Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 1427 - 370: Don’t Go, Fellow Countryman—This Item Is Fated for Me (2)

On the screen, two clan members enter the capture channel of the Game Space through the Transmission Channel.Shortly after, they arrive in the Game Space.

When the contest begins, neither of the two clan members cheat in the first round, relying solely on luck to roll the dice.

Ten minutes later, the second group of clan members sets out.

One clan member turns around before entering the Teleportation Array and gives him a thumbs up:

"Life Master, rest assured, we’ll lose without giving them any fault to find."

Life Throat stands aside, watching the clan members enter the Teleportation Array playfully, and activates the array with a swift thought.

During this time, he buys Energy Baryte from the Player Mall to replenish the energy required for teleportation.

As more and more clan members are teleported to the Game Space, Life Throat does not go again but watches the actions of the clan members via livestream.

During this, he notices the inappropriate Star Network and sends reminders through bullet comments.

The clan members’ acting satisfies him greatly; sometimes they shake their head in frustration due to failure, sometimes they sigh at drawing useless cards. The flawed operations and the occasional tense expressions on their faces are exactly the kind of plot development he wants.

When the first group faces defeat in the contest, Life Throat decisively opens the forum to check the Competition Faction section.

Especially those newly selected players.

During the Barbarian Slave’s speech, Life Throat’s gaze scans the Alien Race figures standing with the players.

He finds no members of the Youlü Council.

He feels a bit disappointed.

But after all, the Ancient God Arena is a layered space, even if players enter every moment, the chances of encountering Youlü Council members are very low.

Only with more wins does a batch of players have a better chance of meeting each other.

He chooses to ask the Guidance directly for an answer.

The response he gets excites him to clench his fist.

As he expected, the current batch of Youlü Council members has been sent to the Jile Palace and the Ancient God Arena respectively.

As for why they do this, he can mostly guess.

Apart from the mental torture battlefield over at Earth Thought Bully, players also have two factions for sincere mutual brushing, temporarily without any conflict of interest, borrowing each other’s Rule Logic to enhance their own faction’s Combat Power.

The first faction is the Ancient God Race dominating the Death Sea Domain.

The arena they have established is like the "master" cultivation base of the Player Faction.

Players who follow this growth path study combat techniques daily, forming a gathering ground for the strongest individual combat power players.

Since the game’s opening, many famous technique-flow players have been cultivated.

Moreover, to increase the efficiency of producing Rule-derived Energy, the Ancient God Arena selects a batch of Warriors for training at intervals.

From these training programs, players learn many deep usage techniques of abilities.

Secondly, there’s Ah Le Training Ground, the strongest newbie cultivation base.

Since the game’s opening, it has delivered a large number of elites to various game mode factions, making it the most suitable scene for players’ early-stage growth transitions.

Its importance is not at all inferior to the Imperial Tomb Village battlefield.

Both are training grounds capable of continuously producing massive resource revenues for the Player Faction.

Dispatching Youlü Council members to the Jile Palace and Ancient God Arena as welfare packages eventually results in resources feeding back to the players and returning to the faction.

Clearly, the way of exploiting the bug is feasible, and Life Throat completely relaxes his tension, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

The real show begins.

...

Two days later.

Batches of Destiny Clan players enter and exit the contest venue with the stance of cannon fodder.

Each time they leave after failing, they bring along a batch of Youlü Council members to accompany them in demise.

This issue quickly garners the attention of the Youlü Council’s higher-ups.

At this moment, the Youlü Council’s meeting hall is filled with virtual figures sitting on an ocean formed by gathering energy.

Thousands of red dots flicker on the centrally suspended crystal ball.

Each red dot represents a clan member who has lost contact.

They’re guided to an unknown area by the "Clan Brand" initiated after the butchering action.

This time, however, the situation is somewhat unusual.

Usually, the loss of contact of slaughter squads isn’t probed deeply.

The Monster World is rife with crises, encountering formidable forces or facing sudden risks is quite common.

But this time, 57 slaughter squads have completely lost contact in a short period, totaling 3363 missing clan members.

Logically, even when facing strong resistance, there should at least be a signal of energy feedback.

Yet right now, all dispatched squads seem to disappear into thin air at the moment of teleportation, leaving not a trace of struggle.

This isn’t a natural loss of contact; it seems like they’re deliberately cut off from communication by some external force, leaving clan members as disconnected kites unable to send even a last distress signal back to the clan.

The leading Youlü Chairman at this time gazes at a figure in front and then waves his fingers towards the central crystal ball.

As the derivative Rule Energy of the Game Space rapidly dissipates, the spatial coordinates containing the remnants of clan presence slowly emerge.

"Youxuan, track and investigate the specific situation based on the residual spatial fluctuations."

"I’m setting off now."

Youxuan, who gives the response, suddenly solidifies into a dark blue virtual figure, raises his hand to extract spatial coordinate information from the crystal.

Then transforms into a light blue stream of light, rushing out of the ocean of energy.

He doesn’t choose conventional Space Transmission but directly mobilizes internal energy to rip through space along the trajectory marked by the crystal ball.

The spatial barriers along the way ripple layer by layer in front of him, requiring precise calculations to penetrate nodes that seem to have been paved by invisible power in advance.