Chapter 165 Battlefield Map
It is absolutely impossible to let players receive military training in the game.
This is not a question of whether the "dog planner" vest will be greeted by players in a polite and easy-going manner, but a question of whether it may cause players to riot.
It's not uncommon for stupid players to kill all the NPCs in the city to express their demands and show off their martial arts skills. This is common in large-scale MMORPG games with a slightly higher degree of freedom. If the NPCs in World of Warcraft and Sword 3 had self-awareness, there would definitely be a lot of MMP to say.
But as the saying goes, as long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than problems.
Capitalists want their employees to work hard. If they say bluntly, "I'll have to work 996 every day this year so that I can buy a Rolls-Royce Phantom next year," their employees will hit them on the head with an ashtray.
If we put it another way, and glorify the exploitation of surplus value as the embodiment of corporate culture, the struggle for success, and the ultimate pursuit of life value, then more people will be willing to accept 996 - not only will they accept it themselves, but they will also mock those lazy colleagues who are unwilling to sacrifice their hair for the boss's new luxury car as being like dogs.
In short, although we cannot directly ask players to undergo military training in order to build an empire for Yang, we can still use other methods to make players willingly accept a militarized command system of the semi-feudal era, have the awareness of obeying orders during combat, and have the attitude of putting the achievement of mission objectives as the first priority.
For example, by designing a battlefield honor system, adding a cheap military rank system, and placing some mass-produced high-quality equipment as prizes, you can attract players to the battlefield to unleash their passion and youth.
Summoner's Rift, Warsong Gulch, Alterac Valley, Cloud Lake, the Silk Road...these were all great places where Yang Qiu had spent his youth and blood.
The only problem is... this alien world is not a game, and everything in this alien world is not data. If you want to add new scenes, you can't just force programmers to work 996 for a few more months.
In this regard, Yang Qiu said that programmers have their own way of doing things, and magicians have their own way of doing things.
When the online players received the announcement of the battlefield beta version, Yang Qiu was riding on the ferocious head of a black bone dragon, looking at the world below that looked like a primitive wasteland with satisfaction.
The dark red moon hangs high in the sky, and under the foggy sky in the distance is a huge steel city built on the giant mountains, which is beyond the imagination of human beings.
Beneath the towering city walls, tens of thousands of demon creatures were engaging in an extremely brutal, meat-mincing fight.
The tank-sized demonized mole rushed through the chaos until it was shot through the head by the headless knight.
The scarred giant tree demon was possessed by a swarm of fire ants and most of its body was burned. It roared unwillingly and fell down trembling.
"The Lord of Disaster is here to cause trouble for the Lord of Fear again."
Yang Qiu said this with emotion, then turned around and said with a smile to the two pale-faced brothers riding on the necks of the bone dragons: "This is the most suitable battlefield for training the undead, what do you think?"
Captain Wagner Peter and Captain Kenn, who came to the dimensional demon world for the first time: "..."
"The feud between these two demon kings is known to everyone in the tenth level of the demon world. However, the Lord of Disaster is a very stingy person. We cannot let Him know that humans from the material plane have sneaked in and secretly used His monsters to train soldiers."
As Yang Qiu said this, he controlled the bone dragon to bypass the battlefield in front of him.
No matter which dimension of the Demon Realm, bone dragons are "walking all over the place" and their appearance is not conspicuous in this world. The last time Yang Qiu came to find a flying mount, he had just torn open the barrier of the dimensional Demon Realm and came over when he encountered a large group of bone dragons. He just picked the largest one.
After making a big circle and letting the two old brothers drink the high-altitude northwest wind for a long time, Yang Qiu quietly landed in a canyon on the southwest side of the giant mountain, which was neither far nor close to the main battlefield.
“It’s nice here.”
After putting the two old men down from the bone dragon's neck to catch his breath and calm down, Yang Qiu looked around, then took out his staff, sprinkled some magic powder, and used earth magic to dig a big hole in the mountain wall.
"One resurrection point is enough, but two military tents are needed. It will be meaningless without confrontation." Yang Qiu muttered, and sprinkled magic powder again to drive earth magic. He built an earthen house of the same specifications as the town hall of Exile Town on both sides outside the cave.
After taking out supplies from the space ring and letting Wagner and Kane settle down on their own, Yang Qiu entered the cave he had just dug out, set up the "Modified Spirit Brand Core", and added a layer of Undead Summoning (resurrection and teleportation function) - all done.
Death on the battlefield certainly cannot cause players to log off and wait for half an hour. Yang Qiu has a lot of things to do on hand, and it is impossible for him to stay in this level of the demon world and serve as a resurrection power bank for players, so he decided to be extravagant - he stuffed a magic core into the brand core.
The magic core is a magical energy body that is purer than the pure magic crystal. Only a very small number of monsters can accidentally give birth to it. In the "drop list" set by Yang Qiu, it belongs to the golden legendary material. If purchased on the market, its value is equal to the same weight of gold.
Since the launch of "Another World", players have only found about ten of them, all of which were exchanged for by Yang Qiu using his worthless territory reputation... ahem.
After setting up the teleportation resurrection point, Yang Qiu started to make a teleportation point for the living - Wagner and Kane were flesh and blood after all, it would be unfair to ask them to be on duty 24 hours a day, so the battlefield only needs to be open for 12 hours every alien day.
The material world is the main world, and the tenth level of the demon world is the dimensional world, and they all belong to the same plane. High-level black magicians can manually tear open the dimensional barrier. The tearing feeling produced by a living person using a teleportation array is not as exaggerated as returning to Earth from another world... At most, it will cause a little dizziness.
Coming out of the cave, I saw two battlefield NPCs just moving the supply boxes into their respective mud houses and then standing there blankly, not knowing what to do. So I waved to them over and gave each of them a booklet.
"Your mission is to wait for our undead friends to come and report to you, then organize them and go to the main battlefield over there to fish in troubled waters." Yang Qiu said generously, "I have a trivial relationship with the Lord of Fear. He is much more generous than the Lord of Disaster and will not mind us visiting his demon world."
Ken had to bow his head under the eaves, but Wagner refused to do so. He pointed to the direction of the main battlefield where the sound of fighting could be heard and said, "Wait a minute. How can you tell which of those weird-looking monsters are enemies and which are friends?"
"Don't worry, the undead can tell them apart." Yang Qiu said with a smile, "You guys clean up the area and make it look like a stronghold. I have to go and communicate with the disaster army."
Then he patted his butt and walked away, leaving the two brothers in bewilderment.
"I actually ended up in the demon world?" Ken said doubtfully.
Wagner sighed, turned back to the mud house, found tools from the supply box, and resigned himself to cleaning the ground around him.
When Yang Qiu said that he had a "trivial little acquaintance" with the master of this level of the demon world, he was describing it truthfully without any exaggeration or modesty - he was received by the Demon King of this level of the demon world, but the other party definitely did not remember who he was.
When high-level black magicians come to the dimensional demon world to find summons, they will inevitably deal with the local natives. The demons in the dimensional demon world are not as chaotic and disorderly as people in the material world have presumptuously speculated. They are actually an intelligent race with their own social system and rules and regulations.
Of course, not every level of the countless dimensional demon world has a relatively orderly demon civilization. For example, in a chaotic demon world where there is not even a demon king, a black magician will not go there unless he has nothing to do, as that is tantamount to seeking his own death.
Not every level of the ten demon realms is open to you, each of which has a powerful demon king in charge of order. For example, you absolutely cannot go to the demon realm of disasters and the demon realm of infinity - the demon king of the former is almost a madman, and the demon king of the latter is too deeply connected to the endless void and has gone completely crazy.
Yang Qiu summoned an undead horse and trotted to the southwest wall of the huge city, the location of which was known to all high-level black magicians. He looked up and shouted, "Dark magician Yang is here to visit His Majesty the Lord of Terror," and then skillfully took out a beautifully wrapped gift and held it high above his head.
Ten seconds later, a dull "click" sound came from the seemingly seamless city wall, and a hidden small door quietly opened.
A tough guy who looked only slightly more gentle than the actor who played Li Kui, looked extremely similar to a human, but had a single horn on his forehead and was wearing a full set of heavy armor, came out of the small door.
This gatekeeper of the demon clan... He only looks similar to a human at a glance. A normal person would never think so if there was a reference: Yang Qiu was riding on an undead horse, but it was not even as high as the other person's chest .
The oversized demon gatekeeper took the gift from Yang Qiu very skillfully and said politely in the common language of the main material plane: "Human black magician, His Majesty is busy fighting the enemy and has no time to meet you. Go and do your thing."
The Realm of Dread is the best choice for black magicians to "visit", and the gatekeepers are very skilled...
"I don't mean to bother you, Your Majesty. I have seen the army of disasters." Yang Qiu smiled and nodded. "If you don't mind, I hope to set up a small base not too far from the main battlefield, so that my men can fight for Your Majesty."
It's quite common for black magicians to practice their skills when they come to the demon world to "visit" it... Just don't try to ask the demons for a commission, because the demons won't pay.
The demon gatekeeper was obviously not the first time to hear such a request, and said casually: "Please, black magician, but if anything happens to your base, we don't have the manpower to rescue you."
"Of course I don't dare to make such an unreasonable request." Yang Qiuduo knew the nature of the demons very well, and said with a smile, "I just hope to obtain some symbols of the fear army to avoid accidental injuries."
"Wait a moment." It was not the first time that the demon gatekeeper had heard such a request. He stepped back inside and closed the side door.
Ten minutes later, the hidden side door was pushed open again, and the oversized gatekeeper came out and handed a crystal emitting a purple glow to Yang Qiu: "Let your hands be stained with a trace of my master's aura, so that there will be no accidental injuries."
Yang Qiu took the Fear Crystal and gave the gatekeeper a personal gift to express his gratitude - if you ask the gatekeeper to do extra things for you without giving him a gift, you won't be able to invite him back next time without paying double the price. This is the experience of senior black magicians.
Even the specifications of gifts when visiting the demon world, the black magicians have summarized quite a nanny-level experience sharing:
If you are just looking for a few summons and are leaving, you can just give them some exquisite accessories, silver accessories will do.
If they live there permanently (there are indeed black magicians who stay in the demon world for several months or even years), you have to give them gifts of higher value, such as gold jewelry, exquisite works of art (paintings, statues, etc.), and fine silk products.
If you ask the gatekeeper to run errands or pass on a message, you have to give him wine, food, silver jewelry... The price doesn't have to be too high, but you have to be polite.
The style of the demons is rough and casual, and the exquisite accessories and artworks from the material world are quite popular here.
In addition, the demons are somewhat carefree and unconcerned about details, and are even easier to deal with than many humans (demons are not as warlike as humans). The only mistake they must not make is to be rude - they will never accept being looked down upon or offended, and pretending to be cool in front of demons will often result in an ugly death.
By giving away a set of bone china handicrafts worth 19.9 yuan from Pinduoduo and a bottle of plum wine, a specialty of Province G, and getting permission from the friendly forces of the Dread Demon Clan, the Demon Realm Battlefield ·Battlefield Test Version can be officially opened to players.
Currently, each round of battlefield opening can only accommodate fifty players, or two groups of twenty-five players. Those who miss the opportunity will need to queue up.
When Yang Ying, Tang Jia, En Buzeng and others ran to the town hall to see if this new battlefield mode was fun, they found that one group's position had been occupied by La Hong Ge's people, and the other group's position had also been occupied by Qin Guan, Miao Bi Sheng Hua and others.
"It seems that we have no chance this round. Should we wait in line for the next round?" En Buzeng glanced at the crowd standing inside and outside the town hall, shook his head, and said to his friends.
"You can only get a queue spot if you form a team. Where can we find so many patient players to wait together?" Tang Jia said disappointedly.
"Hmm? It seems like there aren't enough people over at Huahua's place?" Yang Ying discovered that the number of people standing outside the door was not right, less than twenty.
Tang Jia's eyes lit up, and she immediately ran over to Miaobishenghua shamelessly, enthusiastically promoting herself: "Huahua, don't you have enough people here? Do you think we can join you? You know how powerful Sister Ying is. She is invincible when she partners with me. Qingyue can heal, and Jialuo has high output~"
Before Miaobishenghua could speak, Qin Guan, who usually didn't like to bring outsiders to play, replied in a rare way: "Okay, sure, how many of you are there? Come on and join the group."
Miaobishenghua closed his mouth with his mouth half opened.
Give me some medicine and take the most capable group of elites to open up new land in the depths of the poisonous fog swamp. Qin Guan is willing to form a team of "outsiders" because he doesn't want to lose to Brother Lahong in the first battle... Forget it, it's good enough that we can play together, don't worry about the details.
There were still four vacancies in Qin Guan's group. Tang Jia turned around to look at her own team... and without hesitation, she left the orange cat behind and pulled En Bu Zeng, Yang Ying and Jia Luo into the group.
The orange cat boss wanted to cry but had no tears: "Hey, you're abandoning me just like that? Do you still have any heart?"
"It's okay, Orange Cat. There will definitely be a place for you when we form our own group later." Yang Ying consoled him. "Now it's the peak time online so it's easier to form a group. You can either find a random group or hang out with them."
"Forget it, I'll find a task to do first and then we'll talk about it when you guys come out." The orange cat boss said aggrievedly.
Jialuo was still stabbing him in the back: "Sister Ying, please don't try to persuade him to join a wild group. He definitely won't go. When he joins the group, everyone praises the boss for his good equipment. But soon after he kills monsters, he is criticized for being a bad player with low output and wasting his godly equipment. How frustrating."
"Galuo!!" the orange cat boss roared.
Unfortunately, Jialuo didn't hear the anger of the orange cat boss, and all the people joined the group to make up the number, and the players of the two groups were teleported (summoned) away.
The dark red moon and the gloomy sky, as far as the eye can see is the desolate and bleak land that seems to have no end, as well as the towering mountains in the distance and a huge steel city that is almost integrated with the mountains.
The whistling wind brought with it the faint sound of fighting, as if some horrible beast was howling in fear before death, and there were also shrill cries that did not sound like those of a living person, as if ringing in the ears.
Tang Jia ran out of the cave where she was teleported. Seeing such a grand and magnificent battlefield map that could not be seen in any PC or console games, her jaw dropped. "Fuck... Such a huge map, is this the "Otherworld" version of Alterac Valley?"
Miaobishenghua also came out, looking around curiously, muttering, "I thought the map was too small to allow only 25 people to enter. Even the birthplace and resurrection point share the same place... Forty people is enough for such a large map?"
"They didn't allow the 40-man group in. There must be a reason why too many people can't enter." Qin Guan said calmly, "Or maybe it's just that the distance is full of textures and the actual scene is not very big. Many online games do this."
"Poster?" En Bu Zeng looked at the huge mountain in the distance that was beyond imagination and the castle on the mountain.
Such an exaggerated building is indeed impossible to appear in reality - compared with this castle, the Burj Khalifa is like a simple small building that can be built by a construction team with a high school education. Anyway, since entropy does not increase, it is hard to imagine how such a fantastic building can be built by manpower.
"...I think I'm overthinking it." En Buzeng let out a light breath.
"Qingyue, what did you say?" Tang Jia vaguely heard something and turned around.
"Nothing, the wind is too strong." En Buzeng waved his hand and walked out with the crowd. "Hey, where are Sister Ying and Jialuo?"
Entropy does not increase. Stand still, stand on tiptoe and look back...
Yang Ying and Jia Luo were still in the cave and hadn't come out.
"Sister Ying, Jialuo, follow us!" En Buzeng hurriedly squeezed back.
"Here it comes, wait a minute!"
Seeing clearly why the two friends were dragging their feet and falling behind, En Bu Zeng almost laughed out of anger: "Don't pick up that piece of amethyst, it's just a sticker decoration! How can you pick up something that you can't identify the information of the item and take it away!"
