There were no longer many new players in the newbie village, but some could still be seen. In the four years since Second World launched, some had left and some had joined, yet the player population had always continued to grow.
He found himself reminiscing about the early days after the server opened. Watching players around him run back and forth between the safe zone and the maps outside to complete quests filled him with emotion.
Several high-level accounts appeared in the distance, accompanied by a few low-level accounts. It was obvious that high-level players were either helping low-level players level up for money or bringing along friends who had invited other friends to play.
Lu Yang's arrival did not attract anyone's attention, and Lulu beside him was even less conspicuous. It looked like a level 1 slime, and anyone unfamiliar with it would probably have mistaken Lu Yang for a hunter.
Several flashes of light appeared as six players stepped out of the teleportation array. The sixteen-year-old boy at the front said excitedly, "So this is Second World. It really didn't disappoint me. I hereby declare that one day, I'll lead us brothers and sisters to build a guild bigger and stronger than the Iron Blood Brotherhood, then defeat Lu Yang and become number one in the world."
The five boys and girls around his age all nodded, their eyes shining with excitement.
Lu Yang laughed to himself. Well, well. Saying right in front of me that you'll defeat me someday? You've got guts. I could scare you to death if I took off my Disguise Cloak! Still, he had to admit that this was the charm of gaming. Youth itself was capital.
He rather liked the six youngsters. Although they wore the most expensive in-game outfits, they did