31: Chapter 31: Yang's relief, the brotherly love-hate relationship.

The verbal abuse from both sides quickly caused the server system to crash entirely, forcing the officials to finally step in and issue an announcement: Malicious spamming and intentional disruption of the gaming environment are prohibited in the game.

Yang Gao breathed a sigh of relief: "Phew, that's good. At least I won't suffer any losses this way."

He simply started working on the second phase of the "Siege of Vraks". Halfway through, he suddenly thought of something: "System, since you are recruiting soldiers for the Emperor, why do I need to create the dungeons myself?"

Ding! "The dungeons created by the host can generally be understood as projections. The system's energy is extremely precious and cannot be projected directly. I have to settle for the next best thing and have the host create a medium so the system can project through it, achieving the goal of recruiting for the Emperor. The players' projections will be synchronized in the war universe, becoming a part of this universe."

"Then, System, I have a question. Will one campaign be connected to another?"

Ding! "Yes, host."

"What if the two time periods are different?"

Ding! "Host, everything in the world has its regulation; nothing is an exception, and nothing can escape it."

"Then, was my transmigration orchestrated by you?"

Ding! "This system has no comment."

The more Yang Gao thought about it, the more suspicious he felt: "Damn it, did the system collude with that weasel? Sending me to this world and making me work overtime just because my name contains the character 'Gao'?"

"I've bought the food. See if there's anything you like?"

Han Xiaoxiao said while panting, carrying several boxed meals, her chest heaving violently. Yang Gao felt his nose heat up involuntarily as he watched. He touched it—ha, guess what? He was having a nosebleed.

"What's wrong with you? Are you hurt?" Han Xiaoxiao asked with a worried look.

Yang Gao tried to stay calm and wiped away the nosebleed: "No... it's nothing."

"Really?"

"Really, truer than real gold and silver."

"Let's not talk about that for now. You must be hungry, right? Here, have a boxed meal."

The two were silent while eating.

"Um, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have dragged you into this that night."

"Oh, it's fine. Didn't you try hard to make up for it?" Yang Gao smiled and comforted her.

Fortunately, this is a parallel world. If it were his original world, he might have been accused of wrongdoing and ended up losing both his money and his reputation. Although he now has the strength of "not eating beef"—after all, psychic power is nothing to joke about—he wasn't sure if the Emperor's 0.0001 psychic power acts on the physical body or on the psychic power itself.

On the other side.

"Old Li, your mouth is usually as sweet as honey, so why are you being such a coward now against that bunch of losers smearing our Warhammer?"

"Do you think I want to be a coward? Damn it, the system crashed first! There are too many sensitive words in the system!"

"Ugh, don't give me that useless talk. If you can't do it, you can't. Don't make so many excuses for yourself."

"Oh, do you dare to log on and spar?"

"Bring it on, who's afraid of you?"

In the livestream room.

"Brothers, I'm new here. Are these two streamers frenemies?"

"Brother, you'll get used to it."

"Sigh, you'll get used to it. Old brothers are just like this. You'll understand later; they are just incredibly toxic to each other."

"Brothers, you don't get it, do you? This is called a love-hate relationship. My brother keeps me close to his heart, while I kick him into a ditch."