Player Reload
Chapter 195 - 179 Truth

Chapter 195: Chapter 179 Truth

The representative of the Global Supernatural Alliance GOC finished speaking, and representatives of other organizations took turns to speak, with rather consistent content—it didn’t matter how players messed around in normal times, but at critical moments like this, unity should be prioritized.

The press conference thus came to an end, and the representatives from different parties gradually left. Electronic billboards on the walls of high-rise buildings on both sides of the street lit up simultaneously, displaying advertisements.

"Treasure Pavilion announces an upgrade to its short-term rental service. Rent fine quality equipment for as low as 200 Game Coins."

"Credit Suisse Bank’s short-term deposit rates temporarily soar, adding a layer of protection for your family."

"Gen-Sys Biotech’s new superpower-activating agents are now available. If you can’t even survive today, why bother thinking about tomorrow?"

"New Pujing Casino is now open! Sexy dealers deal the cards online. Deposit 66 and get 66 free, with up to 500 Bitcoin withdrawals per day."

The colorful lights from the advertisements illuminated the entire street with a distinct cyberpunk vibe.

Gray Rain watched the neon lights with relish and turned to ask Li Cheng, "Isn’t it contradictory for these companies to rent out props at low prices on the one hand and encourage players to make deposits on the other?"

"It’s not."

Li Cheng folded up his beach observation chair and casually said, "Prop rentals increase the players’ chances of survival; they require a deposit and a contract.

Bank deposits, on the other hand, are aimed at the Game Coins left in the players’ pockets. This thing doesn’t come with life or death, so might as well temporarily deposit all the money before carrying out a task. If a player dies, the bank will convert the money into cash and send it to their family.

Although most guilds provide these two services internally, after all, guilds have to consider the overall interest, and the rates they offer are generally not as high as those of external commercial institutions."

"Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu Xuan?"

A hesitant voice came from behind; Li Cheng turned around and saw a familiar middle-aged man in a Special Affairs Bureau uniform.

Well, isn’t that an Alien?

Felix Taylor, an NPC from Otherworld whom Li Cheng had incidentally saved during the Monster Theme Park mission, was essentially a mutated extraterrestrial being.

Li Cheng’s eyebrows lifted, "Felix? What’s with the uniform?"

"Oh, I’m now a security guard at the Special Affairs Bureau building."

Felix laughed, "The scientists at the Special Affairs Bureau helped me re-edit my DNA and sealed off my mutated form and infectious abilities. Now I can live a normal Life.

Work, life, picking up my daughter from school—she attends classes here in this building with other kids from various worlds."

The Special Affairs Bureau seems particularly fond of and adept at abducting Bosses from script worlds, which is fairly well-known throughout the killing field.

Whether it’s ancient Bloodline ancestors, Superconscious Aggregations, Omega-level Superpower Users, or even unspeakable Evil God followers, they dare to abduct them back to the slums.

Compared to those heavyweights, an Alien... is just a junior among juniors.

"Your daughter goes to school too?" Interested, Gray Rain lifted his chin and asked, "What grade?"

Felix was a bit puzzled, "Uh, third grade."

"Heh."

Gray Rain smiled confidently, sage-like, "The curriculum in the third grade is still quite simple, but it changes in the fourth grade. You need to work hard. The foundation at this stage needs to be solid to prepare for the middle school entrance exams. One more point can be the deciding factor over a thousand."

A twitch appeared at the corner of Li Cheng’s eye, and Felix, not knowing what to say, gave a dry laugh, then asked, "Uh... do I need to inform Su Jie of your arrival?"

"No need, I’m just passing by."

Li Cheng led Gray Rain away, who was still enthusiastically discussing his understanding of education based on short videos he had seen, "The fourth grade is critical, the fifth grade is the most important, the sixth grade is vital, the seventh grade is crucial, the eighth grade cannot be slacked, the ninth grade determines one’s life..."

As they walked through the bustling crowd, Li Cheng had already bought almost everything he needed recently, planning to stroll down the street a bit before logging off.

Boom—

Noise erupted not far to the north, and the crowd also came to a standstill.

Space fragmented like shattered glass, suddenly revealing a crack. The surrounding crowd was first stunned, then terrified, "A rift?!"

"How could a rift appear in the slums?"

"Quick, notify the security team!"

The lower system of the slums was set up with restrictions; players couldn’t attack one another, nor could they use spatial transport or flying abilities.

The space rift appeared right at the front door of the Demon Scientist Alliance headquarters, which was a crescent-shaped spaceship building with a fierce appearance of black and red.

The staff inside, hearing the commotion, stepped out and explained in a solemn voice, "Don’t panic, this is our chairman’s Space Gate; please disperse."

Bystanders exchanged glances and decisively made way.

The space rift gradually expanded, growing to over two meters, and then it suddenly opened wide, like human eyes.

Thousands of degrees of searing wind poured out from behind the Space Gate; on the other side, it seemed to be linked to a volcanic crater. One could hear deafening volcanic eruptions and smell the pungent sulfur.

After a brief delay, a tall and skinny figure robed in a long yellow coat with his face shrouded in the shadow of a hood stepped through the Space Gate and onto the cobblestone of the slums.

A few players who recognized him murmured in shock, "The chairman of the Evil Science Alliance... Side of Truth."

"One of the first batch of players, one of the ten Lv40 Transcendents worldwide..."

"Ignoring the laws of the slums, opening a Space Gate at will—is this what being Lv40 means? A true man should be like this; I could take his place."

"He’s been missing for months, hasn’t he? What if I run up to him now and kneel down, calling him daddy, would he take me in?"

The man in the yellow coat, the Side of Truth, ignored the whispers around him and simply stated, "I’m back."

"Welcome back, Chairman."

Members of the Demon Scientist Alliance stationed at headquarters said in unison, including Bai Lang, who had previously carried out a mission with Li Cheng in Disneyland.

As chaotic players, they all believed in individualism, naturally not bound by complex and clear internal regulations like the Special Affairs Bureau or the Global Supernatural Alliance.

But they also revered knowledge, Strength, and the powerful.

For the Side of Truth, who had founded the Evil Science Alliance, standing against the pressure to protect them in an environment dominated by the Global Supernatural Alliance, there was heartfelt reverence.

The Side of Truth snapped his fingers, closing the Space Gate, and then casually handed a metal box to a subordinate, instructing, "Store the items in the guild’s safe."

The square metal box was only the size of a palm, constantly vibrating, with traces of blood oozing from the seams.

"Yes." The subordinate received the box with both hands and hastened towards the safe, while the Side of Truth stepped into the Evil Science Alliance headquarters.

It might have been an illusion, but as he entered the spaceship building, the Side of Truth turned his head and glanced at the street to the left where Li Cheng was.