In the blink of an eye, over on Earth, daylight had already passed on some landmass in the Northern Hemisphere, and the time was rapidly approaching 00:00 in a certain time zone—midnight. Yet here at Blue Star's Wasteland Camp, only a brief instant had passed, as though the players had never logged off at all.
More importantly, not only did the veteran players seem as though they had never logged off, the second batch of new players would be arriving very soon as well.
Therefore, as the camp's commander, Second Lieutenant Gao Lanlan was naturally very busy right now and had many matters to handle.
Besides dealing with camp affairs and preparing for the construction of the "Command Center," she also had to prepare a speech for the incoming second batch of players, making up for the regret of failing to deliver one when the first batch had arrived.
Of course, it was not time yet!
The second batch of new players would not arrive for a little while yet, and they would probably need some time to crawl out of the dirt and accept reality. After that, they might spend some chaotic time making a mess around the camp?
So before then, she still had at least half an hour or so to prepare.
Since there was still time, Gao Lanlan naturally remained standing beside the folding table, looking at the player management system displayed on the holographic terminal before her as her fingers rapidly swiped across the light screen.
On the holographic display, green player names flashed past one after another, each followed by a long string of data such as level, location, contribution, quest status, and so on.
The current status of every player was here. She gave it a rough review, her lips pressed together