All Novel Full Chapter 1391
Chapter 1391: Chapter 1251: Aliens Sweep Through the Virtual World!
Lincoln Lost Contact!
(Two in One)_3 Chapter 1391: Chapter 1251: Aliens Sweep Through the Virtual World!
Lincoln Lost Contact!
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In the virtual world, core players were still struggling!
— They discovered that after dying once, they would be restored to purity from the “Infected Mother Body”; as long as they weren’t injected with embryos again, they had no risk of being parasitized.
So, they quickly regrouped and attempted to counter this crisis.
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Especially the [Honorary Players], the proportion online was astoundingly high!
Even the players who earned the title of [Honorary Player] through casual games were mostly undaunted in going online to combat this sudden crisis.
All the game streamers, regardless of what they were doing before, were now urgently going online, calling on their fans and live-streamer community to join them.
Many streamers who had already gone to sleep due to time zone differences were being woken up.
Whether it was to show off, seek attention, or truly driven by a sense of responsibility, all joined in the chaotic fray.
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In the official forums, [Mobilization Posts], [Recruitment Posters], [Proclamations of War], written in various languages, sprouted up like bamboo shoots after a rain, summoning more fresh forces to join the grand salvation campaign.
The [Flag of Savior], whose name inherently carried the notion of saving the world, also witnessed the return of their spiritual totem—Shuihua, as they reestablished their organization’s structure to dive back into the fervent battle for salvation.
This strong wave even persuaded many players who had originally fled to return to the Game World and join the battlefield.
The cries for resistance grew wave upon wave.
But success was easier said than done.
The process of players logging off was also the process of abandoning bodies—the majority were chased down by the aliens to the brink, only then seeing the reality and forcibly logging off.
Being forced out of the battle inevitably meant leaving behind corpse after corpse.
Thus, the aliens’ numbers just kept growing +1+1+1…
Even as the players logged off en masse, the exponential rise in the aliens’ numbers hadn’t ceased—
Players could log off, but NPCs couldn’t!
How many NPCs were there in the virtual world?
No player had tallied that, because there were simply too many!
Cloud Dream’s development team often added new NPCs on a whim.
Now, all these NPCs had become breeding grounds for alien hatching!
— Except for Cyber Chang’an.
The NPCs there had outrageously high combat power, and there were plenty of unmanned combat units and advanced AI assisting the resistance.
Not only were their resistance forces exceptionally strong, but many humans and NPCs, even in death, had prosthetic bodies made of iron that couldn’t be used for hatching new aliens.
But even Cyber Chang’an, powerful as it was, only managed to fight the aliens to a standstill, resulting in a tug-of-war.
It goes without saying how the other battlefields fared.
In retreat!
Just to establish bases on maps that had already been overrun, a great number of bodies were left behind, and as the number of players within the bases grew, it attracted more alien forces to the attack!
The hastily formed defense lines were in grave danger!
The players in the virtual world fought stubbornly.
The players in the real world shouted loudly.
They were asking: Where is Cloud Dream?
Where is Lincoln?
Your virtual world is about to become an alien nest, do you really not care?!
Randall, Fred, Quentina, Samuel, Cheryl…
and so on and so forth, Cloud Dream staff’s thoughts on this question were:
Good question!
Where is Lincoln?
This was the very question they too desired to ask!
The moment the problem arose, they urgently tried to contact Lincoln.
Experience told them: Normally, one might not reach the Boss, but if something big happened, they surely could!
But this time, that experience failed.
Just at this critical juncture—
Lincoln went missing.