My Players Are So Fierce

1296: 438.

A family should stick together even in a different world – [Added Chapter 5/25]

1296: 438.

A family should stick together even in a different world – [Added Chapter 5/25]

(For the “Laid-back Survivor” brother, an added update [5/5])

Although Murphy brought up the serious consequences of old players casually “getting plastic surgery” on the forum, not everyone was chatting on the forum at this time, and not everyone cared about this hidden danger.

Especially those who played “Real Different World” as if it were “Different World Warm,” the character customization feature was something they had long dreamed about.

Therefore, after the four-hour update maintenance ended, a large number of players logged into the game immediately and a group started their joyful attempts at customization.

You can’t underestimate the patience of these players.

After all, the internet was already filled with legendary tales about them: “Five minutes gaming, ten hours customizing appearances.” Luckily, such vanity-focused players were only a minority, as most players woke up from the Midnight Room soon after.

There were subtle changes to their faces, but their original appearances did not change.

These minor adjustments were mainly about enlarging eyes, raising the bridge of the nose, whitening the skin, removing freckles, and so on—essentially enabling “beautification” for themselves in the game.

After waking up, their discussions largely focused on the newly acquired racial talents, but the choices of old players for human bloodlines were mainly based on their already semi-formed combat styles, without much consideration for the background stories.

For instance, players under the Avalon Church system mostly chose Kate People bloodline, while melee players divided into two factions: shield holders who selected Nord blood to slow down enemies, and warriors and assassins who chose the Moutain People bloodline to enhance their destructive power.

Lastly, administrative role players uniformly chose the Ceylan People template.

They needed the Ceylan People’s excellent diplomacy to give their administrative abilities a bonus.

Murphy watched all this happen in secret, and it didn’t exceed his expectations, including the players’ limited experimentation with the customization feature.

This was actually a small “test.”

In fact, even if Murphy had not pointed out the risks of the customization feature at the last minute, he would have provided necessary reminders to these folks on the forum in his identity as Alpha.

In a 100% realistic game, the connections and social circles that players had already formed could be wiped out with a significant change in appearance; it was an effective way to enhance the sense of immersion and authenticity, and was also more logical.

From the choices of the old players, Murphy could be sure that his “beloved children” took all they had in Transylvania very seriously.

This “sunk cost” was becoming substantial enough to make these guys make satisfying decisions.

However, those waking up from the Midnight Room were not only the old players but also new players who joined the game this weekend.

The number was still fifty, but among them, twenty were recruited by the Torrent Knights, ten were veteran soldiers recruited by the Joy Club, and the remaining twenty were the Appetite Relief Party that Murphy had let into the game after reviewing the back end.

This was a new trial in player affairs for the Vampire Lord, lowering his involvement percentage.

In Murphy’s plan, when the Black Disaster came, the “new player recruitment” rights would be completely handed over to the Players’ Guild, and he, along with Triss and the increasingly large “development team,” would only be responsible for the review process.

This would effectively strengthen the unity and connection among players.

After all, they were the ones who recruited the newcomers, so there’s no need to talk more about familiarity and solidarity.

It would also effectively reduce the increasingly heavy workload of Murphy’s administrative duties.

As a lord of the land, he had to divert some of his energy to the construction and defense of Transylvania.

The arrival of the newbies was soon noticed by the veteran players who were whispering about racial talents.

There was no need to say much about the Torrent Knights.

These role-players (RP) had their own “kinship ceremony” that made them stand out among other players.

However, among the twenty RP players who joined the game this time was a “heavyweight character.”

It wasn’t only his status that was unique—that “heavyweight” was also an apt description for his physique—as Murphy, who hid in the shadows, had never seen such a “chubby” little player.

Hey, brother, your belly is swaying when you walk!

The game may be fun, but please also take care of your health in reality, all right?

“Salute to you, Quartermaster His Excellency Selak Fenda!”

Master Marin, the liaison officer of the Torrent Knights who had stayed in Crimson Castle for a long time, quickly stepped forward and saluted the player who was looking around in the typical manner of a newbie.

He said loudly:

“The advance camp of the Torrent Knights has been mostly established.

Currently, Commander Tepar of the first group and Commander Fredyng of the second group are leading our brothers on the border of Transylvania, fighting against the vicious undead and spreading the will of the Holy Light.

We urgently need support from other teams.

Your arrival will effectively alleviate our logistical pressure.”

“At ease, Knight.”

This “wide and plump” quartermaster saluted back fittingly and responded in an eloquent manner:

“My logistics and strategy team have been waiting for the reopening of this star gate, and now we’ve come at the call to take over all logistical duties of the Knights Group.

There’s no time to delay, take us to the station now!

We should start working immediately to adjust our team to a perfect state before the great crisis arrives.”