Hearing Yan Chixia's bold declaration, Zhang Chulan could not help but laugh.
"Since that's how Brother Yan sees it, then I'm relieved!"
"How about we open one hundred thousand slots at once for the next round of testing?"
Yan Chixia's eyes lit up as he laughed heartily. "Why not?!"
At the same time, the first death finally appeared in the Black Mountain Ruins.
It was a Skeleton player besieging a high-level Wandering Soul with his companions. Because he had not positioned himself carefully enough, he was ambushed by a second Wandering Soul that suddenly appeared. His already-unhealthy health bar instantly bottomed out, and he returned to reality.
Seeing this, his companions were startled as well and immediately became flustered.
And in that moment of chaos, the two high-level Wandering Souls showed their might, joining forces to send the remaining three players straight to the Grave Pool of Transformation.
"Fuck, what rotten luck!"
The wiped-out players' vision went dark, and they could not help cursing gloomily.
But after venting, the four of them all turned toward the death screen, wanting to see how resurrection worked in this game.
"What the hell?"
"It takes twelve hours to revive?!"
"Which idiot designer came up with this?"
"Come on, post your contact info. I've got a few questions for you..."
Of course, the four players only cursed with their mouths. Once they discovered that they truly could not revive immediately, they could only accept reality, quit the game in frustration, remove their helmets, and prepare to check the internet.
Without question, the internet was already flooded with Underworld OL.
Across every major platform, hundreds of millions of netizens were discussing this virtual reality game.
The appearance of the four dead players naturally drew countless people's attention.
Faced with so many envious, jealous,