"After the eighth second, the experience bar rose much more slowly, and the kill count dropped too. Why? Did the players use potions to survive the lethal phase?" Ke Meng watched his experience bar, silently analyzing the situation.
A large main city had unlimited capacity, but the number of players online was not unlimited.
The Orange Star People had distributed their population quite sensibly. The players who stayed in the city were ultimately a minority.
Large numbers of players were active in the various wild monster regions, setting up Alchemy and Potion-Making Factories.
Plenty of players had also logged off to rest. Not everyone stayed online twenty-four hours a day.
According to the information he had found in his dreams, they had implemented an eight-hour workday to prevent an increase in mental illness. During working hours, they could only do what the rules permitted. The Orange Star People could arrange the rest of their time as they saw fit.
The players in the First Echelon, however, were always the most hardcore bunch, practically living in the game twenty-four hours a day.
To become hardcore grinders, some players had already agreed to have feeding tubes inserted into their bodies, supplying all the nutrients they needed. Artificial intelligence monitored their bathing needs, and automated bathing machines washed their bodies.
Machines also monitored and cleaned up after their bodily functions, ensuring these Hardcore Players could live in the game around the clock.
Ke Meng looked at his experience bar and felt there was still more to milk out of them. He placed a Resurrection Item on the bathroom floor, then sacrificed his Health Points once again.
His body disappeared, and when light returned to his eyes, his level began shooting up again.
The kill list in the upper right kept scrolling over and