Chapter 270: Emperor Qi's Doubt

This resurrection NPC mentor is a nightmare! Everyone nearly spat out blood in exasperation.

In other online games, don't players typically respawn directly on the map after death, or pay a few hundred copper coins at a resurrection NPC to revive? Many modern online games don't even require resurrection items, fearing they might alienate paying customers. Yet, this shameless scoundrel is brazenly hindering progress.

Everyone was upset; this felt like a step backward, something that warranted an apology to all players. But there was nothing they could do. The "resurrection point" industry was a monopoly, and its intellectual property patents were incredibly profitable.

This game was indeed hardcore. Did even resurrection points require players to act as them?

Another issue was that Akina Speed, being an alchemy factory, could control the lives of the species it spawned. This meant if they allowed Akina Speed to serve as a surrogate for the Ancient Tree of Life, their lives would be in his hands. However, they trusted his character. Since shapeshifting would always lead to their lives being controlled, it was better to have one of their own control their lives than the Ancient Tree of Life. After all, for his business to last, he would surely adhere to principles and wouldn't casually seize an opportunity to kill them.

Nevertheless, after enduring the first two worlds, the era of massive player expansion had arrived. This was especially true for this planet with its reincarnation mechanism, where death was not easily permanent, and its various mysteries were far more enticing than those of the previous two eras. After all, this was an undeveloped era.

"I'm going in! I want to choose a demon; they're incredibly cool."

"I'll take on this debt! I just want the cheapest human race, but remember to mold me into Naruto! I'm actually a school debate champion, and I want to master 'talk-no-jutsu' to philosophically contend with the Nameless Sword Saint at the Forbidden City's summit. Don't worry, I'll live-stream it for everyone (paid live stream)."

Paid live streams... was stinginess contagious? Everyone felt the world had grown cold, perhaps trust between people had vanished. But debating the Nameless Sword Saint? Was it possible for a weakling like you to engage in a war of words with the world's strongest? Everyone thought it actually was possible! After all, the Sword Saint's personality was well-known; his three mirrors were all about the path of mind studies.

"That's something to watch!"

"This is wild! A battle of verbal champions! At the Forbidden City's summit, two masters discussing the philosophy of women's clothing—is the distinction between male and female attire similar to that between human and divine nature? (Wacky)"

"Hahahaha! I think the Sword Saint might actually be interested! He loves to reason, so he might accept the challenge!"

"Damn it! You guys come up with the craziest things! If I really get talked into discussing that, my Sword Saint's prestige will be dragged down by you morons! (Gritting teeth)"

Soon, the number of registrants gradually increased, and even some who hadn't planned on joining decided to accelerate their species' propagation.

"Many are signing up for the first time, about seven or eight of them are coming in soon." Akina Speed was instantly very satisfied. As long as he controlled the core technology, they would all have to call him 'daddy'!

"I am the Otherworld Login Device!" He suddenly sat in his room, muttering to himself while looking at his computer screen, "This is simply my perk as a transmigator! I'll build the game server, bring in Earth players, create main quests, dungeons, storylines, establish cities, and use their immortality and meme-like qualities to embark on the true king's path in this other world!"

If this were written, it would be a novel! His eyes gradually lit up. "This really is an online game! I can give them rebirth, sell them equipment, mounts, and premium skins! Oh, and character customization services—for those who want certain... endowments, they'll have to pay extra, otherwise, I'll cut corners for them, and they'll have to buy medicine from me later..." He chuckled silently, a sunny smile spreading across his face.

There seemed to be quite a few monetization points! Luring them in to accumulate countless debts was only the beginning...

"However, I need to exploit the natives first."

At this moment, Warden Yumilia had retired. Ordinarily, the Eleven Elf Council made decisions for the High Elf Empire. As a hero of the Sun Elf tribe and one of the eleven decision-makers, he naturally had access to the eleven Ancient Elf Trees.

"What? Three elf heroes are arriving soon? Are they male heroes?" The Ancient Trees of Life were all stirred. Currently, Ah Chou ruled the world, but the trees still wanted power to protect themselves, and even to overthrow Ah Chou's rule. After all, it was unsettling for them, as ancient trees meant to cultivate in peace and shelter all beings, to feel that their lives were not in their own hands. Now, gender was irrelevant, as long as they didn't lay hands on female elves.

"The highest bidder wins! Which elf race they will be, and which of your factions they'll belong to, depends on your price," said Akina Speed. "Don't worry about them rebelling; I propagate them, and I control their lives."

The Sun Elf Ancient Tree understood, smiling, "And I propagate you, controlling your life." This was indirect control over the other party, eliminating fear of betrayal. Each of the Ancient Elf Trees grew restless. Akina Speed was engaging in a two-way resale, exploiting players on one side and natives on the other—it was absolutely delightful.

Next, he crossed the desert boundary, traveling among the Human, Beast, and Demon races.

"What? Immortal heroes born from the Heroic Altar? Yes! Will you allow us to summon them?"

"As long as we provide astonishing wealth?"

One by one, the races...