Chapter 71.1: Reality (1/2)
Not long after coming out of the game, Bai Liu was walking and chatting with Mu Sicheng.
“What are the attributes panel points?” Bai Liu asked while pointing to the reward of Exploding Last Train. “Can I understand it as something that can be added to improve my attributes?”
“Yes and no.” Mu Sicheng briefly explained to Bai Liu. “The player rating of this game is based on four attributes: physical strength, agility, attack power and resistance. The attribute points you’ve obtained can only be added to these four attributes.”
Bai Liu was thoughtful. “I didn’t receive any attribute points in my last game.”
Mu Sicheng rolled his eyes. “This is an extra reward of the system. In your last newcomer single player game, you got the personal skill as an extra bonus. You are thinking too beautifully if you want to get the attribute points as well. It is very difficult to get this thing. In a level 2 game, only 100 attribute points are available. The system is also very stingy and this thing can’t be added without limit. Once you reach the limit of your potential, the attributes won’t rise no matter how many points you add to them.”
“But—” Mu Sicheng gave a subtle pause. “Multiple players have died before they reach the limit of their potential. It is because a level 2 game only has 100 attribute points. There is a quick way for players who don’t belong to a big guild or aren’t overly skilled to gain panel attribute points but few people use it.”
Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng. “What method?”
“Participate in the league.” Mu Sicheng whispered. “This is how Spades became a player at about the S level. The league gives the winning players a high amount of attribute points.”
Before Mu Sicheng could finish, several virtual fireworks suddenly exploded in the game hall. The fireworks fell in the form of various words, attracting the attention of players coming and going.
[Heavyweight! Heavyweight! The annual horror game e-sports league is here! Don’t miss it! This is the annual event for all gamers!]
The players saw this and looked away like it wasn’t strange.
“I don’t know which guild is so rich and has started buying system fireworks so early to advertise.”
“The support season has started. Starting from this week, the major guilds will start frantically advertising their players. The Kings Guild spent 10 million points on advertising last time and almost didn’t come back…”
The virtual fireworks fell on the player and the player’s system panel automatically popped up to a game activity interface that seemed like a grand opening.
[System activity: the horror game e-sports league is about to start!]
[Players can choose their participation status: league players or spectators.]
[As a league player, you have to fight fiercely with other players in the arena regardless of life or death. As a spectator, you can watch a lively and fierce game competition, cheer for your favorite team and players and charge and like them.]
[This is a competitive game of gambling on life and desire. Have you chosen your position? Do you choose to be a desperate participant in order to fulfill your desires or a calm bystander like a god?]
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[Requirements for players to participate in the league registration: 5 players with 52 instances can form a team to participate in the league.]
[Competition system: Two teams will compete in a team match, a doubles match and a singles match. The one with the highest total score in the three matches will be promoted.]
[Note: If a player of a team dies during a game then the team can recruit new players by themselves.]
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There were also many rules such as disabling the player’s system store during the game and so on.
Fireworks also fell on Bai Liu’s body and an for this event popped up on the system interface. He swiped through it and felt it was a bit like an e-sports competition in reality. Bai Liu actually wasn’t interested in this type of e-sports game. After all, Bai Liu was a horror game maker, not a confrontation game maker.
However, he was surprised by the fact that there was an e-sports league in a horror game. Mu Sicheng seemed to have known about it a long time ago. He closed the system notification interface and complained, “It’s so annoying. The guilds have started advertising everywhere again. The league’s support season is coming.”
“Support season?” Bai Liu looked at Mu Sicheng. “What do you mean? Is this the league you were talking about where one can gain a high amount of attribute points?”
Mu Sicheng impatiently replied, “You will know if you slide down. It is all advertising, viral advertising.”
Bai Liu scrolled all the way to the end of the system page and found it was as Mu Sicheng said. The following were all advertising pages of various players and guilds. There were team posters and single player posters on the page as well as buttons for charging points and likes beside the posters. The higher the comprehensive data of the charged points and likes, the higher the ranking of the advertising page.
The number one single player poster was a photo of the side profile of a man with bangs covering his eyes.
This man had pale lips, a thin jawbone and a black, long whip hanging from his cold and thin wrist. The tail of the whip was held in his hand. His face was slightly raised and the tail of his eyes was slender. He seemed to be squinting and gave off a fierce and cold temperament. The player’s photo was blurred but even from the perspective of Bai Liu who had no normal perception of human beauty, this man was very superior. It was a type of superiority measured by art standards.
The perfect bone modeling made Bai Liu think of Tawil but this person was much colder than Tawil. If Tawil had an appearance that was like moonlight, this man was like a knife without a scabbard. He had a sharp appearance that seemed to cut at people who looked at him. There was a sense of killing intent and indifference even from this type of blurry photo.