Players

Chapter 68: Chapter 66: Arrival of the Players

Looking at another task.

[Task Two: The Pride of the Boss.

Task characteristics: Position task.

Task description: Refuse any official position and establish your own force.

Task duration: 365 natural days.

Fixed rewards: Seven-Star Title [Boss Lord], Legend Level ×20, skill points ×10, free attribute points ×10.

Additional rewards: Extra rewards based on the strength of the force.

Failure penalty: A significant decrease in Federation goodwill.

Introduction: How can a boss accept soone else’s ennoblent? You should be your own king, becoming a leader that belongs only to yourself.]

Baiyi pondered, both position tasks involve establishing forces, but the directions are different; one is to hold an official position, the other is to pioneer independently.

After so thought, Baiyi still chose Task One.

After all, building a force from scratch is very troubleso, and he doesn’t have that much ti to waste on such matters.

However, the position of City Lord is different. Although the Old City Lord is quite partial to Mosen, it doesn’t matter; as long as I am the first to break through to Gold, the Federation always speaks in terms of talent and strength.

He doesn’t even need to contend for anything. When the strength is attained, naturally, he will get everything he wants.

Moreover... with his current Legend Level of 79, the Old City Lord may not be unwilling.

The worst outco is to serve as the City Lord of so smaller city; among the six hundred and ten cities, not all City Lords are Gold....

Therefore, when Task One is sure to have rewards, the special rewards and penalties of Task Two beco unimportant.

[Task One accepted, task duration countdown: 364 days 23 hours 59 minutes....]

While pondering, Baiyi soon put this task aside; it’s not urgent. The matters of the players are temporarily looked after by Sabo over there, and he only needs to go when the last day cos.

For now, first, remodel the shop, and then think about other matters.

During Baiyi’s remodeling, the terminal of the Alchemy Magic Net had already been laid out from the Capital City to Dongwu City, and now only phone manufacturers need to start selling on a large scale.

Furthermore, the first intercontinental orbital missile test was successful, with a range of five thousand kiloters and an error margin of less than three ters. This is an astounding figure, and people throughout the entire Federation system are greatly shocked.

Alchemy Technologists below Gold almost idolize Baiyi, and the Di Feng Clan has also started large-scale manufacturing of intercontinental missiles, first arranging them in four Border Cities.

Moreover, though they only charge the cost, these Border Cities cannot do without them.

And with missile cannons costing hundreds of thousands of Gold Coins in costs, each city has orders placed, and just from these orders, the Di Feng Clan has already recouped the auction money and begun making huge profits.

Yet no one has any complaints; having this thing in the city makes everyone feel a bit more at ease, given that this era is not peaceful.

"Boss, I dread again."

One night, Luoning knocked on the laboratory’s door with a worried face.

Baiyi calmly asked, "What’s wrong? What kind of dream?"

Luoning was very uneasy: "The sky cracked open, sothing wouldn’t let the sky heal, it was very dangerous."

Baiyi was silent for a mont, glanced at the ti [Internal beta countdown: 1 day 10 hours 30 minutes....]

He patted her head lightly in comfort, "Don’t worry, you’re about to reach Bronze, cultivate well, leave everything else alone, just don’t leave the shop often. I’ll arrange everything."

Luoning hesitated a bit, she thought for a mont and asked: "But Sister Aileen said she’s preparing to go back to her original place to live, Boss, can you let her not leave? We can pay the rent."

Baiyi paused, sowhat helpless: "When did I ask you guys to leave? Settle down here, I’ll have Or connect the rest room and the guest room shortly, that’s your room from now on, don’t overthink it."

"But, what if guests co?"

"Then let them wait outside...."

As Luoning reluctantly backed away, Baiyi also began to remodel the shop; from now on, the Dawn Potion Shop will no longer cater to low-end business, but only to orders.

And wait until the players descend, he still needs to conduct so experints to decide the shop’s restrictions on the players...

Has Sabo over there been well-prepared already?

Looking at the final countdown, Baiyi stepped out of the shop and began browsing forums.

As the internal beta ti drew nearer, forums were bustling unprecedentedly, Baiyi noticed so familiar figures.

Those were the strears he loved to watch, with an extraordinary sensitivity to gas, many of Baiyi’s techniques were noted from them.

Unexpectedly these strears were also beta testers, of course, this might be due to the ga company’s influence, or maybe transactions or other matters, but the full city livestream is great, Baiyi can study the player base more precisely.

Baiyi walked beside Sabo, in the land belonging to him, a high wall had been erected, many people peered curiously but no one dared to approach due to the Wucheng Army’s presence.

"Are all preparations complete?" Baiyi asked softly.

"Rest assured, no problem." Sabo grinned maliciously, the two of them walked into this city within a city.

Baiyi’s gaze also fell upon a forr top God-tier strear, whose livestream room was incredibly popular, with online viewers exceeding tens of millions, the bullet screen chat dense, yet not affecting performance.

"Modeling has begun; so far, the feeling I’m getting is no different than VR, wait a bit more." Strear Guard Brigade said softly:

In the darkness before him, a Dark Night Elf’s body was rapidly being constructed, with facial features being finely adjusted.

"As for why I chose Dark Night Elf, it’s not for style; each race has its strengths and weaknesses, the speed of Dark Night Elves is the fastest.

Our Federation has the most Warrior and Assassin heritage, and I’ve already chosen Assassin, so I have to choose the race with the greatest advantage."

"For those wanting to play as Mage, I recomnd choosing Human Race; the Human Race being average, but also the best fit for Mages, for Warriors, I suggest choosing Beastn, as for goblins.. goblin... entertaining maybe, but the strear won’t choose them.

This ga doesn’t offer character deletion reset options; delete your character, and your ID number would have nothing to do with this ga, everyone should carefully consider."

"Na? Perhaps everyone doesn’t understand the concept of 97% realism; picking a strange na might have negative status effects, that’s how exaggerated it is, don’t doubt my professional insight."

With a face that looked handso but ordinary among the Elven group, Guard Brigade decisively chose to wait to enter the option.

"Don’t worry, soon, yes, I chose Dongwu City; my intuition, following that Baiyi definitely has sothing going on, don’t rush, watch my operation, have I ever let you down?"

Guard Brigade said confidently, and as the corner countdown gradually reached zero, a huge vortex appeared, shortly after, they all lost vision.

When the screen reappeared, Guard Brigade looked at his room, a wooden house, only a bed and desk, both of raw wood color, feeling his body.

He imdiately swore, "Damn, panel co out, have I really transmigrated?"

As soon as he finished saying this, the player’s exclusive panel popped up, and a small screen on the panel’s upper left corner showed the stream continuing.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Mad, I’m telling you, the ga company surely false-advertised; the feel of this body, Mad, absolutely 100% realism!"

He jumped a couple of tis, his tone sowhat excited, "Now let

show you guys the experience.... Damn!"

But as soon as he opened the door, he imdiately swore again, and the livestream room was filled with damn ssages.

Because, a series of ssages flashed on his panel.

[You have entered a special field, Power -980, Speed -340, Endurance

100, Spirit is under absolute suppression, you have been inflicted with imprisonnt, curse, charm, highly poisonous, freezing, burning, near-death, and multiple negative statuses.]

"Damn..."

"Fuck..."

A series of panicked voices seed to waft over, Guard Brigade barely cald his emotions, and because he couldn’t move his mouth, he could only repeat to himself in his heart: "It’s just a transition cutscene.... just a cutscene...."