Chapter 97: Antarctic Expedition Team, Crossing the Sea in Secret!

"Shocking! The Star-Bearer actually did something like this just to slaughter demons!"

"All Old World players assemble! I'm announcing something: I am now a squad leader for the Outer Realm Expedition Team!"

"An overview of the environment around Albion Island, as well as player guild site selection. Don't covet the rivers and hills; there are four major traps waiting for you here! Swamp monsters, vampires, wandering Knights, and one even more lethal!"

"Star-Bearer, you bastard! Give me back my life! It was clearly agreed to be one week, but I stayed inside for a full three months! Do you know how I spent those three months? I was flirting with the young ladies in other cabins every day, and then we suddenly arrived at the station. When they checked the tickets, they said I was a player—how am I supposed to face people! I was hacked to death with random blades as soon as I got off!"

"Daily thought: Did I give him too much face?"

"Has anyone seen the Cloud City of Erathia? I have a quest here to find the Cloud City. A middle-aged man with a very strong smell of sulfur told me he plans to put his friend's backpack in the Cloud City, and he'll know once he pats the backpack and presses two buttons. The reward for this quest is quite high; does anyone know where the Cloud City is?"

The player forum remained very lively. However, compared to the initial blooming of a hundred flowers, posts regarding the Star-Bearer now occupied the relative majority.

This was because the Star-Bearer faction was currently the only faction among all factions that did not have a particularly discriminatory attitude toward players. Furthermore, they were famous throughout the entire forum for being wealthy and generous, never haggling, possessing exceptionally outstanding Magic technology, and even being able to apply BUFFs to players.

Information regarding the status of those Blessed Ones eventually leaked out, making many players envious, jealous, and hateful. The overall image of the Star-Bearer was molded into that of someone rich—super rich—and someone who hated Chaos Demons so much that they wished for the entire Chaos Demon race to disappear completely. And such a simple image was also conducive to trade and blockades.

Because Chaos Demons possessed high infectivity and terrifying abilities, they refused to let weak races go to the front lines, and the coastline was also completely blockaded, thoroughly extinguishing any thoughts other players had of exploring.

But how could this be done to make players realize the existence of the Star-Bearer and make them feel a sense of loyalty toward the Star-Bearer?

Li Ang had never forgotten that he still had a highly well-known alt account.

Saving Private Li Ang—although the players had abandoned him, Li Ang himself had not given up, and had even turned a misfortune into a blessing; such a script had already been formulated some time ago.

During the era of the Norsca Daxianyi, he had completely forged his own trail of movement, pretending that the Norscans had taken him as spoils to the Landing Site, and then, because he was sold, he had accidentally become a staff member of the Golden Land, gaining a temporary position.

Li Ang understood deeply that to mobilize the players' enthusiasm, it required not only benefits and various temptations, but more importantly, a role model—a benchmark that looked quite good. A benchmark that seemed obtainable if one only had the opportunity. Only in this way could these players be thoroughly stirred into action and exert unimaginable enthusiasm.

Therefore, after confirming that the Antarctic Expedition Team was ready to set out, Li Ang began to operate his alt account.

From the 200-square-meter private room issued by the officials, to a series of Star-Bearer sets and various modern-life supplies issued by the public, as well as opportunities to visit and have an audience at the Landing Site, and so on and so forth.

Because Li Ang had already blocked off any retreat, and the Star-Bearer had subsequently announced that this was the only such accident and there would be no more in the future, Li Ang was now not only the only Star-Bearer with player status but also a symbol of friendship between the officials and the Star-Bearer. However, he was not a true channel of communication. For communication, the Star-Bearer had specialized trade officers to evaluate and test the players.

Because Li Ang knew very well that he was completely a layman, and a layman directing an expert was always prone to mistakes. Thus, what Li Ang played was simply the role of a lucky player who had managed to get a position and had nothing to do every day.

For example, showing off the 200-square-meter house he was allocated at the Landing Site. Also, showing off various Wonders inside the Landing Site. Even as a Star-Bearer, he could walk at will near the Psionic Beacon Tartarus to see the results brought about by those unimaginable Subspace powers, and so on.

Even this Outer Realm Expedition Team was set up with Li Ang as the supervisor for the Star-Bearer to monitor the players.

And this matter made sense to both sides.

The Star-Bearer didn't really want to bother with the players, so it was better to let the players manage themselves. And the traits Li Ang displayed were those of a completely hands-off manager who wouldn't formulate any plans and would only follow the script.

In this way, through Li Ang's intentional orchestration, both sides got what they wanted. The core of the Outer Realm Expedition Team was the Antarctic Expedition Team, while the other teams were smoke screens. But it was impossible to say directly "go to Antarctica," because this did not conform to the Star-Bearer's setting or the observation results of other races.

Once they were made aware of what might be hidden inside the Antarctic volcano, it was very likely that some unexpected situations would occur. Therefore, by creating more camouflage and showing more of a posture of being incomparably angry at the entire demon population—even wanting to cross borders to hunt them—one could dispel the worries of other races. One might even earn a large amount of impression points because of this behavior.

One must know that the Old World suffered deeply from Chaos Demons, but very few races or populations would truly spend a large amount of money to send people to the North and South Poles to confront Chaos Demons head-on.

Even if they disliked it or felt something was wrong, at the very least, the Order races could not do anything to the Star-Bearer on an official level.

Li Ang often even felt that he was a genius; how on earth did he come up with such an idea that made everyone feel satisfied, and by crossing the sea in secret, made everyone unaware of it? As for how to determine player progress, as long as Li Ang's own team was in Antarctica, he could confirm the players' progress anytime, anywhere. Externally, he maintained the mystery of the Landing Site and the Star-Bearer to dispel the desire of other races to pry, while internally, he used the Norscan Li Ang alt account to collude from within and without, utilizing the players' advantages to do some big things.

Thinking about it this way, perhaps it was possible that they could find the Chaos Demon stronghold and successfully break it in a short time.

Moreover, after thinking about it, Li Ang decided to send a diplomatic note to the other races.

He could remain aloof toward the players and aloof toward other races, but it was still very necessary to provide an advance explanation so they wouldn't misunderstand and go attack the Outer Realm Expedition Team.

"We are going to fight the Chaos Demons, so please do not block us... that should be fine, right?"

Looking at the appearance of the diplomatic letter, Li Ang thought for a moment, then left his pale golden Brand.

(End of chapter)