My players are so fierce

Chapter 9 9. It’s because you are unprofessional that you need a second test, not because I have to pass the task! You believe me!

The cunning Murphy entered the game forum with a purpose, and he found that this forum, which had just been opened not long ago, already had a very active trolling thread.

However, it is meaningless if it is not for the sake of experience. Who is a serious person chatting in the post?

So he ignored the post with the aloofness a vampire should have, and first carefully studied the various functions of this forum.

There is an "application area" in the backend.

Here you can view test applications and allocate test places.

The five assignable test invitation codes that Murphy just got can be used here. He can also edit the questionnaire questions about the "Real World" game test application. Unfortunately, no new test application has been sent yet. .

However, he can copy the questionnaire link to old players and invite new players through them.

Uh, why does this process sound similar to MLM?

If he hadn't been in a real other world at this time, he himself would have doubted whether he was preparing to form some dangerous organization, and by the way, he would have reported himself to the nearest police officer.

With such strange thoughts, he discovered another "feedback area".

According to the rules of the forum, this is the tester of "Real World", which is where players give feedback to the game production team on problems existing in the game.

As the saying goes, it's called a "suggestion box."

"But this is a decorative feature, right?"

The vampire looked at this decent feedback and complaint area and couldn't help complaining in his heart:

"Obviously the administrator system has made it clear that even if there are complaints, it can't solve any problems. After all, this real world is not a game at all. I am just a pitiful test administrator and not a creator god. I can't fix bugs for you in the void. ah.

So, is this function specifically designed to test my fooling and blame-shifting skills?

Hey, you're really good at reading people. "

Murphy quickly found the group function within the forum, and a few minutes later, the young players who were still on the forum received invitations to an internal group group at the same time.

The lead pigeon, who originally wanted to take off his helmet and go have a meal, clicked on the application and took a glance at it. He found that the inviter's ID was called "Alfa" and was marked as a forum administrator, so he immediately approved the invitation.

After entering the group and taking a quick look, I found that all 10 players who had received invitation codes were now here.

Alpha: [Hey, hello everyone, I am a new member of the "Real World" game testing team. From now on, I will be responsible for connecting with the testers and collecting everyone's feedback on this game. I will also be in charge of the forum.

Speak freely, don’t be restrained. If you have any feedback about this game, you can express it or submit a feedback post. I will give feedback to the production team as soon as possible. 】

The leading pigeon: [Hello, administrator! 】

Ge Bao immediately rushed up to show his familiarity, and others followed suit.

The atmosphere suddenly became harmonious.

Meow Meow King: [Damn! You guys had a great time in the actual combat test today, right? I was at work at the time, and it felt like I missed a million dollars!

Come with a few people and tell me, how does it feel to kill people in this game? 】

Will bionic snails dream about electronic trees: [I don’t know how it feels to chop someone down, but I can tell you how it feels to be chopped down. It's so stupid, the game experience is extremely poor! Bad review! 】

The leading pigeon: [Shut up, you noob. How dare you be brave enough to get shot in the head with an arrow just after you came online? You loser, you really are an embarrassment to our dormitory! It makes me, the dormitory leader, unable to hold my head high in front of the NPC. 】

Will the bionic snail dream of electronic trees: [Fuck! You bastard, if you dare to talk to dad like that, dad won’t bring you food today! You have to figure out your own way for tomorrow's roll call, convex! 】

The leading pigeon: [Noooo! Dad, I was wrong. 】

Will the bionic snail dream of the electronic tree: [Hey, good boy. 】

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Cheche: [Hey, good son +1. 】

Ah Yuen: [Hey, good son +10086. 】

Dump truck Iai: [ @Miao Miao Wang, are you Lao Yang? I remember the name of your game is this. I was drinking with Lao Lin yesterday and suddenly received two helmets. I followed the instructions and went to the forum and they are still wearing them.

Can you first tell us what this game is about? 】

Meow Meow King: [Hey, middle-aged and elderly people have Internet syndrome, right? Don't reveal my real name, you piece of shit! Call me by ID or call Meow Meow Brother directly, and chat the rest privately! 】

Ah Yuen: [ @Alpha finds fault, right? Isn’t this just a matter of having hands? Emmm, let me think about it, I saw the three dead noobs turned into light after death, and the white-haired NPC next to them was dumbfounded. This makes me feel that our "exit method" is a bit insufficient. Role play that flavor.

This game is so real, making such a flaw would ruin the immersion.

It is strongly recommended that players be able to leave intact corpses after being killed in the future]

Will the bionic snail dream of the electronic tree: [Yibao, tell me honestly what you want to do to our corpses? Horror.jpg. 】

The leading pigeon: [Smiles evilly, of course Yibao is doing some "terrible" things, such as drawing a little turtle on the face of you novices or crazily squatting to taunt you. 】

Alpha: [This is indeed something we didn’t consider before. I’ll submit my comments to the development team and see if they can modify it.

Also, there's bad news.

The development team was not particularly satisfied with the feedback from the actual basic test they just completed.

They believe that the test players' responses were not professional enough, resulting in a lot of combat data not being collected, so they may conduct another actual combat test next.

I hope that the people participating in the test will behave more professionally this time, and at least avoid the embarrassing situation of being shot in the head as soon as they go online.】

Will the bionic snail dream of electronic trees: [! ! ! So can you see our performance in the game? Administrator, there is no need for such a public execution! 】

Alpha: [There is no need to give up on yourself. In fact, I thought you were very handsome when you caught the crossbow on your head. I have been doing this for so long, and this is the first time I have seen someone catch it so accurately.

Also, if possible, I suggest that you don’t put your hands on your crotch in an awkward posture next time you die]

The big pigeon in the lead: [laughing to death, officially recognized as a noob, flipping the table and laughing wildly.jpg]

Will the bionic snail dream of electronic trees: [Fuck, stop laughing! That was just a mistake. Can you give me another chance? Admin, I will definitely perform well this time! No more shame! 】

Kuonuo Cat Sharda: [Yes, give me a chance, I also want to be a good person, sir! 】

Invincible Tyrannosaurus Cheche: [Cheche, please give me a chance. It’s too uncomfortable to have to die for three days to be resurrected, and there are too few people. Please invite more people. 】

Alpha: [ @Do bionic snails dream of electronic trees? No, this game focuses on hardcore + real hardcore style mmorpg, and death penalty is also a very important part of the experience.

We don't want to create a game mode where players' lives are used as consumables to achieve almost any challenge.

The development team conveys their thoughts to the player base in this way, that is, you are in a real alien world and you should cherish your life just like the real aliens.

Of course, some improvement measures may be introduced later, but the game mode must be strictly adhered to during the testing phase.

In addition, I cannot make the final decision on expanding the scale of the test, but the production team has decided to adopt an invitation system before the test begins to avoid deterioration of the game testing environment.

But don't worry, I have applied for a batch of free invitation codes from the production team.

If you have friends who want to play, ask them to fill out the test application, but I can't guarantee whether they can pass it.

The application link is attached below. 】

Ah Yuen: [Okay! Long live the administrator! I'll send a message to a few good brothers right now! 】

The leading pigeon: [Bah, Ah Yuan, you are a sycophant who goes everywhere, give us a tall sports student this time, and it’s up to him to fight. 】

Ah Qian'en: [I'll do the work, don't worry, I'll take good care of you. 】

Alpha: [It’s almost time for me to get off work. That’s it for this chat with everyone. The next test time will be announced in this group 10-30 minutes in advance.

Over time, we will enable players to freely log in to the game as appropriate, because the dedicated test server has just been set up, and we hope that everyone can overcome the difficulties before the stress test is completed.

Any suggestions can be made in the feedback area of ​​the forum.

Finally, thank you all for choosing "Real World" and wish you all the best in your gaming career! 】

The leading pigeon: [Congratulations to the administrator! 】

Below is another series of repeaters.

Murphy was very obscene and peeked at the screen, but did not continue to participate in the subsequent discussion of the current plot by the young players. After confirming that they had no more questions, the vampire exited the forum.

He rubbed his chin in the dilapidated house in Moreland Village. The question Gebao just asked seemed off-topic but was actually very valuable.

In his own opinion, there is nothing wrong with players turning into light points and disappearing after death, but in the eyes of other outsiders, this scene is destined to be bizarre. It doesn't matter if there are few players now. If the number of players reaches tens of thousands in the later period, Murphy will even The identity of the summoner is beyond explanation.

After all, what kind of summoner are you? Can you summon tens of thousands of people from other worlds at once? Are you a summoner? Or a party leading the way from another world?

Do you want to see what vampire nonsense you are talking about!

But how to solve the problem of corpses?

"Well"

Just as Murphy was thinking seriously, a painful groan came from the side and woke him up.

The vampire glanced at the corner and saw the unfortunate girl who was tightly tied with a rope by Maxim, and he was immediately happy.

Oops, I was so busy chatting with the little players that I forgot about her.

Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise this unlucky guy who had just escaped the poisonous hands of the witch hunter would have been suffocated to death.

What a sin. Although I was also very unlucky, when I saw the real NPC in front of me who was even more unlucky than me, the pressure in my heart suddenly disappeared.

"I'll untie it for you, don't bite me."

Murphy knelt down and said something to the weak and unfortunate girl who was glaring at him.

The latter stared at him fiercely but could not hide the fear in her eyes. After she nodded, the vampire helped her untie the rope that blocked her mouth.

Because the strangulation was so severe that even the fair cheeks were bruised, this scene was full of the flavor of 18-year-old confinement.

This girl has short, fiery red hair, which she manages very ably by herself. Her face is beautiful and full of youthful vitality. It can be seen from her delicate skin that she is not a peasant woman in the village. Although his dress is not rich enough, he still has a sense of elegance. There is a unique pendant around his neck, and below it is a small copper iron piece in the shape of a gear.

Murphy held the thing in front of his eyes and saw the inscription on the small iron piece:

Class 4, Department of Administration, Class 1109, Chardeau Artisan University, enrolled in the fall of Era 1109.

"Hey, he is still a third-year college student. He is a high-end talent. No wonder the rude witch hunter can't control him."

The unlucky vampire adjusted the time in his mind, grinned and put the small iron piece back on the girl's collar. He looked at the scared, angry and sad little girl in front of him and said:

"This doesn't seem like the place you should be?"

"This is my house! You bastard vampire!"

The girl screamed:

"It was you who destroyed my family, my father, and my fellow villagers. Oh, oh, they're all gone. We didn't offend anyone! It's all your fault!"

"First of all, it was the witch hunters who burned down your village and killed all the people here. I wasn't here when they did the bad things."

Murphy shook his head and said:

"Morland Village and even the area around Cadman City are the traditional territory of the Blood Eagle Clan. We have been living here since the second Black Disaster in 720 AD.

This is our home too, who would do anything in their own home?

Believe it or not, the Blood Eagle Clan still has the position of 'tribune', so please vent your hatred and anger to the right place.

Secondly, I don’t have that much time to comfort you, girl.

You've heard it before.

Dangerous witch hunters are hunting me, and they won't let you go after killing their companions, so whether you want it or not, you have to follow my arrangements if you want to survive.

Now tell me, what is your name? "

Facing Murphy's inquiry, the girl showed some resistance, but after a few seconds of hesitation, she bowed her head and sighed submissively:

"Miriam."

"Huh? No last name?"

Murphy raised his eyebrows and said in surprise:

"An inspiring girl who can go to college thousands of miles away in Genoa Peninsula doesn't even have a surname, right?"

"I am the village chief's illegitimate daughter."

Miriam whispered awkwardly:

"I came back this time to get engaged to the son of a wealthy businessman in Cadman City under his arrangement. My ability to go to college was all a legacy left to me by my mother before she died.

But my father is a little tight lately.”

"Oh, I get it."

Murphy's eyes became subtle and he said:

"So your anger just now was all fake, right? You have no feelings for this place at all. Well, you don't have to explain this. I'm not interested in family ethics dramas.

I already know you're a smart guy, and I need smart people now. "

He stood up and drew out the sword of the Desire Race. With a flick of his wrist, he drew a quick arc in his muscle memory and cut the rope around Miriam's body. Then he pointed outside and said:

"Go find weapons and armor from those corpses to protect yourself, and then pack up enough weapons and equipment for ten people. I need to think about what we should do next."

Miriam walked towards the door with her head lowered without saying a word.

Her legs were shaking a little and her fists were clenched. Just as she was approaching the door, Murphy behind her suddenly said quietly:

"Your heart is beating so fast, are you planning something dangerous? Miriam, as a native of Transia, you should know that a vampire like me can track a life three kilometers away by using scent, right?

Do you need me to explain to you the principle of the psychic mark that is formed on the body of the murderer when a witch hunter dies?

I heard that the thing will last for at least seven days. All witch hunters who pass the hunting trial can see the mark and do their best to avenge their companions.

That's their tradition!

Since the beginning of the Ten Years' War, the number of 'vampire worshipers' who have died at the hands of witch hunters has been astronomical, and unfortunately, no matter how you look at it, you are already a member of this group.

So, can you really understand your current situation? "

"I I can!"

Miriam clenched her fists and shouted with her back to Murphy.

She strode out of the shabby house but never tried to run out on two legs. Instead, she honestly began to collect the things Murphy needed.

In the house, Murphy also removed his hand from the hilt of the caged sword at his waist.

He will not be deceived by Miriam's delicate disguise!

A young woman who can kill a semen-brained witch hunter in a one-on-one situation with her beauty and sneak attacks is definitely not a good person, and this guy is still a third-year student at Chardo Artisan University.

That is one of the three universities in mainland China!

Who knows what kind of thoughts and self-preservation techniques those cunning and mysterious halflings will instill in their students?

Maybe there was something fishy about the witch hunter's death, but now that he wanted Miriam's help, it wasn't a good time to get to the bottom of it.

Murphy glanced at the dawn outside the window. The annoying sunlight appeared again, which meant that he, the vampire, was about to enter hibernation.

He was a little tired after staying up all night last night, and the weakness caused by the poisonous blood of the witch hunter made him drowsy. However, the excitement of the battle and the first hunt seemed to have awakened some of Murphy's dark night qualities as a vampire. He found that He showed an indifference to the issue of death that was beyond his imagination.

Especially the death of others.

He didn't know if this was normal, but the witch hunter who might come to kill him at any time was the biggest trouble at hand, and Murphy felt that he should be prepared in advance.

And the most important thing is that he once again confirmed his next goal:

Before completing this miserable journey and returning to Cadman City to meet Tris, he must complete his novice guidance task and turn on all available functions so that the potential of young players can be maximized.

Only if they become more powerful can he and Tris stay away from dangers that can be seen at any time.

The young vampire squinted his eyes as he looked at the sunshine outside. At this moment, Murphy was actually looking forward to the hunt that the witch hunter might launch.

Gradually realizing the true power of the test administrator system, he has nothing to fear. Now he just hopes that the storms in life will come more violently and water his little leeks so that they can thrive.

Although the upgrade function has not been unlocked yet, if you don’t fight monsters, how can you get experience upgrades?