In the underground laboratory of the Imperial Capital of the Great Desolate Kingdom, the psychologist, social behavior scientist, and famous science fiction author were all analyzing the 12 closed beta players on the big screen.
" Player 2 has committed suicide three times in two hours. He has a strong desire to give up and has an erratic personality. I suspect that he has a certain degree of self-destructive tendencies and doesn't mind direct contact. This guy is very likely to stab his teammate for fun.”
"However, judging from the circumstances of his death, every time a player dies, his subjects will disappear and will be randomly generated again after rebirth.”
" Player No. 5 has been trying to take off the clothes of a female subject. He has a wretched personality and suspects that his identity on Earth is an otaku or a senior bachelor. Based on the electric sparks that appear on his body, it can be judged that all wretched behavior is prohibited in the game system. The worse the plot, the more severe the punishment. The most serious punishment can be death.”
"Player 7 doesn't have a clear sense of utility and is just going with the flow. He should be a tourist among the players and is not recommended for contact.”
In the video, the female player numbered 7 was picking flowers and weaving garlands with her subjects. She was smiling like a 200-pound child, unaware that if she did not find food and water quickly, she and her subjects would not live for more than a few days.
" Player No. 10 is very rational and decisive. He has a clear sense of the big picture and worries. He is the one who fits the criteria the most out of the 12 known Players. Your Majesty, I suggest that the dynasty contact him first and then use him to guide the other Players.”
The most famous psychology professor in the empire gave Jiang Chen the analysis report he and dozens of other experts had made.
Jiang Chen took the report and looked at Qi Sheng on the screen, who was trying his best to start a fire. He nodded.
"Sure, but you have to wait a few more days."
"There's a difference between icing on the cake and sending charcoal in the snow. Only after they've been beaten up can they understand the beauty of our Great Desolate Empire.”
"Continue to monitor and let the drones continue to expand the search range. Pay attention to concealment and send this analysis report to the Foreign Education Department. Tell them to prepare.”
"Military Minister."
"Your subject is here!"
"Tell my brave soldiers that it is time to release those hungry little cuties.”
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
A series of orders made the huge empire operate like a machine. 12 large cargo planes took off from the border and landed in the forest 1 km away from the 12 players.
Hundreds of soldiers carried the iron cages and sealed boxes out of the cargo plane and released the wild beasts and poisonous insects that had been starved for a long time.
Presumably, these little guys would bring endless surprises to the players.
Moreover, as the players moved, there would be more " little cuties " that would be thrown into the wilderness at the right time to ensure the players '" game experience."
That's right. Jiang Chen was very hospitable to his fellow Earthlings.
Don't misunderstand. Jiang Chen wasn't doing this out of some kind of evil interest.
Sending charcoal in the snow, sending charcoal in the snow, how could they send the charcoal out without first creating an 'artificial snowfall'?
Time flew by. A week later, the number of players discovered had increased from 12 to 34.
These 34 players were no longer as energetic as when they first entered the game. Some of them even quit the game and gave up on the closed beta.
There was no other way. It was too difficult. It was really too f * cking difficult.
A slight scratch on their skin would cause some beasts to come knocking on their doors. If they were not careful about their surroundings, they would be bitten by poisonous insects and contract a disease. Drinking raw water would cause diarrhea. During this period of time, the Players had also discovered that their subjects were not as useful as they had imagined. Without weapons, they would not be able to do anything other than fill the stomachs of the beasts.
Not to mention development, the Players could not even guarantee the most basic survival. Even Qi Sheng, who was the most cautious among the 34 Players, had died more than 10 times this week.
If they searched for resources to summon new subjects, they would die on the way. They would be stuck in their original positions and would not be able to develop. Everything seemed to have fallen into an endless cycle, making people feel helpless and cold.
It was no wonder that some people would quit the game. Civilization was real, but who would play a game to get tortured? They all played it to relax. It was better to play the Alliance's computer than to play this game.
On the contrary, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room were more active than before.
"It's really tragic. This streamer's eyes are glowing with greed when he sees bugs. I suspect that a new Master Bei will be born in a few days.”
" Actually, I'm not a person who likes to gloat, but I can't help it. Hahahaha…"
"What about morals? What about empathy? The closed beta players are already like this, and you guys are still laughing. Add me in, hahahaha…"
"Previous poster, aren't you guys laughing too early? We'll probably have the same experience in the future.”
"What's there to be afraid of? We won't die anyway. At most, we'll form a team.”
"Right, I can't imagine that an alliance of a few hundred players can't conquer the wilderness.”
……
In the underground laboratory, Jiang Chen looked at the players 'desperate expressions on the big screen. He finally decided to let them go.
"It's time. Going too far is as bad as falling short. Let the foreign education department contact player number 10.”
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
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