Black Iron City North Port Fishing Village.

At first, a few hundred Chinese players clashed with tens of thousands of Curry players doing quests outside the village. It quickly escalated with shouts and insults into a massive nighttime battle involving tens of thousands. Even some tens of thousands of Chinese players who were initially mining in Southern Canyon Village couldn't resist the excitement, crossed the map to watch, and eventually joined the brawl themselves...

Ma Yinglong instantly sensed something was wrong; someone was stirring up trouble for manipulation!

If it was members of the Royal Team or an organization of related partners, Ma Yinglong could just stop it with a word. But with a large number of independent players and teams, these couldn't be managed or controlled.

Especially when Curry players were unpopular, everyone wanted to beat them up, and even Ma Yinglong wanted to beat them up, it became even more difficult to control.

However, staying silent would only confirm the instigators' narratives that the Royal Team was allowing this!

What a bloody mess!

Ma Yinglong, with his many years of experience online, naturally had a way to deal with such small tricks — the art of misdirection, creating strategic narratives, sending someone to claim it was Brother Chun's instructions!

This could further push Brother Chun to the forefront while allowing the Royal Team to stay out of the spotlight and observe...

...

Divine Team.

The Young Master, who was behind the scenes inciting this, felt an adrenaline rush as he watched the nighttime chaos at North Port Fishing Village with excitement.

Amidst the chaos, already many "passionate" "Chinese players" ignored the NPCs, sneaked into the fishing port at night, using mining lights to burn fishing nets and sails, using mining pickaxes to gouge boats, destroying everything they could... After all, during the days the Divine Team had been stationed there, they had understood the village's defenses thoroughly.

Of course, just relying on this level of burning done by players couldn't possibly bring down a village. This was merely a test cover for Peeping Immortal's real actions.

Amidst the frenzy of the global channel, the Tata Battle Team's number one, the world's 12th player, Tata War God led tens of thousands of Curry players from the main city onto the stage.

Since the Curry national team had taken to the stage, naturally, the symbol of the China District's national team, the Royal Team, should also appear!

The Young Master ordered, "Get the sailors to create a stir, force the Royals to take action, let them fight to a mutual loss!"

As expected, the China District responded, proclaiming everywhere that it was Chun's instruction to fight with gusto!

The Young Master was taken aback for a moment, but if it was Chun's rhetoric, the effect would be even better!

The more arrogant he is, the more intense Silver City's firepower will be! If he's not arrogant enough, I'll help him be arrogant!

The Young Master ordered, "The external communications team immediately manufacture more of Chun's provocative and arrogant statements..."

Although verbal skirmishes and hatred needed stoking, the appearance of Tata would surely clear the field, leaving not much time for creating chaos.

"Peeping Tom, when will the NPCs take action?"

Peeping was uneasy: "They're already in position, she seems confident..."

At this moment, the real action faction, Peeping Immortal, had already taken a small boat with Vivian under the cover of darkness to the coastal waters near the fishing port, silently watching the scene of fire in front of him.

Only now did Peeping Immortal truly see the strength of this Dancing Girl, who always had a group of enforcers by her side.

At the same time, it became even less clear, because these enforcers were the same bartenders, bodyguards, waiters, shopkeepers, and dancers from the tavern, daily seen figures with no extra clues revealed.

Perhaps this was the bar ecology of this world; a tavern was essentially a gang. Their existence depended on the nobles' power protection.

At this moment, the sea wind picked up, and Vivian finally ordered, "Let's move!"

Everyone immediately carried out several large crates of wine, each taking a few bottles from the crates, and quietly swam towards the fishing port.

Peeping knew this was the lethal weapon; its explosive fiery power was beyond players' comparison.

"I volunteer to go to battle!"

Vivian lightly stated, "But you're a respectable journalist, the vice-chairman of the merchant guild, how can you personally do this kind of thing? Just sit back and watch the show with me."

Indeed! But Peeping still had many unclear thoughts.

"Miss Vivian, did you send someone to discuss buying and relocating with the village chief beforehand?"

Vivian impatiently responded, "What are you thinking? That village chief, nicknamed Old Sea Urchin, is a prickly character. Talk to him? Then his village burns, and do we need to guess whose doing it was?"

Indeed! That would expose ourselves beforehand.

Peeping was more perplexed: "Then if he's bankrupted, how can we relocate our team into their village? He has every reason to auction himself off, and by then, nobles from all over the city would come to bid!"

Vivian laughed: "I only care about causing damage to bankrupt him! The rest is Baron's business!"

Peeping was stunned, either he hadn't made himself clear, or she misunderstood: "But the Baron's intent is to avoid the situation where nobles from the entire city come to bid. He wants you, Miss, to handle this secretly —"

Vivian scoffed: "Secretly handle it, can you do it?"

Peeping shook his head as if waking from a dream: "I can't!"

Vivian laughed: "If someone as excellent as you can't, do you think I can?"

Peeping was bewildered: "But both the Baron and I think you, Miss, are capable enough to succeed!"

Vivian was infuriated: "You men, just like babies yet to be weaned! Dependent on me all the time that you genuinely think I'm omnipotent? If we were to handle it secretly, Baron would blend in with the crowd and bid with other nobles. No one would suspect him!"

Peeping was anxious: "What if wealthy nobles acquire it?"

Vivian sneered: "Then what do you suggest?"

Peeping's heart pounded, clenching his teeth: "Whoever dares to acquire it, burn them! Keep burning until no one dares to buy!"

No sooner had he spoken than a violent explosion shook the fishing port, its flames illuminating the entire village...

Vivian laughed heartily!

Peeping was deeply shaken, was she laughing at the explosion's success? Was she laughing because I answered correctly?

But that wasn't the point; the point was that he couldn't determine her type as an NPC anymore! Previously, she was thought of as a typical strength-worshipper type, easily handled with 14 templates; but now her actions — at first glance, crude and rash, seemed like a failure! But this kind of crude rashness was a reverse feedback for tasks that couldn't be completed...

She wasn't just a simple physically strong person; she had learned to use her gender advantage to become arrogant and call herself "old mother"! Thus, this phenomenon where some maids could control masters and some lower-level women could influence superiors. This kind of NPC was no longer manageable with the 14 templates...

In his thoughts, the submerged store clerk swam back to the surface.

Vivian waved her hand: "Let's go, tonight's show was quite something..."

...

Alright, this plan didn't actually come off successfully, but Peeping still had to tough it out and report: "Young Master, Vivian completed the first phase of the destruction process and guarantees the fishing village's bankruptcy."

Fortunately, the Young Master was delighted: "That explosion was quite something, I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of intense conflict erupts between the Curry and the Chinese players..."

Then, good news from Sakamaru Saito, the captain of the Warrior Corps, also came: "Young Master, the Warrior Corps have reached the first western pioneer village, Iron Flame Village, under the cover of the cannon fodder!"

The Young Master was even more pleased: "Keep up the good work!"

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