Chapter 1387
Chapter 1387: Chapter 1249: The Outbreak of the Space City Plague!
Chapter 1387: Chapter 1249: The Outbreak of the Space City Plague!
Players severely underestimated the lethality of the Aliens.
This couldn’t entirely be blamed on them.
After all, they had very little understanding of these creatures called Aliens.
In this world, there were no movies related to Aliens; “Iron-Blooded Warrior vs.
Alien,” which could have become their opportunity to understand these creatures, was scrapped because they had broken into the Spaceship and captured the Iron-Blooded Warrior and the Aliens ahead of time.
The capture of the Aliens only showcased their combat abilities.
And ironically, “Combat Power” was the thing players cared about the least—Space city was home to over a hundred thousand people; could a humanoid monster that killed with fangs, claws, and acid keep up?
There was no need for powerful weapons; you’d be overwhelmed by sheer numbers!
With this mindset, when everyone initially discovered that the sturdy Glass cage had been mysteriously melted creating a large hole, and the Alien inside had vanished without a trace, it felt no different from “a golden monkey escaping from a damaged cage at the city zoo.”
Only the Team that sold the tickets was a bit panicked.
But their panic was more about the concern that the Alien might accidentally be killed by other players, preventing them from selling tickets in the future.
They tried to search, but after an entire day, they found nothing.
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So, a young genius had a brainwave and ran to the official forum to post a “Monster Search Notice.”
In a very serious manner, they followed the format of a missing person notice, posted a photo of the Alien, included the time and place of disappearance, as well as its possible range of activities, and while reminding everyone to stay safe, they also stated that intelligence would be rewarded “appropriately.”
This “Monster Search Notice” was full of points for ridicule, sparking a lot of jokes among players.
Although many responded to the post, none provided any useful information.
The next day, there was still no news of the Alien.
Neither the local channel of [Space City] nor the Player Forum had any trace of the Alien; it was as if it had evaporated into thin air after escaping from prison, leaving many people completely baffled.
Some even began to wonder: had the Alien died in silence somewhere?
Otherwise, why was there no reaction at all?
…
But in fact, changes had already begun.
Thomas, a tycoon in [Space City] who owned farms, ranches, and distilleries, could be counted among the few players who genuinely cared about this matter.
Players indeed weren’t afraid of dying, but his Ranch was home to a large number of Livestock, and if an Alien sneaked in, the loss would be hard to tell!
So, he checked the number and condition of his Livestock every day.
The good news was: the number of Livestock didn’t show any anomalies.
Fluctuations were inevitable, as he had to make daily deliveries, but the data were normal, and there was no issue with growth or reduction.
However, the bad news was: the Livestock suddenly fell ill.
And the situation was very severe!
By the time he noticed it, 1,684 cows, 3,357 pigs, and 662 sheep had been infected.
And that number was growing every second!
Thomas was shocked on the spot and immediately dispatched Medical Robots to inspect.
But the Medical Robots returned without success, handing over a System report that contained only pages and pages of Livestock’s physical condition.
Under the result section, there was only a term that baffled him: [Unknown Infection].
Thomas wasn’t afraid of being infected, so he drove over in his car to check on the condition of the sick cattle and sheep personally.
The infected cattle and sheep exhibited a very surprising state—agitation, panic, weakness.
The normally docile animals charged at him like they had gone mad as soon as they saw him, but after running a few steps, they collapsed weakly to the ground, continuously bleating in terror.
Not only were the Livestock’s eyes rimmed with blood vessels, but occasionally, black thread-like objects could be seen moving, resembling some kind of parasite in action, which made Thomas’s scalp tingle.
He stood outside the fence, a deluge of questions flooding his mind:
What has infected the Livestock?
Will they die?
Can they be cured?
What should he do?
Seek treatment for them?
Or quarantine them first?
How much loss will the Ranch suffer?
Should he become an unscrupulous merchant and act as if he hadn’t noticed, just sell them all off?
After all, players wouldn’t be affected much by eating them; at worst, they’d die and respawn!
Wait!
Can we still sell these cows, sheep, and pigs…?
No, that’s not right!
What if these sick cows and sheep have already been sold and even eaten by players???
“Whoa!
Fuck!”
Thomas’s chaotic thoughts came to an abrupt halt as he cried out in alarm!
Forgetting about his sneaky merchant thoughts, he quickly stopped the automatic supply system and contacted the restaurant owners downstream.
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He was one of the first to notice the problem, but it was still too late—
Players had successfully bought restaurants and became owners for the sake of property rights and the profits that came with them, ultimately to make money to upgrade their spaceships.
Who would actually become a chef and cook for other players?
Alright, considering the virtual world is indeed vast, one can’t rule out such players, but they are after all very rare.
Very few players truly care about their restaurants; whether it’s the waitstaff or the chefs, they are still the original robots, so when they received the news from Thomas, they were perplexed.
By the time they rushed to the kitchen to check the ingredients, they found that over one-third of them were marked as [Infected XX meat].
They quickly had the robot chefs prepare a dish for a second assessment, only to discover that the dish was labeled by the System as—
[Subtle Cuisine]
The name was a bit strange, but it could still restore players’ Satiety.
The customers, who were also players, clearly didn’t care much about this, and not even one complained.
The owners realized there was a problem, but the extent of it was unclear.
It was not until a player owner ate a serving of [Subtle Cuisine] and, three minutes later, exhibited the [Unknown Infection] status, that everyone finally confirmed:
A big problem was about to erupt!!
But what exactly the problem was, nobody had a clue, and nobody thought of aliens.
—Everybody’s impression of aliens, including the description on Monster Search Notice, was all about how scary aliens are and how strong their Combat Power is.
When thinking of aliens, one could only associate them with “monster attacks” or “accidental deaths”.
It didn’t align with the plague at all.
Thomas and the restaurant owners immediately went onto the forum and posted a warning to all players—
[Warning!
An unknown plague has appeared in Space City and has spread wide!
Check your status bars now!]
On an ordinary day, the [Space City] forum section lacks sensational news, so this post immediately drew the attention of a vast number of players.
Upon seeing the description of “unknown plague,” out of curiosity, they immediately checked their own statuses.
And with that check, chaos ensued:
“It’s true!
What the fuck!
[Unknown Infection], with an unknown duration?”
“But I don’t feel unwell at all?
Wait!
Have I been feeling my energy deplete faster these past two days?”
“I have it too!
This is outrageous!”
“Shit, I was eating and saw the post, so I identified the dish, and it really is [Subtle Cuisine]!
I’m already halfway through it!”
“What’s going on?
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Did Cloud Dream secretly update the game?”
“If we don’t get infected, will we miss out on the new plot?
No way, I’ve got to get infected too!”
“Let’s go together!
Cloud Dream finally remembered to update content on this side, I can’t miss out!”
…
The replies to the post informed Thomas that the number of players infected with this unknown virus in Space City was alarmingly high and likely far exceeded his expectations.
But the players didn’t care; they were just excitedly discussing what it could be, wondering if Cloud Dream had secretly updated with new content.
Truth be told, Thomas now shared the same thought.
He even considered contacting Cloud Dream Customer Service to inquire whether they would reimburse him for the cattle and sheep lost to the disease.
—Not far away, within the fences, the cows and sheep that had been rampaging and going crazy were now helplessly collapsed on the ground, moaning non-stop, clearly about to die.
While Thomas was only thinking about whether he could recover these losses, he hadn’t noticed that the stomachs of these animals were swelling at an increasingly abnormal rate…