Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 612 - 610 Watch the House

"As for the guild system..."

Li Ang glanced at the instructions. "It requires players to spend a certain amount of Game Currency to purchase a special item, then apply to the System to establish one. To increase the maximum number of guild members, the guild leader must also spend Game Coins to buy special items. A guild can have a larger exclusive building and can provide all members with some minor buffs. It also makes it easier for guild members to form teams. In the future, there might be large-scale guild-exclusive missions for more than ten players. All in all, it's quite standard."

"The more people, the greater the strength."

Miss Chai nodded. "So are you going to join a guild?"

"Probably not, since I don't really have any need for teaming up."

Li Ang spread his hands and said, "But for now, the guild system seems to have more benefits than drawbacks. For large organizations, it can help them better coordinate and dispatch members. For mid-tier Lone Wolf Players, creating their own guild is kind of like having an extra path."

After analyzing the announcement, Li Ang walked over to his computer desk and logged into the forum website.

As expected, the forum was exploding with posts about the Killing Ground Game's update content. The new version's changes were closely related to everyone, with ordinary players feeling both excited and anxious.

Some of the regular water army accounts, notorious for their frequent forum presence, were like they were on stimulants, quickly producing articles one after another.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this was especially true for the Killing Ground Game with its huge associated interests.

Apart from the inherent spammers, most of these familiar avatars on the forum were professional shills. They were either specifically cultivated by certain organizations or ran their own studios. These studios operated 24 hours a day, with staff sharing accounts to post in rotation. Their goal was to make players remember their names and create momentum, thereby fetching a good price for themselves. This routine was no different from that of social media influencers and public figures.

As for the quality of posts these people made, it was mixed. The lower-end ones were similar to those of marketers, with content like:

"Hi, guys, how are you doing? I'm Xiao Yun, the professional analyst. I've heard everyone's curious about the Killing Ground Game's version update, so what's this update all about? Let's take a look together. That's the content of the update; it may sound unbelievable, but that's how the update is, the editor is also puzzled. What do you guys think? Hurry up and leave your thoughts in the comment section. Remember to like, follow, and add to your favorites~"

Articles of this caliber left one with a feeling of void, wondering "why did I just waste thirty seconds of my life?"

The higher-end posts, which were crafted with a bit more care, seemed more professional.

"The Age of Guilds is Coming, Where Should Lone Wolf Players Go?"

"Decoding the New Version's Announcement, Word by Word"

"A Major Boon? I'm Not So Sure—Analyzing the Potential Devaluation of Game Currency Following the Launch of the Store System" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

These posts looked impressive, filled with all sorts of "jargon" and industry slang that sounded profound. They implied the posters were in with "uncles," suggesting that the content included inside secrets obtained from large organizations.

But upon further reflection, these posts either said nothing at all or were veiled sponsored content. Their ultimate goal was to convince players to join a large organization early on or to recommend that players clear their inventory currency, converting their accumulated Game Coins into immediate combat power.

Li Ang skimmed a few articles of this type and, just as expected, found them devoid of any real substance.

After all, the Game Square isn't even open yet, so any 'analysis' is purely based on imagination.

Li Ang shook his head and released the mouse. "The 'Second Phase Major Event' mentioned in the System notification is currently only known by the name 'Battle for the Doors,' with no further information provided. Looks like we'll have to wait a bit longer."

Miss Chai glanced at the wall clock. "There are six hours left before the Game Square opens... are we staying up tonight?"

"Yeah."

Li Ang nodded and casually tossed his phone to Miss Chai, saying, "I'll leave my phone with you for safekeeping. This is because once you enter the Game Square, you disappear from the real world. It's possible that the Special Affairs Bureau or other organizations might take advantage of the moment all players enter the Game Square to stir up some trouble."

Chaichai held the phone and paused in confusion. "Stir up trouble?"

"Like, calling or texting people they suspect to be players, or suddenly raiding their homes on the pretext of checking the gas or delivering a parcel, to see if the suspects have disappeared or something."

Li Ang shrugged nonchalantly. "The chances of that are slim, but we can't be too careful. I expect the Game Square to block all forms of communication except with friends. After I enter the square, I'll log out within half an hour to check things out before logging back in, to prevent anyone from suddenly showing up."

"Mm-hmm."

Miss Chai nodded in agreement, then suddenly coughed as if she had thought of something, reminding him, "What if someone shows up without calling first?"

"Right."

Li Ang furrowed his brows, thought for a moment, then turned and stepped into the Pet Breeding Box. When he came out, he was holding... a skin that looked just like Li Ang?!!

Facing Miss Chai's shocked expression, Li Ang casually twirled the semi-transparent skin, spinning it on his fingertips like a frisbee. "Don't worry, this is a fake skin made from Worm secretions. If someone comes to the door, just put on the Qinge Armor and then this skin on top, and you'll manage."

"..."

Chaichai swallowed hard. Even though she had lived under the same roof as Li Ang for so long, she still found moments when his cunning moves were unfathomable.

"Alright then..."

Chai Cuiqiao extended two fingers, pinched the thin skin, and squeezed in—conveniently, the skin had a zipper on the back, making it as easy to put on as an Ultraman costume.

Soon, there was an extra Li Ang in the living room. The fake Li Ang's facial skin didn't seem to align well. Its eyes and nose were a bit crooked, and its mouth maintained a stiff, insincere smile, looking quite eerie.

"Don't move."

Li Ang instructed the fidgeting Chaichai to stand still. With his fingers on the forehead of the fake Li Ang, he used the Origin of Life to adjust the skin, quickly correcting its position and making it look much more normal.

"Hm... this should be fine now."

Li Ang nodded. "Stay at home tonight. Don't go wandering around without a reason. If someone comes to the door, remember to mimic my usual speech and behavior."

Chaichai said "Got it" in her own voice, then quickly realized her mistake, coughed twice, and lowered her voice to imitate Li Ang's husky tone, "Got it..."

Li Ang looked at Miss Chai with some distrust. He felt that this Chaichai, now in a different skin, seemed overly excited and thrilled, as if enthused by the idea of playing a spy game.

Letting her house-sit shouldn't be a problem... right?