Driven by the Contribution Points system, the players did not need Qin Yun to assign them anything. They willingly became workhorses.
The Warmaster and two other players dragged the corpses from the Tactical Projection Chamber to the airlock platform one by one.
Once enough bodies had piled up on the platform, the players sealed the inner blast door and opened the outer one.
Then they operated the mechanical arms and shoved the corpses into outer space.
The bodies quickly froze and drifted into the boundless void.
This scene was deeply shocking to players who had never experienced space before.
"This game has fulfilled my dream of traveling through space."
The Warmaster's words resonated with the other two players.
This game was simply incredible.
Everything felt so real.
Even the void looked incredibly lifelike.
Once all the corpses had been thrown out, the airlock closed and repressurized.
"Come on, let's keep moving bodies. We still need to clean the Tactical Projection Chamber afterward."
The Warmaster led his two companions back to work, huffing and puffing.
As for the remaining two players, under Qin Yun's supervision, they went to the armory to move weapons.
At the same time, they inspected the compartments that had not been checked before and registered all the supplies they found.
These tedious tasks were not as thrilling as combat.
But driven by the Contribution Points system, the players remained quite enthusiastic.
The Tactical Projection Chamber was quickly cleaned up.
The guns and weapons were moved over, sorted out, and placed in a corner.
The weapons dropped by dead players were also recovered.
As for the Contribution Points earned by the players, Qin Yun entered them into the tactical console and displayed them through the projection.
Qin Yun had even thoughtfully made a ranking list.
At the moment, Blue Two-Headed Bird! Loyalty ranked first.
With a staggering twenty-three thousand points, he was miles ahead of second place.
During the earlier battle, he had used Melta Bombs to perish together with the last Chaos Ogryn.
It was precisely because of his sacrifice that Qin Yun and the others had been able to capture the Tactical Projection Chamber so smoothly.
This sort of thing definitely needed more publicity to get the players competing harder.
Afterward, Qin Yun issued the players a new mission.
Clear the corridor between Strategic Command and the Tactical Projection Chamber. Contribution Points would be awarded for that as well.
Once the rankings came out, the already enthusiastic players became even more motivated.
They secretly competed with one another, all wanting a higher rank.
Inside the villa.
Qian Donglai tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
He played on the computer, lay in bed for a while, then got up and went to the exercise room to work out.
Five hours felt unbelievably long to him, longer than a century.
Sometimes, he would clearly feel as though a long time had passed.
Then he would check his phone, only to find that not even ten minutes had gone by.
After enduring a torturous wait, he finally saw the resurrection timer reach zero.
Qian Donglai immediately put on his helmet and chose to log into the game.
The golden Double-Headed Eagle in his vision burst into light, making him close his eyes instinctively.
Qian Donglai had thought he would revive directly at the Shrine.
But when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a grand city of light.
The city had been built with peerless craftsmanship.
Countless towers and domes stood throughout it, incorporating architectural styles from every human civilization.
There were Gothic domes of massive stone and colored glass, Chinese-style palaces built from brick and tile, and more.
Anything that had ever appeared in human history could be found here.
Every building was exquisitely beautiful, like a work of art.
The city was vast and magnificent, stretching all the way to the horizon before abruptly ending.
A ring-shaped wall coiled around it like a giant serpent, imprisoning it, its towering body reaching into the clouds.
The dome overhead was black as ink, forming an extreme contrast with the brilliant city of light beneath his feet.
A star beyond imagination floated in the black sky, looking utterly alone.
The star was so enormous it seemed within reach, bringing an incomparable sense of visual oppression.
"Holy shit, this game has a place like this too??"
Qian Donglai, who had thought Warhammer Online could no longer shock him, stared wide-eyed.
He could hardly believe what he was seeing.
Just who the hell was the person behind this game??
How could someone make such an insanely awesome game!!
If he ever met that person, he would definitely kowtow twice and beg them to accept the knee that had once taken an arrow in Whiterun.
"This should be the game's central resurrection point. It's kind of like a graveyard in Warcraft."
"Don't tell me you actually have to run back to your corpse to revive?"
"I heard Living Saint Celestine has to run back to her corpse every time she revives."
"The developers are so obsessed with realism that restoring this Warhammer setting isn't impossible."
Qian Donglai had wanted to thoroughly explore the city and figure out how to run back to his corpse and revive.
Suddenly, a force shoved him violently forward.
His feet slipped out from beneath him, and he fell straight into boundless light.
The light faded, and the hum of machinery along with the clamor of other players entered his ears.
He looked around and discovered that he was in the Tactical Projection Chamber.
Behind him stood the Shrine dedicated to the Emperor.
Suddenly, he felt someone nudge his shoulder.
When he turned around, he saw Old Bird.
"Ten-Timer, you logged on too."
Old Bird sounded excited. He eagerly dragged him toward the tactical projection table. "Look, I'm ranked first."
Ten-Timer stared blankly at the Contribution Points leaderboard before him.
"I was offline for just a few hours. How did a Contribution Points leaderboard suddenly appear??"
"The Guide just made it." Old Bird explained, "I only found out after logging in too."
"The Guide split what we need to do into individual missions, then evaluated their value and set Contribution Point rewards."
"Contribution Points can be used to exchange for things from the Guide. For example, since you just revived, you need to spend Contribution Points to exchange for weapons."
Ten-Timer frowned, then relaxed.
"This system is pretty good. Those who are capable can work more, but they should also get more. That's the only way to motivate initiative. Otherwise, if everyone eats from the same pot and things are distributed equally, resentment will easily build up."
Ten-Timer had already noticed the problem when they fought over weapons in the armory earlier.
Without a rewards and punishment system, relying entirely on self-discipline would not create an active and harmonious gaming environment.
Introducing the Contribution Points system could also reduce the chances of players messing around.
It would make them cherish their lives and equipment.
All the fallen players had logged back into the Warhammer Universe.
Not a single one was absent.
After all, playing games was the same as sleeping, and it would not affect work the next day.
Rather than waste time sleeping, they might as well grind the game properly.
Once the players had exchanged their Contribution Points for weapons and equipment.
Qin Yun gathered them together.
He was preparing to strike while the iron was hot, seize important areas such as the Command Hall, Communications Command Room, and Chapel of Prayers, and reclaim control of the bridge.
"The Emperor's gaze is upon us. No matter the cost, we must reclaim this warship."
"We will continue fighting and bring the Emperor's wrath to those disgusting enemies."
Before the battle began, Qin Yun gave the players a brief pep talk.
"Loyalty! Fight for the Emperor!"
The Warmaster and Old Bird shouted.
"Loyalty! Fight for the Emperor!"
"Loyalty! Fight for the Emperor!"
Inspired by the two of them, the other players joined in shouting as well, raising their morale.
To maximize efficiency, Qin Yun split the fifteen players into three teams.
To motivate them, Qin Yun specifically used a holographic display to show the team rankings.
After reclaiming the bridge, the first-ranked team would receive extra rewards.
This arrangement filled the players with enthusiasm.
Every one of them rubbed their hands together, ready to go all out.
"For the Emperor!"
After raising his arm and shouting, Qin Yun reached out and pressed the button to open the blast door leading to another passage from the Tactical Projection Chamber.
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