The Ita

Just as Lü Yangsheng was frowning in thought, a knock suddenly sounded. Slightly annoyed, he told the person to come in and saw one of his subordinates walking over with a beaming smile.

"What is it?"

Lü Yangsheng's tone was unfriendly.

"Mr. Lü, good news! A client from before said he's a close friend of the boss of that Revival Game Studio. He's willing to help us contact that boss and get him to send people to help us!"

"What?!"

Lü Yangsheng was stunned, and a surge of ecstasy immediately welled up in his heart.

That game studio had many experts; Lü Yangsheng had personally verified this.

He had specifically found some accounts with barely sufficient attributes and given them to that studio to clear bosses. The result was that they all cleared them on the first try.

It was precisely because he had verified it that he had decided to place an order back then. He just hadn't expected them not to accept the order.

"Which client? Give me his contact information. I'll thank him properly."

"Mr. Lü, it's like this..."

The salesperson explained Han Yang's request. Lü Yangsheng waved his hand: "Isn't it just starting up the machines to produce some equipment for him? A small matter. Tell Mr. Han that if this matter can really be done, I won't charge him any money, it'll be free."

Upon receiving Lü Yangsheng's call, Han Yang's spirits lifted.

Do it for free? That's fine, saving money is the best.

"Mr. Lü, I've contacted my buddy. He agreed to help you operate 50 accounts. However, my buddy doesn't like to move around. He can just log in from his own studio; he won't come over."

Lü Yangsheng subconsciously frowned: "It's okay if he doesn't come over, but... only 50 accounts? This is a team battle, with over 400 participants on each side. Is it a lack of manpower or... Mr. Han, don't worry, money is not an issue."

Han Yang smiled: "My buddy said it's not a lack of manpower, but that operating 50 accounts is already enough for him. Oh, and the command of the team battle has to be given to him."

Lü Yangsheng was a little uneasy: "So confident? Mr. Han, this team battle is very important to me. How about we play it safe?"

Han Yang said: "How about this, Mr. Lü. I'll set off now to meet up with you. If the team battle is lost, not only will my buddy not charge a single cent, but I myself will be at your disposal. If we win, you can make the equipment for me then. How does that sound?"

Lü Yangsheng's heart slowly settled.

In this day and age, which rich person doesn't have some underworld forces under them? Killing a few people is like playing, it's not a big deal at all.

His attitude had been clearly expressed. The other party knew the importance of this team battle to him and must also know what he could do if he lost.

In this situation, daring to come alone and be at his disposal, he must have sufficient confidence in his heart.

"Alright then. I'll be waiting for you here, Mr. Han."

After hanging up the phone, Han Yang checked his computer and robots, confirmed there were no malfunctions, and directly got up to rush to the airport.

It was quite funny to say, Han Yang had grown up with no shortage of money, yet he had never even taken a plane before.

While waiting in the first-class lounge, Han Yang suddenly saw several people rushing in from outside the lounge, pulling the door open very enthusiastically. Several others stood by, blocking several people who wanted to go out.

"Why are you blocking me? I want to go out!"

"Who are you people? Why are you blocking me?"

The people who were blocked refused to comply and immediately started arguing. However, they saw the other people say something in a low voice, and the arguing people immediately shut up and obediently made way.

Han Yang watched with the corner of his eye, his eyes slightly narrowed.

The next moment, a tall, thin figure, like a bamboo pole, covered in silver-white material of unknown origin, walked in. The people next to him immediately surrounded him, like stars surrounding the moon.

Only after this tall, thin figure passed through the lounge door did normal passage resume there.

Ita.

So thin, so tall, and wearing a lightweight spacesuit all over, it must be an Ita.

In the past, Han Yang had only seen them on television. This was the first time he had seen one in the real world.

That Ita walked straight past Han Yang, head held high, eyes looking straight ahead.

There were several first-class passengers queuing in front. The Ita walked over, and someone immediately drove those first-class passengers away.

The Ita directly entered the plane, and the few humans accompanying him were handling the boarding procedures there. The airport staff did not show any intention of stopping them, seemingly already accustomed to all of this.

Han Yang sighed in his heart.

Not long after, Han Yang himself boarded the plane. But looking at the scheduled departure time, the plane showed no sign of taking off.

The passengers were discussing amongst themselves. After waiting for a full half hour, another tall, thin Ita, also wearing a silver-white lightweight spacesuit, came in and sat down diagonally in front of Han Yang.

With the arrival of this Ita, the plane immediately began to move, starting to leave the jet bridge and prepare for takeoff.

Only then did Han Yang realize that hundreds of people on this plane had been left waiting here for dozens of minutes, just to wait for one Ita.

Han Yang looked at the back of that tall, thin Ita, his eyes full of fierce light.

But he ultimately did not make any move.

He currently had no ability to change the status quo, so he could only endure.

The plane took off smoothly and finally reached an altitude of over ten thousand meters, arriving at Lü Yangsheng's city at near-supersonic speed.

Upon meeting Lü Yangsheng, after exchanging pleasantries, the two quickly finalized the details for the boosting service the next day.

The next morning, Lü Yangsheng handed over the account information to Han Yang. Through the mobile signal network, Han Yang directly connected to the Revival base, paused all other boosting tasks, and began operating the robots to log into the accounts.

Now there were important things to do, so a little reputation didn't matter.

50 accounts quickly logged in.

"My buddy said we'll train our coordination this morning. The total of 400 participants will be divided into 50 groups. The 50 accounts my buddy is controlling will each serve as a group leader. He'll be in charge of commanding, and the rest of you just need to follow orders."

Perhaps it was because they had long heard of the great name of Revival Game Studio, all the invited gaming experts present were obedient and no one raised any objections.

Objections? Go try to fight the Snake Emperor with a garbage account. Talk after you can clear it.

Seeing that everything was ready, Lü Yangsheng said loudly, "Alright, everyone will listen to the Revival boss's command today and tackle a large dungeon first."

Han Yang saw that the 350 people were all ready. With a thought in his mind, immediately, in the Revival base thousands of miles away, the 50 robots controlling the game characters began to move. Another 50 robots started typing away on the computers.

The typed words were immediately converted into different voices through a voice conversion program and transmitted to the ears of each group member.

"Our Group One is responsible for clearing the left flank mobs. I'll tank the monsters when the time comes, and everyone else just needs to output damage."

"Our Group Two..."

"Our Group Eighteen is responsible for the main attack on the BOSS from the side."

"Our Group Fifty is responsible for cover."

Han Yang managed fifty tasks at once, arranging everything in an orderly manner.