Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Cool.

Ryan has finally found the perfect way to deal with the Lightless.

It is widely known that those without light can resurrect indefinitely.

They don't feel pain in the game, so simply killing them is pointless.

However, the absence of pain does not mean the absence of dizziness.

The severe motion sickness caused by VR games has always been a common problem, and it wasn't until recent technological advancements that this motion sickness was somewhat controlled.

However, the dizziness persists and cannot be eliminated in principle.

Therefore, the best way to deal with the people without light is to whip them like a spinning top!

This amazing discovery was like finding a new continent.

Therefore, Ryan also had to do what he should do when discovering a new continent.

That is, smoking.

The long whip drew a smooth arc in the air, with the sound of firecrackers exploding echoing through the air.

The more Ryan delved into this craft, the more he experienced its profound depth and long history.

The key is to control the force. You can't use too much force, or the player will die after a few hits; you can't use too little force, or the player won't be able to spin.

[Apprentice-level Farmer: (0.1)]

After becoming a blacksmith's apprentice and a long-distance runner, Ryan has unlocked a new profession: an apprentice farmer. He can continue to level up as long as he works on the farm.

With the experience bonus, Ryan drew even more enthusiastically.

The Great Sword Master had already been spinning like a top. In just over ten breaths, Ryan had drawn ten 10-pulls. The speed was getting faster and faster. He spun around a hundred times and even drew a small guaranteed one.

Ryan just drew a critical hit.

Spinning around a hundred times is uncomfortable enough in real life, let alone in a VR game where the dizziness is even stronger.

Tai Dao Tianzun was not only dizzy, he could no longer distinguish which was his head and which was his feet. After Ryan finished hitting him, he continued to spin around due to inertia, spinning several times before finally falling to the ground.

The Great Sword Master opened his mouth, as if to say something, but what came out first was not words...

"Whoosh whoo ...

He vomited.

—But not in a game.

The entire room fell silent.

No matter how fearless a novice player or how amazing a veteran, they were all speechless at this moment.

"what?"

They blinked, completely unable to believe what they had just seen. Was this 100-draw upon login really just a pure draw?

He simply whipped her a hundred times.

Watching the Great Sword Master squatting on the ground, foaming at the mouth and muttering incoherently, 'One katana, two katanas...'

The new players were all terrified; the guy was already delusional enough, and now he was completely obsessed.

The players in the dungeon noticed the expressions on the faces of the new players, and they really liked a famous quote from an Eden player: "Ah."

“The Lightless.”

The boy's smile grew even gentler. The evening breeze ruffled his hair, and his long golden hair scattered in the air, entwining with the light, making his profile look quite sacred. "Those who said they wanted to draw lots, please come forward."

Am I going to get a beating too?

Players in the second closed beta test looked at each other, their faces filled with fear; they had all just signed up.

No, no!

They no longer dared to slander Lord Ryan online.

The players realized their mistake; they initially thought Eden had backed down, but it turned out the whip was on cooldown.

They dared not boast anymore. Compared to Eden, all those so-called 'suffering games' on the market were nothing but empty names.

No matter how much suffering I endure, can it compare to the impact of someone else's narrative?

Quit now, this stupid game is not for humans.

As soon as Ryan demonstrated this amazing skill, fifteen new players immediately removed their helmets and forcibly logged out of the game, prioritizing their lives above all else.

Ryan was increasingly satisfied.

That's insane.

Even the astonishing old man panicked.

He has lived to be sixty-two, and he has played every game of framing and torment in his life.

Looking back on my gaming career, I thought I had seen it all and sailed the sea of ​​history, but I never expected that there would be someone even stronger than me, and that I would face this calamity in my old age.

If his old bones, born in the 00s, were whipped a hundred times, wouldn't they fall apart?

The murder mystery game is said to be...

Should we run away?

But he couldn't bear to give it up; he had stayed up all night to snag this beta test spot.

"Lao Lai, just give me a token gesture, for my sake."

The uncle decided to use his connections and show some courtesy, as he had a close relationship with Lao Lai's comrades: "Why don't you do a promotional activity, like giving away ten free draws for every one hundred you do?"

Get 10 free draws for every 100 draws you make.

These are words that humans can say...

The new players stared at the old man with the eyes of someone looking at an animal.

“Lord Ryan.” The legendary investigator knew his uncle was unreliable, and to deal with someone as arrogant as Ryan, you had to stroke him the right way. He quickly stepped forward and asked, “Could we postpone the distribution of this free reward?”

“Okay.” Ryan nodded.

The new players all breathed a sigh of relief, marveling at how humane Eden was, even delaying the distribution of rewards.

“The condition is…” Ryan’s smile remained bright, “…to go to work.”

Go to work—this was the third time Ryan had mentioned the word today.

After learning more about the situation, the players finally understood that they really were required to work.

With the drought curse lifted, the farmland of Daohua Town was liberated. Now it is the harvest season for spring rice, and they are needed to help the villagers harvest the rice and finally sow the seeds of summer rice before autumn arrives.

Whether new or veteran players, they all uttered that famous line: "Huh?"

Isn't the core appeal of this game simply the exhilarating combat?

Why did they suddenly switch to farming?

Moreover, the farming gameplay was phased out in the VR era.

The first test was all about combat, but the second test completely changed it to farming – they've completely forgotten their roots.

Has Eden gone mad? Does he think he's making too much money?

"Who wants to play farming games? That's so outdated."

Players complained that they came for the exhilarating combat, not for boring farming. "Besides, there are no farmers in 2062. Everyone eats healthy synthetic rice. There's no sense of immersion at all."

Whenever the production tools complained, Ryan would brandish his whip.

A flash of cold light passed by, and they dared not speak.

The new players instantly realized that they had three paths in front of them: either obediently farm, take the whip, or quit the game.

Ryan's smile grew even warmer. Of the three choices, each one was in his favor. He had won three times; it was a triple win.

I'm not playing anymore.

Five more players went on strike on the spot.

Even if Eden's graphics are ahead of their time, so what? They came to play the game, not to be played by the game, much less to become cyber slaves. They quit the game on the spot.

As soon as the second closed beta test began, Ryan drove away twenty new players, which made him even happier.

With thirty players remaining, their choice is obvious.

Come here.

Let's try farming first, what if it goes well?

The players were given broken hoes and assigned plots of land to be managed; the villagers would then guide them.

But Ryan discovered that there was still one new player who hadn't gone yet.

This player's race is the same as Yuzu's; they both created a female elf.

It's clear that she put a lot of effort into sculpting the face; the figure is slender and shapely, and the cheeks have a very elfin feel.

She chose neither to farm nor to quit the game.

"?" Ryan asked, puzzled. "What are you doing here?"

"Lord Ryan."

The female elf spoke, her rose-colored eyes rippling as if one could see pink hearts within them.

"Please give me a reward."

Ryan also quoted the famous line from the Eden players:

--"ah?"

Chapter 93 Just how far into the future have you seen?

[The Masochistic Leader of the Milk Powder Group]

Ryan looked at the ID on the other side and he was almost scared to tears.

Faced with such an extraordinary person, one dares neither to curse nor to hit, for fear of pleasing the other party.

These new players are too overpowered. He originally thought that the katana-wielding hero was already a formidable opponent.

Unexpectedly, one end was lower than the other.

The masochistic elf was staring at Ryan with a strangely expectant look, making Ryan's scalp tingle. How did he even get this thing? Should he search for a tutorial online...?

Ryan let out a soft sigh; he couldn't let the players lead him by the nose.

Since that's the case, let's do the opposite.

We must do everything the opposite; we can't let this pervert get his way.

“You must be joking,” Ryan said with a smile. “I would never lay a hand on a beautiful lady.”

"Wow, Laibao is such a gentleman!" The group leader was even more excited.

Not extravagant.

"You damned sow elf!" Ryan cursed. "Stop acting like a jerk here."

"Wow, Daddy is so handsome!" The team leader was quite excited.

Not right either.

Praising him was wrong, criticizing him was wrong, so Ryan chose to remain silent and ignore it.

"Wow, there's even placement play!" The guild leader was extremely excited.

Ryan's face darkened. This was the first time he had encountered such a troublesome player. She could attack or defend as she pleased, and ignoring her would even allow her to amuse herself. She was practically invincible.

The female elf was overjoyed, her eyes sparkling with rose-colored hearts, and she breathed heavily: "Lord Ryan, please give me your orders, I will do anything, and then... please give me a reward."

Her eyes were still fixed on the whip in Ryan's hand.

Don't have any strange expectations of me.

call...

Ryan took a deep breath, calmed down, and glanced coldly at the leader, thinking to himself that the Dark Ones were indeed the worst creatures in the world, and he really had no choice but to try and take them down.