Chapter 80: How Can This Batch of Players Be So Unimpressive?

"Good!"

Stroking the big white radish beside him, Ji Ming sincerely offered applause.

Although the first thing at the start was researching whether tea seeds could be removed, making it hard for people to clam, but the subsequent operations were actually splendid.

Especially this 【Blossoming Wealth and Honor】.

It's obvious this is his first time entering 《Code Name: Yangyue》, and he's even been an outsider who hasn't touched the related field for a long time, yet he could quickly pull together a pretty good team and, right away, develop a viable "formation".

Whether it's team organization skills or judgment, in this way he's absolutely a big shot in reality!

Ji Ming opened the player list and placed him on the SSR tier.

As for the 【Snow Leopard Who Loves to Sing】 and the 【Lynx Who Can Dance】.

Damn, you bunch of little black ones who have joined forces with the remnants of the traditional faction...

Cough.

Although there are still some shortcomings, he can quickly notice others' talents in communication and win them over; when faced with outsiders' suggestions, he can readily accept them, and his actions are decisive and straightforward.

Such vision and action, as a naive and pure college student, already count as a perfect answer sheet.

Count as two SR cards; if he develops further later, the future is promising.

Just a casual glance can uncover such a promising seedling; the quality of this batch of players is truly top-notch!

Ji Ming was satisfied and excitedly prepared to see what the next team of players was up to, but then a notification popped up about a player's death.

That's also normal; even if the frenzied goblin is weak, it's still a living monster.

Even if we compare it to real-life animals, the examples of wild dogs killing people are countless.

It's inevitable that some new players who couldn't find a team or panicked would suffer a mishap, ending up with their heads smashed by goblins.

Fortunately, this is a "game"; under his suggestion, Yangyue has already created a rebirth pool in the warship's underground.

All deceased players have their information backed up here, and they can be revived in full condition after paying the price of dropping a level.

For new players, this means zero-cost trial and error, allowing them to explore and fight boldly.

For veteran players……no matter how great the loss, it's still better than losing the account and starting over!

After reflecting on his benevolence and generosity as a game developer, Ji Ming still decided to see who this new unlucky soul was.

Hmm, he is……

【Only Seeking Death】？

Ji Ming blinked blankly, because this ID really looked a bit familiar.

He quickly checked the death records and found that, out of the thirty-five death records so far, more than half were his doing.

This is completely abnormal; even if life can be restarted, the pain and fear of dying still exist.

If he were truly a noob, he would have already crashed and logged off, or holed up in the Great Holy Seat, shutting himself in.

So there's only one answer……

"What is he doing, is he treating my game as a life-restart simulator?"

Ji Ming immediately wanted to switch the screen over to see what mischief this bastard was up to.

But just as he opened the livestream, another message came in.

Ji Ming himself only has a pair of eyes; to better control the overall situation, he dispatched Sylvia to act as an on-site scout.

And now, she sent another message.

【My lord, the goblins in the armory have undergone a massive gathering and riot; they've begun to surround some players!】

Following that, two more player deaths popped up.

"Ah?"

Ji Ming quickly turned his head to look at the holographic map behind him, and indeed saw many red dots converging toward the blue dots, with a couple especially bright ones mixed in.

Even though I made such a loud noise in the training ground, sucking up all those monsters' blood spikes and such, there was never a scene like this……

And the players, having just left for an hour, directly turned the simple map into a difficult one?

"Guigui, how did you manage this!"

Fact proves that players who can stay calm and steady under high profits are few.

After discovering that they could easily deal with goblins with just a slight move, the players' uncontrollable greed and death-seeking urges began to take hold.

There's a big mathematician.

"Brothers, one goblin gives three experience per hit; thirty-four goblins hit thirty-four times gives one hundred and two experience."

"If we slash out all thirty-four hits, we can level up to two, simple!"

There's a big strategist.

"These are thirty-four goblins; cutting them separately is still too slow, right?"

"I say, since we're clearing mobs, let's first gather them in a wave; maybe we can even cut two with one blow, doubling efficiency!"

There's also a big tactician.

"Please, cutting them by hand is crude and troublesome; I've tried it, and as long as the trap is set by myself, it counts as experience."

"Then let's just dig a big pit, lure the goblins in and massacre them all; wouldn't we be able to lie back and earn experience happily?"

As the saying goes, three clumsy cobblers can match Zhuge Liang.

So when three big brains get together and use their own "viable" plan to fool more big brains……

And that's when the show's effect comes in, right?

Several players, wielding wooden sticks they'd seized and picked-up cast iron, went around banging gongs and drums, madly pulling monsters everywhere.

Several other players were trying to enlarge the pits on the ground and conceal them, preparing the traps they'd later use.

Then.

Did the monsters come?

They've arrived.

You're thirty-four! He's thirty-four! I'm thirty-four too!

Finally, over two hundred berserk goblins, united in hatred, gathered together, and among them were three goblin warriors just looking for excitement.

And are the traps ready?

What a joke.

Ji Ming, relying on his Grave-Digging Art and a high-quality iron shovel, dug even a small pit a few meters deep for two full days, still popping pills and pushing through.

In just half an hour, a few dozen minutes, a bunch of amateurs could barely skim the edge of a small pit—where did this huge trap come from?

And that's how it ended.

Hey, no, where are the traps you prepared? They're just like a few pit latrines!

Um, boss, the project progress doesn't match the schedule; we might have to delay for a while.

Then what about the goblins behind me?

Ah... this...

Unprepared players couldn't withstand this pressure; they all rolled back to the spring to wait for respawn.

And those who barely survived would naturally gravitate toward other visible players on the map to seek help.

Thus, due to the goblins' instinct to worship the strong and the players' tendency to dig their own graves.

Even though they were a bunch of magic-corrupted creatures that had lost their reason, the berserk goblins still, by a twist of fate, formed a corpse-tide-like existence.

This terrifying little disaster was like a sieve, beginning to tear apart every player it encountered from east to west.

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My lord, eighteen players have already been killed; what should we do?

What else can we do? Just toss it aside!

Ji Ming sighed and sat down on his broken sofa.

Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are heaven's will; this also serves as a lasting lesson for the players—'Code Name: Sun-Moon' is no ordinary game!

As he leaned back comfortably in his chair, preparing to judge a wave of players' impressive death poses, Ji Ming's expression changed again.

He tapped the golden button beside him.

Young boss, what's the origin of this 'Spearmen Not Utensils'?

Holy crap, I actually saw Zhao Yun from another world!