The Cybertron Incident

War's face darkened at the mention of "second oldest."

But he wasn't childish enough to bicker with the other party, saying things like, I'm the second oldest and you're the fifth. Together, we make a real fool.

He fell silent for a moment, then said:

"You still don't plan to leave?"

"Wait a little longer. The 'Memory Mother' of the electronic brain tide hasn't been born yet. Leaving too early wouldn't be a good thing."

Gao Yuanyuan spoke unhurriedly.

Back then, during that confrontation, Gao Yuanyuan had suppressed two waves of Memory Mothers in succession. In the end, she had been utterly exhausted and drowned in the Sea of Life's Womb.

Her physical body evolved as the Planetary Tree decomposed, transforming into this continent.

Her spirit, meanwhile, sank into the depths of the Information Sea, becoming War's neighbor.

As for the various missions on the game forum and Gao Yuanyuan's actions, they had all been arranged by her.

And the reason she had done all this was naturally to stir things up.

These players had better hold out a little longer. Otherwise, all my experience would go to waste.

Driving the players required issuing missions.

And issuing missions required spending experience.

The experience required by missions of each tier fell within a fixed range. More was acceptable, but less was absolutely forbidden.

For example, for the "Heaven-Tier Mission—Rescue Mr. G," Gao Yuanyuan had spent roughly fifty billion experience points on it alone.

Fortunately, it had all been faction experience. Otherwise, Gao Yuanyuan really would have been working for nothing.

I don't think I've opened the rewards for the first-kill bonuses from the previous bosses yet.

She had been too occupied playing chess with the old man in front of her.

Gao Yuanyuan opened the system panel. The icon kept flashing,