When You Become an NPC That Might Die Any Moment in the Novice Village-Chapter 192 - 85 At this moment, everyone loves Bai Fu! [5k]_3

Especially those guild players, professional players, and high-scoring random players who frequent the arenas in various games were the most intensely reactive.

To the average player, the arenas were just venues for PvP entertainment, but to them, arenas were a business. Whether it be organizing competitions or earning fame in arenas to attract sponsors, they had no choice but to pay serious attention to the video produced by Digging Girl and Dragon of Catastrophe, as well as the Prayer Cards featured in the video.

If in the future their opponents each had a Spiritual Ability Shield and Combat Etiquette, and they had nothing, what the hell would be the point of playing?

For a while, major guilds were in action, urging their players to switch professions to the Spiritual Ability System.

More players were calling out in the community.

"Damn it, only Ancestral Origin Star has Spiritual Ability Shield Cards and Combat Etiquette Cards for sale, this is so unfair for us players on other Newbie Planets."

"Exactly, we should have our own Bai Fu!"

"Game designers, come out, stop playing dead!"

"Jealous, aren't you? Haha, I just started a new account and got assigned to Shelter 11."

"You're dead, absolutely dead!"

"Dammit, I blacklisted Bai Fu in the Genetic Primordial before, she won't hold a grudge, right? I want to join Silent Court now."

This moment was special.

Because on the community's homepage, in the top posts of community threads, in the top comments of the homepage's videos, you couldn't see a single negative post or comment about Bai Fu anymore. Even those expressing dissatisfaction were only commenting about how the Prayer Cards were too much of a balance disruptor at the current stage of the game.

"Everyone loves Bai Fu."

This was the conclusion Bai Fu came to after browsing through the community. Her battle plan had been a massive success like never before!

The benefit of successful promotion was that in just half a day, Shelter 11 received nearly 200 new players. Including those who had arrived earlier, Shelter 11 now hosted nearly 900 players, nearly enough for two battalions.

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If the spawn point for players' Newbie Villages weren't randomly assigned, Bai Fu estimated this number would have been several times higher.

Honestly, this rapid increase in numbers was a bit too fast; Shelter 11 simply couldn't accommodate so many players, and the other camps under construction by the Gao Family and players would take some time to finish.

But regardless, this wasn't a bad thing at all.

Bai Fu was in high spirits.

Most of these players would eventually transfer professions to become Spiritual Ability Prayer Masters. The more Spiritual Ability Prayer Masters among the players, the more potential customers she would have, the more she could earn, the faster she could grow stronger, and the stronger she became, the more players she could attract to her side.

Perfect!

"Boss, help, I can't hold on much longer!"

Just as Bai Fu was feeling happy, An Ya came running in frantically.

"What happened?" She looked puzzled.

An Ya started to vent her frustrations.

In short, there were too many people, and she couldn't handle it all by herself. Even with some of the veteran players helping out, it was still overwhelming.

Bai Fu nodded, acknowledging the problem. Once other camps opened, An Ya would be even less able to cope on her own. It seemed they needed to hire more NPCs for labor.

She first thought of Old Nison and Sean, who had knelt down to thank her that day in the tavern.

"You can recommend any reliable people you know to me."

Bai Fu called this the "Watcher Camp Old Staff Re-employment Plan."

She had promised to help Old Nison realize his unfinished dreams, and by helping Old Nison and Sean find employment for those Watchers who were scattered after their camp was disrupted, she was also reinforcing Old Nison's confidence in her promises.

Old Nison had never expected Bai Fu to offer such help. It took him a good while to express his sincere gratitude.

The next day, early in the morning, he and Sean brought six NPCs. Old Nison was already down on his luck, and these six NPCs were even worse off after the Watcher Camp was disrupted.

They did have some strength but had too many enemies and dared not show their capabilities or expose themselves, leading them to live hard lives without a glimpse of hope.

Bai Fu's arrival gave them a chance to start anew in lives that seemed to have reached a dead end. Therefore, without much hesitation, they decided to join Silent Court.

Upon hearing that Bai Fu was heading to Black Hawk Base to rescue An Ya's relatives and friends, they immediately expressed their willingness to join and contribute to the rescue mission.

The fiery spirit of the elderly was fully revealed at that moment.

Bai Fu appreciated their spirit but not their reckless behavior.

If players died, they could resurrect, but if they died, it meant a real death. Don't joke with your lives!

"What you should be doing now is to get familiar with Shelter 11, which has undergone drastic changes, not following me to Black Hawk Base. Whether it's eliminating all the reckless Wanderer Camps or building the Goli Desert, your strength is needed. This is your true battleground. Don't forget what your dreams are!"

Watching Bai Fu's departing figure, the six NPCs exchanged looks and finally turned their eyes to Old Nison and Sean.

"Where did you find her?"

Find her?

Old Nison remembered the day Bai Fu appeared in the tavern.

No.

She had burst into this desolate world like the dawn.

...

After leaving the tavern, Bai Fu opened her personal terminal. The day before, she had charged the Dark Web to gather intel, and now the intel had been sent to her.

The first piece was, upon receiving her message, the Genetic Primordial, Railroad Guild, and Old Republic indeed sprang into action.

"If that's the case, then I should be about ready to head out."

The second piece was information about Mechanic Qi Yuan, which Graham had mentioned needed attention.

The intel was straightforward. Qi Yuan, 33 years old, a Mechanic, was famous for controlling a Mechanical Dog Swarm, Mechanical Bee Swarm, fixed gun turrets, and special Power Armor.

"A true one-man army, albeit in its youthful mini version."

Bai Fu nodded.

But, she had nothing to fear.

Qi Yuan might control a Mechanical Dog Swarm, but she could control a swarm of players.

Want to compare who has more people?

Let's see who's tougher, your Mechanical Dogs or my players!