My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1068 1066. Brother Zhongcheng: You bastards are really good at causing trouble for me!
On the morning of the second day after the Transian Birthday Group sailed into the Strait of Castilla, on the last of the four airships flying in parallel above the fleet, Brother Zhongcheng rubbed his eyes and ended his record of staying up late last night.

He yawned and handed the data recording orb in his hand to Mengha who came to take over the shift, and chatted with her for a few more words.

"How did the program run last night? Were there any major problems?"

Mengha, who was holding a cup of Elf Coffee, asked while looking at the recorded data. Brother Zhongcheng immediately curled his lips and said:

"There aren't any major problems. The pressure detection of the power armor main control system has never been interrupted, but there are indeed a lot of minor problems. Girl, your program had a total of 74 bugs last night. At the most dangerous time, out of threads were broken. But even so, it's a miracle that this thing can still run.

This ability to withstand pressure is at its maximum.

But the system stability is obviously still a little lacking. Based on my experience driving an exoskeleton, if such a main control program is used on the battlefield, something will definitely go wrong. You and Ruyi should hurry up and modify it."

"It's okay. All new programs run like this. What's more, we are using the shitty code created by the coding logic of arcane engineering, so I would say these are minor problems."

Mengha was very optimistic. She took a sip of coffee and said with a smile:

"Okay, leave this job to me. You should log off and take a rest. I heard that many people have gone to participate in Brother Mao and Sister Pomegranate's martial arts competition to recruit a husband. It should not be far from your hometown. Why don't you go and take a look?"

"What?"

Brother Zhongcheng, who had been busy adjusting the power armor program since boarding the airship, was stunned for a moment. He said in confusion:

"What kind of contest to win a bride? How come I don't know? Who did you say went?"

“They’re all gone!”

Mengha said with a strange look in his eyes:
"If I hadn't been stuck in the base with a mission and couldn't leave, I definitely wouldn't have missed it. It was so much fun. This matter went viral on the forums. According to statistics this morning, almost 700 people went, and there were also people on the Transia Bistro APP who were shouting and running to watch the fun.

I estimate that by the time the competition officially starts tomorrow, the number of people will probably exceed 1000. Wow, such a large-scale offline dating must be very interesting."

"broken!"

Brother Zhongcheng's first reaction when he heard the news was a pang in his heart.

He hurriedly ran out of the cabin, entered his own room, lay down, and quit the game. A few minutes after waking up in reality, he heard a knock on the door of his base dormitory.

"Come in"

After changing his clothes, Zhongcheng called out, and Jiewei Chike pushed open the door, stuck his head out, and said:

"Team leader! Urgent news, a large number of players have gathered in CZ, and there are signs of mass activity. The brother department over there has transferred the situation to us. Do you need to send someone over to take a look?"

"That was an 'offline event' organized by Brother Cat and Sister Pomegranate. These guys really know how to cause trouble for others!"

Brother Zhongcheng gnashed his teeth and said:
"With so many people wearing helmets gathered together, I can't imagine what might happen. Please ask the brother departments there to conduct a thorough investigation of the information of people who have entered in the past few days, especially those from abroad, and then compare all the people currently being tracked with our database of players and the party that relieves their greed.

Anyone who is not on the list but participates in offline activities will be listed as a suspect.

I'll report to Master Qin.

You guys get ready and gather everyone in our operation and maintenance team. We'll be there soon."

"Hey, team leader, Huozi and Lao Huo are among the organizers of this event. Those two guys have already finalized the list of participating players. I have a copy in my hand, and we can just cross-check it. The more troublesome thing is that we can't immediately check the gluttons who came to join in the fun."

The idiot Jiewei flicked his tongue and said:
“They are quite knowledgeable about the rules.”

"Well, let's go to Niujia Town to check it out first."

Brother Zhongcheng thought for a moment and said:

"Send a message to the organizers of the event. On the day of the competition, all players' gaming helmets will be managed by us! And ask the local authorities to cooperate with the security work. This matter needs the approval of Master Qin.

You prepare first, I will go and ask for instructions."

The "Operation and Maintenance Team" immediately took action efficiently. The nature of their department's work meant that they often had to deal with emergencies, so everyone was not too surprised when they received the order to act.

The real "accident" happened here with Mr. Qin. Just when Brother Zhongcheng ran over, Mr. Qin had just changed into a set of home clothes and put on a pair of sunglasses.

Acting like a big boss.

"what?"

When Brother Zhongcheng saw this outfit, he was stunned.

He responded quickly, saying:
"Don't tell me you want to join in the fun too?"

"Hey, how fresh! This is a 'martial arts competition to find a bride'. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How can I not go?"

Lao Qin laughed, waved his hand and said:

"Besides, it's popular for netizens to meet offline now. You call it 'face-to-face meeting', right? Oh, it's really a dregs of capitalist vocabulary. I'll try to catch up with the trend for once. The plane is ready. Take your people aboard. We'll leave in 30 minutes."

“Your body.”

Brother Zhongcheng asked quietly, and Lao Qin shook his head and said:
"If I don't go, you may not be able to coordinate in such a short time. Even if a helmet is lost, it will be a big problem, so don't worry about me now. I saw Niu Niu on the forum that Brother Mao will come tomorrow morning, and there are less than 24 hours left.

You have to come up with a plan on the way.”

"Yeah, I understand."

Brother Zhongcheng's thoughts were very clear. He pushed Master Qin out of the room and said:

"Brother Xiaofu has booked the same hotel for all the players going there. This act of showing off his 'strength' is a blessing in disguise. We just need to collect and manage the helmets when they leave tomorrow. As for the possible kidnapping of players,
This incident happened too suddenly. It was completely the result of a brainstorming session by Brother Wu Miao and the others. There were no signs beforehand and we were all caught off guard. I guess our "foreign counterparts" probably didn't have many opportunities to cause trouble under our noses.

What’s more, the pandemic is raging abroad right now, and they don’t have the energy to do shady things.”

"Well, you take care of it yourself."

Mr. Qin was indeed a little exhausted. He rubbed his brows and said:

"The base's operations are currently progressing smoothly. This good situation is hard-won. You are the ballast for now. You must keep it stable. If necessary, you can ask Alpha Company for assistance. In the worst case, we can use the precise positioning they provide to lock the helmet's position."

"Well, I will contact Brother Fa in advance."
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According to Xiao Fu Ge's arrangement, this offline session will only last two days.

There weren't many opportunities for us to get together, so we had to have a good meal together on the first night. So the evening banquet was arranged at the same beach barbecue place where we had invited the students last time.

This powerful guy directly booked the whole place, so players who came to meet him didn’t even need to take a taxi. They would be picked up and dropped off throughout the whole process, and they just needed to come with their stomachs filled with food.

In the afternoon, the players who were staying in the same hotel happily boarded the bus led by the local indigenous students and headed to the banquet venue for a feast. However, just as they left the house, a group of uncles in hats came into the hotel and "helped" the hotel's cleaning ladies and uncles to "win" two days of paid vacation.

Brother Zhongcheng bought a presidential suite on the top floor at public expense and personally took charge to ensure that everything went smoothly.

Over at the beach barbecue, a guy wearing beach pants and sunglasses got off the first bus with a smoothie in his hand. He immediately saw an old man in a wheelchair chatting with Xiao Fu Ge and others not far away.

Bang Ge blinked and took off his sunglasses to look at it carefully, then he was shocked.

"Fuck!"

He exclaimed, startling the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry brothers who were ready to eat a feast. They leaned over and asked:

"What's going on? What all the fuss is about."

"Look, that handsome old man, Mr. Qin, is here in person! Fuck, did our offline gathering alarm him?"

Bang Ge whispered, which immediately shocked the veterans around him.

But the students were like newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers, especially the team of artists who had been following Master Qin. After confirming that Old Qin was really coming, a group of people ran over to try to get close to him, but ended up being scolded by Old Qin like his grandsons.

But they were just laughing and didn't care at all.

Anyway, in the game, everyone is used to being scolded by Master Qin. It is impossible not to be scolded when working under this old military leader.

Perhaps because they were both players, and because Mr. Qin was already a representative of the players in the game, he diluted his real identity as a "general", allowing the young people to generally regard him as a trustworthy elder. Therefore, during the following feast, there was a terrible scene of toasting in turns, but unfortunately Mr. Qin was not panicked at all. Bang Ge's group of veterans were there to protect him. With the student party's pitiful alcohol tolerance, they couldn't even beat the gatekeeper BOSS, and it was simply a pipe dream to want to get close to him.

Lao Qin was just like an ordinary retired old man. He sat with Professor Chen, Teacher Li, Master Yang and other older people, chatting and eating skewers, and talked about the glorious years of the past in a reminiscing and chatty way that is unique to middle-aged and elderly people.

On the contrary, when night fell, the appearance of the "Silver Moon Group" caused another sensation.

Little Potato, who was the absolute center of attention, was pushed out of the nanny car by Mrs. Water. Lanhua helped her carry the medicine and Lumina helped her carry the bag. She looked as grand as a princess on a trip. As soon as she got off the car, there were more than a dozen burly "flower protectors" around her.

The hot-shot Giant Shark even asked Xiao Weiming if he needed him to carry her on his back, since the beach path was not easy to walk on. However, he was defeated by Xiao Weiming's angry look.

She is indeed very weak and a patient, but she is not so weak that she needs someone to carry her. The rest she needed this morning was only due to the long flight. Normally, she has no problem pushing a wheelchair by herself.

As we all know, patients hate being treated as people who need care the most, especially for a guy like Xiao Weiming who has a strong self-esteem.

"Look at that child. If it weren't for this game, we would have never met her in our lives."

Old Qin, who was also in a wheelchair, pointed at Xiao Weiming, who was the center of attention, and said to the other middle-aged and elderly people:

"Look at her laughing and jumping around over there. Who would have thought that she is like this in real life?"

"Hey, I'm not afraid of being laughed at by the old guys."

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Teacher Li, who was wearing loose training clothes, took a sip of wine, shook his head and said:

"When I first got the helmet, I thought, this thing has such high-tech content, will it have the ability to cure diseases as described in novels? But after trying it for a long time, my leg is still like this. I was really excited for nothing."

"Hey, if it really had that kind of black technology, I wouldn't dare to use it."

Lao Qin laughed, patted his legs and said:
“It’s good as it is now. It’s not a treasure that suddenly appears and changes the life trajectory of many people. It’s just a wonderful medium to broaden the breadth of life and make the limited life more colorful.

Look at these young people, they are full of vigor and vitality, but also more stable and thoughtful about life than their peers. The most rare thing is that they all have a sense of energy!

Ha, pillars, they are all pillars.

Tsk, the lobsters are ready. Lao Li, you are the youngest among us, please help me get some so that we can fill our stomachs."

"Okay, wait for me, brothers."

Teacher Li stood up and left the pavilion quickly.

He guessed why Lao Qin sent him away. Just after he left, Lao Qin glanced at Master Yang opposite. This guy had been looking over there frequently since Xiao Weiming appeared.

"Old Yang, I came here today for another matter."

Master Qin and Professor Chen looked at each other, and he took the initiative to speak:

"About your son."

"I won't give up on him."

Old Yang shook his head stubbornly and said:

"Even if Afeng continues to sleep like this, even if I have to support him at my own expense, I won't... You can't be so cruel! Lao Li has discussed this issue with me before, and Brother Zhongcheng has hinted at it a few times, and I almost beat them up.

This is not a topic for discussion! You shouldn’t be talking about this in front of a father.”

"Actually, it is."

Old Qin had a subtle expression. He picked up a file bag from next to his wheelchair and handed it to Master Yang, motioning him to take a look.

Master Yang took it and opened it doubtfully. There was a file inside. His eyes widened when he took a look at it. It was the file of Cement Sister. The photo on it was exactly the same as the Cement Sister in the game, but the information clearly stated "deceased".

"understand?"

Mr. Qin picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said:
“These things are top secret and should not be disclosed to you and A-Mei. However, you are also in this project and can be considered core members. In addition, the operation and maintenance team gave you two a physical examination some time ago and diagnosed that both A-Mei and you have psychological problems to varying degrees.

According to monitoring data, since Afeng woke up over there, the two of you have maintained a high-intensity connection for 20 hours a day.

The activity level of your brain waves has exceeded the safety threshold. If this continues, Afeng may be able to hold on, but you two will be the first to collapse.

My suggestion is that after this is over, you three should go to the R-9 base and have a talk with Cement. Instead of letting Afeng be caught between two worlds like a wandering soul, it would be better to let him truly have his own life over there.

You probably haven't forgotten the danger that the previous large-scale Internet outage brought to Afeng.

Fortunately, Mr. Murphy made preparations in advance. However, if it happens again, if we are unlucky, the others will just have to say goodbye to Transia and return to their own lives, but Afeng may not be saved. "

"Yes, Lao Yang."

Although Professor Chen had not read the document, he was a true "old player". He guessed the content of the document and persuaded with his cane:
"Since we have confirmed that it is not fake, it is a good thing to let Afeng go on his own. You can meet him every day and don't have to be a burden to each other. I thought about it before. Amei's concern for Afeng is indeed a bit too much.

The child has not been able to leave Transia since he woke up. This cannot continue. I have seen him several times in the Avalon Temple. He went to Crow to complain and asked Crow to help him with psychological counseling.

Look how wronged the child is.”

"We are all old now, and there are some things that we cannot say in front of young people, but it's okay for me to say them."

Lao Qin folded his hands on his chest and said:

"If the cement experience is proven to be replicable, then a hundred years later, won't we be able to truly reunite with our children in Transia? This temporary separation is only for the sake of meeting again in the future."

"Are you going to use my son as an experiment? See if you can replicate the experience of cement?"

Old Yang looked gloomy, staring at Master Qin, and said in a stiff tone:
"But what if it fails?"

"Others may fail, but Afeng will never fail, Uncle Yang."

Just as Old Yang asked this question in a bad tone, Xiao Weiming's voice suddenly rang out from outside the small pavilion. She was pushed over by Teacher Li, pushed her black-framed glasses, and said to Uncle Yang very seriously:

“I am Lord Murphy’s warrior, and so is Afeng!
Lord Murphy promised me himself that he would look after us.

Afeng doesn't have many friends in the game, and he and I can be said to be in the same boat. He sometimes tells me that he feels guilty about you and Aunt Mei. Of course, Aunt Mei's desire to protect him makes him a little overwhelmed.

For example, this trip to the Songhai Empire was really important to Afeng.

The little mummy promised to take him to join the Church of the Moon of Death and help him become a special spirit of the orthodox necromancy school, but it was because of Aunt Mei's disapproval that Afeng was unable to go. I can understand that your and Aunt Mei's overprotection of him is due to guilt, but
After all, it is impossible for Afeng to wake up here, Uncle Yang.

You have to make some plans for Afeng's second life. There is unrest in Transia, and it is not a good thing for him to remain in his current state of a weak spirit.

What I am about to say may be a little cruel."

Little Potato, who was sitting weakly in the medical wheelchair, sighed and said softly:
“But I can understand him. Afeng is like a person who is bound. He can’t get out of this place, nor can he really integrate into that place.

He was stuck between two worlds, unable to go back or forward.

Sometimes I wonder what the existence of Transia means to people like me and Afeng. It may be the legendary underworld, or it may be the heaven in the story, but at least we don’t have to drink that bowl of soup, nor do we need to believe in a certain god.

Lord Murphy has said more than once that every good person who has made contributions to Transia is entitled to Transia's embrace and unconditional acceptance.

I think that's not just a polite remark.

We have been through so many things under his leadership. You should know what kind of person Lord Murphy is. Even if you don't believe us, you should at least believe him, right?"

"I"

Lao Yang looked at the document in his hand.

The successful example in front of him and Xiao Ashina's earnest persuasion made his originally firm mind waver. He looked at the people around him helplessly, and then looked at Xiao Ashina. It was not until Xiao Potato reached out and held Lao Yang's trembling hand that he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

He stood up and said:
"I have to go back to Transia and ask him in person. Please let me think about it."

(End of this chapter)