Two days after the game was rolled out, a wave of enthusiasm had already swept across the globe. Securing a game cabin without a reservation was nearly impossible. In the city where Mu You resided, online reservation slots were all booked up for the next two days, and it was the same situation in most other cities.
You could say the conditions Black set were quite severe.
But...
The young girl turned her head to look at the, 'game cabin', an apparatus in the corner of her room made out of an old bathtub, equipped with a lot of peripheral devices and cables. She was at a loss for words.
She had actually spent an entire day compiling heaps of data just to create this, two days ago.
She had even told the priest named 'Hei Fan' about it already.
But Black seemed to be completely clueless... it was as if he thought he was making things more difficult for her...
"Things are getting more and more chaotic~" Mu You adjusted her glasses and propped her shapely long legs (by proportion) on the table, pouting: "Oh well, he'll find out once he sees it~ I just need to be at the public space at seven-thirty p.m….Huh?!"
She suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Hold on! If it's at seven-thirty pm..."
...
Motan, at the moment, was comfortably sipping an instant coffee in front of his computer.
Just a few minutes ago, the barrage of targeted attacks and searches from SUN had finally ended. Despite the considerable momentum at the beginning, Motan wasn't surprised at all. After receiving the response, he confirmed that the girl named Double Leaf in the game was indeed SUN. As he predicted, she was probably thrown into a mild state of chaos at this moment.
All that's left now was to put on a 'good show'.
"A stupid hint, huh…" Motan blinked at the message on the screen, "without it, you would have probably uncovered even more."
He drained the last drops of his coffee, switched off the computer, and sat back down on the sofa, closing his eyes with a hint of amusement.
There was still a lot of time. Some details needed finetuning, and it had to be the kind that could be handled effortlessly even when he was in his alter ego form.
...
Seven-thirty p.m...
[Spiritual connection detected, synchronizing personal information...]
[Connection complete, loading character information...]
[Welcome back, Black Hei Fan, the absolute neutral. You are about to enter the realm of innocence. Goodnight]
Motan appeared in a quiet corner of the camp. This wasn't where he had logged out, it was a deserted military campsite. It wasn't far from Fenrir's squad's location.
"So logging in places you at a location that's nearest to you, and away from where any NPCs could see..." Motan quietly repeated what he'd read in an online forum, nodding to himself, "This is rather convenient."
At this moment in the game world, dawn was just breaking. Most of those without assignments in the autonomous camp were resting, hence it looked unusually quiet. However, it was almost time for Fenrir's squad to assemble.
After quickly figuring out the direction, Motan briskly walked towards his station. He soon spotted Ned and the others checking their weapons and equipment by their barrack.
"You're here?" Silverna had sharp eyes. Storing several Feather Arrows back into her quiver, she greeted Motan loudly, "Hurry up, we're about to leave."
Ned gave her a look, "Keep it down, there are still people resting. And we're out for patrol! Not a picnic!"
"Hmph! The lazy bums who are still sleeping at this hour have no right to complain about the noise!" Silverna stuck out her tongue, rebutting, "Besides, regular patrols are no different from a picnic, haven't things been quite peaceful recently?"
"That would be wonderful if true. There's more than one person who wants to live comfortably here." Ned shrugged and turned to Motan, "Need some weapons?"
Motan laughed mockingly and picked up the holy book that originally cost 20 copper coins, shaking it, "I'm good with this. We wouldn't expect a priest like me to spearhead the charge, would we?"
Crab, who was sharpening his axe, looked up and handed him a mallet from the shelf behind him, grinning, "Take it, soldier. It's free. If you don't like it, sell it for cash and buy me a drink."
"That's against the rules…" Ned commented half-heartedly, before lowering his voice to tell Motan who had picked up the mallet, "Unless you're buying me a drink, too. The weapon shop in the southern part of the city buys these types of things... you know about it, right..."
Motan measured the weight of the mallet in his hand and chuckled, "I know, I know. Speaking of which, hasn't Double Leaf arrived yet?"
In everyone's eyes, he was a property owner in Stacked Rock City, it would be strange if he didn't know even a smithy existed in the south of the city…
The problem right now was – why hadn't Double Leaf arrived yet?!?
[She wouldn't stand everyone up in order to meet me in the public space, right!? That would be problematic…]
"She's not here yet." Ned shrugged, "She doesn't stay in the camp like you. For a girl that's a mage, it's not easy to turn up this early."