197: Chapter 197 Player-made Support Signs, Full of Style

On the night before the general offensive, no one at the entrance of Black Wind Valley could sleep.

The lights at the supply points were still on, the blacksmith shops were still clanging away, and the queues outside the Dragon Crystal Training Grounds hadn't diminished.

But the liveliest place wasn't any of those.

It was the open space in the center of the Vanguard Army camp.

A group of life-profession players had brought out wooden boards, animal hides, dyes, and vines, working hard around the campfire.

"Write the characters bigger!"

"The banners need to be long! They'll only look prestigious if we hold them up during tomorrow's charge!"

"Who has red dye? The four characters for 'Qing Yan Must Die' must be blood-red!"

"I have some here!"

Slap!

A wooden sign was slammed onto the ground.

A line of large, crooked characters was written on it.

[Big Boss Lin Zhe is the GOAT!]

Someone nearby immediately showed disdain: "Your handwriting is too ugly; taking that out will embarrass our Vanguard Army."

"What do you know? This is called the 'Hot-Blooded Handwritten Version'!"

"Get lost, let me do the outlining."

Soon, one support sign after another was erected.

[The Lin Family Army Will Prevail!]

[Big Boss Lin Zhe is Invincible!]

[Qing Yan Must Die!]

[Follow the Lin Family, get so many Dragon Crystals your hands go soft!]

[Go hard in the general offensive!]

Some people even made specialized banners.

A dozen or so players held a twenty-meter-long red cloth, using brushes dipped in gold powder to write on it.

"Don't let the characters get crooked! This is the main banner!"

"Holy crap, you wrote 'Victory' as 'Kidney'!"

"Stop arguing, hurry up and fix it!"

The camp erupted in laughter.

On another side, a few dexterous players were even more outrageous.

Using wood chips and dyes, they had created chibi-style standees of Lin Zhe and Ao Ningshuang.

Lin Zhe's standee wore ordinary NPC cloth clothes with an expressionless face, and four characters were written beside it.

[Calm and Invincible]

Ao Ningshuang's standee was a miniature Dragon Emperor, with her silver hair, dragon horns, and dark-gold battle skirt all depicted, holding a mini dragon blood sword in her hand.

Below it was written:

[Dragon Emperor Holding the Fort]

As soon as the standees were placed at the camp entrance, a group of players crowded around to take photos.

"Hahahaha, Big Boss Lin Zhe is way too cute!"

"Her Majesty the Dragon Emperor's chibi version is so cool!"

"Tomorrow, let's put these two on the front lines as mascots!"

"Whoever dares touch the standees, I'll have a bone to pick with them!"

The news quickly spread to the world channel.

Once the screenshots were posted, the entire server went wild with laughter.

"Is the Vanguard Army going for a general offensive or to a concert?"

"They even made support signs, the prestige is through the roof!"

"With Big Boss Lin Zhe's popularity, even top-tier guild teams would have to kneel."

"I didn't go to the front lines; can I make a remote support sign in Luofeng Village?"

Luofeng Village wasn't idle either.

Quite a few players really followed suit.

Banners were hung at the entrance of the Public Warehouse, the Elf Secret Realm entrance, and outside the trading area.

[Wishing the Dragon Domain a Grand Victory in the General Offensive!]

[Lord Lin Chen gives out benefits, Big Boss Lin Zhe wins the battle!]

Lin Chen sat on a dirt mound, looking at the screenshots of the support signs on the world channel. His small face was tense, but the corners of his mouth clearly twitched upward.

Lin Yueyao held Xiao Jin, smiling as she looked at the chibi Lin Zhe standee.

"Brother, Daddy has become small."

Xiao Jin also let out a milky "Awoo," as if in agreement.

Lin Chen, with a Spirit Honey Cake in his mouth, said in a childish voice, "It's okay."

"Tell them to hold them up neatly tomorrow."

At a high point in Wanlong City.

Qing Yu handed the image of the players' self-made support signs to Lin Zhe.

Lin Zhe glanced at it, his expression remaining calm.

In the image, players were holding up wooden signs, with his chibi standee placed nearby.

Ao Ningshuang also saw her own standee.

Her silver eyes paused slightly, and a rare look of oddity appeared on her cold, elegant face.

"They... even made this?"

Qing Yu suppressed a smile: "The players say these are the mascots for the general offensive."

Ao Ningshuang was silent for two breaths before saying coldly, "The likeness is decent."

Lin Zhe said indifferently, "As long as they're happy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a system notification rang softly in Lin Zhe's mind.

[Ding! The player group's support for the host continues to rise!]

[Ding! The popularity of the Dragon Domain general offensive has increased!]

Lin Zhe's gaze shifted slightly.

The players' spontaneous support wasn't an official arrangement, nor was it a task reward.

This showed that they truly viewed the Lin family as their backbone now.

The night passed.

Just as dawn broke.

The horn sounded at the entrance of Black Wind Valley.

The million-strong Vanguard Army lined up.

But today's formation was even more exaggerated than yesterday's.

The players in the front row held their support signs high.

A dozen or so giant banners in the middle unfurled in the wind.

[Big Boss Lin Zhe is the GOAT!]

[The Lin Family Army Will Prevail!]

[Qing Yan Must Die!]

[Go hard in the general offensive!]

The rows of players holding signs were frighteningly synchronized.

Warriors held shields with signs stuck beside them.

Archers carried arrows on their backs while holding small flags.

The mage corps was even more over-the-top, directly using magical light to condense a sentence in mid-air.

[Big Boss Lin Zhe, lead us to get Dragon Crystals!]

As soon as the live stream cut to this scene, the official stream exploded instantly.

The number of online viewers skyrocketed.

One hundred million.

Two hundred million.

Three hundred million.

Five hundred million!

[Current Live Stream Viewers: 500,000,000+]

Gift effects were spamming like crazy.

Dragon Crystal Rockets, Rebellion-Quelling War Drums, Lin Family Army Flags, and Dragon Domain Fireworks layered over each other, completely covering the screen.

The bullet chat was densely packed.

"Prestige! Now this is what you call prestige!"

"The most hype moment since the server opened!"

"What do top-tier guild teams even count for? Look at our Lin Family Army!"

"Charge, Big Boss Lin Zhe!"

In the official back-end, alarms were ringing frantically.

The technician's face turned pale: "President Zhou! The live stream server is lagging!"

Zhou Ming had just picked up his water cup; his hand shook, and he almost spilled it.

"Expand the capacity!"

"We've already expanded it twice, and it's still lagging!"

"Then keep opening more!"

"Add five more servers!"

Boom, boom, boom!

Five temporary live stream servers were urgently merged in.

The lagging image finally stabilized.

The official commentator's voice was trembling as he looked at the overwhelming field of support signs on the screen.

"Players, what we are seeing now is the largest-scale, most popular, and most participated-in server-wide event since the launch of 'miracle'!"

"The Dragon Domain general offensive is about to begin!"

"The Lin Family Army support formation, spontaneously formed by players, has already begun advancing with the main force!"

"This scene is destined to be recorded in the history of 'miracle'!"

At the entrance of Black Wind Valley.

A million players held their support signs, pressing forward alongside the Dragon Race elites and the Human Empire army.

Lin Zhe stood at a high point, his ordinary cloth clothes fluttering in the wind.

Below, the sound waves were like a tide.

"Big Boss Lin Zhe is invincible!"

"The Lin Family Army will prevail!"

"Qing Yan must die!"

Ao Ningshuang gripped the dragon blood sword, her silver eyes looking toward the Black Wind Valley ahead.

Qing Yu stood behind Lin Zhe and said in a low voice, "Sir, the live stream viewership has surpassed five hundred million."

Lin Zhe nodded indifferently.

"Let them keep up."

In the next second, the massive army continued to advance.

Support signs stood like a forest, and banners snapped in the wind.

The dark aura within Black Wind Valley was being continuously suppressed by this mountain-shaking, ocean-toppling wave of sound.