Volume 8, millions of pretending to be kings

Chapter 1: An Office Worker in Lich Skin

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This is a new term that emerged in the twenty-second century AD. At that time, human beings were able to use the Internet and nanotechnology to design a computer network in the brain, and connect this network with the nano interface of neurons and the special control interface.

In this way, people can play in virtual games as if they were in the real world.

To put it more easily, DMMO-RPG is equivalent to a "virtual reality large-scale role-playing game", which means that players can enter the game world in person and enjoy the realism as if they have traveled through another world.

Among the many DMMO-RPGs that continue to be developed, there is one famous game that stands out in particular.

That's "yggdrasil".

It is a Japanese game that was released in 2126 and is known for its great degree of freedom. With a vast world stage, a large number of class skills, and the appearance of players who can change at will, they can even set various background materials to create guild strongholds and exclusive NPCs.

There are more than 2,000 basic classes in the game, including basic classes and advanced classes. However, the maximum level of each class is only level 15, so if you want to reach level 100 at the limit of the overall level, you need to practice at least seven or more classes. Of course, as long as you have the heart, you can also practice a hundred professions at the same time, and each profession only has one level, in such an inefficient and strange way, you can practice to level 100 in one go.

In short, the game was an instant sensation all over the world, and since then it has been a hit in the global gaming industry for 12 years.

However, no matter how popular online games are, there will be a day when they will be replaced. When the second generation of "yggdrasil", which uses new technology, is about to be launched, the first generation of "yggdrasil", which is already outdated, is about to shut down the server.

Countless die-hard gamers around the world are mourned by this, but they have no choice but to meet again in the second generation of the game.

Then, as time passed quietly, it finally came the last day of the game's operation......

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In 2138 AD, twelve years after the opening of the server for the online game "Yggdrasil".

In the middle of the night, the evil undead guild "Anz. Your. Kyo's base, the Great Tomb of Nasalik

In a conference room with a giant obsidian round table, sat a top player who had reached level 100.

He wore a luxurious black robe embroidered with purple and gold trim on the edges, and the collar part was ornate ornaments, as if he were an ancient emperor who was desperate for luxury. However, his head was a skull without any flesh and skin. The large hollow eye sockets shimmered with a red glow, emitting a black haze like a halo behind the head. In the ribs of the rib cage, there was a flickering red light beating.

This is an in-game undead player with a Lich number and has reached the highest rank of Ruler of the Dead (level 100).

His real name is Satoru Suzuki, an ordinary Japanese office worker with a withdrawn personality and an unsociable personality. The gamer's name is "Flying Squirrel", which is the top-ranked guild in the game. Your. "The president of the guild." This guild was once ranked ninth at its peak, but now it has fallen to twenty-ninth place. This was the last day of operation, and at its worst it was 48th.

The reason for the ranking drop is very simple, of the forty-one players in the entire guild, thirty-seven have already left the guild for various reasons. Except for the leader "Flying Squirrel", the remaining three are still on the list, but they have not been to the Great Tomb of Nasalik to log in to the game for a long time.

In short, this is indeed a once glorious gaming guild, but now it can be said that only the remains remain.

However, the "flying squirrel" continued to do its best to maintain the guild until the end of the final shutdown came.

At this moment, the lich "Flying Squirrel" has just had a conversation with one of the few remaining guild members, the slime monster Heiluo Heiluo, and complains to each other about their work in real life: subordinates who don't know how to report, contact, and negotiate at all, a completely different specification table from the day before yesterday, blamed by their boss for not achieving results, they are so busy with work every day that they can't go home, their abnormal life and rest cause abnormal weight gain, and they are forced to take more and more medicines......

However, after whining, the troubles of life and work are still business as usual, and there will be no change in the right direction.

Therefore, after the exhausted Heiluo Heiluo complained, he had to quit the game and go back to sleep, so he disappeared offline.

At the empty round table, only the flying squirrel looked at the seat where Hei Luo Heiluo was just now, and muttered the last sentence he originally wanted to say:

“…… Today is the last day of the game's operation, and I know you're tired, but it's a rare opportunity, so why don't you stay together until the end? ”

- However, this did not have time to be spoken.

“…… Alas—"

The flying squirrel let out a long sigh from his heart. Through the conversation just now, he already knew how tired Heiluo Heiluo was now. Even though he was tired, he responded to the emails he sent and went live on the last day of the game's out-of-game operation. That alone should be grateful. If you continue to ask the other party to stay, then you are not just cheeky, but looking for trouble.

Looking around, a large round table with an obsidian glow sits in the center of the room, surrounded by forty-one plush chairs, though almost all of them are empty. The chairs that used to be all full are now left alone.

Although the current guild is a virtual one, it has had a good time before.

I remember how lively it used to be! Some people still drag their tired bodies online after hard work, some people are crazy enough to quarrel with their wives without taking care of their families, and some people even laugh and say that they have asked for special leave.

Sometimes it's a whole day just chatting. From time to time, everyone said boring and stupid things to stir up the atmosphere; Sometimes he prepares adventurous plans: sometimes he recalls the thrill of treasure hunting: he once launched a surprise attack on the base of the rival guild, and finally succeeded in capturing the opponent's castle; It was also attacked by the strongest monster known as a world-class enemy, and the guild was almost destroyed; I have also found many rare resources by chance; There are also various monsters set up in the large tomb to defend against invaders, and to deal with groups of invading hostile players.

The names of those gamers are still deeply imprinted in the minds of flying squirrels.

But now, there is not even one left here.

“…… I miss what a joy those days were......"

Even though the game is free of monthly fees, Flying Squirrel still spends a third of its salary on it. It's not because he has a high salary, it's because he has no other interests and will only spend money on this game at best. There is a paid lottery in the game that targets players to pit money, and flying squirrels have a lot of blood for this. However, after spending so much money, he finally managed to draw a rare item, and before he could be happy, he heard that Night Maiko, one of the guild members, had won the same thing for only one lunch, which made the flying squirrel so unwilling that he almost wanted to roll around.

Perhaps because the members of the Anzi Urgon Guild are almost all members of society, with their own jobs and incomes, almost all players spend money on the game, and flying squirrels spend more money. Maybe you can squeeze into the top few of the entire server.

That's how he got hooked on the game. In addition to the fun adventure, it's also fun to be able to swim with friends. For Flying Squirrel, whose parents are no longer there and has few friends in the real world, this guild is a brilliant memory of spending quality time with his friends.

However, now the guild is about to disappear. His heart was naturally full of regret and reluctance.

However, as an ordinary person, flying squirrels have no financial resources and connections to change this fact, and can only silently accept the arrival of the end time.

“…… Alas—the whole twelve years of the game is over, when and where will we see each other again? ”

The flying squirrel let out a long sigh from his heart again, his shoulders trembled violently, and the truth that had been suppressed in the past finally broke out:

“…… Are you kidding! He slammed the table hard and roared, "...... This is the Great Underground Tomb of Nasalek, which everyone has spent so much effort to build! Why can you just throw it away so easily! ”

But after a brief outburst of gaffe, a sense of empty loneliness immediately emerged in his heart.

“…… No, probably not, they didn't give up on this place easily, but they were faced with the choice of whether to choose real or virtual. It was a last resort, and no one had ever betrayed the guild. Everyone has a painful choice...... "The flying squirrel kept talking to himself as if convincing himself.

After a moment, he stood up, left the round table, and walked towards the wall, where a luxurious staff was decorated.

- Seven snakes are entwined around a complex and massive staff. And in the mouth of the painful and struggling snake, each holds a different color of gemstones. The grip is made of crystal clear crystal, radiating a brilliant blue glow. Anyone would consider this to be an extremely high-level treasure - this is exactly the guild weapon that each guild can only possess, the "Staff of Aziurgon", which can also be said to be the symbol of the Aziurgon guild.

The treasure, which was supposed to be held by the guildmaster, was instead decorated in the room - and that was because there were no other items that could be used to represent the guild.

What's more, as long as a guild weapon is destroyed, it means that the guild is disintegrated, so the guild weapon is usually not used to exert its powerful performance, but is placed in the safest place. Even the top guild Anzi Urgon is no exception.

Even though this staff was made for the Flying Squirrel, the Flying Squirrel didn't even take it once, only decorated it here.

However, at the last moment when the game is about to be suspended, it seems that there is no need to be so cautious.

Reaching out and taking the staff, the flying squirrel left the meeting room with the round table, also known as the "round table".

Even though everyone was gone, he still had to hold on to the guild until the last moment.

- Although the shutdown time approaches, there are not many players left who are still in the game. But there may also be players who are lacking in discipline and want to take advantage of the opportunity to pick up the leaks and attack the famous guilds that are in a deserted state in order to win cheap spiritual gratification.

In fact, in the eyes of the real hardcore gamers, these guys are just some crows pecking at carrion and garbage.

Or is it the kind of "alternative brave" who "kicked the Nanshan Nursing Home and punched the Beihai Kindergarten"?

Regardless, as one of the top guilds that has never been breached since its founding, the Great Tomb of Nasalik of the Guild of Anziulgon is also clearly at risk of being attacked by these crow-like despicable players, the infamous Nasalic Underground Tomb that has been attacked by the largest crusaders since the server opened. A total of 1,500 troops from the coalition of eight guilds, other solo players, guild NPCs, etc., attempted to attack the Great Tomb of Nasalik, and for a time they were killed in the dark, but the result was completely wiped out.

But it was only when there were guild players stationed that the Great Tomb of Nasalik had such combat power. If it were all up to the guild NPCs of the Great Tomb of Nasalik to defend itself, I am afraid that it would not even be able to carry the strength of one hundred and fifty people. So, in order to protect the reputation of the Anziurgon Guild and avoid making jokes about being captured in the last hour of the last day, the flying squirrel decided to stay here until the last moment, until he saw the end of it all with his own eyes.

After all, this is the guild he has invested in for twelve years! As a perfectionist, he's going to stay here until the end as the president!

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With emotions pouring out like a raging tide, the flying squirrel chief strolls through the luxurious corridors of the Great Tomb of Nassalik.

This notorious underground tomb is not as gloomy and dirty as some people think, but a splendid world full of solemn atmosphere like a fairytale castle. On the high ceiling, which must be looked up, gorgeous crystal lamps hang at regular intervals, glowing warmly. The wide hallway was covered with polished wooden floors, which reflected the light of crystal lamps like marble, sparkling like stars. If you open the doors on either side of the hallway, you'll be greeted by a dazzling array of sumptuous furniture, beautiful carpets and beautiful paintings.

In addition, there are forty-one well-crafted beautiful maid NPCs, smiling and standing on both sides of the corridor, bowing deeply to the passing flying squirrel leader, like a particularly beautiful landscape) These maid NPCs are carefully designed by guild players based on different magazine illustrations. From the clothes to the looks, everything is exquisite and gorgeous. In particular, the delicate embroidery that embellishes the apron has reached the point where it is breathtaking.

With memories of the past, he wandered around the Great Tomb of Nasalik for a long time, but he never waited for any players to attack. So, thinking that the last day would probably be uneventful, the flying squirrel looked at the translucent watch on his left wrist, checked the time, and slowly descended a huge staircase with a luxurious red carpet to the bottom floor, the tenth floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nassalik, ready to advance towards the Hall of the Throne.

As he walked down the stairs, the seven figures standing at the front of the stairs bowed respectfully.

“…… Well? ”

It was a team of old men dressed as butlers and six maids.

At the foreground is an old man dressed in an orthodox butler's uniform. The hair is all white, even the beard around the mouth is white. His back was straight, like a sword made of steel, and his deep face was wrinkled, and he looked amiable, but his eyes were as sharp as those of an eagle that caught his prey.

Behind the butler, there are six maids who follow them like a shadow, but they are slightly different from the maids just now, wearing metal handguards and knee pads of different colors such as gold, silver, and black on their hands and feet, and wearing exaggerated and gorgeous armor, only they do not wear helmets on their heads, but are replaced by white headdresses that show the status of maids. What they have in common is that all of them are very high-level beauties, but there are types of bewitching beauty, healthy beauty, wild beauty and classical beauty. Each maid is armed with a different type of weapon, a veritable maid warrior outfit.

Swiping through the menu, the flying squirrel checked the information of the housekeeper NPC in front of him.

“…… Ah, your name is Sebas, and you're the Battle Maids Pleiades? ”

I opened the menu casually and checked the identity of the digital NPC in front of me. The Flying Squirrel President discovered that the Sebas butler and the maids around him were the guild's last line of defense against foreign enemies. However, if the enemy player has the ability to invade here, these NPCs may not be the opponent of the other party at all, so these NPCs are actually just abandoned pawns to buy time.

It's just that so far, no group of players have been able to invade here, so they have been waiting here for their chance to play.

They haven't received any orders since their birth, but they've been waiting here for a chance to play.

However, it is very sad that at the moment when the game is about to be discontinued, they will no longer have any chance to play.

The flying squirrel smiled bitterly and clenched the staff in his hand - the idea of feeling sorry for the NPC was too stupid.

NPCs are nothing more than electromagnetic data, and if you think they have emotions, it's just because the people who designed the AI are good.

But ......"...... As the president, at the end of the day, it's time for them to do something. ”

The flying squirrel walked without stopping, passed the seven servants, and threw down a sentence: "...... Follow me. ”

Then, the flying squirrel led the servants who followed behind through the magic circle and faced the giant gate in front of them.

The majestic double gates, which are more than five meters high, are dotted with intricately carved statues, with a goddess on the right and a demon on the left. The design is quite realistic, and from a distance you can feel that they are coming through the door.

Although they look vivid, as far as the flying squirrel knows, the two statues have not been touched since they were completed.

Sensing the arrival of a flying squirrel, the giant door opened at a slow speed that matched its own weight.

The atmosphere in the air changed.

Although the atmosphere on that floor was as quiet and solemn as a shrine before, the scene unfolding in front of you now is even more than that. The solemn atmosphere seems to have turned into a rushing pressure, which makes people can't help but be in awe at a glance.

This is an unusually large and tall hall, like the court of ancient emperors. Even if a few hundred people come, it won't feel crowded. The ceiling is quite high, and the walls are decorated in white, and the interior is dotted with various lavish decorations with a gold theme.

Several ornate crystal lamps hanging from the ceiling are made of colorful gemstones, giving off a dreamlike glow. Huge flags with different patterns are planted on the walls, and a total of forty-one flags flutter in the wind from the ceiling to the floor, representing forty-one guild players.

At the end of the room, which is heavily toned with gold and silver, is a staircase of just a dozen steps, the top of which is a huge throne cut out of a huge crystal and a chair that rises to the sky. On the wall behind it hangs a huge red flag with a union logo.

This is the deepest and most important place in the Great Tomb of Nasalik, the Hall of the Throne.

The flying squirrel stepped into the large room that seemed to absorb the sound of footsteps, and looked at a female NPC standing next to the throne.

This is a beautiful woman in a pure white gown, with a shallow smile on her face like a goddess. The opposite color of the dress is black hair, full of shine, and waist-length. Although the iris that glows with golden light and the erect oval pupils are a little abnormal, but other than that, she can be said to be an impeccable peerless beauty. However, on both sides of her head, there were two curly horns like goats. Not only that, but black angel wings can be seen around her waist. Probably because of the shadow of the horns, the goddess-like smile also looks like a mask to hide the heart. He wore a necklace around his neck that glowed golden like a spider's web, covering his shoulders all the way to his chest. His slender hands were covered with silky gloves and he held strange weapons that looked like short staffs. At the tip of the short staff, which was about forty-five centimeters long, there was a black ball floating lightly in the air without any support - if I remember correctly, she should be a level 100 NPC designed by Jade Log, and her name should be Yalbed.

She is none other than the Guardian of the Floor of the Great Underground Tomb of Nasalik, Yarbed. Responsible for managing a total of seven NPCs of the Guardians of the Floor. In other words, she is the character above all the NPCs in the Great Underground Crypt of Nasalik.

Because of this, she was able to stay in the deepest seat room.

Thinking so, the flying squirrel ordered the stewards and the battle maids to stand by in front of the throne, and then climbed the final staircase to sit on the throne.

Then, as if casually, he glanced at Albede.

“…… Speaking of which, what kind of setting is she? ”

As for the character of Yarbed, the only thing to remember is that she is the head of the Guardians, and the highest-ranking NPC in the Great Underground Tomb of Nasalik.

Since the NPC was created by other guild members, the flying squirrel only knew that there was "such a guy".

Driven by curiosity, President Flying Squirrel operates the control interface and begins to browse through the detailed settings of Albede. All of a sudden, the dense text filled the field of vision like a flood, it was like an epic masterpiece, and if you read it carefully, you should always see the end of the operation.

It felt like a flying squirrel stepping on a landmine, and if his face with only bones left could move, he would be shaking now.

I want to scold myself in my heart, and I forgot that the guild member who designed Al Bead is a guy who is extremely obsessed with character settings, and such a detailed character setting, even if it is a famous NPC setting that is officially loved, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that.

But now that it's been opened, there's no way to do it, so I can only start browsing with an indifferent mood.

It's not just a skip-and-go browsing that picks out the key points, but just looks at the title and scrolls the page quickly in one go.

Skipping the long text and seeing the final character setting along the way, the flying squirrel was stunned.

“…… A slut at the same time. ”

This one...... Is it a ...... Contrasting cute? But anyway, this setting is too much, right!?

“…… Let's change it. ”

Raising the Staff of Anziulgon, you can directly connect to the setting by using the editing tool to change the setting by using the Guild's privileges. After a few clicks on the control interface, the last sentence disappeared immediately.

The flying squirrel thought for a moment and looked at the blank space in the Yarbede character setup: it seems better to fill in a few more things? So......

“…… Now I love flying squirrels. ”

Wow! I'm so shy, I'm such a fool......

The flying squirrel who is very innocent in reality stretches out his hand to hide his face, and a kind of shy emotion that seems to be setting his ideal girlfriend and writing a love plot makes the flying squirrel can't help but beat faster and be timid. I wanted to rewrite it because I was shy, but in the end I changed my mind and thought it would be good.

The game will come to an end today, and the shyness of the present will soon disappear with it.

And the eliminated sentence is exactly the same as the number of words in the written sentence, which is quite perfect. It would be a pity if you left a blank space after deletion.

Sitting on the throne, the flying squirrel looked around the room with a little satisfaction and shyness, and found that Sebas and the maids were still in a static state. Even if you're in this space together, it's still a bit empty to see them standing motionless.

“…… So ...... Worship it. ”

Immediately afterwards, Jarbede, Sebas, and the six servants knelt down to the throne and bowed.

Very good. The flying squirrel nodded in satisfaction, then raised his left hand and looked at the translucent watch on it, ready to confirm the time again.

23：55：48

It's going to be stopped soon.,I'm afraid GM has started broadcasting.,Fireworks are also being set off in the night sky outside.。

However, the flying squirrel did not turn on the GM, but just sat quietly on the throne here, waiting for the game to be automatically ejected after the game was suspended.

It seems that they have come to this point calmly, and there should be no more accidents.

Let me guard this guild and finish the last journey in peace

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However, immediately afterward, an incredible alarm shattered the silence of the last moments.

“…… What the? The Great Tomb of Nasalik has been invaded from the surface?! There's only a few minutes left before the service stops!! ”

The Flying Squirrel President muttered to himself in shock and anger as he moved his skeletal palm and tapped it in the void a few times, bringing up the surveillance footage of the surface entrance to the Great Tomb. Then, through the screen, he saw that in a swamp filled with purple-red miasma near the surface entrance gate of the Great Tomb, a group of petite intruders were engaged in a fierce battle with the skeleton soldiers who were the outer guards of the Great Tomb.

“…… Look...... More than half of the intruders are ...... Cat people? The rest are goblins, slimes, vampires, and...... A paladin and a magician? What a strange combination! Could it be that he is a player of the 'Cat Kingdom' guild? ”

The flying squirrel muttered in some confusion, he didn't remember any enmity he had with that cat party concentration camp guild, and he didn't even have much to do with it.

In addition, although more than half of the invaders are cat people, they did not display the banner of the "Cat Kingdom" guild, and in the enemy team, the guy who served as the leader and backbone of the main force actually looked like the vampire! So it seems that the identity of the other party has not been really confirmed.

However, no matter who the opponent is, now that everyone has already come to the door, it seems necessary for him, the lord of the Great Tomb of Nasalik, the president of the Anzi Urgong Guild, to stand up and fight. But...... He turned his head to look at the time on his watch again.

23：57：00

The suspension time announced by the game company is 00:00:00.

- There are only three minutes left in the game, and the Great Tomb of Nasalik has ten floors, and each floor is equipped with powerful Guardian NPCs, and space bans are also enforced. Except for the members of the Aziurgong Guild itself, hostile players are unable to use random doors in the tomb, and can only defeat the guardians layer by layer to clear the level, and finally reach the tenth floor and fight the flying squirrel leader.

And no matter how powerful the invader is, it only takes three minutes to get through the first layer of the Great Tomb, and I am afraid it may not be enough to get through the first layer of the Great Tomb!

What's more, these players who came from nowhere don't look very strong, and they can't kill them in seconds in the face of the lowest-level skeleton soldiers......

After another minute of watching, and finding that most of these useless players continued to fight with the skeleton soldiers on the periphery, and did not even manage to storm the temple that was the surface entrance to the Great Tomb, the Flying Squirrel leader turned off the surveillance screen in boredom, and then collapsed on the throne in exhaustion.

“…… Forget it, don't bother to pay attention to these guys who don't care about themselves, just wait quietly for the suspension of the game! ”