My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2616 -873: The Ultra-Classic Chick Game Begins, Come On! You Scumbags

The incident where Old Qin logged out in guilt quickly became today’s hot topic on the forums. Even in the Transia Tavern, many players who witnessed the live broadcast were concerned about Old Qin’s health.

After all, Old Qin is not exactly young anymore.

The community of longtime “Real Different World” stream followers has become quite a fascinating group, where no one is unaware of the legendary “Lord Qin.” Urban legends about him spread in various outrageous versions among these followers, but no matter how ridiculous the rumors are, one thing is for sure.

For the current player community, Old Qin is a very important part.

Today’s battle to reclaim the trench area was also broadcasted live at the tavern, with the livestream perspective being that of Transylvania’s top influencer, Dasaen. His perspective was impressively smooth, even capturing the moment when he was outsmarted by the Wolf People and died due to the “Star-Shattering Earthquake,” creating a cruel “artistic vibe” that is hard to describe.

This rare major defeat for the players has become today’s most talked about topic. Some pessimists believe that if this continues, it might be difficult to hold the Maginot Line, while some radicals think that the older players’ martial virtues are failing!

Now we’ve lost to the Wolf People, then it’ll be the Gnolls next, and then the Ratman, and eventually, there will be nothing left to lose. The straightforward followers believe this is utterly embarrassing!

So, it’s time to select some more virtuous players to enter the game and show the Wolf People what being fierce truly means.

Yes, exactly!

Referring to them, the reservists eagerly preparing to contribute to the Transia People’s anti-invasion cause. Murphy’s mischievous grin almost tipped off his handsome facade in Transylvania, making it difficult to hold a straight face.

And after Lord Qin unexpectedly logged out, Loyal Brother, who was still supervising production at the armory, almost immediately logged out too.

In the ongoing situation of the lockdown, facing such a sudden incident, he had to use official channels and arrived in the city where Lord Qin was by that afternoon, heading straight to the military district hospital to see the just-awakened Old Qin.

The old man seemed alright, sitting in his hospital gown on the bed crying, telling his wife to bring his helmet as he still needed to battle the Wolf People for another three hundred rounds, leaving the young nurses bewildered, thinking the old man must be crazy.

Why else would he keep talking about the Maginot Line, the Wolf People, and things like Transylvania that don’t make sense?

Loyal Brother could understand how frustrated Old Qin must feel at the moment, but he was surely frightened by this unexpected situation.

After persuading Mrs. Qin to leave kindly, he sat silently by his old superior’s bedside, watching him, until Lord Qin could no longer keep up the pretense of being fine, blushing as he pretended nothing was wrong, waving his hand:

“Oh, it’s nothing major, just an old ailment, a bit of rest, and I’ll be discharged. The situation on the other side is urgent, I must go oversee it.”

“Oh really, nothing major?”

Loyal Brother glanced at the examination report he had just picked up. Even though he wasn’t a doctor, he could tell the report contained major issues.

He sighed, saying:

“Lord Qin, stop trying to tough it out. Just rest honestly here, and return to work after you’ve recovered…”

“Nonsense! I’m in perfect health, don’t I know my own body?”

Old Qin looked defiant, like an obstinate old man throwing a tantrum. Loyal Brother said sternly:

“Do you want me to read out each ailment listed here? You’ve gotten old, my dear old man, and you have no idea how terrified our office was when we received the news, even Alpha Company’s backend messaged me that your login privileges are temporarily suspended for seven days.”

“Just rest here honestly, missing one person won’t make much difference over there, it’s not like they can’t fight without us.”

“You don’t get it, Little Hu, you don’t understand.”

The old man finally lay back down in resignation upon hearing about the suspended login privileges. He was silent for a few seconds, then sighed:

“In the past, when players died, they just died, and we resurrect in three days. I’m so accustomed to such a pattern that I’ve forgotten what it truly feels like to see comrades die. Today, my misjudgment sacrificed five hundred lives… they are humans! Little Hu, though not from our side, they…

This was all my fault.”

“Is it because Sir Morphy’s sense of justice led you to forget what kind of evil power you’re serving over there?”

Loyal Brother sighed resignedly, saying:

“There’s a tradition within the People’s Army, where warriors voluntarily sign a contract upon enlistment, and if they die unexpectedly, they turn into vampires. In fact, only seventy-plus out of today’s five hundred truly died, irreversibly shattered martyrs, while the rest of the warriors were reborn as vampires.

Sir Morphy lacks source blood and can’t grant them freedom, but the Blood Covenant, as vile as it is, does have some merits.”

“Does Resurrection not count as battle damage?”

Old Qin barked with a stiff neck:

“You’re an experienced player, even more seasoned than I am, don’t you know people’s attitude towards vampires on the Continent? They’ve eternally died once, the living world has shut its doors to them, and their fates have been permanently altered.