Chapter 1290 - 418: They’re Here, They’ve Arrived, We Are Their Slaves! (Part 3)

Chapter 1290: Chapter 418: They’re Here, They’ve Arrived, We Are Their Slaves! (Part 3)

Turn off Delaman’s horn on the control panel, Street Slicker doesn’t want to hang around here any longer, the sharp knife-like gazes around him make him feel as if he’s about to die of social embarrassment!

He couldn’t care less and grabbed Yoshida’s hand, rushing outside.

"Eh!?"

Yoshida was both surprised and a bit shy, letting the other pull her along.

Watching the two flaunt their love in public and then flee, already filled with resentment and ready to transform into the infiltration team leader of the 3K Group, Shui Yue shouted at Street Slicker’s retreating back.

"Don’t freaking forget the infiltration mission! Assemble and set off in two hours!"

"Got it!"

The voice was saturated with the pungent scent of love.

Wheelchair Sprint watched as his friend left him behind, hearing the envious remarks from people nearby.

"Well, that’s what you call love."

He immediately flared up.

"Love your mom’s pretzel love! Come on! To the logistics department to grab an AK for you, I’ll get a rifle, and we’ll work together to achieve greatness and glory again!"

What’s up with women anyway, they’re just stumbling blocks on our path!

People who play competitive games will never understand why anyone would want to go to a game like ’Sword Net 3’ to find romantic relationships online.

Isn’t the game fun enough? Why abandon your bros to go after women!

Huh—spit!

Traitor!

"Alright, alright, follow me out of the airport to find an open space, link up with the Sky Net command software, and I’ll explain the mission to you guys."

Team leader Shui Yue waved his hand, signaling everyone not to pay attention to the little lovers meeting.

The electronic warfare hacker is a treasured profession, only about a hundred of them among tens of thousands of players, having some privileges is inevitable.

Wheelchair Sprint opened the Sky Net system, entered the team number, immediately logging into the command system, and a massive map of Cuba appeared in the synchronized view of his bionic eye.

Various forces intermingled across the map, with a significant amount of red dots in the war zone, particularly the Super Earth Eastern Route Army on the right advancing in triumph, almost punching through the two provinces of Cienfuegos and Villa Clara.

Meanwhile, on the Western Front, nearly half of the Matanzas province is mixed up in a tangle of engagements between both sides, with dense red dots.

Every red dot represents a strategic point or mission.

Occupy, infiltrate, scout, garrison, evacuate, material transport...

These red dots continuously disappear and reappear, all posted by players from the command center, while other players take them up.

The war unfolds before the eyes of Wheelchair in myriad missions.

Under Shui Yue’s control, the map zoomed in, showing arrows representing the large teams of different players pointing toward the enemy’s occupied zones.

"Our infiltration team’s mission this time is to support the main force in the counterattack, obtain enemy identification, infiltrate the rear areas for covert operations. The task will be quite challenging and time-consuming, possibly lasting at least a month, with daily online hours of at least 12 and instant responsiveness."

"Of course, the mission rewards are ample, the base reward alone is 15K, with bonuses for completing special objectives."

Wheelchair raised his hand.

"I’m online 24 hours."

"Me too."

"Me too."

Aside from some college or graduate students caught up in studies, anyone who has played this game can’t help but invest more and more time here.

If it weren’t for Lin Miao’s daily mandatory fatigue limits, they’d wish to soak in it 24/7.

Once, they were definitely gaming addicts, even affecting societal operation.

But can’t resist how awesome this game is, and there’s money to be made.

Not to mention those guild leaders running companies, hiring people with cash, even the Orokin currency earned in-game can be exchanged for real money, earning far more than a regular job.

Some have even spearheaded the development of a real-name trading platform, allowing players with insufficient Orokin but extra funds in reality to buy high-level equipment hard to obtain through normal means.

This game assigns one account per person, no option for rebirth or server transfer, or to set up a brick-moving script with one person controlling multiple accounts. With the Orokin monetary system and industrial system as its backing and reservoir, several billion in annual funds can’t influence Orokin’s inflation or deflation; the Orokin currency is incredibly stable.

Therefore, after several rounds of shocks, the exchange rate between Orokin and RMB eventually stabilized around 0.8:1. Normally, a player with an account can just learn a bit and earn six to seven thousand even by driving in the junkyard for a month.

Frontline players like them can easily make over ten thousand a month, and fighting some tough battles is even more impressive.

[Note: As more NPCs are introduced, the salaries for originally low-level daily tasks will gradually decrease or may not even be available]

Tycoon players with their own industries, such as the Super Earth leaders, can earn at least ten million a month, and it’s continually increasing, even after deducting 80% of operating funds for Horizon Corporation, the income far exceeds average players.

In such conditions, who would interfere with players playing games?

Unquestionably, fully approved.

"Alright, 42, take them to get familiar with the map and local customs here, Wheelchair, and a few of you, follow me to the underground city to pick up the equipment."

Shui Yue systematically arranged the tasks, his seasoned, battlefield-hardened aura made the recently arrived Cuban players deeply convinced.

Wheelchair and the others immediately scurried like puppies, following Shui Yue onto the mountain car heading to the underground city.

Meanwhile, the Cuban Underground City, as one of Horizon Corporation’s current focal projects, has taken on its new mission.

Building factories for room-temperature superconducting materials, implementing metal hydrogen batteries and other technologies, and applying them into use.

Even though transporting raw materials to Cuba would significantly increase costs, Lin Miao had no choice but to do so, as Night City was crowded with eyes, easily discovered.

"Bun Beauty, could you hand over this Chimera slot to our Super Earth? We’re under a lot of pressure on the frontline, consider this my request to you."