Tap-tap...

The sound of footsteps approached, and a shadow was cast, leaving the immobile Guard Brigade even more panicked.

What's going on? Isn't this supposed to be a CG? Why is it different from other games?

Not only was he confused, but more and more people in the live stream room were also flabbergasted, because in the game it was a first-person perspective, but the live stream was in third-person perspective.

They could clearly see what was happening around them.

Before the viewers could react, a familiar voice appeared.

"Marvel, what's your name?"

Mr. Baiyi squatted down, smiling, and looked at the Dark Night Elf dressed only in ordinary coarse linen, asking gently.

Guard Brigade's mind went blank. He had never thought that the start of the game would be like this. His brain was racing, trying to answer something but couldn't.

"Uh, okay, you seem unable to speak."

Mr. Baiyi muttered to himself as he pulled him up and set him beside the door.

Mr. Baiyi softly said, "You are quite interesting, World Marvels, prophesized outsiders capable of tearing the sky, yet you don't seem as powerful as imagined."

Guard Brigade's mind raced wildly; there was too much information in Mr. Baiyi's words, though he couldn't speak, he understood a lot of things.

In the eyes of the NPCs, they were outsiders, intruders who tore the sky, and the NPCs knew of their arrival, capturing them at the landing point.

Marvel, perhaps that's what the NPCs call them.

He wished to say something because he suddenly realized this was a good opportunity to take a mission, but he couldn't speak due to the heavily negative attributes.

The live stream room was lively; among the 50,000 players per Federation, fifteen cities in the three Federations, only here had special plot events occurred.

They argued whether this was a bug, a special plot, or a necessary plot.

Mr. Baiyi took out a bottle of dark green potion, opened it, and a nauseating smell spread immediately.

Mr. Baiyi gestured toward the item in his hand and smiled, "Drink this, and you can speak. Answer what I ask, or you will lie here forever, even if Marvel is indestructible."

With that, a gooey substance was poured into Guard Brigade's mouth.

As the liquid went down his throat, Guard Brigade felt his head could move, albeit only his head, while a panel notification appeared.

[You drank a special filthy potion, temporarily relieving some negative statuses.]

Guard Brigade tried speaking, "Respected Mr. Baiyi..."

"You know me?"

Mr. Baiyi interrupted Guard Brigade, raising a gloved finger as thirty modified Worker Bees flew out, countless tiny mechanical parts scattered, assembling into a Mechanical Throne under his fingertips' motion.

Mr. Baiyi sat down, expressionless, looking at Guard Brigade.

Guard Brigade was taken aback; this sci-fi scene, combined with the wooden huts around, gave him an unreal feeling.

The barrage of commentary was silent for a moment, followed by a stream of admiration, asking what profession Mr. Baiyi had and how he was so cool.

Mr. Baiyi glanced aside; if there were more Alchemists, opening two production lines wouldn't be impossible.

Using real-world screw money to buy a gaming pod, then screwing in the game, tsk, seems fun...

Guard Brigade swallowed and said, "Respected Mr. Baiyi, your fame is vast; no Marvel doesn't know of you."

Mr. Baiyi's eyes showed contemplation, "So you Marvels have unexplorable ways to learn about the Dawn Federation? Like a network?"

Guard Brigade was shocked, the barrage erupted again, seemingly not expecting such a sharp NPC mind.

Thinking of the desktop computers in the internet café, more people believed Dawn Ascension to be alien technology, for though technology could experience rapid progression, exploding to this extent from zero was unfathomable.

"More or less..." Guard Brigade couldn't help but swallow again, this inexplicable plot slightly overwhelming the seasoned player.

Mr. Baiyi's smile returned, and he asked, "Marvel, you should know what to do, right? Can you tell me?"

Guard Brigade was confused. He thought of the background of [Dawn Ascension], collected himself, and calmly said, "I don't know; I only know I need to integrate into the Federation, help the Federation, other things are unclear."

"Help?" Mr. Baiyi pondered and asked, "How to help?"

Guard Brigade felt scorned by the NPC, but with the rising popularity in the live stream, he set aside some dissatisfaction with the game.

Explained calmly, "In my premonition...."

Bang~

A soft sound interrupted Guard Brigade's words, laughter broke out.

"Hahahaha... damn game, hahahaha... Mad, why can only sense be blocked, I ** you **** hahahaha..."

That was a Human Race player, laughing madly on the ground, hitting his head, venting in curses as his body gradually vanished, magically turning into particles.

Sabo's slightly sharp voice sounded, "My friends, they call themselves players, say our World is a game, claim completing tasks and killing us makes them stronger, and mention bank card passwords or something, and then this happened."

Mr. Baiyi paused, rendered speechless, forgetting the game's realism; besides death blocking all pain and feelings, injuries could only shield 90% of pain, yet other sensations were 100%.

"What did you do?" Mr. Baiyi asked helplessly.

"Uh, he insulted me, said I was merely data. I wanted a slight punishment, discovered they don't fear pain, acted righteously, so I fed some itching powder."

Sabo shrugged, "You know, they have no resistance, and so it went, all the info came from bystanders."

"Gulp~"

A clear gulping sound arose; Mr. Baiyi and Sabo turned their gaze, Guard Brigade's hair stood on end, if not for immobility, he would've fled.

If not for the stream approaching twenty million viewers, he'd have quit the game right away...

"Wait, I'm a good citizen, never insult anyone!" Guard Brigade, top ten across various game servers, now seemed pitiful and weak.

Mr. Baiyi was slightly speechless, "See how you scared them."

He said softly, comfortingly, "Don't worry, I'm just trying to understand you and conduct some experiments.

Marvel is somewhat unique, and intelligent Marvel is the first in a long history; I must ensure you won't harm our residents."

"Understood, understood..." Guard Brigade nodded repeatedly, simultaneously receiving a mission on his panel.

[Mission: Mr. Baiyi's Experiment.

Mission Trait: Special Task.

Mission Description: Players' descent is perceived as Marvel by NPCs. For town stability, assist in Mr. Baiyi's experiment.

Mission Reward: Mr. Baiyi's Favor +10, Curse removal, Skill Points +1, Gold Coin +35, Experience Value +210.

Failure Penalty: Mr. Baiyi's Favor -10.]

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