Chapter 517: Chapter 499: World Peace Deration!
“Ah?” The group members were shocked.
“An announcement to the entirework?”
“With less than 2,000 of us, does sending an announcement to the full server of 100,000 people seem feasible?”
“If we’re this arrogant… won’t it lead to trouble? It’s like being the bird that sticks its head out and gets shot.”
“Once we say this, we’ll be responsible for the security of an entire world. Can we handle it?”
However, many people didn’t even have to think about it before expressing their strong support:
“That’s our group owner, full of domineering spirit!”
“That’s the kind of overbearing attitude we need! Can all 100,000 of them gather together to really mess with us?”
“Bring it on, we won’t back down! Let’s give them hell and darken the sky and banish all light!”
…
The opinions of the people around were somewhat divided.
But that was also the reason why the group owner wanted to initiate the vote: everyone makes the decision together and shares the consequences.
The group owner, Second Injury, is actually named Shang Gao. He is the second child in his family, and his online nickname “Second Injury” is actually an inversion of “Shang Er.”
He has always been decisive, acting on the spot.
In the Whirlpool Forum yer Alliance group chat, a full announcement popped up again, urging all yers present to participate in voting.
[Shall we dere to the entirework: The current Public World No. 57 is a peace zone, prohibiting all hostile and destructive acts?]
[Option 1: Dere!]
[Option 2: Do not dere!]
[Option 3: Other opinions.]
Second Injury turned to yell at the nearby group members: “Vote first!!”
Naturally, the group didn’t forget to shout as well.
At the same time, he strongly felt that “My World” needed a system that could make wide-area announcements.
Otherwise, just relying on shouting like this, the limitations were too great.
Although their own team and team channels couldmunicate with each other, cross-team and cross-groupmunication still rely on their voice.
There was no usefulmunication channel between strangers.
Just like now: They were far away, watching that floating ind, and the two sides couldn’t contact each other. To form an alliance, they had to use the oldest method—sending an envoy to deliver a document (intention of alliance and cooperation).
As Second Injury was wandering in his thoughts, the number of votes in the group chat soared.
Although everyone had reservations in their hearts when discussing the matter just now, it seemed that the pros and cons were half and half. But when it came down to the actual vote, these people became fierce—
[Option 1] had an overwhelming advantage all the way, while [Option 2] and [Option 3] werepletely negligible, not even able to see [Option 1]’s taillights.
Five minutester, the voting ended:
[Option 1: Dere!] – 96.5%
[Option 2: Do not dere!] – 3.4%
[Option 3: Other opinions.] – 0.01%
Under such a huge gap, there was no need to consider the issue of the majority oppressing the minority. This definitely represented the urgent demands of the vast number of group members!
When the group members had needs, the group owner had to satisfy them!
Second Injury stood in ce and began editing the announcement.
Ten minutester, a notice [To all My World Public World yers] was released, appearing on all mainstream socialworking sites such as Whirlpool Forum, Spiritual Rhinoceros, P Video Station, Cloud Dream Game Community, etc.
‘Today, the Whirlpool Forum yer Alliance officially deres:
The [World No.57] in “My World” is a peace zone, and all malicious destruction is prohibited. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a challenge to all members of Whirlpool Forum yer Alliance!
We hereby solemnly notify all yers and groups who are aggressively attacking, destroying, killing, and spreading chaos in the [World No. 57]: Cease your malicious actions immediately!
We also call on all [World No. 57] peaceful yers: If you encounter any personal injury or damage to property, you can post on the Whirlpool Forum “My World” section for help, and we will do our best to help you take revenge.
We may not be able to stop others from causing destruction, but we can cut them down afterward!
Please believe in themitment of the Whirlpool Forum yer Alliance and its 1,600 members!
Lastly, yers and groups who are willing to join the alliance or cooperate with the alliance for maintaining the game environment of [World No. 57] are wee to inquire.
Wishing all yers a happy gaming experience!’
…
Second Injury was not a celebrity, and he only had some fame on the Whirlpool Game Forum.
But at this moment, on the first night of the release of “My World,” whenrge-scale chaos was happening, countless frustrated yers retreated to their personal worlds. This announcement, filled with overbearing words, became immediately popr!
At the same time, the group urged everyone to like and reply, contributing to its poprity. The natural traffic from various social tforms began to flow in rapidly.
Likes,ments, and reposts soared!
Various game media and self-media that had been waiting for something big to happen, were already looking for hot news. Now, they naturally followed up as soon as possible.
The poprity spiked again and quickly climbed to the hot topic list, starting its upward journey.
Large amounts of traffic naturally brought about a lot of discussions.
Praise and controversy surged simultaneously.
Enthusiastic yers went on and on:
“[World Peace Deration]!”
“Amazing! I just got attacked, minding my own business, when suddenly three people surrounded me and killed me. Even my house was demolished, it was infuriating!”
“When I was eight years old, I watched helplessly as our house was forcibly demolished. Now that I can finally y a game, I built the house from memory, only for it to be torn down again by a group of people! Fuck! I must take care of these people!”
“Trante, what does ‘World Security’ mean?”
“‘Peacemaker’! Magnificent! Number 57, right? Who can teleport me there? I want to help!”
“My wish is: World Peace!!”
…
The criticizing yers’ words were even more fierce:
“Other people spend money to buy the game and y however they want since Cloud Dream doesn’t stop them. What’s it to you?”
“Are you meddling too much?”
“A dog trying to catch a mouse, minding other people’s business!”
“You dare act this arrogantly with only over a thousand people? Not afraid that others will band together and tten you?”
“I can’t stand these arrogant people. Wait for it, I’ming to screw you right now!”
“Announcing to the whole world, who the hell do you think you are? Lincoln?”
“Fuck, don’t tell me this is really Lincoln trolling…”
…
Netizens’ wild imaginations sometimes have no boundaries andpletely ignore logic.
Lincoln had nothing to do with this; he was just a spectator.
After the game was released, he watched for an hour, saw no problems, and left. At this point, he had already finished dinner and returned home.
When Lincoln saw no problems, he mainly meant there were no ws in the game mechanics and tform after transitioning from the traditional game tform to virtual reality games.
As for the yers’ grudges and grievances, that wasn’t his business.
How does that saying go?
yers have their own happiness.
Lincoln fully believes in their ability to solve problems on their own.
— Of course, it’s still fun to watch the drama unfold.
Lincoln and Mavis had already changed their avatars and were nning to check out the No.1 public world.
yers who first entered the Public World were undoubtedly the most enthusiastic and eager, and their gaming experiencergely represented the yers’ feelings about “My World.”
But after seeing this announcement, following the “eat the biggest melon” principle, they didn’t hesitate to change course to World No.57.
As this announcement spread wider and quickly climbed into the top 10 of the 24-hour hot topic list, Public World No. 57 had be the whirlpool’s center.
Many yers were trying various methods to transfer to this world.
Lincoln was already considering whether or not to add a cooldown time for the world transfer function.
However, these scattered yers who came temporarily were still dispersed throughout the entire world.
It’s worth mentioning that because “My World” has a simple map mechanism, it can be made veryrge, as it is generated by fixed types of blocks and algorithms.
But for the sake of yers’ gaming experience, it wouldn’t be made overly huge. Otherwise, yers in Public Worlds would run for half an hour without seeing anyone, which would defeat the purpose of ying in a Public World.
That’s why the actual size of the Public World isn’t muchrger than the Personal Worlds, with areas simr to Metropolis and Night City.
But if you include the underground area, it’s muchrger since the depth of Metropolis and Night City’snd is very limited.
With this area, yers traveling on foot wouldn’t be asfortable as driving in Metropolis and Night City, but it wouldn’t feel unreachable either.
yers who crossed worlds for various reasons were quickly rushing towards the Whirlpool Forum yer Alliance’s base.
At this point, the Grand Alliance yers had sessfully contacted Camille Victoria’s floating ind, rified misunderstandings, and formed a preliminary alliance.
Though Camille Victoria’s group’s goal was peaceful farming and the Second Injury’s group’s goal was to promote peace through war, many people voted to use the banner of peace to fight others. At least in the general direction, everyone was still on the same side.
After forming an alliance, they quickly faced their first challenge—arge number of hostile yersing from all over the world, trying to destroy Second Injury’s base and, if possible, drive them out of World No.57.
Second Injury stood on the hill, watching yers from all directions gather in groups, swarming like ants, surrounding but not attacking as if waiting for more reinforcements to form a crushing stance before making a move.
The Grand Alliance had over 1,600 people, which was already an impressiverge group, butpared to tens of thousands, it still seemed insignificant.
As for the destructive yers, could they gather tens of thousands?
Of course, they could!
Second Injury had no doubt about this.
In fact, he felt that if he hadn’t gathered the group members, they would have be part of the destructive force themselves.
It’s just a game, and there’s no guilt. It’s for fun!
For many yers, whose side they represent doesn’t matter, especially for heavy-duty yers.
The reason the group owner became the group owner was that they were originally top-notch troublemakers among this group of people.
— See, it started as a small conflict involving only a dozen or so people, but in a short time, it escted into a “world war” involving thousands and tens of thousands of yers. That’s proof enough!
At this moment, Second Injury was looking at the dense enemy forces in the [Team Channel] without panic:
“We can’t wait for them to finish preparing for battle. Get ready, and we’ll make the first move!”
“Charge to the river from the foot of the mountain, then spread out horizontally to devour everyone gathered on the southeast side!”
“Then follow the river clockwise all the way, killing as you go. Don’t wait for the dead to respawn, but rejoin the battle immediately. Get weapons and armor from the battlefield.”
“After this wave, all of us will be fully armed, with enough left over to build forts.”
“Finally, prepare for the countdown! 10 seconds! 10, 9, 8…”
“Charge!!!”