My Players Are So Fierce

Brother Stick received an examination from the “Alpha Medical Team” at his home. Though they didn’t carry many instruments, just from their appearance and operation methods one could tell they were very advanced. The entire examination process took about an hour, after which Joy Stick also completed a not-too-lengthy psychological evaluation under the guidance of the lady who called herself “Chief Medical Officer”.

Finally, they left a medical report and departed.

When leaving, the short-haired girl with glasses advised Joy Stick:

“Don’t worry, your body is very healthy. Although your brain wave activity is a bit too active, it’s still within the healthy range and won’t cause any observable aftereffects. If I must say, I suggest you take some melatonin before bed these days to ensure you won’t dream.

Also, your cholesterol is a bit high, so pay attention to your diet afterward, exercise more, and don’t immerse yourself in the game world every day.”

“Awoo, thanks for looking after me.”

Brother Stick took his medical report and with a face full of smiles saw the medical team out of his house. Afterward, he took out his phone and called his “brother in misfortune”. Meow King on the other end was also completely confused.

After the call connected, he asked:

“Brother Stick, did you also get examined by Alpha company’s medical team? The people just left my place and even wrote me a prescription, telling me to drink it morning and night. I had a friend who studied medicine look at it and he said there’s no problem.

But honestly, Alpha company being so formal makes me a bit nervous.”

“What’s there to be nervous about, isn’t this the player benefit that Brother Alpha fought for?”

Joy Stick was quite carefree.

He opened a can of happy water, then flopped onto the sofa, looking at the medical report in his hand while casually saying into the phone:

“He mentioned before that he would consult with the medical team. I guess this house call might be because he called his colleagues in the medical team. They just said I don’t have any aftereffects, but to be safe they still need to observe for 7 days.

You also can’t log in for 7 days, why don’t we brothers take the chance to go out and about?

Since playing this ghost of a game, I haven’t really gone out for over a month, I’m about to rust.

By the way, we can find a temple to pray at, get rid of bad luck and such, and also pray for good fortune for you and your team members.”

“Do you think praying to real-world gods can affect luck in Transia? But you’re right, since there’s nothing else to do, alright then, I’ll pack up now, you say where to go.”

Meow King was quite decisive.

He had no idea that he actually didn’t need 7 days of observation, this “treatment” was all “fought for” by his good brother.

But since things had come to this, the two men happily agreed to climb Mount Lu together.

Brother Stick got up to pack and prepare to set out, not forgetting to log onto the forum to thank their beloved Brother Alpha.

“Huh?”

Murphy was completely confused when he received this message.

He was currently observing the production lines that would be transported to Anderma Hills in the Carpe family’s merchant convoy when he unexpectedly heard about the “medical team house call” from Brother Stick.

However, he knew his own situation best, he didn’t have any medical team!

He, Murphy, currently single-handedly served as all programmers in the development team, all night owls in the testing team, workers screwing in screws in the hardware team, and third-rate writers thinking up plots in the planning team. Only the testing work had an assistant “Xiao Cui” who only knew how to surf the web and chat.

How could he have the capability to recruit a group of professionals to form an offline medical team in another world?!

Needless to say, this must be the work of the “powerful department” on Brother Stick’s side.

But Murphy was absolutely confident in the security work of his system. He believed that even their powerful department couldn’t hack into the admin system to gather intelligence, so they only had one channel to obtain information!

He quickly logged onto the forum, and sure enough saw in today’s hot posts a joint post written by Joy Stick and Meow King, which detailed their “feat” of exploiting a BUG that got themselves locked out of the game for 7 days.

“Sigh, expecting them to keep secrets was impossible after all.”

Murphy felt extremely tired at this moment.

But he still mustered his spirits to cooperate with the other side’s “performance”, replying to Joy Stick:

“The medical team colleagues seem to work quite efficiently, very good. Since they’ve confirmed you have no issues, the testing team can be at ease too.

Oh, there’s another thing to tell you, the development team has decided not to delete the Korando sisters’ related quest chain for now, but because of your fancy moves, you’ve now been deeply bound to these sisters’ quest chain.

In other words, all quests related to them will become your ‘exclusive quests’ from now on.

As the testing team leader, I can’t reveal the quest contents to you, but I remind you to be prepared, these quest chains weren’t supposed to be implemented at this stage, their storyline is in the mid-late story, so the difficulty will be very very high.

And since you’re the first player vampire who completed the blood pact, the development team will also set up a dedicated observation program to record the entire process of interaction between you and your descendants to serve as reference and supplement for later special gameplay.

What I mean is you’d better not pull any fancy moves later, your every move will be monitored by dedicated personnel, so when getting along with Melia, those things that shouldn’t be done absolutely cannot be done.

Rest well these few days, you’ll have plenty to keep you busy after you log in.”

“No problem no problem, I’m young and strong, I can bear more pressure! Bring on more exclusive quests, I can take it!”

Brother Stick was very relaxed and didn’t feel any pressure.

He happily bid farewell to Brother Alpha then exited the forum, threw the powered-off game helmet into his travel suitcase, and started happily packing his travel luggage.

While under the border night sky of Transia, Murphy entered a thinking state again.

It wasn’t hard for him to guess why the other side had to “beat the grass to startle the snake” by impersonating Alpha company’s medical team for house calls.

They probably needed to confirm that 《Reality Realm》 wouldn’t have adverse effects on the real world, which also proved one of Murphy’s previous guesses, his “next-gen game” had indeed been targeted.

And if he wasn’t mistaken, all the testers currently in the game probably already had separate files with the powerful department.

Otherwise there was no way to explain why people “came visiting” less than 2 hours after Brother Stick’s post went up.

“No wonder the backend application numbers have had an obvious decline recently, looks like the other side must be secretly preventing the test applications from spreading further in various social circles.”

Murphy stroked his chin.

He connected various clues together and had a rough guess in mind, but how to respond became a difficult problem.

Although backend applications had slowed down, new applications arrived every day which proved the other side didn’t have enough technical capability to completely block the spread of 《Reality Realm》 test applications, they could only adopt these “secret observation” measures.

If it wasn’t for Joy Stick’s fancy moves, the other side definitely wouldn’t have acted so quickly, so the initiative was still in his hands.

Since that’s the case, might as well make it clear.

Murphy rubbed his brow.

He quickly made a decision, then in the blood pact’s sensing called for Lady Adele under his command who specialized in covert operations, and gave her some instructions.

After Murphy took care of this, there was a faint sound of wind from the night behind him, making Murphy turn his head to see Kudel folding his wings as he walked over.

The Civilian Protection Officer’s expression wasn’t good, probably related to his unexpected meeting with his granddaughter tonight.

Murphy looked past Kudel’s shoulder to further back, where a large bonfire had been lit. Many horses of the Carpe merchant convoy had been killed by the betraying Fire Fox mercenary band, and coupled with tonight’s attack causing the convoy to be unable to continue forward, so Miss Becky decided to rest in place.

That female knight was currently pestering Knight Valand with questions, her face full of curiosity about the winged cavalry.

Moreover, Murphy noticed that this tall blonde knight lady always had a kind of “tomboyish” feeling, completely different from the mannerisms he imagined of noble ladies.

“How does it feel meeting your descendant? Lord Kudel.”

Murphy leaned on his sword cane and asked in a subtle tone. Kudel sighed, saying very tiredly:

“Beyond imagination! I never thought the Seville family bloodline would walk such a strange path, but no matter what, seeing my granddaughter uphold the knight’s way still gives me, who has long been dead, a sense of comfort.

I need to discuss some things with you.

About Becky, my little peach,” he looked at Murphy and said very seriously:

“My granddaughter maintains a child’s curiosity about the world, this is a good quality but not so in Transia. She will stay here long term as the person in charge of establishing the Carpe family’s factory in Transia, so I hope my granddaughter can receive the proper treatment and protection on this land.

You know what I mean, Murphy.

I hope everything related to vampires, whether good or bad, can stay away from her.”

“Hmm, so in your eyes I’m such a ravenous vampire lord?”

Murphy pretended to be dissatisfied and said:

“I admit, your granddaughter has considerable talent and radiates delicious life force that can make all vampires feel thirsty, but this is not a reason for me to allow myself and my servants to break principles.

I promise you, your granddaughter will receive treatment in Transia as favorable as at home. If she’s willing, she can even have her own boudoir in the Blood Vulture Halls.

Also, I heard she is Lieutenant Frayzer’s fiancee? So that lieutenant likes this type? Hmm, I can probably rest assured.

My Crimson Regent perhaps won’t become that rich young master’s ‘prey’.”

“Uh, about that…”

Kudel’s expression became even harder to maintain.

The Civilian Protection Officer covered his eyes with a “family misfortune” posture, sighing again and saying:

“I just talked with her, my granddaughter and her fiance address each other as ‘brothers’. She didn’t hide her marriage situation from me, so I must seriously tell you, Lord Murphy. Lieutenant Frayzer’s interest in Miss Miriam far exceeds his fondness for my granddaughter, so in this aspect you’d better maintain vigilance.”

“Tch, that’s not something I need to care about.”

Murphy shrugged, patting the production line components radiating metallic coldness in front of him, he said in a relaxed tone:

“Miriam is capable of protecting herself, and if the young master of the Carpe family wants to pluck Transia’s midnight rose, he’ll need to try harder.”

——

“Damn, why is the Shadow Intelligence Bureau’s agent trial so complicated!”

In a small camp outside Crimson Citadel, Master Ziwei sat by the bonfire complaining to Mustard Madman beside him:

“I can understand the tests of tracking and identification, combat ability assessment is also necessary, memorizing maps and some details are even more basic. But why do we also have to learn the heraldry of Transia and other powers’ nobility?

I’ve been out of student life for almost 20 years! My brain is no longer suitable for this kind of learning! I feel it will be hard for me to pass this assessment.”

“Sigh, it’s all for the quest, so shut up and spend more time studying!”

The tall Mustard Madman frowned while reading a book titled 《Rise and Fall of Silan Nobility》 written by Professor Malcolm in his hands.

They would face the Shadow Intelligence Bureau’s third assessment in a day to join Transia’s official intelligence organization to complete the “Double Agent” achievement.

Others play games for fun, only they came with a mission.

Although there was also fun, there was always a pressure on their shoulders.

“I don’t understand.”

Beside the two old professionals, the leader of the three soldiers “Paid Slacking” poked at the bonfire in front with a wooden stick. Feeling the very real temperature before his eyes, he said softly to the two “seniors” in this quiet night:

“If they really have this technology, why come make a game? Wouldn’t directly ruling the world be more convenient? We can’t even track that webpage now right? This technology gap is really making one despair.

I never thought the first confirmed ‘third kind encounter’ happening in the real world would start in this way.”

“Shh! Don’t discuss reality in game.”

Mustard Madman glanced at Paid Slacking and reminded:

“These can be left to discuss when eating in the cafeteria. We just need to do our own work well. How’s your three’s transfer to the Kadman People’s Army going?”

“Mm, very smoothly, I’ve even become a squad leader.”

Paid Slacking stretched lazily and said:

“Lord Maxim really likes the military bearing on us three, he praised us as warriors among warriors, and asked us to help him train the army’s discipline and establish internal regulations. My two brothers are arguing right now about whether to make otherworlders fold tofu blocks.”

“Indeed, professionals are professionals.”

Master Ziwei laughed and gave a thumbs up.

Just as these people were preparing to burn the midnight oil, the youngest of the three soldiers “Paid Fish Eating” who came back from outside walked to the bonfire with a strange expression holding a wooden box.

He said in a serious tone:

“Our camp has been infiltrated. This box was placed less than 10 meters from you, didn’t any of you notice?”

“Huh?”

The three people by the bonfire stood up in shock.

They cautiously opened the wooden box, inside was a Blood Vulture style key that seemed able to open some chest.

When Mustard Madman picked up the key with a serious face, a quest trigger notification flashed into the character interface:

【Special Quest – ‘Third Kind Encounter – Goodwill’ Triggered!

Quest Description: Kind help needs kind feedback in return. Take it to open the treasure chest to receive special supplies gifted to you all by the development team. Hope you enjoy your journey in Transia.

However, we need to emphasize, please grasp the boundary between virtual and reality, please let everything that happens in Transia stay here, as a small tacit understanding between both sides.

We believe we will trouble each other in the future, but now is still not the time for formal conversation to begin.

Finally, thank you elites for participating in this game test.

——

《Reality Realm》 Development Team – Alpha.】

“What does this mean?”

Master Ziwei also triggered this quest.

He looked at Mustard Madman with furrowed brows. The latter said with a serious expression:

“I don’t know, but I can roughly guess. I’ll log out first to report this… damn it, have to write another report.”

A few minutes later, in Brother Loyalty’s office, this middle-aged man vigorously rubbed his already thinning hair, looking at the copied note before him with an extremely troubled expression. These words weren’t hard to understand, but if this was a letter from an “unknown civilization”, then every word in it must be seriously interpreted.

Beside Brother Loyalty, his assistant Brother Wanderer couldn’t help speculating:

“So they were indeed observing us, right?

Our people just visited their doorstep, and the ‘vanguard’ in game received this letter right after. They knew all along that we had people infiltrate?”

“When people have the technical capability to construct a virtual world out of thin air to do a damn observation experiment, isn’t identifying our identities something anyone could do?”

Brother Loyalty was a bit irritated. He rubbed his nose bridge and said:

“But they didn’t stop us from entering, perhaps this is them expressing a tacit goodwill, or is it a kind of ‘arrogant disregard’? Ah, so annoying! Why do aliens also speak in riddles?”

“I think we should try a different approach.”

Brother Wanderer suggested:

“Right now we can’t even be sure if that place Transia is real or fake, we might as well confirm this first. What I mean is, find some professionals to come. Scientists and such, they should be better than us at distinguishing real from virtual right?”

“Mm, makes sense, I’ll write a report up first.”