Chapter 92: A Wonderful Experience

"All travelers and player friends, please come this way. The direct route to Albion Island is free of charge; you only need to spend money within the city to ride for free."

"We promise that all services on the ship are free of charge, but passengers will be required to compensate for any damage caused to public property."

"Please note that we do not allow any psychic spellcasting activities on the ship, including but not limited to: attempting to ignite clothing with fire to test fireproofing facilities, using frost to freeze faucets while claiming to want ice water, or attempting to kill player passengers and disguising it as self-entertainment..."

"..."

Walking among the crowded throng, if not for the attire of the people around and the appearance of the buildings in the distance, the player would truly wonder if they had transmigrated back to their original region.

The ships and promotional locations of the Star-Bearers are very obvious; as long as you look for the places that are glittering with gold, that is basically their territory. Even in the prime real estate of the Bretonnia Gelongni port, the Star-Bearer fleet has carved out a separate area as a dedicated ferry zone.

It is evident that this route is already a very mature one. At regular intervals, ships shimmering with golden light emerge from the void and then sail into the port.

... Wait a minute, why emerge from the void?

"Because our fleet uses a brand-new Lingneng Yinjing, which can save a massive amount of time on fixed routes. This is the protection provided by our great Sovereign, who built his divine statue at the Landing Site."

Before they knew it, a figure covered in golden Rune markings, with pupils that seemed to glow with golden light, appeared beside the player, giving them a start.

This tall figure seemed to perceive the player's confusion, pointed toward the direction of the ferry, and began to walk on their own.

And for some reason, the player felt that this tall figure seemed to harbor no malice.

Gold is the unique color of the Star-Bearers. Compared to the ribbon-bedecked Bretonnia and the red-and-black Human Empire, the purely golden Star-Bearers look even more sacred and sublime; people even bow to show respect as they walk down the street. Because their stature looks far too majestic.

Even though the person beside them was a player who suffered discrimination outside, this tall Star-Bearer said nothing else, simply clearing the path ahead on their own and guiding the player onto the ferry.

"The Star-Bearers always maintain goodwill toward everyone; we hope that this world can be tightly united together. And it is precisely because of such thoughts that our great deity developed brand-new technology within his own divine statue. It can propel ships to perform short Yajiankong Huaxing under the guidance of the Psychic Torch."

"This kind of gliding may only last about 0.01 seconds, but it can shave off hundreds, or even thousands of kilometers in that instant. Out of safety and energy consumption considerations, the Lord does not intend to promote this type of ship, but rather uses it specifically for personnel guidance. The thinking of living creatures can provide energy to the engine, but for inanimate objects, the consumption becomes relatively huge."

"Our type of navigator, precisely because we must lead your path, appears beside every lost person to send them to the place they ought to go."

"... The place I ought to go?"

Looking at the golden figure in front, the player could not help but subconsciously repeat.

And the golden figure brought them to a crowded pier and nodded firmly while looking at them.

"Yes, you should head to the Golden Land. Receive the blessing of my Lord there and obtain your most authentic dream. You want money, don't you? Then sell the culture or items of your hometown. There will be people who like them."

"You..." Looking at the golden figure, the player just wanted to say something.

But the guide nodded quickly and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye. Then, just as they had appeared beside him, he saw the golden figure instantly appear beside another lost female player.

This golden figure seemed to naturally carry a strange temperament that could make people believe what they said and did. Just listening to their sincere language, the player felt that their words did not seem false. Anyway, since they were already here, why not go and take a look?

Looking at the escalator in front, the player gritted their teeth and walked up.

Just the moment their feet touched the ground, they felt a very special sensation.

It was like the weightlessness experienced when the player themselves teleports, having a very unique feeling of a sliding track. Even though it was merely walking from outside the ship's cabin to the inside, it felt as if they were separated by two worlds.

The player subconsciously looked up to examine the structure inside the cabin. Even though it was just a ferry used for transferring populations, the furnishings and decor inside the cabin were still extremely luxurious. The golden aesthetic possessed by the Star-Bearers was everywhere; under the embellishment of various gilded decorations, it made people feel as if they were lost in this luxurious labyrinth.

And as they subconsciously walked forward a few steps, an empty cabin quietly opened its door frame.

On the white door, which looked quite solemn, appeared the words "Please enter" in the Bretonnian language. This set of automated facilities truly gave the player a sense of terrifying shock.

The contrast with Bretonnia was simply like a medieval city suddenly arriving in a modern metropolis. Although they clearly knew it couldn't be a modern metropolis, the soft sofa in this cabin, the exquisite-looking dining table, and the food in the small refrigeration area, all proved the beauty of this environment.

He even saw that inside the cabin, there was even a small bathroom and a soft white bed.

Do the Star-Bearers really have so much money they have nowhere to spend it?

Sitting on a sofa comparable to modern industrial softness, the player could not help but have certain doubts in their heart. And the next instant, a loudspeaker descending from the sky interrupted their thinking.

"Welcome to the Hope ferry. The area you are about to arrive at is the Golden Land. The estimated time for this journey ranges from three seconds to one hundred and forty-four hours, and in extreme cases, it may be two months later. Inside the cabin, there are automatic food dispensers, drinking water devices, and automatically replaced daily necessities; please help yourself."

"Please do not worry about your travel time. No matter how much time has passed in perception and action, we will arrive at the Golden Land one day later in real space. Please enjoy your journey."

"Do not worry, time will not point the way for you."

"..."

What the hell is this?

Listening to the words transmitted from the small loudspeaker in front of them, the player's heart skipped a beat, feeling that the weightlessness and sense of detachment seemed to have become somewhat more severe.

(End of chapter)