Chapter 120 Build a Small Nest
Just as William had expected, around 40 to 50 thousand players had appeared outside the City of Dawn. These rookie players had either queued to enter the city, or spawned inside the city.
It was almost the same for the two other human nations. 40 to 50 thousand players were at their doorsteps.
During the first wave of the game Beta, there were only 15 players. But over the course of next year, the number of players in China would increase and reach to 300 thousand. It would bring the total number of players around the world in 7 digits.
William's dazzling behavior in the game Beta had caused a large group of players to become attracted to the City of Dawn.
The original inhabitants had received news from the heavens. Thus, it was inevitable that they would be curious about these chosen ones. They observed the players' actions as if they were watching monkeys.
After all, the players acted crazily.
Some had started dancing in the streets. They shook, swayed, stretched, kicked, and did the Thomas flare…
A winged player broke his wings as he could not get the wings to fold.
His expression became full of hatred, and he pulled off his wings, decisively killing himself. Turning into a ray of white light, he disappeared in the sky. The money in his pockets was left on the ground, and a group of players immediately rushed forth to steal it…
The NPCs were touched and became full of admiration towards this suicide attempt. They commented "boss is amazing" and "boss, 666".
After just a few moments, the winged player, who had killed himself, revived. He returned to the streets and started dancing again and showed no care about the money that he lost.
Yes, it was as if he was a tycoon…
"These players. The truth is that they are carefree. Their top priority is standing around in the streets…" William showed a deep understanding of this situation. "But isn't it a bit early? They should at least become a professional and wear some decent clothes before standing in the streets."
Luckily, not all the players were slacking off. Some impatient ones had started to find missions.
When the civilians discovered that the guards did not stop the chosen ones from running about, they were relieved. They continued to observe them secretly.
They realized that the players had a strange mentality of wanting to help. It seemed like if you did not allow them to help, they would commit suicide within minutes…
For a period of time, the civilians could only issue many missions.
At the entrance of the mercenary guild in the City of Dawn,
Changli Jiuge and Angry Fatty met again. As old players from the internal testing, they wanted to confirm whether they still belonged in the Dawn Mercenary Team.
It went without saying. They were still members of the Dawn Mercenary Team. But due to some problems with their levels, they temporarily could not accept any missions. They would only be able to recover their past Status if they become professionals again.
"Let's level up first. After that, as professionals from the Glory Club, we will be able to join the Dawn Mercenary Team." Changli Jiuge once again confirmed the benefits from the mercenary team and then left. His plan was to find some missions, level up to level 10, and then change his occupation.
Angry Fatty's eyes lit up. "What a good plan. We have to put everything into this. What about the subsidiary guilds under your club?"
"… Well, it's fine even if I tell you. They will also join." Once Changli Jiuge finished speaking, he ran off.
40 to 50 thousand players had gathered in the City of Dawn. They were accepting and carrying out various simple missions.
After all, the construction missions in the City of Dawn had never ceased. Thus, the players who had no skills could only choose these missions.
The job was basically that of a coolie.
The players showed their diligence in transporting bricks, wood, and alcohol. Their hard-working spirit and the ability to bear hardships touched the hearts of many NPCs. Many of them even thought that the chosen ones were like problem children who had climbed out of a poor place.
"I heard that the NPCs in the City of Dawn are all amazing." An Elven player sighed as he moved bricks.
"Exactly. The streets are filled with Advanced NPCs. That's right. Have you been to Vietnam? That place is full of elves. One check revealed that they were all bosses with hidden information."
"These elves had silver hair, and some of them even had black hair. I don't recall such elves being present during the internal testing."
"Heh heh, they weren't. I know something about it. The silver-haired elves are Moonlight Elves. And on the top of the highest tree is an Elven princess!" Someone suddenly revealed.
This info caused many players to gather. They whispered among themselves and discussed the info for a while. It was as if they were trying to link this with the promotional video.
Meanwhile, the forum also was having discussions on the same topic.
The players from the City of Dawn and the human nations had started to fight.
The reason was because the City of Dawn had become unusual to a certain extent.
A representative from the City of Dawn said, "Last year, I bought a list. There are very few Advanced NPCs in the human nations. You want to complain to the devs about the City of Dawn, and have them revise Gods. Why not kill yourself in the toilet?"
"Can't you see how many people are there in the human nations? Is the City of Dawn the only good city? Is it wrong for us to have a higher concentration of NPCs?"
A representative from the Iron Dukedom said, "My Charm is off the charts. I have obtained some hidden information. The Iron Dukedom has a grudge against the City of Dawn. You all, just wait for your deaths."
A representative from the Black Lava Dukedom said, "That aside, I also feel that there are too many high leveled NPCs in the City of Dawn. A complaint must be lodged."
"But if you remember the interlude video, in version 1.0, there would be three main characters in the battle. It is evident that they represent three nations. We will see one another again on the battlefield. Do not be afraid then."
A fierce battle of insults had begun.
The players did not have any resonance and sense of belonging to the place where they had spawned.
But this did not mean that people from new villages could complain, swear, or even insult them.
All in all, the players from the City of Dawn could scold their own cities, but the rest could not…
It was like how university students could scold their own alma mater, but other students could not. It was the same reasoning.
William enjoyed watching the fight in the forum, and he thought that this group of players was worth nurturing. But he could not look desperate now.
Thus, he waited for three days.
The Lord of the City of Dawn, the Dragon Slayer, the Royal Highness of the Elves, William officially appeared in the central square. He personally issued a notice.
It was transmitted to the entirety of the City of Dawn through the loudspeakers. It caused all the players to gather.
When a group of rookies, still dressed in new equipment, heard the notice, they knew that an important mission was about to be released. They quickly formed groups and came to the central square.
When they arrived, they found a handsome elf standing on the stage and waiting for them.
As some female players gazed upon William, they could not help but scream, "How handsome, how handsome, that is my husband…"
"He is my husband. Go away, you women!"
"Unsheathe your swords. He is my man." A muscular man laughed coldly. He looked at the city lord with the same passion as the female players.
As William saw all this, his expression remained blank, but he was smirking on the inside. When he saw that almost all the players had gathered, he said in a clear voice, "Chosen ones, I've observed all of you these three days. In this time, I found out that you are all capable, hardworking, and enthusiastic people."
"In particular, I acknowledge your courage in not fearing death. I ask you. Are you willing to help me?"
Meanwhile, a mission, which William had prepared beforehand, was sent out.
[Help to Build the City: City Lord William Blackleaf thinks that you are all very hardworking. You are the unlucky ones who have been abandoned by the heavens. He wants to help you build a new home. But as there is not enough manpower, he needs you to work with the NPCs and build a new district that will be your future home.]
[Mission Difficulty: C-]
[First Task: Build a Small Nest That Belongs to You]
[Mission Reward: 3000 experience]
"Damn, a chain mission? Why is the first mission already so impressive?" Someone could not help but shout out.
"Hey, the missions that our Lord issues are impressive. Just moving bricks, sending messages, and digging up herbs for a day only, fetches over 1000 experience points. I am only level 3. The experience we would gain from this mission is amazing…"
"Stop talking. Let's form groups. Does anyone want to build a new home with me? I can help you to unlock various positions."
When William saw that thousands of players had chosen to accept the mission, he finally showed a happy smile. What was this kind of mission called?
It was called binding tactics!
If he wanted to retain these players, he had to first give them a little nest to rest in.
Players showed approval to having their own homes in a game.
Furthermore, they did not need to spend their own money to buy a house. They could build it themselves. It would invoke a stronger sense of belonging.
Of course, the players definitely did not know how to build houses. But for that, there were NPCs who helped to design blueprints. The players had to just move bricks…
Subsequently, like a normal NPC, William stood on the stage at the central square and waited for players to come and accept missions.
