Lead Dove played with the hand crossbow in his hand as he spoke.
The contraption he held was worn yet exquisite in texture and incredibly well-modelled. It was heavy and felt solid in his hand, a far cry from the dazzling cheap goods with only textures that could be seen in other games.
The arrow placed in the bow cast a chilling glow under the moonlight, looking like a finely made killing weapon that he simply adored.
What was even more amazing was the realistic feel, it was as if he had truly crossed into another world. His mind didn't lag at all with the gaming body!
Zero delay, so dope!
The other two guys from his dorm felt the same.
One of them proudly strapped two hunting war blades on his waist using the weapon belt he'd taken off, while the other picked up half a sword and cosplayed as the Cotton Quilt King, enjoying himself thoroughly.
After all, which big boy could resist the allure of real weapons?
Normally, they would even cherish a perfectly formed tree branch, wishing they could find an innocent canola field to practice. Not to mention real weapons that could crack open skulls?
As for the armors, despite being blood-stained, the players accepted them gladly.
These were gears!
Even though they didn't know if these could add attributes, everyone knew the benefits of having high armor.
However, putting them on was quite a hassle. The three little players took several minutes to help each other and still couldn't get them on properly. In the end, it was Maxim who couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to teach them how to fasten the armor straps properly.
Blood Servant found these three warriors silly, just like urban children who found everything fresh on their first visit to the countryside.
After sorting these out, Lead Dove suddenly saw Maxim gesturing at them, then the NPC, wielding the Swift Sword, headed towards the seemingly dead village.
The three little players looked at each other, guessing and assuming in confusion that this was a "new mission".
"Damn, this game is really real. It's thrilling enough, but how come there's no player interface? No prompts for receiving missions? 'Shouldn't there be an exclamation mark above his head that only we can see?" asked Lead Dove's obedient son "Akuen".
"Isn't it finished yet? But this is basic functionality."
"Don't ask me, I don't know either."
Lead Dove rolled his eyes, followed Maxim into the village. Seeing the sieved carriage and the terrible corpses inside, he felt a little sick and turned his head, curling his lips and said:
"We still can't understand what these NPCs are saying. Only the handsome guide NPC can communicate with us. Who knows what this game company is thinking."
"Maybe it hasn't reached that test stage?"
Another dorm buddy "Spicy GuGu Chicken", wielding the half-sword and walking with a swagger, felt like he was a hero. He said:
"After all, the game testing must be done step by step. Don't rush, look at their awesome virtual reality technology. It's just a matter of time before we get a player interface, right?"
"That makes sense."
The little players nodded, following Maxim deeper into the village.
That being said, it's a bit too quiet for such a big village at this small hour, isn't it...
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"These noobs... They managed to mess up such a great match where I alone had the upper hand with an 8V4 situation. Are today's gamers all playing with their feet?"
Murphy, who was resting outside the village, complained as he rested.
He just checked, and it would take three days for a player to be resurrected!
This meant that even if those four "missing" little players came online, he would only have seven players available. Losing one-third of his manpower in an instant made Murphy feel a little heartbroken.
It seemed that brute force wasn't working. He needed to use some strategy.
"But the first field test is finally done, let's check out the rewards first."
Murphy took a deep breath, planning to reward himself.
But before he could check his character card, he suddenly felt goosebumps rising on his back. The shock made Murphy stand up instantly.
The moment he turned his head, he heard a thunderous bang. One-sixth of Morlan Village was swallowed by the blazing fire that erupted with a booming blast.
What...
What the hell is going on again?!