Chapter 408: 392: Short-lived, the Respawn Point is Blocked!<div>


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    “Casino cash transport vehicle?” Lincoln was puzzled, “Are they going against the casino?”


    “Mavis doesn’t know either.”<div>


    Lincoln considered what he had to do and decided to go to Fred first.


    He had seen enough of the yers’ fights yesterday.


    However, as soon as he arrived at Fred’s virtual office, he saw that everyone was staring intently at a massive disy.


    In the screen, a row of limousines stopped outside the Continental Hotel, and a group of gunmen with Mahjong-shaped masks got out of the cars simultaneously.


    Without any superfluous words, they started spraying bullets into the hotel lobby.


    “Holy shit!” Lincoln was surprised, couldn’t help but whispered, “Mavis, didn’t you say the bandits were going to rob the casino’s cash transport vehicle? Howe they’re at the Continental Hotel?”


    Mavis also lowered her voice and answered in a whisper, “These people are not the bandits who robbed the casino yesterday. I was about to tell Master, they were the ones who nned to attack the Continental Hotel yesterday.”


    “You mean there are now two groups of bandits causing trouble simultaneously, and the ones attacking the Continental Hotel are being impersonated by others?”


    “That’s right!” Mavis confirmed, “They are fake.”


    “Alright…” Although Lincoln was surprised at first, after thinking about it, he didn’t find it that surprising.


    —There wasn’t anything the yers couldn’t pull off.<div>


    “Let them be.”


    Lincoln walked forward, patted Fred on the shoulder, and dragged him back from watching the excitement.


    The process was the same as with Samuel’s group – first talk about the virtual concert, then check out the honorary yer selection.


    In the end, Fred’s group decided to give 40 out of 100 slots for honorary yers to the top 40 yers in the “Killer Ranking”.


    The reason being “It’s only been a week since the game was officiallyunched, with yers having exaggerated online time and little exploration in other aspects. The main focus is onpleting the main missions, so the first honorary yer selection can’t avoid this aspect.”


    The “Killer Ranking” is only officially unlocked after yersplete the main missions.


    Since the “Killer Ranking Battle” has not yet started, the current rankings are almost the order in which yers clear the main missions.


    Only a few of those who ranked ahead hadpleted the Continental Hotel’s bounty missions or happened to kill yers who were ranked much higher than themselves, raising their rankings.


    But ording to Fred’s data, at least 6 out of the top 40 had changed, with very little overall change.


    “After a month, when yers are familiar with Night City and discover more ways to y, we will reduce the number of slots for this part in the honorary yer selection,” Fred exined finally.


    “OK.” Lincoln nodded in agreement.<div>


    He then specifically visited the Game World of Little Chun’s Team for game development and informed intern Camille about the arrangements for the virtual concert.


    He also checked the progress of the new game.


    But here, something unbelievable happened ording to Lincoln.


    As the game developed, its name remained unsettled, and the name of the development world was always “Block World (temporary)”.


    During this process, “Infinite World,” “Construction World,” “God of Creation,” “Endless Journey,” “My Home,” “Free World,”… one name after another was proposed and then rejected.


    Until now, when the game was finallypleted, and everyone’s attention was about to turn to the Mod World, the name hadn’t been decided.


    In the end, Little Chun had to hold a fairpetition between all the names through a vote.


    As a result, “My World” defeated the already popr second ce, “Block World,” by a mere two votes.


    —Lincoln also saw “Mini World,” which was ranked almostst.


    He found it funny but understandable: In the virtual environment mode, the game world was huge, so it made sense for the name “Mini” not to gain everyone’s approval.


    However, after going around in circles, the result came back to the starting point, which made Lincoln somewhat amused and helpless.<div>


    Of course, that was from his point of view.


    In fact, his influence in Yunmeng was so high that if he had a preference, the name he mentioned could very likely be the final name.


    However, he intentionally handed the naming rights for this game to the development team, so he never mentioned “My World” publically; he only thought about it in his mind.


    So, this was actually a result that the employees of the development team came up with and voted on themselves…


    Little Chun also exined their idea: “After the game is released, the yers’ own game world is entirely up to them, each person’s world is different from others’, so it’s quite fitting for yers to call the game ‘My World’.”


    “And after opening up multiyer, when yers visit their friends online, it can directly disy [XX’s World], which is not only convenient but also motivates yers to build their own worlds.”


    All Lincoln could do was nod in agreement: “Yes, you’re right. It’s a great name.”


    For the remaining time in the morning, Lincoln joined the “My World” development team and worked together with Intern Camille on the design of particle effects forbat magic.


    As always, any design team that Lincoln joined would see an immediate increase in development speed.


    By lunchtime, the six-member team hadpleted a whole day’s worth of work ording to the original schedule, and they went offline happily to eat.


    Lincoln was no exception, going to eat with a sense of aplishment from working hard—although he had actually only worked for less than an hour and a half in reality.


    In the restaurant, he ran into Jerome.


    Jerome had alreadypletely figured out his boss’s personality and had lost the nervousness he had when he first joined.


    He sat down without hesitation across from Lincoln and said, “Boss, NetDragon is releasing a DLC.”


    “I know, ‘Red me’, right? What about it?” Lincoln looked up from his phone and asked with some confusion.


    “Aren’t we going to do something about it?” Jerome asked eagerly.


    “Like what?”


    “There’s a lot we could do! For example, we could create a big event in the game with generous rewards that yers can’t miss, keeping them all in the virtual world, not having time to y their DLC, and so on.” Jerome felt like he coulde up with a bunch of ways to target NetDragon.


    He was indeed a pure worker, but he thought that if the boss was like Lincoln, it was possible to have a bit of personal friendship.


    Based on “personal friendship,” it’s okay to help with ideas.


    Lincoln blinked, “But this is thest official part of the ‘ze’ series—a lot of yers have fond memories of it.”


    Jerome also blinked, seemingly more confused than Lincoln, “So what?”


    Apparently, he didn’t understand the connection between the yers’ fond memories and Yunmeng’s targeting of NetDragon.


    “This DLC is the yer’s nostalgia,” Lincoln had to be more explicit.


    “Nostalgia?” Jerome the Worker asked, not epting such an exnation, “Isn’t that just an excuse for capitalists to make money?”


    In Jerome’s eyes, any capitalist’s promotion and packaging in the name of nostalgia should be treated as moral kidnapping and leek harvesting.


    “It’s really not this time…” Lincoln tried to exin, but thinking about it, he realized it might not be necessary.


    After all, what he nned to do wasn’t much better than Jerome’s idea…


    Just as Jerome’s dish arrived, Lincoln quickly ended the topic, “Let’s eat, I’m prepared for NetDragon’s move, just wait for the excitement the day after tomorrow.”


    So Jerome didn’t say anything more, and the two of them ate their own meals face to face.


    Lincoln didn’t care about dining etiquette, keeping an eye on the battles in Night City on his phone while eating.


    On the phone screen, the image was split into two parts by Mavis: one part was the “fake bandits” attacking the Continental Hotel, and the other part was the “real bandits” robbing the casino cash transport vehicle.


    Of course, the situation on the screen had long since changed from the initial one.


    By now, it had turned into a huge chaotic battle between yers and yers, yers, and NPCs.


    And on both sides…


    At this point, Lincoln was starting to get a bit confused: what were these people thinking?


    They fought all night yesterday, and now they’ve been fighting all morning, and there’s no sign of it stopping…


    Where do they get the energy from?


    Especially the yers at the Continental Hotel.


    They’ve been fighting for so long, they should’ve found out by now: killing bandits won’tplete the bounty, and there are no rewards, right?


    At this point, even if they teamed up to attack the Continental Hotel, it would make much more sense than the current messy situation. At least the Continental Hotel has a huge safe.


    But they stubbornly insisted on fighting each other, even blocking the respawn points of yers to kill them!