Chapter 726: You Use Musou. Instead, You Show Us Hide-And-Seek?!
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
When he was in the Jiuhua City Shop, Mr. Fang had played Silent Hill for a while.
Obviously, that game left a deep impression on the veteran players too.
At that time, Mr. Fang gave a moderate show in which he didn't get lost, but he couldn't show off any special plays.
In fact, some rumors even said that Mr. Fang was so scared afterwards that he was paralyzed by fear and couldn't walk.
To get the desired effects, Sala even asked about it secretly in the group chat.
The responses were...
Su Tianji said, [Good idea! This will definitely scare the scummy shop owner senseless!]
Nalan Mingxue replied, [I think it can be done!]
Song Qingfeng chimed in, [Awesome! I like your idea!]
Therefore, these elves were confident with their request.
While staring at Mr. Fang with her big eyes, Sala asked him, "What about it? You're afraid?"
"Afraid?!" Mr. Fang thought for a moment and said, "It's just a game. There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Ha...?"
Nothing to be afraid of?! We thought so at the beginning of the game too!
"The shop owner must be bluffing," Sala said in a low voice.
"Yeah. I asked in the group. He played a similar game before and was an average player..." Rowling agreed.
"Some rumors even said that he was paralyzed by fear and couldn't walk in a while!"
"Humph! He will be scared witless this time!" Sala said.
That's what he deserves for frightening us!
So many of us elves got scared; that's despicable.
A group of elves stood behind Mr. Fang and watched him play in a hurry.
In addition...
"I'll go buy a bag of potato chips," Rowling said.
"I'll get a box of spicy sticks!" Sala thought it would be great to eat snacks while watching the shop owner get scared.
"Bring me one box!" Elder Sewell said immediately, "One bag of potato chips too!"
With snacks in their hands, the elves brought over a bench so that they could sit behind Mr. Fang and watch him play. During the process, they contributed to the revenue of the shop.
Influenced by the elves, some assassins and even passersby also bought potato chips or other snacks. Soon, a large group of people stood behind Mr. Fang.
"Someone is playing this game again?"
"He will surely be scared to death..."
Obviously, the shop owner hadn't come to the part of finger amputation since he had been standing behind Sala and watching the elves play for a long time in the morning.
In the early stage of the game, there were no supernatural phenomenon, but the fat monster was not only extremely strong but had great patience. Regardless of where or how far players had fled, he would catch up sooner or later.
In fact, this monster even waited for the main character in spots that he must pass.
The players would have to directly exit the game if the main character got punched by the monster. If he was caught, he would get his head pulled off his body.
At this moment, Mr. Fang had come to the part before encountering the 'doctor' who would amputate his fingers. The main character got upstairs again with great efforts but then was thrown to another zone of the lobby by the sudden explosion of the elevator.
From here, the main character could go to the sewer of the hospital. If he wanted to continue, he needed to open two valves in the sewer.
"Here he comes..." Sala said excitedly, "I was trapped and caught in this room several times!"
Sala ate a spicy stick with great enjoyment.
Mr. Fang ran all the way down the sewer. Hearing someone falling somewhere in front of him, he didn't spare a glance at it and turned right, dashing into a side tunnel.
Mr. Fang explained while livestreaming, "At this time, we must run. When we run to this valve room, close the door and the valve."
At this moment, all the players in old shops and the new shop were watching the livestream. Sala said smugly, "You're trapping yourself inside, right?"
"Hahaha! You dug a grave for yourself." Sala ate a mouthful of potato chips.
Then, Sala heard Mr. Fang continue to say, "Now, we have only one way out, and the monster is coming from that way. At this moment, we must keep calm since we can still do something here."
Mr. Fang turned around and saw that there was only one lightbulb in the valve room, and it could only illuminate the area around the valve. The corner further away was pitch-black.
Mr. Fang squatted down in the darkest corner on the right of the entrance.
At this moment, the iron door of the valve room was crashed open.
"What would an ordinary person think right now? They would search for barriers such as lockers and chests which one could hide behind. You must keep calm and think from the opponent's perspective and do the opposite, hiding in a place that he thinks no one would hide in." Mr. Fang squatted in the corner and could see the fat man standing a few meters away from him without any barriers between them.
The fat monster looked around and saw darkness in the corner. Then, he walked toward the depths of the room where he thought people might hide in.
Then, Mr. Fang stood up calmly and slipped out the door.
"F*ck?!"
"He didn't die?!"
The moment that the fat monster moved, Mr. Fang slipped out silently and opened the second valve.
When the fat monster caught up, Mr. Fang slipped into the tunnel on one side of the sewer while he just heard the clanking noises of iron chains.
The sewer area was very big, and most of the place was in the darkness. After dodging the pursuit of the fat monster at the second valve, the main character came to the last zone.
At this place, the monster must be waiting for the main character in a spot ahead of him. It was all dark, and the players couldn't even see where the monster was.
Mr. Fang said, "In the sewer, we can't jump around or run. Since you don't know his whereabouts, and he doesn't know yours, the person who makes noises will be detected first since you would expose yourself."
It must be noted that the video camera's night vision function would emit dim light, which in the system version would also increase the possibility of being detected by the enemy.
Therefore, the players could use it for a quick look at the distance in the darkness, but they would be exposed if they used it near the enemy.
Mr. Fang used the night vision to take a quick look. Sure enough, the fat monster was waiting for him on the path ahead.
Mr. Fang didn't go up until the monster went to one side to scout.
However, Mr. Fang couldn't avoid making a sound when he stepped on the metal plate on the bank. Soon, he heard a series of noises closing in toward him as iron chains collided.
In the darkness, Mr. Fang opened the night vision on his video camera, raced to the stairs at the entrance of the sewer, and climbed out.
"F*ck..."
"So easy?!"
The audience felt like they were not watching a horror game.
You're playing hide-and-seek?!
The audience spoke from the perspective of the fat monster and flooded the scene with bullet comments.
[Fatty: Damn it! I didn't even see him in the whole game. Am I playing with a ghost?]
[Fatty: The director told me to act with him in the sewer...??? Where is he?]
[Am I still a monster? Can't you show me some respect?]
[Is this really a horror game?]
[I think this game should change its name to Assassin's Creed: Hide-and-Seek...]
"Can we play like this...?" Sala and other elves had tears on their faces, thinking, I don't think you can show us the Musou, but in turn, you are showing us your hide-and-seek skills?!
"I think this is fun..." Su Tianji ate some potato chips, thinking that she might try the game later.
As the game went on, the supernatural phenomenon that was absent in the early stages of the game began to reveal the truth hidden in the story.Chapter 727: The Daily Life of Haters
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
After watching yesterday's livestream, the elves entered the shop as soon as it opened the next morning. "Sir, since the shop is open, you can continue playing Outlast now!"
"???" Mr. Fang looked at the elves in bafflement.
It's early morning, and you guys have nothing to do but watch the livestream?
Helpless, Mr. Fang sat down before a computer and continued the livestream after eating some instant noodles.
"Huh? The shop owner is livestreaming again...?" In the old shops, at least half of the players had new communication jades, so it was more convenient for them to watch livestreams than the players in the new shop.
Some elders of Liuyun Daoist Palace and disciples of the Cloud Ocean Faction began to watch the livestream while having morning tea in the passenger spiritual boats to Jiuhua City.
"Huh... the Livestream is on again!"
Mr. Fang rarely livestreamed; he didn't even livestream the massive game, World of Warcraft. Therefore, most of the players entered the livestream room and watched.
Meanwhile, on a street in Canglan City.
"Newspaper! Today's newspaper!" A boy who was about 14 years old waved his arm and yelled on the street.
As an autumn leaf slowly landed on the ground in the morning breeze, this boy suddenly felt the air turning cold and murderous.
"Give me a copy."
The boy turned his head and saw a group of elves walking in through the city gate.
The leader was a silver-bearded old man who was holding a silver staff with wood whisks.
This old man's greyish-blue robe looked ordinary but was exquisitely made. On a closer look, one could even see exquisite embroidered leaf patterns which were the unique decorative patterns of the Elf Clan.
"Five copper coins." The boy handed him today's newspaper immediately.
Although mages and aristocratic knights communicated with magic letters or visual projections, this cheap and useful communication method was still popular.
"Today's news is all here!"
One elf elder read the newspaper and said, "Elder, some humans are indeed saying that visiting the so-called Origins Internet Club equals treason. Look, the newspaper says that there are..."
He looked at the number printed on the newspaper and said, "There are hundreds of thousands of humans publicly criticizing the... um... Origins Internet Club."
"Hurry up! Let's go to this Origins Internet Club and see if Elder Sewell is in there!"
Although they didn't believe it too much, the elves must give this issue proper attention!
Meanwhile, in the alchemy room that wasn't very spacious, the stout mage dressed in a black mage's robe looked excited while words appeared on the magic letter line after line. He seemed to be in a magic forum focusing on mystical realms.
Then, this mage re-opened a post named 'Love the Legend of Sword and Fairy', and under the post was a comment from him. [Are you referring to the mystical realm in which the heroine is a thief?]
[What? The heroine is a thief?]
[This mystical realm named 'The Legend of Sword and Fairy' has such an evil theme?]
[Is it true? I was planning to visit that shop and try it...]
"..."
Sure enough, this mage saw many people replying to this comment.
[Yeah. Not only is the heroine a thief, but one of the main characters is a traitor of his faction. Besides, someone tested the so-called artifact-making in the Legend of Sword and Fairy and found that it's useless!]
[Remember, don't trust the Legend of Sword and Fairy!]
"Hahahaha!" After replying to many comments, this mage cheerfully opened another article which was posted by himself. [Listing Ten Reasons Not to Play World of Warcraft.]
In the post, the mage quoted many professional comments of some 'masters'.
Next to his post, there were other posts such as [Don't Let Garbage Mystical Realms Mislead You in Aesthetics], [Holy Light Spell in World of Warcraft Mystical Realm Was Tested to Be Useless], and [Don't Be Fooled by It]. These posts almost flooded the whole forum.
As a mage of the Royal Magic Union, Dicas bought a bowl of instant noodles this morning and began browsing this magic forum.
Suddenly, she saw the post titled [The Heroine of the Legend of Sword and Fairy Is a Thief? The Main Character Is a Traitor?!]
Han Lingsha used the proceeds that she took from the tomb to help the poor people! And why are they trashing Yun Tianhe?!
While reading these posts, Dicas replied furiously, [Have you played it? Don't talk about things you don't understand!]
How come they are hating on the game so blatantly?!
In the not-too-big alchemy room, the mage heard a beep. "Someone replied?"
Seeing Dicas's reply, this mage sneered and replied, [Another traitor?]
He first tossed out the accusation without hesitation.
"Ahhya-!" Dicas was enraged when she saw this reply. She almost threw her Cappuccino onto the floor.
Dicas felt like crying in fury. As a member of the Royal Magic Union, she loved her nation, but someone dared to accuse her of treason?!
...
Meanwhile, in the distant Radiant Light Godly Nation.
Dressed in a bright-red priest's robe, Peeble glanced at the many delicacies on the table and personally put food onto the plates of the masters with a smile. "This idea is excellent...!"
"Hahahaha!" Master Auth smiled and said proudly, "I'm one of the administers of the magic forum named Eye of Mystical Realms."
"If any heated comments defending Blizzard Workshop and Softstar Workshop appear on it..."
While he spoke, Dicas was organizing words and had written hundreds of words on her magic letter; she was about to post her reply.
When she injected magic energy into the magic letter to begin the transmission process, words appeared on the letter, [Your commenting privilege has been locked.]
"!!!"
"Wayaaaa–!"
In the lounge area of Mr. Fang's new shop, people saw a female mage wildly slammed her hands on the desk in fury.
How can they do this?!
...
At this moment, Mr. Fang was still livestreaming Outlast.
After the main character got his fingers cut off, the game became more difficult to play.
It was scary to face the bloody hands which were not treated with any medication. Besides, this condition further weakened the main character's physical state in the game.
Before his fingers were amputated, the main character still had some strength to fight with the deranged monsters, but now he lost all abilities to even struggle.
The main character's body could even turn cold due to the loss of blood.
It meant that the main character couldn't last long in this state.
Mr. Fang was still calm in the game, but he began to pant when he spoke due to his poor physical conditions. "When we flee from the deranged doctor, we must close the door behind us since this act will earn us a lot of time."
Then, Mr. Fang ran to get the keys to the elevator. After all, the elevators in the hospital needed keys to operate. The moment that the main character entered the elevator, the doctor caught up. Obviously, the doctor knew the terrain and anticipated the escape route of the main character.
The main character tried to push the doctor out but obviously was too weak to do that.
When the doctor got half of his body into the elevator, it began to move!
"My goodness!"
"Ahh! Killer elevator! Another killer elevator!" Sala obviously remembered how she had died from the fall in Undercity.
After the doctor died, rain began to pour outside the hospital.
The ominous presence got thicker in the darkness while the whole atmosphere of the game felt even creepier. It felt like something was trying to crawl out from the gloomy darkness.
Chapter 728: The Ending of Outlast (I)
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
If the first half of Outlast was only crazy, then the second half truly turned weird.
After escaping to the courtyard inside the hospital, chilly rain poured on the main character, sending shivers to the elves who were watching from behind. They felt cold just watching it.
There was almost no light outside, and the occasional lightning flashes illuminated the flowerbed in front of the main character.
"Now, we should search the surrounding area," Mr. Fang said on the livestream, and he soon found a key in the room on his left.
The dim lights in the distance showed that there seemed to be a door.
It looked like the exit from this endless dark abyss.
Mr. Fang ran over, opened the door, and finally got inside before seeing some lights.
However, the lights were limited to the corridors on the outside. When the main character ventured further inside, he was plunged into endless darkness again as if he was swallowed by it.
On the screen, there was nothing but darkness. Fang Qi opened the night vision mode of the video camera and felt his way in the darkness. Faintly, he saw a door on his right.
At this moment, Sala, other elves, and students of Heavenly Academy were still watching the livestream while eating potato chips or spicy sticks.
In the Yuanyang City Shop, Yue Bai, Mu Qing, and other students sat in a circle on the couches and watched it on their communication jades.
At this moment, Gu Tingyun and others walked in from the outside.
On Mr. Fang's screen, he pushed open the door and entered.
Suddenly, through the night vision of the video camera, Fang Qi saw an extremely creepy figure floating from the depths of the corridor outside the door and coming before him in the blink of an eye!
"Ahhh-!"
The elves who were watching the livestream behind Fang Qi almost huddled together in fear.
Startled, Mu Qing's hand shook, and she threw out her communication jade.
Gu Tingyun had just pushed the door open and entered the shop at this moment.
Thud!
A communication jade hit his head.
"..."
Mu Qing was at a loss for words.
...
When Mu Qing looked back at the screen...
"Huh? Nothing happened?"
At this moment, she saw that Mr. Fang had walked out from the corridor, climbed up a wall, and moved forward while staying close to the wall.
"Now, we will jump down. Do you hear the sounds of iron chains? Fatty is coming after us. Now, squat down and move forward close to the wall under the cover of the grass; we must not let him see us." In the system version, everything was more real, which meant that the main character couldn't even run in his current physical state.
"Do you hear the sounds around the corner?" Mr. Fang continued, "Not able to find us, the monster will wait for us on the only route that we can take since it knows that we must go and find that Priest Martin. Now, we'll retreat a bit first."
Priest Martin was the only relatively normal person whom the main character had met in Outlast. On the one hand, he stopped the main character from getting out. On the other hand, he was directing the main character to the truth step by step.
Sure enough, the audience saw the Fatty walking out from the corner.
On the screen, Mr. Fang hid in the grass and aimed his video camera at the Fatty. The fat demon-like monster looked around and didn't see the main character.
The audience sent funny bullet comments and filled the scene.
[Hahahaha! Awesome!]
[Fatty: Where are you? I'm so afraid...]
[Mr. Fang: I'm observing you discreetly.]
[Fatty: I was sent here to chase after him, but I see no trace of him in the whole game!]
"..."
"Hahaha! The bullet comments are so funny." The elves almost choked with laughter.
...
The main character continued to explore and finally got to the deepest spot underground through the elevator.
The elevator went down more than ten floors underground when it finally stopped.
At this moment, the gaming environment changed to a tunnel made of white rocks.
Obviously, these were rocks in the depths of the ground.
At the end of the rock tunnel, the audience saw a huge underground laboratory.
The lab in the depths of the ground wasn't dark; the lights were on. However, there wasn't even a single living being in it.
There were only corpses in twisted forms, making this place creepier than anywhere else.
Even with the lights on, it looked gloomy and chilly.
The elves held their breath as they watched the main character venture deeper into the lab.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past the corner of the tunnel.
Without thinking, Fang Qi controlled the main character to turn and run.
A black shadow ran after the main character at a greater speed.
Through the screen, the audience could hear the main character's heavy breathing while he ran desperately. It felt like one touch of that shadow would bring extremely horrifying results.
The main character raced all the way back. The moment that he opened the door, he saw a fat demon-like face.
"Ahh-!" The sudden sight startled the audience.
Then, a huge hand caught the main character and threw him down heavily.
At this moment, the screen turned blurry.
Just as this demon-like fat monster was about to attack the main character again, it was suddenly pulled up into the air by an invisible force.
Then, he was viciously thrown onto the wall.
The Fatty's body, which was hard to injure with sabers or swords, now looked defenseless. The Fatty howled and struggled while it seemed like this monster was lifted by something invisible and thrown onto the wall, ground, and ceiling like a ball.
Finally, this monster's fat upper body was stuffed into the air duct and was chopped into pieces by the fan blades of the vent in the air duct.
It was extremely hard to imagine how the aluminum alloy vent fan, which could be easily bent by an adult's punch, had chopped the Fatty's iron-like body.
The monster didn't have any ability to resist!
"My goodness!"
"What was that?!"
The elves who were watching from behind screamed.
It wasn't that these elves had never seen ghosts before, but they had never seen any other ghosts so powerful before!
After the ghost left, the main character found the doctor who was kept alive on a breathing machine.
The answer to why the ghost didn't kill the main character was revealed. The ghost was an entity with two consciousnesses, and one of which didn't want to kill the main character. That was why the main character was safe in two of his encounters with the ghost even though the rest of the encounters meant certain death.
"There is a normal living being in this place...?!" The audience watched the scene incredulously.
"He takes care of me..." the doctor said, "He may think I'm his father. Do you know what this symbol represents?"
The doctor pushed his wheelchair to the strange symbol on the wall. "It warns of a nanohazard. nanoscopic machines, technology we have had for decades, but never mastered."
"Turning the cells of human bodies into nanofactories. It's the natural function of cells to produce molecules, but through psychosomatic direction, we engineered the precise molecules necessary. Mind over body. It was foolish and wrong to think we could control it. To use madmen to control something so strong."
Yes, this wasn't a ghost in the normal sense. It was a horrifying monster combined from technology and some supernatural things.
Chapter 729: The Ending of Outlast (II)
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
"We achieved something like this in 1944. Those fascists thought it was spirits..." The doctor continued babbling. He also revealed the method to deal with this ghost.
Since the ghost couldn't exist separately without a body, it needed a host, which was why it had two consciousnesses.
What the main character needed to do was to shut off the life-support system of its host, Billy.
A simple example would be in the 'Wind and Cloud' TV Series. In it, the Sword Saint's physical body died first when he used Sword 23, and that was why he wasn't able to kill Xiong Ba.
Now, the main character had to destroy the physical body of this ghost to kill it.
Usually, it wasn't something that an ordinary man with severe injuries and poor physical conditions could do. However, since the ghost had two consciousnesses, and one of them was willing to help the main character despite its short periods of existence, this task wasn't impossible to do.
Finally, Fang Qi controlled the main character to dodge the ghost's attacks and shut down the life-support system of the host. The creepy black shadow pulled the main character up into the air and then threw him onto the ground heavily. During the process, its force was being weakened repeatedly.
In fact, its force was weakened to such a point that it could no longer sustain itself and looked vague.
At this moment, the elves were enjoying the livestream while eating spicy sticks.
Suddenly, the black shadow entered the main character's body before it disintegrated!
With a shrill, helpless, and desperate scream, the horrifying black shadow entered his body!
After falling from several floors high several times, getting his fingers amputated, and enduring all the pain and fright for so long, this night felt like 100 years to the main character.
Another person might have become crazy long ago.
After this weird thing entered his body, the journalist named Miles was on the verge of mental collapse.
Everything was now meaningless, regardless if his intention was just that he wanted to disclose the criminal acts or that he wanted to dig out a big sensational news story.
The audience could see the main character's sight becoming blurry on the screen as if his mind was breaking down. He still protected his video camera as if he wanted to bring the results of his hard work, even one bit of it, out to the world.
His sadness and disillusionment made everyone watching this scene sense a chill.
After picking up his video camera, Miles dragged his heavy body toward the gate slowly and painfully. He even fell to the ground several times.
At this moment, everyone watched as Miles finally got to the gate, and then the gate opened by itself. He faced dozens of black gun muzzles.
In between the soldiers, the professor who had told Miles the 'truth' was standing there.
Miles, the main character, was peppered by machine gun bullets.
"Why...?!" Hearing the screams through the screen and watching Miles' eyes slowly close, everyone asked this question subconsciously.
After going through so many trials and tribulations and enduring so much pain, the main character still couldn't escape death.
The players, who had experienced the horror and hardships in the game alongside the main character, understood his bitterness and resentment.
The truth was now obvious. The whole underground lab and the deranged inmates had been part of an experiment.
The experiment failed, and the ghost killed everyone in the lab. Now that the ghost was dead, the mercenaries who were moved here to deal with the ghost could enter the lab safely.
Of course, the secrets underground couldn't be disclosed to the public.
"How can it end like this?!" Sala asked loudly.
The other elves who had played this game also had complicated feelings about the ending.
In the darkness, it seemed like only despair was left.
However, the audience seemed to hear another voice rise in the darkness. "My goodness."
"You have become the host!"
When Miles's body slowly fell down, a black shadow seemed to have gotten out of the 'cocoon' which was Miles' body and evolved into a butterfly.
"My goodness!"
"What's that?!"
The elves who were watching screamed again.
The screen dimmed again.
When the horrifying spiritual energy got freed from the restraint of body, gunshots and screams mingled in the darkness.
But this time, the screams came from the enemies.
All the living beings were annihilated.
...
After Mr. Fang finished the game, the elves stood behind him in a daze.
One elf froze with a spicy stick in her hand in mid-air; she forgot to put it into her mouth.
This was obviously a game to test the players' spirit and will. In the last moment, when the main character's spirit ascended, the players could feel the massive amount of spiritual energy which was so powerful that it could exist without a body, rule over every living being, and control everyone's life.
Fang Qi could even feel the sharp growth in his spiritual energy!
No one noticed that Fang Qi's eyes emitted bright glints that had never been there before, which seemed to be the result of the unusually horrifying spiritual energy.
"It ends like this...?"
"Then, is Miles dead or alive anyway...?"
"Is this entity Miles or the ghost?" Elder Sewell asked after watching the livestream.
"This game looks good..."
"What looks good?" At this moment, an ancient voice sounded from behind Elder Sewell.
"This game," Elder Sewell said, "Should we continue with the game?"
"What game?" The ancient voice asked again.
"Outlast," Elder Sewell pointed at the screen and said.
Huh...? This voice sounds so familiar? Elder Sewell furrowed her pretty brows and thought in bafflement.
"Why does this voice sound so familiar?" Captain Lance of the Snow Pigeon Team also asked.
Then, every elf in the area shook, and they turned their heads mechanically.
The elves were so scared that they looked as if they were looking at a ghost.
"First... First Elder!!??"
These elves' minds turned blank. How come the First Elder is here?
Also, he caught us right in the middle of discussing a game...
Finished! We're finished this time!
At this moment, it was clear that every customer in the shop noticed the disturbance.
They saw a silver-haired and silver-bearded old elf who was dressed in a pale-grey robe. Despite his old age, he looked dignified and grand while his hair and robe fluttered without wind moving them. He was flanked by elf elders and guards.
The trace of anger hidden in the depths of his deep eyes looked like lava that was moving at the bottom of a volcano. His horrifying presence felt as if a storm was coming, and it slapped toward the people in the area like surging waves, suffocating them all.
This old elf stood there like a holy spirit, and no one could look him directly.
The whole shop instantly fell silent.
We're dead! We're dead! The First Elder is going to lose his temper! The elves felt as if they were going crazy; they had never seen the First Elder lose his temper, but...
At this moment, a voice sounded.
Mr. Fang put down his virtual reality headset and asked, "Senior, are you here to get online?"
All the elves stared at Mr. Fang with their eyes wide-open.
!!??.
Chapter 730: The Burning Crusade and the Imminent War
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
"Senior... Are you here to get online...?!"
Do I look like someone who is here to get online!!??
The First Elder stared at Elder Sewell and the other elves as he said, "What are you doing here?!"
"Playing online," Elder Sewell said uneasily, "It means using the mystical realms in the shop..."
"What's so special about the mystical realms in this shop?" another elf elder said with a snort, "They are all humans' mystical realms. Are they any different?"
"This mystical realm... is different," Elder Sewell explained.
"How is it different? I've experienced all kinds of mystical realms. What new tricks can it have?!"
"This... is really different..." Sala said uneasily, "You'll know the difference if you try it..."
"Really?" The First Elder looked at these elves suspiciously. Although he had heard about the theory of treason, he knew that it was just an accusation coming from some industries which were negatively affected by this shop.
However, he wondered what magic power these weird mystical realms had and why the elves came to cultivate in the mystical realm shop named Origins Internet Club everyday.
This was what he wanted to find out.
"Humph! Then, I'll try it. Tell me how to use this mystical realm." The silver-haired and silver-bearded elder pointed at the computer before him and said.
– Three hours later –
A shout rose in the shop, "I'm dead! Ah!"
Surrounded by a group of elves, an old elf exited from the mystical realm ashen-faced. "Hiss... this one is indeed different."
"..." His whole face had turned dark.
...
– Three days later –
"First Elder, do you want to play World of Warcraft? This is fun!"
"First Elder, do you want to try the Legend of Sword and Fairy?! The scenery is superb!"
"First Elder, you might want to try Assassin's Creed..."
Surrounded by a group of elves, the old elf felt dizzy. "You claim that this is fun and that is classic. Which one should I play then!?"
...
– One week later –
The knights of the Golden Griffin Knight Legion finally returned from their raid with the painting which portrayed the happy family of three.
Then, these people continued the quests that followed.
Among all paladin players in World of Warcraft, this reclusive old paladin was a great hero and one of the paladins from the legends. But in this story, he was only an ordinary father. On the one hand, he lived a reclusive life so that his son wouldn't be burdened with his father who was accused of treason. On the other hand, he silently directed his son to advance on the right path. The story showed an old man's love for his family.
At the end of the quest, this old man still couldn't save his son. This old paladin whose Holy Light was stripped from him had to watch his son die among the Scarlet Crusade.
The reminiscent words of the young paladin as he lay in blood still resonated in the ears of the paladin players. "I always dreamed that my father stood proudly beside me and watched me join the Order of Knights. We fought with swarms of Scourge Legion and brought glory to the Alliance and Lordaeron..."
Something in the players' hearts seemed to be stirred, and they gained a deeper understanding of Holy Light and glory.
This story began to spread to other players of World of Warcraft.
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As their explorations went on, the players left footprints in Stratholme, Blackrock Depth, and Zul'Gurub...
The players yelled all through the night when they did the first raid of Molten Core, and they wrote the legendary chapter of slaying dragons in Blackwing Lair. Later, both Alliance and Horde players worked together and opened the Gates of Ahn'Qiraj...
Only one team passed the Naxxramas graveyard.
Now, one and a half years had passed since World of Warcraft was released...
Meanwhile, Dungeon Fighter Online was updated to the version with a maximum level of 70, and the players began to venture from Arad Continent to Empryean.
Of course, the most important thing was that many players had made many new friends in the past one and a half years.
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Under the influence of the Judgement Godly Palace, every major mages' forum kept trashing the Blizzard Workshop with passion, and some nations even banned games such as World of Warcraft. But still, there were new players entering the games. Meanwhile, since the Orc Kingdom wasn't influenced by these hate comments and regulations, even though it was far away, the number of orc players rivaled that of human players from the nearby nations.
The Orc Kingdom had a architectural style totally different from that of the human nations. Their buildings looked coarser and full of strength.
The semi-tribe-like cities looked very special, and the city streets were just as prosperous as those human cities.
Rheinster was a powerful level 8 orc warrior. As an orc from the Lion Clan, he had a strong lion-man's face, a giant body, and a straightforward personality.
He was a veteran player of World of Warcraft. He still remembered how Mr. Fang reprimanded him when he yelled too loudly while watching Rise of the Horde. It felt as if it had just happened yesterday.
As a veteran player in the shop, Rheinster had started using the communication jade which was said to be imported from the 'East Continent'. While walking with other orcs on the street with this communication jade in hand, he always looked proud when he saw the passersby's envious glances.
Right now, his communication jade showed a group chat in QQ named [Independent People's Inn Guild Communication Group]. Since QQ had a translation function, these people could talk to each other without problems.
Ye Xiaoye of the Cloud Ocean Faction said, [Today, we will raid Naxxramas! Get there on time, guys!]
[Got it!]
[Got it!]
[Do you know that in our orc kingdom, playing World of Warcraft is a great honor!] It came from a player with the ID 'Second Group's Main Tank Rheinster'.
[I'm envious of you, Uncle Rheinster,] a mage with the ID 'Lily' said.
[Here is the latest news! The Burning Crusade – World of Warcraft max level 70! I just got it!] A cultivator with the ID 'Bailang' posted a short video in the group.
Obviously, he was a veteran player from the old shop.
[New version? Are we going on raids again?]
[Yeah.] Ye Xiaoye said, [The first group is arranged. Uncle Rheinster, please lead the second group.]
[Ok!] He posted an 'Ok' emoji.
"Hahaha! It feels so good to be with these young people! I feel energetic all the time!" Walking on the street in the Orc Kingdom, Rheinster laughed and said to his companions.
At this moment, the ground shook violently.
The land quaked as dark clouds covered the sky!
A black light shot across the air as if it was tearing open the sky.
Countless black birds filled the sky like sun-blocking dark clouds.
In the distant horizon, pitch-black waves swallowed the land and sky like a tsunami.
Also, people seemed to vaguely see meteorites falling to the ground.
Another huge noise sounded.
A communication jade dropped to the ground, still showing the virtual images of the Burning Crusade in which Illidan spread his demon wings and roared before falling into the depths of the abyss that appeared as the ground cracked.