My Players Are So Fierce

15 minutes before the countdown for new players to join, a young man who had just picked up a package from his workplace’s reception was making a phone call to his family while holding the box.

The scene wasn’t strange, but what he said on the phone was somewhat odd.

“Mom, don’t worry, I’ve confirmed that dad really isn’t having an affair, and he’s not doing anything sketchy.

Really!

He’s just playing a game, that helmet he wears lying in bed every night – yes, it’s not some ‘massage device’, and this isn’t a scam, don’t worry. I’ll be able to join him in the same game soon.

I promise I’ll talk some sense into dad!

I guarantee!

But you have to promise me that when he wants to go fishing and such in the future, you won’t stop him, he’s under enough pressure already.”

After much persuading to calm his anxious mother on the other end, he sneakily returned to his office. Seeing time was almost up, he quickly opened the package and leaned back in his chair to find a comfortable position, then put that “unbranded” black helmet on his head.

Countdown will begin!

Please take a deep breath, prepare yourself to enter a completely realistic game and ensure you can fulfill your duties as a ‘tester’.】

A note popped up on the VR-like interface of the black motorcycle helmet-like gaming hardware, making the young man who had just received the helmet blink.

He had already locked his office door to ensure he wouldn’t be disturbed. Given that he had already become the logistics engineer at the vehicle R&D center where he worked at such a young age and had great prospects in the company, no annoying superior would come to “put pressure” on him with only 30 minutes left before getting off work.

His game ID was “Vomit Sauce”.

Well.

This ID felt a bit weird for his gender, but he had entered it casually at the time, who knew his application would be approved on the first try? He even thought this game was just a non-existent joke back then!

If he had another chance to choose, he definitely wouldn’t use this name to start his life in the game.

“Could it really be because of dad’s influence?”

Vomit Sauce grumbled internally.

His busy lifestyle and diligent personality developed since childhood meant he rarely wasted time on recreational things like games. If it weren’t for his parents’ recent “family conflict” over this stupid helmet, he wouldn’t have broken his own rules to get involved.

However, he didn’t believe his father, who had been self-disciplined for most of his life, would become addicted because of a game. He felt this argument stemmed more from the old couple losing the novelty in their relationship after living together for most of their lives, causing them to become irritated with each other.

“Dad, please don’t cause trouble for me. Although I’ve lurked in the forums long enough to confirm this game really exists, don’t get yourself caught up in some weird pyramid scheme.”

Vomit Sauce watched the countdown in front of him tick down to zero while grumbling internally.

Then light filled his vision, like seamlessly transitioning into a gentle light filling his retina, he saw dim nebulae across the sky and a strange planet rapidly approaching. But before he could look carefully, a sensation of weightlessness came over his spiritual level. ṝÂＮốᛒΕ𝘚

Like a falling star entering the ground, his consciousness found a second home in the shell woven by the dancing spirit energy lines in the game. After one sharp breath, Vomit Sauce opened his eyes.

What greeted his sight was a very dark-styled dome and weathered carvings on the walls along with strange mythological story-like murals.

His pupils constricted at this moment.

Damn!

So this is 100% reality?

It felt exactly like transmigrating to another world, he could clearly feel his hands, feet and limbs as well as all five senses, causing him to instinctively sit up from the cold stone platform.

He panted, trying to steady his breathing and calm his mind.

Then looking down at his constantly moving fingers and hands, he clearly saw that faint scar on his palm, which he got from an accident when he first started working two years ago.

They could even copy such details?

With an engineer’s mindset, Vomit Sauce immediately began pondering how this unscientific thing worked, naturally to no avail.

“By the Holy Light!”

Just as Vomit Sauce was shocked internally, a strange shout made him turn his head, only to see a bald burly man jumping up and down on the spot before kneeling on one knee like a priest or pastor with his hands raised to the sky.

He shouted excitedly:

“You’ve really manifested! We’ve come to another world, a place of trials prepared by Your will for the Torrent Knights!”

Vomit Sauce was shocked.

He felt something seemed wrong – brother, are you sure you’re really a player and not a civilian from another world? You’re way too into it!

And why are you preaching in Chinese?

With that heavy accent, your Holy Light would probably cry if it heard you.

“Damn, Uncle Fording’s symptoms are getting worse. I heard he got himself a set of knight armor and keeps it at home, wearing it out for walks randomly, even fighting with his wife because of it?”

“Right? We’re just RPing, but he’s really gone crazy with it.”

The quiet complaints from two little players nearby made Vomit Sauce blink. He went over and asked:

“Are you guys together? What’s wrong with this guy? Does he really believe in this stuff in real life?”

“Uh, Uncle Fording is a firm materialist, he’s just… uh, how should I explain this to you?”

A handsome guy with long hair scratched his head, and after a few seconds of hesitation still couldn’t find the right words to describe his companion, so he could only shrug and tell Vomit Sauce concisely:

“He’s just a drama queen!”

“Uh, that explanation is unexpectedly casual yet unexpectedly convincing.”

Vomit Sauce laughed and extended his hand, saying:

“Hi brother, I’m Vomit Sauce.”

“Oh hi, I’m Legendary Hero.”

The two young men of similar age shook hands. By now all 140 people from this batch entering the game had logged in and were moving around in the midnight chamber. Legendary Hero looked around and proudly told Vomit Sauce:

“Both of our Torrent Knights’ advance teams with 80 people have arrived. Brother, are you solo? Want to join us? Though you’ll need to give yourself a ‘nickname’, since ‘Vomit Sauce’ really doesn’t sound like something a Holy Light believer would use as a nickname.

It really breaks the immersion.”

“Uh, never mind, I’m actually here looking for someone. Gaming is secondary.”

Vomit Sauce laughed and politely declined the hero’s invitation.

He was anxious to find his father now. After witnessing firsthand the 100% reality this bizarre game claimed, Vomit Sauce roughly understood why his father would be so addicted.

Looking at this situation, what man wouldn’t be fascinated?

“This place has too much yin energy, I think we shouldn’t stay too long.”

Vomit Sauce walked forward, but after just a few steps he heard a superstitious guy nearby telling another tall man:

“I just took a quick look at the feng shui, this ghostly place is the most inauspicious of the inauspicious. Anyone who buries a coffin here is bound to have problems!”

“Did you really need to say that? We’re in a nest of ‘evil spirits’ right now.”

The tall man sneered and said:@@novelbin@@

“Still talking about burying coffins? This is where a group of vampires live, maybe they just like the feng shui of such extremely inauspicious places! Look! Those four girls over there are so pretty, they seem to be a team!”

“Girls? Where are the girls?”

The last short chubby man in this group of three suddenly poked his head out, looking in the direction the tall guy was pointing. Indeed, the 4 girls among this batch of 140 people had already attracted many people’s attention.

With varying heights and builds aside, these four girls gathered together all had quite a cold, serious yet heavy and helpless aura.

It was as if others came to play the game, while they came to “work”.

Vomit Sauce could confirm this point, because he had the same aura when dragging his tired body to work every Monday.

“Ahem, my warriors!” Just as the new players were whispering or looking for their teams, a spirit ritual that had been set up earlier was suddenly activated.

As the deep voice echoed, crimson mist dispersed, and with dramatic Blood Wings flapping, Lord Murphy and Grand Duchess Tris appeared as “vampire lovers” before the new players for the first time as “main quest NPCs”.

The old players waiting around the midnight chamber had grown calluses in their ears from hearing Lord Murphy’s “entrance speech”.

It was all just for Transia blah blah blah, for the Crimson Citadel blah blah blah, for the Blood Vulture Clan blah blah blah, but this was the new players’ first time seeing such a handsome vampire as Lord Murphy, so they listened very attentively.

After finishing the pleasantries and self-introductions, Murphy suddenly changed his tone. Under the gaze of 140 new players and some old players, he said solemnly:

“Thanks to the assistance of warriors from another world, Transia has defeated the gnoll plague on this land. This is a great victory. However, as heroes who answered the call, your warrior’s journey is not just in the realm of killing and conquest. I believe you should take on more important responsibilities.

Construction!

An undertaking that brings as much sense of achievement as destruction, it represents order and future, bringing light and prosperity. It shall be accomplished hand in hand by all survivors on this land!”

“Ding!”

Under the surprised gazes of all the old players, a new quest was triggered on their Computation Beads. The new players didn’t have Computation Beads so they didn’t understand the old players’ excitement, they were newbies who didn’t know what the update of a “main quest” represented.

Honorary Knight Typal, who was preparing to “pick up his bride” at this moment, looked down at the floating text on the Computation Bead. Due to Administrator Alpha’s previous reminder, he read very carefully this time:

【Main Quest Chapter 1 “Dawn of Transia” Phase 3 ‘100-Day Grand Construction Campaign’ has been updated!

Quest Content: With the rich spoils of war obtained by Lord Murphy’s warriors’ strikes everywhere, the gnoll threat that plagued Transia has been eliminated. The submission of the Countess of Seicob and the winged cavalry has finally allowed Lord Murphy’s reputation to spread across the land of Transia.

This is an undeniable great victory!

However, hidden beneath the victory are risks that cannot be ignored. The Crimson Citadel’s rule currently remains superficial. There are still many refugees troubled by the aftermath of war waiting to be gathered, and there are still villages far from governance that do not know Lord Murphy’s name.

Rule that cannot penetrate deeply is like duckweed without roots, and this is a situation that Murphy and his followers cannot tolerate.

More importantly, as autumn deepens, winter is coming to Transia. If these poor souls cannot be brought under protection before snow covers the land, what the lord will lose is not just manpower, but also the prestige he has painstakingly established.

Therefore, after the gnoll disaster ended, Lord Murphy and his regents decided to launch a large-scale territory construction campaign over the next three months!

The focus of all Transia will shift from combat to the restoration of order, which undoubtedly requires the wisdom of warriors to participate.

Quest Objective:

Basic Goals:

Through completing various tasks issued by NPCs, using methods such as recruiting refugees, developing commerce, accepting prisoners, building settlements, collecting resources, etc., make Transia’s registered population exceed 200,000 in the next three months, and complete the initial construction of no less than 15 settlements and the Crimson Citadel urban circle.

Advanced Goals:

1. No less than 10 player-led functional guilds, with NPCs accounting for no less than 30% of guild members.

2. Raise Crimson Citadel’s prosperity level to ‘Stable’.

3. Successfully put Transia First National Armament Factory into production with independent military industrial production capacity.

4. Kadman People’s Army members exceed 4,000 with certain organizational level.

5. Restore Seicob Winged Cavalry’s establishment to over 1,000 personnel.

6. Number of testers passing the Black Iron Trial exceeds 800.

Quest Reward:

1. Regardless of whether basic goals are completed, the main quest will automatically update to Chapter 2 after the 100-day construction campaign ends. However, if basic goals are completed, the player group will enjoy preferential logistics treatment at the start of Chapter 2.

2. For each additional advanced goal completed, players will enjoy one more “permanent buff” in Transia territory when Chapter 2 begins.

3. If all advanced goals are completed, it represents the completion of functional testing of the game. The “closed beta” phase will end early and enter “internal testing” phase.

Time Limit: 100 days.

Note!

1. During the ‘100-Day Construction’ campaign, testers’ daily game time increases by 2 hours.

2. As this storyline progresses, new feature ‘Player Stronghold’ will unlock. When stronghold function unlocks, management rights of different strongholds will be granted to player guilds that perform best in this campaign according to their functions.

Developer Note!

Managing stronghold construction is a very complex and tedious process that will consume lots of player energy and game time, and cannot be completed alone. Therefore, the development team does not recommend non-administrative players to challenge this gameplay feature.

Developer Note!

The stronghold feature is test gameplay by the development team to expand “game freedom”. Many strongholds will open in later game progress, so player groups that don’t get management rights need not be anxious.】

Meow King: 【??? The dev team thinks this ghost game’s freedom isn’t enough? They’re even frantically increasing their own workload? Hey, you guys are getting more and more stubborn in places you shouldn’t be working hard on!

Also I think our ‘Big Bird Spin Spin Spin Team’ can definitely shoulder running a stronghold!】

Lumina Yanghen: 【facepalm Brother Meow don’t you think you already lost when you said your team name? If I were the dev team, I definitely wouldn’t choose you guys either. You’re utterly defeated just by the name!

This is Medieval Online not 2077 with all those monsters and spirits.】

Precipitation Niuniu Is Not Afraid of Difficulties: 【Well said! Not to mention anything else, even if they really gave you a player territory, Brother Meow, do you think those few people in your team can handle all those regulations?】

Meow King: 【I can learn! And I think I can learn it!】

Onboard Joy Stick: 【Learn my ass, you’d cry for help just drafting a contract, what big talk are you making? Let me tell you guys secretly, Brother Alpha contacted me earlier, insider info says one of the two strongholds opening later is a military stronghold.

Hehehe, who else but me among our current player base?

Remember to call me ‘General Joy’ when you see me in the future, understand?】

Meow King: 【Got it, General Stick. When you become a great military commander give me a colonel position, dog kowtowing, woof woof together!】

Onboard Joy Stick: 【Get lost! You illiterate are such bad luck. Tch, don’t forget what we agreed on earlier, let’s go participate in the winged cavalry training first, see you at the ruins of Seicob City.】

Meow King: 【Yeah yeah, we’ll talk then.】

For a moment the old players were all cheering over the triggering of the new quest. Their obvious joy made the new players look confused, but needless to say, everyone had spent time on the forums, so they naturally knew this must mean new quests had been triggered.

Hey, major storyline right after entering the game?

These developers are pretty nice.

Vomit Sauce thought so, but he didn’t forget his main task and began searching through the crowd.

Whether doing quests or enjoying fun, he had to first find his dad who was hopelessly addicted to the game. If he couldn’t find him, this family conflict would escalate.

Just as Vomit Sauce was looking around in the crowd, Bulldozer Man Charging who was strolling past outside the crowd suddenly froze, then nimbly ducked back, looking with uncertainty at Vomit Sauce’s cultured and intensely curious face in the crowd. After confirming, Brother Bulldozer immediately messaged Half Off With Full Coverage who was still casting lines with his “mysterious fishing buddy”:

“F**k! What time is it and you’re still fishing for your damn fish, come back quickly! Your son has come looking for you all the way into the game!”

“Who? Who did you say? Say that again! Who came looking?”