Chapter 1315 (1/2)

Chapter 1315: 427. After Erasing_2

“Waaaah… why did my level drop by five levels, isn’t it supposed to only drop half the current experience on the experience bar?”

“Eh? Eh? Eh?? Yeah, why did it suddenly drop by five levels?”

The players, who were already grieving over the loss of their Task rewards, discovered with horror that the experience penalty for dying and respawning was very strange.

Normally, no matter what level a player is at now, they would only lose 50% of the current experience on their experience bar.

But at this moment, when players opened their Panel, they saw that the level of their highest occupation had dropped by 5 levels.

The players who dared to try their luck at the battlefield to score some extra gains were all mid-to-high-level Interstellar Warriors, with an average level of not less than Level 50.

From 45th level to Level 50, averaging one level per day, it would take a continuous grind of five days to regain the lost levels.

This not only meant that they had to pilot their ships to madly grind monsters in the cosmic space for 5 days but also severely hindered the progress of their tasks at the Magic Academy.

Unbeknownst to themselves, these players who dropped five levels were now significantly behind in the plot progress of the expansion compared to those players who had not perished.

The first reaction from the players was that there was a severe BUG.

But soon, a perceptive player noticed something unusual in the system log.

“There’s no BUG, we were just unlucky this time,” a player said in the chat channel:

“Scroll up and take a closer look at our death records in the system log. The system says we encountered a severe death event, and because our level was too low, the death penalty temporarily increased by tenfold. Normally you lose half of the experience of your current level, which is the equivalent of dropping 0.5 levels. A tenfold increase in the death penalty would indeed result in a direct loss of 5 levels.”

Another player complained discontentedly:

“Is this even allowed? Why didn’t the system warn us earlier?”

This complaint garnered quite a response, as many players took out their frustration over dropping levels on the game planners.

A ghostly female voice echoed in the chat channel:

“The system didn’t give a warning? Are you blind or just illiterate? The system sent out two emergency Tasks to tell you to stay away from the battlefield because of potential dangers, but you didn’t listen. And now you start blaming the system? What are you expecting, the system to be your daddy, to spoon-feed you warnings until you recognize there’s a hole in front of you?”

Simple trash talk, ultimate enjoyment.

Confrontation began at the drop of a hat.

The player who got roasted couldn’t come up with a response, feeling a rush of blood to the head.

Some sharp-eyed players noticed that this female player was named “Fanfan Eats Mealmeal.”

She was not only widely recognized as a master Commander by the Great Guilds, commanding every Demon God Host extermination battle, but also a well-known ranter within the Gaming Circle.

Arguing with a ranter who had both talent and wit was not a wise move.

Moreover, the female ranter was right; the Game had warned players with two emergency Tasks to leave the area, even offering Task rewards for doing so.

Additionally, this female ranter had been repeatedly emphasizing during her command that the Artificial Angels deliberately leaving behind Quantum Leap Beacons was a Trap, and absolutely no one should go there to join the excitement.

All the players who followed the command did not suffer any losses.

It was only those speculative players, who always sought to take advantage of opportunities, that suffered heavy losses in this battle.

Fanfan, the female ranter, had been bottling up her frustration because the players weren’t listening to commands, and now she took the opportunity to vent on the players who were complaining about the game, releasing her pent-up anger.

While the chat channel was in an uproar, the Cucumber Slice Team was on their own ship, receiving a new task.

[Notice, you have triggered an emergency Task “Seize the Artificial Angels”!]

[Task Details: The Master of Black Hole Magic Academy, has set up Quantum Leap Beacons for you and your companions. Now, you can Quantum Leap to the battlefield. Upon accepting this task, you must use Spells for Joint casting to capture at least one Artificial Angel into the Space Pocket and bring them back to the Academy.]

[Task Reward: Goodwill from the Master of the Academy, Academic Points, and a free opportunity to take the standard Wizard exam.]

[Failure Penalty: None]

[Do you accept this emergency Task?]

“Eh? Did you guys get the Task message?” Cucumber Slice, sitting in the pilot seat, turned back to look at the team members behind him.

Several young players nodded in response:

“Mhm mhm mhm!”

“Got it! The Task says we have to go to the battlefield and snatch an Artificial Angel.”

“I’m afraid we’re gonna get blasted into dust by the Artificial Angels with this old clunker of a ship…”

Strawberry Juice was contacting the team member who had died on the battlefield.

The member had suffered the misfortune of dying while recording the battlefield video for the team and was already resurrected in the Safe Zone light-years away.