Chapter 61 - Graduation (1/2)

It was stated in the official announcement that the person who registered and established the guild was a high-ranking n.o.ble. If ordinary people wanted to see him, they would need to be renowned, but Schuck had already seen him several times before.

It seems like F6 could really seize the glory of being the first to establish a guild in game.

With these thoughts in mind, everyone was somewhat excited, wearing smiles on their faces. After all, they were all youngsters—who didn’t like to seek fame?

However, Betta, who sat on the side, soon discovered a blind spot. He looked at everyone and said, “We clearly have seven people here, why are we called F6? Shouldn’t we be called F7?”

The other six people all looked at each other—in the end, the five people’s gazes all landed on Schuck’s face.

Schuck stood up, sat down next to his cousin, wrapped his arm around his shoulders, and said, “We’ve played together since we were kids, and no matter what the game was, any guild we created was F6—that’s never changed, for a dozen years and almost twenty years now. We don’t want to casually change this practice and custom.”

“I see.” Betta scratched his head, feeling somewhat disappointed. He thought he had successfully blended in with these people.

Then, he felt that this was quite normal. It had only been less than two months since he came, while these people were childhood friends that grew up playing together for nearly twenty years—the depths of their relations.h.i.+ps were naturally incomparable.

Although Betta understood this, he still felt somewhat upset—he inevitably felt excluded somehow.

Schuck continued by consoling him, “You’re our supernumerary member, the very important kind. Besides, think about it, it’s already common sense that there are five members of the four heavenly kings—F6 essentially having seven members is something quite easy to understand, isn’t it?”

Betta rolled his eyes helplessly at his cousin and said, “Do you think I’m a three-year-old child, to be deceived so easily?”

Schuck laughed awkwardly, moving past this matter.

Afterward, Schuck explained the ident.i.ty of “Torry-Boursin”—this person was a great leader of a mercenary guild and any exploring party that created a guild would have to pay a visit to the mercenary guild. This was possibly why the system allowed this NPC to become a registrant.

As for why Schuck could strike up a conversation with him, the reasons were quite simple. Firstly, Schuck had a high charisma, and secondly, it was Schuck’s ident.i.ty as a Saint Samurai. The cla.s.s Saint Samurai, in the eyes of the ma.s.ses, were equivalent to high-ranking n.o.bles.

The more they talked the more excited they became.

They even began to drink some beer.

This was something that couldn’t be helped. They had been playing games together for over ten years. Although they changed games over the years, they were simply playing—they had never done anything big in a game. Now that they could establish something, they naturally couldn’t help but boast about it with each other.

They drank all the way till the afternoon, to the point where their heads got somewhat dizzy. Roland staggered out of the cold drink bar. He didn’t ride the public shared bikes and instead walked slowly back home.

Beer wasn’t something that people got easily drunk off of. When Roland got home, he was already completely sober.

He went on the forums again. There were more and more players posting about guilds.

Many people had unfettered imaginations about what the basic function of a guild was!

The majority of the people thought that it was probably the capability of distant communication.

Roland also thought so.

The game’s map was too large and players were too scattered, so communication was extremely difficult.

Although many players liked to explore and interact with the NPCs, there were even more people who liked to play with their friends—play with people they were familiar with.

The concept of community was present all the time. Players and the local residents of the in-game world had great discrepancies between their world views, values, and outlooks on life, so they couldn’t quite get along.

Apart from the posts about guilds, there were also many posts on experience. For example, some people a.n.a.lyzed how warriors should a.s.sign their attributes, choose their specialty, and how to attack and what attacks to use at the start of a battle.

And there were also many people who posted about the cultural landscape of the peripheries of the city and its traditions.