Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

Chapter 407 363

The elderly man still stood at the intersection of the long street in the evening, gazing into the distance.

Just now, the Guard had come to report that someone had violated the curfew order, charging out recklessly, as if afflicted by hysteria, ignoring the warnings.

And the huge noises coming from afar in the dark night, along with the trembling of the ground beneath, were cause for concern.

Since he had undertaken the responsibility given by the superior to manage this vast settlement, Gilder felt that he at least needed to fulfill his duties.

In this era, both a full belly and trust were equally valuable, once lost, they could not be found again.

The old man's tired eyes were fixed intently on the darkness, where the commotion had ceased for quite a while. What about those who had rushed out? When would they return?

Sometime later, an even darker shadow swayed in the night mist.

Seeing a figure approach under the cover of darkness, Gilder was clearly on the alert, and he gestured to Xu Ruoguang, who had always been following close behind, to signal that they should be prepared for anything on this night.

Only when the figure was revealed by the dim light at the intersection to be his own superior did everyone heave a sigh of relief, and a smile of reassurance bloomed on Gilder's face, "My Lord..."

"Mm." Bai E nodded, seeing Gilder at the entrance to Black Street immediately indicated a significant implication—

"Did our people go over there as well?"

"Mm... thirty-seven."

"That many..." Bai E narrowed his eyes slightly, somewhat surprised.

Gilder continued to look past Bai E, as if

Bai E glanced at him, knowing this youngster treated all heretics as mortal enemies, as if he played with a deeper sense of immersion than other players, and so he nodded in reply, "Yes, it was the Underground Colosseum. The continual offerings of blood have twisted that place into a high-dimensional space invasion node. The commotion just now was mainly made by a warlike demon prince."

Since the players had been involved in the entire incident and had certainly communicated with each other, there was no point in hiding it; it was better to reveal it oneself.

Besides, there was no need for secrecy, and equivocation could only lead to more curiosity and unknowable actions.

"Demon prince?" Xu Ruoguang murmured the term, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as if puzzled.

"What's the matter?"

"Ah~" Xu Ruoguang lifted his head as if he had just realized something, facing Bai E's concerned gaze, his face slightly flushed as he shook his head, "It's nothing, just... lost in thought."

Lost in thought again.

In the instant he heard the term 'demon prince,' images flashed through his mind—giant starships covering the sky silently opening fire, giant red bodies emerging from behind verdant planets.

A demon prince... Should that not be what a demon prince looks like?

Just causing the earth to tremble a bit, what kind of demon prince is that?

The thought was fleeting, and Xu Ruoguang shook his head with a self-deprecating laugh, claiming he didn't know a damn thing about demon princes, of course, his Lord was far more experienced.

It must be scenes from films, television, or anime that he had once seen that caused him to have such unwarranted associations, though he couldn't remember where he had seen them...

The visions in his mind had felt so real for that instant, overwhelming, as if he were the person standing at the forefront inside a space warship's command center, staring through the transparent hull at that red form, as if he were the one there.

But those dreamlike visions of time condensed in his eyes, then silently shattered.

Xu Ruoguang stood under the street lamp by the roadside, smiling wryly.

Was it himself?

Would there be a day for him, too, in the future? They say the game has a broad outlook, and venturing into space was just a matter of time.

If one day he could lead a Space Fleet to conquer far and wide... the thought was quite exciting indeed.

"..." Bai E withdrew his gaze, saying no more.

The typical absent-mindedness of a player, who could drift off while talking, wondering who knows what.

Getting materials for new equipment tonight?

"Let's go, didn't I have you guys set up a medical facility?"

Though Black Street was small, it had everything.

Such spontaneous settlements might seem trivial in the eyes of most city dwellers, but each one was also a miniature society.

To become a self-contained autonomous territory, it needed to meet various conditions such as production, medical care, and housing; it could be rudimentary, but not nonexistent.

And Black Street, neither too large nor too small, had a few people with medical experience, though not many.