On the fifth day of the reincarnation game's launch, most players were still excited, while some were starting to lose their minds.
Civilian players, who had initially been scared, soon discovered that they would not die in the game and could buy food and gold from the virtual shop. This raised their gameplay level to match that of the ninjas. Although they lacked combat skills, most of them substituted their real lives with monsters during battles. With the resurrection point deduction mechanics, the artificial body had no concept of real death; if a limb was broken, it was reattached; if the head was severed, it was put back on.
Sora's consumption for restoring the artificial body was minimal, and as enhancements were tied to the player's soul, even an upgraded artificial body required few EXP points.
In the bustling commercial street of the capital, Shiro, the white-haired lolita, was holding crystallized sticks and fried chicken nuggets. With her mouth full of grease, she asked, "If there's a fee for resurrection, won't that decrease players' enthusiasm?"
Sora, biting into a piece of fried chicken covered in sauce, replied, "You don't understand. Now, most players have already obtained a profession."
"The ninjas are even more impressive. They all have professions. They're accumulating hundreds of EXP points daily by killing corrupted monsters."
Shiro, with the last piece of fried chicken in hand, asked, "But the resurrection fee is ten times higher if you resurrect at the death location compared to a normal resurrection."
Sora smiled and explained, "You don't have to resurrect at the death location. You can choose a normal resurrection and be teleported directly to the Apprentice Village."
The white-haired lolita, curious, bit into a crystallized stick and asked, "So, resurrecting at the location doesn't make sense?"
They approached a busy stall, and Shiro, struggling to see, was lifted by Sora for a better view.
Sora explained with a grin, "There are always exceptions. If you encounter a rare elite monster and die at that moment, would you really prefer to return to the city to resurrect?"
Shiro quickly realized the intentions behind Sora's explanation.
Sora, with a sinister smile, continued, "If you go back to the city and run back to the same spot, the elite monster might have already left."
"So, I prepared the option to resurrect at the location for players."
"I don't care about EXP points. My best days were when I was a businessman. This is a voluntary behavior of the players."
Shiro, with a relieved expression, considered herself lucky not to be a player targeted by Sora's strategies.
With the dissatisfied gaze of some spectators, Sora calmly approached the center of the stall.
"I choose number nine!" shouted a mature woman with long blonde hair, tall, and with a charming demeanor.
With a purple diamond mark on her forehead and red lips, she appeared quite elegant. After opening the chosen clay pot, she revealed a delicate minotaur.
The woman, named Tsunade, slammed her hand on the table, nearly toppling it. "It's the Minotaur again! I want the grand prize!"
The short-haired woman beside Tsunade, holding a piglet, pulled her by the arm and said, "Tsunade-sama, stop playing. If you spend all the money on this, we'll end up sleeping on the streets."
Tsunade, holding the minotaur with an unsatisfied look, pointed to a modest clay pot in the corner. "I want the Bunny Teemo doll."
Before she could say more, Sora stepped in. "Congratulations on your grand prize, a Bunny Teemo doll!"
The atmosphere grew a bit tense. Tsunade looked closely at the snow-white doll. Sora handed the doll to Shiro, who was beside him.
With the grand prize revealed, the spectators began to disperse. Tsunade, with clenched teeth, watched as the young man unexpectedly took her prize. "Stop!"
"Me?" Sora asked, surprised.
He recognized the ninja in front of him, Princess Tsunade of the Hidden Leaf Village, famous throughout the ninja world.
Sora knew that the grand prize was inside the pot that Tsunade wanted. In his second year in the Naruto world, he, without funds, wrote popular novels based on League of Legends and later sold doll peripherals, inflating their prices to exorbitant values.
Tsunade, who had spent most of her money on the pots, saw her two-million prize taken. It was no wonder she was so enraged.
Tsunade, with a confused expression and unsure how to react, watched Sora hand over the grand prize without hesitation.
Sora thought to himself: Who doesn't like blondes and big breasts? Of course, these are superficial thoughts. As the master of the reincarnation game, I value more the potential of players.
With combat skills and soul strength, Tsunade showed herself to be a candidate for an elite player, an unexpected surprise. Although a broad recruitment strategy could quickly accumulate points, having an elite team was essential to conquer difficult dungeons and final bosses. Tsunade had the potential to be an elite player.
*(End of chapter)*