Chapter 1416: Chapter 368: Being a Player Feels Awesome! (Monthly Ticket Request)
Imperial Tomb Village, Library.
The library is forever bathed in dim, yellow light, yet the players inside can see everything clearly.
It seems as if the entire space is soaked in amber-colored tranquility, with time deliberately slowed here.
Towering obsidian bookshelves stand like silent guardians, neatly aligned, reaching the ceiling.
The books displayed on them resemble memory crystals storing vast amounts of information.
Enclosed within are the cries of ancient battlefields, the epics of lost civilizations, the whispers of ancient deities... giving players memories that traverse the river of time.
The air is filled with the unique aroma of intertwined spiritual materials and ancient books, with bookshelves occasionally swaying lightly, causing hefty tomes to float down automatically before players who have completed their search.
Life Throat sat in the deepest reading area of the library.
His head full of silver hair gleamed faintly in the dark as a forum interface floated before him.
On it, he organized forum materials and edited collected information about the Youlu Council.
At this moment, in the guild chat channel.
"Life Master, I’m about to upgrade my Star Vein, can you give me a little less? Unlocking the fifth Star Vein will significantly enhance my strength, and the hunting yield will rise accordingly. How about I take a little less here?"
"Life Master, I don’t mean to disrespect you, but I just saved enough sacrificial power to buy the Fifth Generation Critical Strike Soul. If I give all my sacrificial power to you, I’ll have to start over again..."
"Yes, Life Master, I just adopted a Light Spirit Feather and need to purchase a batch of Evolution Pills to improve combat power. Could you possibly give me a few more days?"
"I would love to give more, but I spent all I had yesterday buying Cultivation Battle Skills. Now, my sacrificial power balance is cleaner than my face."
The messages in the guild chat box scrolled rapidly, interspersed with all sorts of crying-poverty emojis.
Watching the scrolling messages in the chat box, Life Throat felt the veins on his forehead throb.
He could completely understand the thoughts of this younger generation.
Experiencing Monster World as a player is truly addictive; each exploration, every hunt brings intense anticipation.
Imagining the day when attribute feedback affects reality, each step taken now is undoubtedly patching up one’s future life.
He understood his clan’s thoughts; it was just that he had already asked them for funds for the Destiny Casino construction a while back.
They felt raising money again was too sudden, and wanted to use the leftover sacrificial power to enhance themselves.
But business is business, and the sacrificial power for the Destiny Casino is temporarily held by him and will not be touched.
Now he still needed to spend sacrificial power to layout acquiring "Game Space" rules, so naturally, this money had to rely on the clan’s support.
"You have ten minutes to prepare."
As soon as the message was sent, the bargaining voices in the channel instantly froze.
Before everyone could react, Life Throat added another sentence, his tone carrying an undisguised threat:
"If the funds are not received in ten minutes, no matter what you’re doing now, or how important it is, I will go offline straight to the Destiny Tower’s main internet switch and wait there. Whoever’s sacrificial power is not enough will experience the taste of disconnection for three days."
The moment these words were uttered, the chat channel exploded into a frenzy, and the crying-poverty emojis disappeared without a trace, replaced by wails:
"Life Master, please, I’m transferring now. The materials in the Trading House were just sold, suddenly I have enough sacrificial power."
"I was wrong, Life Master. I’ll clear the materials and transfer them to you right away, please don’t touch the internet. My instance progress is in the final stage, almost completed."
"Ten minutes is enough, I’ll just move the portion I set aside for the dumb bird. Disconnection can be fatal."
Watching the rapidly scrolling messages on the screen, a smile appeared on Life Throat’s lips.
With this bunch of youngsters treating "the game" as their lifeblood, reasoning with them was less effective than cutting the internet.
Either execute, or face disconnection; choose one.
Soon, the sacrificial power notifications appeared in Life Throat’s mind one after another.
Receiving the sacrificial power, Life Throat turned his head to look at the Guiding Water Ball floating beside him, respectfully starting to inquire about the latest intelligence on the Youluo Clan.
Information in the forums only represents the past, not the present.
In the unique environment of Monster World, the development of each race resembles wild grass swept by a gale, not necessarily growing in an orderly fashion.
Perhaps developments seemed stable yesterday, but by the next day, a sudden opportunity could endow a rule power, resulting in combat power leaps.
Such variables induced by opportunities are ongoing daily in Monster World.
The intelligence materials regarding the Youlu Council on the forums from a year and a half ago might not be valid now.
While the Imperial Tomb Village Library’s materials do update in real-time,
the precondition is that a player has inquired about related content, and then the guidance has parsed that information, updating it to the Imperial Tomb Village Library.
Perhaps now the Youlu Council, by capturing a rules-controlling creature, has allowed its members to rapidly enhance their strength, iterating and updating the entire racial Combat System.
Before acquiring the Game Space, he must thoroughly understand the combat situation of the Youlu Council.
Facing Life Throat’s respectful tone of inquiry, the Guiding Water Ball opened its sleepy eyes, starting to explain with a somewhat uninterested look.
During this time, Life Throat compiled and recorded all this information in the forum interface’s "Information Editing Page."
After half an hour of exchange, he once again looked up at the guidance.
"Brother Guide, thank you for your guidance." Life Throat humbly expressed his gratitude.
The Guiding Water Ball didn’t respond, slowly closed its eyes.
Yet, Life Throat respectfully placed his hand on his forehead, using the Destiny Clan’s way to show his respect.
