Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

Chapter 1181



Chapter 1181: Chapter 1075: Sir, Do You Have the Gate Keys?_1 Chapter 1181: Chapter 1075: Sir, Do You Have the Gate Keys?_1 “Shush——”

Ivan lifted his index finger to his lips, but instead of making a sound, he typed the word into the squad channel.

This was a lesson learned in blood and tears from picking up branches and leaves from afternoon till dawn.

He couldn’t remember how many times a tiny, negligible noise had led to his whole team being wiped out.

He wasn’t afraid of death, and neither were his seven teammates.

But after death, they had to approach this forest with the caution of a mine sweeper for several kilometers, which was too tormenting!

Ivan’s teammates had changed too many times.

But as the host and the anchor, he couldn’t afford to shuffle around and direct others to work while so many viewers were watching.

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Thus, he bit the bullet and kept on going.

Apart from a brief rest during the middle of the day and a spree in Battlefield, he managed to hold on.

And now, a weary Ivan Ivanov, about to be kicked off by the anti-addiction system, finally saw a beacon of hope.

He picked up the telescope gingerly and looked far away with great caution.

This time, he finally had a clear view of that mysterious alien creature——

Bulky and muscular in stature, its body was covered in a thick layer of black horny armor.

Similarly to humans, this creature also had four limbs, but they were slender and frightening unlike human’s, Ivan couldn’t spot any fingers.

What was supposed to be its hands looked like blades from afar, appearing incredibly lethal.

What was strangest though was the face of this mysterious creature.

Ivan couldn’t see a face at all – it seemed like this creature had no facial features, just terrifying scars all over its face.

‘This is definitely not a creature from Earth!

It must be the alien that attacked the Space Elevator and landed on Earth!’

Ivan was truly excited.

He felt that his efforts from morning till night finally paid off, so he made no hasty moves but proudly looked towards his live streaming room.

At this point, the audience must be surprised and complimenting him, right?

Unfortunately, all the comments in the live streaming room were question marks:

“What’s this?

Did the stream freeze?”

“Is the host’s stream lagging?

All I can see is pixelation.”

“It doesn’t look like a pixelation, it feels more like electromagnetic interference.

Does the creature have a strong radioactive source?”

“Alien tech?”

Everyone was anxious.

After Ivan had picked up branches for so long, although the audience hadn’t watched since the beginning, their anticipation had been brewing.

And now they have finally succeeded but they couldn’t see it?

Who could stand that?

Ivan couldn’t stand it either!

His desire to hunt formidable prey is real, but this desire isn’t strong enough to make him stream for so long, just picking up branches and leaves.

The goal of “being the first worldwide to reveal alien life” indeed gave him great motivation.

But now, only he could see it?

His viewers couldn’t see it?

Absurd!

“Can you guys see it?” Ivan asked in the squad channel.

“Yeah, it bloody terrifying, obviously a killing machine at first glance.”

“That layer on its body surface, is it a biological armor?

I think my firepower might be a bit lacking.”

“Try some armor-penetrating bullets!”

His teammates replied with messages in succession.

It’s clear that everyone on the scene could see the alien creature clearly.

Now that will be difficult…

If he leaves the viewers hanging for so long, building their anticipation so high, and they only get to see him shoot at pixelations in the end, he will surely get backlash from this attention.

No way!

“Wait a moment.”

Ivan halted his teammate who was about to fire his hunting gun, engaging his brain to think of solutions.

But he was never the type to think on his feet, and after being busy for so long, his brain was a bit sluggish too, so he couldn’t come up with any ideas.

In the end, he could only seek help from the audience in his live streaming room.

And the players would never disappoint:

“Can’t you just describe it?”

“Get someone who can draw to go there and sketch it out directly!”

“Go kidnap Lincoln from Daxia!”

A bunch of reliable and unreliable comments was thrown out, some even sent highlighted messages to ensure he saw:

[Take the viewers to see it directly!

You can even charge an entrance fee, 10 rubles per person.

You’ll be rolling in money!]

Ivan saw this conspicuous message and froze on the spot.

Treating the alien creature like an animal in a zoo was somewhat outrageous.

And if he really did that, he might as well stop everything else he was doing and just focus on running a zoo.

Ivan: “Let’s do all of it.”

“Wait till we try to kill this creature first, then find someone to draw it.

Last but not least, if anyone wants to see it in person, you all can join any group randomly before I get kicked offline.”

Finally, Ivan lifted the strongest weapon in “Hunter: Call of the Wilderness”, and together with his eager teammates, they picked their angles and fired simultaneously after a three-second countdown.

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

In the bright flash of gunfire, bullets spun out of the barrel.

The alien creature, in the split second when the guns sounded, became a blur, heading straight towards them!

“Did we hit it?”

“We hit it, but it’s no good, we can’t penetrate the armor!”

“Aah!”

“Shit!!”

After they started shooting, everyone stopped communicating through text and started shouting instead.

But whoever made a sound would be targeted by the monster and would be quickly killed.

Concentrating fully, Ivan barely had time to fire three more shots before they were wiped out.

He even saw sparks splatter on the monster’s body, indicating that the weapon in his hand was not strong enough to penetrate the monster’s defenses.

Looking at the last 10-minute countdown, he couldn’t help but sigh and started to carry out the operations suggested by the live-streamer community.

“We need someone who can draw.”

“Then, let’s randomly pull someone in to observe the alien creature.”

Ivan was quite disheartened.

But he really didn’t need to be.

Although he didn’t let everyone see what the alien creature looked like, he at least proved one thing: an alien truly landed in the virtual world.

The final battle in “Gravity” was not just a simple live stream.

Considering Cloud Dream’s past practices, it almost certainly was a preliminary promotion for the next game, unraveling one of the key mysteries in the “Gravity” game.

This had already made him the most dazzling gamer of the day.

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Compared to this, Yi was not doing so well.

He didn’t look into how to emulate Shuihua and achieve the ultimate challenge.

Instead, he returned to the Space Dance Hall.

He had to avenge his previous defeat!

Plus, he suspected the Space Dance Hall was situated within the giant space station erected by Cloud Dream.

If he could open this door, he would be the first to set foot on the space station, ahead of everyone.

– At this point, the “Gravity” players’ conventional decryption route has developed to an extent that common people wouldn’t be able to comprehend at all.

But it’s not the players’ fault.

This matter was way too far-fetched!

When Qian Xuesen gave his students a test question; to work out the power equation for a rocket launched from Earth, flown around the sun, and back to Earth, nobody could figure it out in the whole day.

Two even fainted on the spot from the pressure.

This shows how high the threshold for space orbit calculation is.

– Even so, some players have started to fly with the calculations provided by the experts.

They still had to wait for the results.

But Yi had no intentions of dipping his toe into such an outrageous field.

His choice was to go take revenge on the robot bartender with the No.

20 player, and to make use of his skull while at it!

The problem was, Space Dance Hall was a weapon-free zone.

They did not have the martial arts found in “Chang’an”.

Even with 20 players against 1, they were still beaten to a pulp by the robot bartender.

Yi’s face, which had just recovered after one night, was battered and bruised again.

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But he was determined, and showed no signs of giving up.

Instead, he changed his approach from focusing on “quantity” to “quality” and started looking for a martial arts expert.

Red Dust, a well-known figure, was then brought in.

Fascinated by the intriguing setup of a “Kung Fu Robot Bartender”, Red Dust, equipped with alloy wrist guards, shin guards and a heart guard, arrived at the Space Dance Hall.

He also received a sturdy alloy “crutch” from an old man he met in the Chang’an City temple and confidently approached the bartender.

The surrounding players cheered him on, raising their glasses to him and encouraging him with their cheers.

Two minutes later, Red Dust was pinned down by the bartender, hurting all over.

He put up a good fight, but the problem was—he was not as sturdy as a robot.

The crowd mercifully helped him up, then proceeded to mobilize more people.

“It’s just a robot, can it really turn the world on its head?”

Yi was adamant about not accepting defeat, and so were the others.

Thomas, Lincoln’s number one fan, happened to be dancing here with Mo Niang.

After seeing this, he thought for a moment, then stepped out of the crowd and approached the slightly dented robot bartender.

Everyone thought he was there for a drink and didn’t think much of it.

But then, they overheard the conversation between the two:

“Sir, do you have the key to the door?” Thomas politely asked.

“Yes,” nodded the bartender.

“???” Everyone around instantly turned to look at them, stunned.

“Can I borrow it?” Thomas asked again.

“Yes,” answered the bartender.

“Ah?!” Everyone was completely bewildered.

Is it really that simple?

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