The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Jiang Chen leaned against the stone wall, watching with amusement as the two groups talked at cross purposes.

He wasn't worried that the two sides would fight.

It wasn't that he forgot the chaotic attribute unique to players, but rather that he knew that, in the eyes of the natives of this world, players at this stage were as weak as infants.

Normally, the human race in this world trains their bodies from a young age, and begins to try to circulate their blood and qi at the age of six.

If we switch to Jiang Chen's modified leveling system, no matter how bad one's talent is, by relying solely on the blood and goat food hunted by the tribe, one can basically push their cultivation level to the equivalent of level ten or higher by the time they reach adulthood.

So where are these players now?

Most are only at level two, and some haven't even developed any blood and qi; being disabled is considered a nice way of putting it.

With such a vast disparity in strength between the two sides, even if the players acted slightly out of line, they wouldn't necessarily be eliminated.

Of course, Jiang Chen's ability to make such a judgment also involved the harsh living environment of the human race in this world.

With so many enemies, mutual assistance has become a common practice among humans, even if they don't know each other.

This is also why the chieftain of the Xishixue tribe chose to bring him, whom he had just met, back to the tribe for protection three years ago.

Frankly speaking, putting aside the ever-present dangers, the human race in this world as a whole can indeed be described as having a simple and honest folk culture.

Meanwhile, while Jiang Chen remained calm and collected, the human warriors were having a real headache.

"Isn't any of these people even capable of speaking up?"

Shi Yan looked at the chattering little players in front of him and felt very tired.

Their High Stone Blood Tribe's overall strength is only comparable to that of the Stream Stone Blood Tribe. Both have a total population of just over ten thousand. Excluding the elderly, weak, women, and children, they can barely muster a human warrior force of a thousand.

This ratio is undoubtedly militaristic, but it is also a necessary force for self-defense.

The area under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War was too large, making it impossible to send heavy troops to protect the small tribes under its jurisdiction at all times.

Moreover, because the area that the Ministry of War needs to guard is too large, it is inevitable that some stray soldiers from other tribes will infiltrate and hide in the mountains and rivers, making them difficult to completely eliminate. Once these stray soldiers gather on a large scale, it will be a catastrophic disaster for these small tribes.

Therefore, the Xishi and Gaoshi tribes, along with another nearby tribe, had always helped each other and supported each other.

They had heard that the Streamstone Blood Tribe had been wiped out by a beastman army, and out of concern for the safety of their own tribe, they sent people to investigate in person.

I never imagined I would encounter this situation.

Annoyed by the players' clamor, the young-looking soldier cut to the chase: "Why don't we take all these people back? They're so weak anyway; they probably won't survive if we leave them here."

Shi Yan smiled wryly upon hearing this: "Do you think they can understand what we're saying?"

As the leader of the ten men, Shi Yan did not propose to forcibly take these players away by force, and his soldiers naturally would not overstep their bounds.

Finally, he shook his head helplessly: "We should go back and report first. The clan leader will decide how to handle it."

The squad leader gave the order, and the soldiers immediately turned and left.

But the players were outraged when they saw this.

Having finally caught a new group of NPCs, and with the players also quite envious of the weapons the soldiers were wielding, they weren't about to let them go so easily.

Bowen felt his fighting spirit rising, and he and another player with the ID "Campus Spring" quickly stepped forward to block the soldiers' path.

"Hmph, trying to escape?"

"If you're not going to hand over the mission, you should at least leave something behind, right?"

The other players were equally eager to join in.

So what if they're NPCs? If the profits are big enough, players won't even blink an eye if they commit suicide.

The idea that killing someone will loot their gear is ingrained in gamers' minds.

Compared to players who enjoy the thrill of combat, Brother Niu actually prefers experiencing the local customs and culture in the game.

He inexplicably felt that something was wrong with how things were developing. He frowned, pulled everyone in front of him, and whispered a reminder: "Brother-in-law, let's not rush in."

Tenka Fubu stared intently at the bone sword in the centurion's hand, not turning his head: "Is there a problem? These people don't seem to be any elite monsters."

"You should notice that these NPCs' reactions don't seem like rigidly programmed ones; they even talk to each other, though we can't understand what they're saying."

Creating a new language in a game is not uncommon; many games choose this approach, mostly to enrich the world-building and enhance immersion.

But the way these human warriors communicated felt so real, especially the subtle details in their eyes.

It was so realistic that even Brother Niu suspected that these NPCs were actually being manipulated by staff.

Tenka Fubu dismissed it: "Aren't many games already experimenting with AI dialogue?"

"Brother-in-law, you're not an industry insider, so you may not have a deep understanding of this. We're not discussing pseudo-AI here; the essence of real AI dialogue is a multimodal neural network system."

In the process of language decoupling, attack vectors are added, and generalization between text and symbols is achieved to realize human-like natural language responses. The computational load required for this process is not small.

Game developers wouldn't be so extravagant as to max out resources for even insignificant characters, would they? Therefore, I'm certain these NPCs are not simple. Let's observe the situation first.

Brother Niu's long and eloquent speech reached Jiang Chen's ears.

What he meant was that the process was completely wrong, but the conclusion was actually fine.

For players at this stage, any one of these human warriors is a boss-level unit.

While Brother Niu was talking to Tianxia Buwu, some impatient players started attacking these human warriors.

Bowen shouted for everyone to stand shoulder to shoulder and threw a punch at the sergeant first.

This attack posed no threat to Shi Yan, who easily dodged it.

He steadied himself, his expression turning serious: "What's going on with these people?"

The players' changing attitudes were so fast that these human warriors simply couldn't understand them.

One second they were so enthusiastic that they were kowtowing, and the next second they suddenly attacked. Shi Yan wondered if they had done anything outrageous.

The soldiers were completely bewildered, but they couldn't just let the players attack them.

The standard for being selected as a combat soldier is to have cultivated twelve bloodlines, but this is the minimum standard, and the actual standard is certainly not that low.

Their deep-seated fighting spirit is not usually apparent, but it is fully revealed when they engage in combat.

In an instant, each of the ten soldiers present exuded a strong aura of blood, like a blazing furnace. Ordinary people could feel the heat rising from them just by standing in front of them.

The oppressive atmosphere emanating from the soldiers made Bowen's scalp tingle, freezing him in place and rendering him unable to make any further moves.

"...Is it possible to reconcile?"