I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 575 Mr. Chen is so righteous (36)

Compared to a month ago in the dream world, the base of Ye Cai, Miao Qingyu, and others has been completely renovated.

They have already captured the magical artifact located atop the sacred mountain, and the unlocking of numerous artifacts has significantly boosted the strength of their base, but the wild vegetables still feel insufficient.

The annihilation cannon hovered in the air, and the main gun had been equipped with an automatic aiming function, but the wild vegetables still felt insufficient.

Even with a large influx of players, everyone has started to utilize the unique features of this place to significantly improve their strength, but the wild vegetables still feel insufficient.

Sitting in the base's conference room, Wild Vegetable stared at the plan in front of her, wondering if there were any mistakes or omissions.

He had a lot of fun during the month of gaming.

This happiness was accompanied by a strong sense of satisfaction, a satisfaction he hadn't felt in a long time.

This dungeon isn't difficult to get started with. Even if you don't know anything, someone will come and help you explain it, and then give you a whole backpack full of materials to build a house.

Because resources are so abundant, the level of camaraderie among players is very high. Cooperation that is almost unheard of in real life is the norm here. Even the most cynical person will be assimilated into a player who enjoys building and studying spirit stone routes.

Every time they look out the window, the wild vegetables can see the earth-shaking changes taking place here. The players' imagination is amazing, and they have made this place their second hometown.

But the more this was the case, the more worried he became.

He has now become the president of this place, and a large number of monks obey his every order. Everyone believes that he can make this place more livable, and this expectation has also turned into pressure and motivation.

In response to this trust, the wild vegetables have been staying here and have gained immense satisfaction from it.

But as the countdown drew closer, he became increasingly uneasy.

A month of gameplay is approaching, and the second phase of the dream is about to begin.

As the first guild leader to integrate all the resources in the city, Wild Vegetable successfully established a new communication group for guild leaders in the Dreamland and made contact with guild leaders in other cities after strengthening the broadcasting station.

Inside the meeting room, he addressed the others, "The second phase begins in three hours. Is everyone ready?"

The screen lit up, and the portraits of the association presidents appeared on the corresponding screens on the wall.

"We are prepared. We have stockpiled a lot of supplies, which should be enough to deal with any danger."

"Me too, we've prepared eighteen Dream Annihilation Cannons, they can destroy anything."

"Aren't you guys being a bit too serious? Even though Chenguang is called the Great Demon King, it doesn't mean he really is. Maybe it's just a countdown, and once it's over, he'll congratulate us and then the event will end."

"I don't think so. If I were Chenguang, I would definitely make a big move right now, otherwise my thoughts wouldn't be clear."

"What a coincidence, so am I."

Without interrupting anyone, Wild Vegetable simply watched the countdown quietly, listened to everyone's opinions, and tried to consider all possible scenarios.

At first, everyone was speaking freely, but as the countdown approached, more and more people fell silent.

In the last ten minutes, the entire conference room was completely silent. The presidents of each district watched the countdown in silence, leaving only the ticking sound of the countdown in the conference room.

Some people try to break the silence, but each time they speak, they only say a few words before falling silent, which only makes the silence more obvious.

In the final ten minutes, the silence in the meeting room became thick and heavy. The players inside the instance held their breath, staring at their respective city's core base, awaiting the next development. These were the final minutes of Dream Day; in a little while, they would jump to tomorrow and begin a new day.

At this moment, an incredibly large moon hangs in the sky, its silvery-white light so white it's almost cold, and so bright it's almost blinding.

Everyone was waiting, and the closer they got to the last moment of the countdown, the more nervous they became, to the point that they even forgot to breathe.

Finally, the time has come.

A new day dawned, but nothing happened.

The feint made everyone breathe a sigh of relief; even Ye Cai wiped away sweat, wondering if she had been too nervous.

Just as some people were about to crack a joke to lighten the mood, the view outside the window suddenly turned purple.

The wild vegetable leaped to the window and saw the moon outside suddenly turn purple, then begin to rot and melt.

The vibrant purple seemed to want to dye the world the same color, giving people an unnatural, morbid feeling.

Seeing this thing sent chills down my spine.

Just by looking at it, one can feel the unfathomable malice. Such a terrifying thing should not be a product of this world. Its terrifying effects make one feel that the opponent is an invincible adversary, giving them a strong sense of oppression even before they have engaged in combat.

Then, purple light descended.

Under the purple light, the mechanical structures that had previously posed only a slight threat suddenly became active.

They were born on the edge of the city and, under the influence of purple light, began to devour each other and continue to grow.

Some players witnessed this scene by chance. In the videos they recorded, the vegetables saw the mechanical structures begin to melt and devour each other in the process, eventually forming a humanoid shape.

The corrupt machinery was covered in black grease, and their sheer number resembled petri dishes, where humanoid figures were being cultivated on a massive scale.

Their bodies had melted, covered in a waxy structure, and their facial features were beginning to dissolve, yet they still wore suspicious smiles.

From the moment they were born, they began their march towards the city center. Their slow, sluggish movements seemed insignificant, but no one wanted these things entering their base.

"Gentlemen, the first wave of attack has begun. If you need support, you can initiate a rescue operation here. Please provide assistance to nearby cities as much as possible. I hope to see you all again after this."

After saying that, Wild Vegetable found Miao Qingyu, who was waiting for orders: "Qingyu, we can start now. The first wave shouldn't be too strong, but let's still be careful."

"Ah."

The Emperor's banner began to fly, and the Fire King players used wave after wave of area-of-effect attacks to test the strength of these metal figures. The conclusions they reached were quite reassuring.

Their strength is greater than that of mechanical constructs, but the difference is limited. A normal Fireball player can eliminate a large number of similar Corrupted Men with a single swing and then turn them into resources.

Furthermore, because they are corrupted, they will drop a new material called "Corrupted Crystal," which can enhance machinery and weapons, giving them special affixes.

The intensity wasn't high, and the drops were decent; these two discoveries brought a huge sigh of relief to everyone.

Mr. Chen is indeed a man of great integrity.

(End of this chapter)