198: Chapter 199 Five Hundred Thousand Natural Disasters Descend

[ Congratulations! You have successfully obtained game eligibility! The game helmet will be delivered within 24 hours! ]

Du Duan Wangu clenched his fists tightly, so excited that he roared at the sky!

He immediately opened the official forum for Warhammer and posted his first bragging post after obtaining eligibility in the pinned section!

[ Finally got the eligibility! Joining the group to scatter gold coins! Everyone gets a share! — — Poster: I, Du Duan Wangu ]

However.

Because the official website had just released a new promotional video and a major announcement, the forum had long been flooded with hundreds of thousands of eager cloud players and veteran beta testers chatting away.

Everyone was discussing Flesh Mecha paint jobs and what bugs the World Forger could trigger.

No one paid any attention to his mediocre "showing off" post.

The post sank rapidly.

In the end, only two bored players replied with a blessing below.

[ Big Black Pen ]: Congratulations! Same here brother, I've been camping for half a year, and finally got it this time!

[ Rich Lady Fall In Love With Me ]: Congratulations.

Du Duan Wangu looked at the bleak scene with only a few responses.

Feeling uncomfortable, he clicked on the avatars of the two replying players and saw their Penguin ID contact information left on their homepage.

This rich second-generation kid didn't say a word and added them both as friends.

Before the other party could even ask who he was.

He clicked on the transfer button and sent 100 red envelopes, each worth 200 yuan, to these two strangers!

Scattered 40,000 credits in one breath!

After sending these red envelopes, Du Duan Wangu let out a long sigh of relief, and the depression from not being able to show off was finally relieved.

Due to the limited carrying capacity and guidance resources of Shelter.

The 500,000 newly added player slots could not be released all at once.

73 divided them into batches of one hundred, with five thousand people per batch.

At this rate, it would take more than three months for all 500,000 people to come online.

And Du Duan Wangu, as a lucky one, was arranged to enter the game in the 16th batch, which was already a very early batch.

"Sssss — —"

Accompanied by the sound of air valve pressure relief.

Du Duan Wangu slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he felt was the cold and realistic physical sensation of the nutrient solution remaining on his skin.

He sat up abruptly, gasping for the slightly metallic, dry air.

"Really in!" He trembled with excitement.

At this moment, in the spacious B7 level cultivation area, thousands of sleep pods around him opened simultaneously.

It was filled with the excited wailing of other new players everywhere.

"Finally in the game! I was starving to death waiting in line!"

"My god! This touch, this gravity feedback! Has human virtual reality technology developed to this point?!"

"Damn it! I'm clearly a tough guy, why was I randomized into a skinny monkey?"

Du Duan Wangu ignored the clamor of the newbies around him.

He stepped out of the sleep pod and found a set of rough linen work clothes and a large tactical watch neatly placed on the metal table next to him.

If he guessed correctly, this was the legendary pv terminal.

He quickly put on the clothes and strapped the pv terminal to his wrist.

Not far away stood a retro-styled humanoid guidance robot.

A prominent green light shone on the robot's square head, and a large display screen hung on its chest, scrolling with a few bold red characters:

[ Everyone, put on your clothes and go over there to line up! ]

Du Duan Wangu followed the large group, walking down the dense array of cultivation pods that looked like high-rise buildings, following the robot.

Thousands of people crowded together chaotically, arriving in front of a giant industrial elevator marked with yellow warning lines.

The players squeezed in desperately like sardines in a can.

"Hey, hey, hey! Stop pushing! I'm talking to you, that demi-human! You stepped on my foot!" A big guy shouted at the top of his lungs in the crowd.

The player who had been randomized into the demi-human cat-girl gene also looked aggrieved and retorted sharply: "I'm being squeezed into a cat pancake by you guys! Why are you yelling at me? If you have the ability, go yell at the system to make the elevator bigger!"

Du Duan Wangu ignored the bickering of the newbies and struggled to stand firm in the corner.

With a dull roar.

The giant elevator started, carrying these five thousand new catastrophes, rising rapidly towards the surface.

A few minutes later.

The metal dome above cracked open to both sides, and the blinding sunlight shone straight down.

The elevator stopped steadily.

A crowd of newbies walked out of the elevator, feeling their eyes light up.

Although they knew on the forum that this game focused on absolute realism.

But when they truly felt the breeze brushing against their cheeks and smelled the unique scent of gunpowder smoke in the wasteland air.

This sense of shock, as if they had directly started a second life, made many people gasp in cold air and exclaim repeatedly.

At this moment, they were standing on a wide and empty open-air assembly square.

Du Duan Wangu had sharp eyes and immediately saw a huge signboard welded from scrap iron standing on the edge of the square.

It was written with four large characters in red paint: [ Quality Square ].

And not far in front of the square, a high platform was temporarily set up.

Several high-power speakers and a large holographic display were placed on the platform.

In the center of the platform stood a tall man wearing dark red leader Power Armor and a black cloak.

That cold and imposing face was none other than the NPC that countless players on the forum loved and hated — Lin Li.

"Is this the supreme Administrator? Our faction Boss?" Du Duan Wangu's eyes shone.

At this moment, on the periphery of the square.

It was already surrounded by recruitment representatives from major legions and guilds.

This group of max-level veteran players was staring at the five thousand newbies who hadn't been assigned jobs yet with great interest, like they were looking at prime fresh meat.

At this time, the faction Boss on the high platform cleared his throat and began a standard newbie guidance speech.

"Brave Sparks, welcome to this cruel universe. The empire has decayed, and the aliens are approaching..."

Lin Li was reading the lines seriously on the stage.

But few of the new players below were listening carefully.

"Holy crap, this opening animation is a bit long. Why isn't there a skip button?" A player who was eager to fight monsters clicked frantically on their pv terminal.

"Press ESC! You call up the system menu and press ESC to skip for me!" Another player instructed.

The newbie struggled for a long time, saw no reaction, and shouted again: "It doesn't work! Try holding down the ENTER key!"

When most players finally realized that this realistic opening animation could not be forcibly skipped, they had no choice but to stand and watch.

But soon, some hyperactive players discovered a blind spot.

"Hey? Brothers! When this cutscene is playing, our bodies don't seem to be locked by an air wall! We can walk around!"

With this, those curious babies instantly let themselves go.

They ran around the square.

Some went to touch the bricks on the ground, some lay under the speakers to study the wiring, and a few daring guys even tried to climb onto the high platform to touch the cloak on Lin Li's Power Armor.

Lin Li stood on the high platform, watching the group of newcomers running around like wild dogs off a leash, his eyelids twitching wildly.

He decisively gave up the long speech he had prepared and cut the beginning and end of the speech draft.

"... For the revival of humanity! Set off! Catastrophes!"

Lin Li shouted the last slogan, didn't even bother with polite pleasantries, turned around, and ran back to Shelter passage in one breath.

Seeing the NPC leave.

The veteran players outside the square who had long been hungry and thirsty swarmed up like hungry wolves!

Various recruitment loudspeakers instantly resounded throughout the Quality Square.

[ Baby Bus ] guild is recruiting! Welcome all life-type players to join! We don't compare levels here, no KPI pressure! The main focus is farming, blacksmithing, and cooking! Join and get a full set of newbie labor equipment!

[ Bear Ridge ] legion is recruiting! Brothers with special fetishes for mutations and tentacles, look here! Those who want to drive a huge Flesh Mecha personally, sign up quickly! Max-level veteran players in the group will take newbies to the northern wilderness to farm greenskins, guaranteed to teach and learn!

[ Brotherhood of Steel ] is recruiting muscular men! Don't come if you're afraid of pain! We only play hardcore melee!

Du Duan Wangu looked at this lively recruitment scene, and the corners of his mouth rose wildly.

He squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the recruitment point of Bear Ridge.

Deep underground, Shelter control room.

Lin Li, who had just escaped from the surface, let out a long sigh of relief.

The whole person slumped on the large boss chair without any image.

"It's killing me, these newbies are even harder to manage than greenskins."

Lin Li rubbed his swollen temples, unable to help complaining, "I feel like reading a speech to them is a hundred times more tiring than driving a warship to the front line to fight bugs."

He picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip.

He was wondering whether to go to the living area to have an in-depth discussion about the Ecclesiarchy's faith with the Battle Sisters Frannie, and relax his tense nerves by the way.

"Beep!"

A high-level video request from the commander-in-chief Ushtan suddenly popped up on the pv terminal.

"My Lord."

In the holographic projection, Ushtan looked serious, "Just received news that the Central Legion led by Carmen has completely cleared the remaining mutants on the surface of the agricultural planet and has finished resting."

"At the same time, an urgent telegram came from the capital Hive City of the Mobius system. Governor Cromwell has officially announced to the whole territory that he is willing to give up resistance and surrender to the Spark Alliance unconditionally!"

"The Central Legion can set off at any time to go to Mobius Prime for the surrender ceremony of House Rofis."

Hearing this news, the fatigue on Lin Li's face was swept away, and he sat up straight abruptly.

"Finally surrendered." Lin Li laughed.

It had only been three days since the player fleet completely wiped out the Zerg remnants in space, and they decisively chose to kneel.

This is definitely a great thing.

Subduing the enemy without fighting directly avoided a tragic street battle inside the Hive City, saving the Spark Alliance a massive amount of ammunition and meaningless internal friction.

An intact capital is what Lin Li wants to see most.

"Arriving soon."

Lin Li stood up, forcibly suppressed his fatigue, and put on that set of dark red Power Armor again.

He walked quickly out of the control room and headed towards the spaceport on the surface.

Preparing to take the sea breeze no. 9 and fly to Mobius Prime personally.

Walking halfway, Lin Li thought about it.

This is a very historic surrender ceremony since the establishment of the Spark Alliance, the scale must be fully pulled up.

He opened the server-wide communication channel and sent a group message to the leaders of several large legions such as [ Use Fire Punch ], [ ikun True Fan ], [ Makabazi ], and other leaders or management personnel within the alliance such as Kolom:

"Target: Mobius Prime Governors Mansion!"