Just then, an Adventurer suddenly said, "That's not right! Don't we have a very powerful Lord in Tide Town? His strength is also quite good!"
"......Who is the person upstairs talking about?"
The Adventurer paused, then said, "Have you all forgotten? It's the Lord of the "Liar's Tavern"! The "Liar's Tavern" is also quite impressive. Based on my observations, its daily revenue is very high."
The barrage of comments fell silent for a moment.
"......"
"Your observation is very good. Next time, don't observe anymore."
"Brother, I'm not trying to criticize you, but did you only observe the daily revenue of the "Liar's Tavern"? Did you not notice the stale smell emanating from the "Liar's Tavern"?"
"Hahahaha, that's really hilarious!"
"Oh, don't be like that. It's quite good to have such innocence these days. Don't extinguish his innocence, okay?"
Seeing the teasing in the comments, the Adventurer slowly typed out a few "???"
A day in Tide Town always passed with laughter and joy.
At this moment, White Night City had also completed several rounds of Battle Royale. Currently, it was still difficult to form a full group, and they could only rely on continuously recommending it to relatives and friends to play. It took a long time to get a group together.
But even so, these Adventurers were willing to wait.
There was no other way.
The rewards were simply too generous.
Or rather, this Dungeon was simply too much fun. Normally, playing other Dungeons five or six, or seven or eight times, would become boring, and one would often need to take a break for a while to experience the joy again.
But Battle Royale was different.
One hundred-person combat.
And an extremely high degree of freedom.
Adventurers experienced a different kind of fun from it. Currently, everyone was still a novice, and many gameplay styles had not yet been developed.
But even so, the gameplay currently displayed was already enough to attract them.
Under such unprecedented joy, Adventurers also received a very, very large amount of food. Rice was carried upstairs bag after bag.
With such a high income, no one could resist.
Adventurers who had exhausted their attempts wailed continuously, longing for tomorrow's arrival.
The explorer streamer who had previously clamored to explore the city for his fans and expose the truth behind the black-hearted blogger's transactions, fell silent after playing once.
He quietly slipped back to that guide post and deleted the content he had posted.
He also didn't dare to speak.
After all, he had previously boasted that he would livestream eating feces while standing on his head.
This explorer streamer now only hoped that the forum had no memory, and that before this Dungeon became popular, everyone would gradually forget his audacious claims.
Please, please don't take me seriously...
After making such a wish, the explorer streamer decisively clicked on Battle Royale and chose to play another round.
You have entered the team interface. Current team size: 28/100.
There was no other way.
A single run of the Dungeon gave too much. Playing it would be letting down his fans, but not playing it would be letting down himself.
Between letting down his fans and letting down himself, he naturally chose to let down his fans.
After queuing for nearly an hour, the Dungeon finally began.
On the aircraft carrier, there was still the breathtaking cloud-filled sky, with fighter jets soaring around, leaving white trails in the air. This scene was captivating and never grew old.
Shouts could still be heard in the air. They were a release of dissatisfaction with real life. No matter how many times it happened, whenever something went wrong, shouting at the sky could make all worries fly away with the strong wind.
Most Adventurers now understood that this deck was their spawn point and the area for all participants to communicate before the game started.
Some Adventurers were already demonstrating their martial arts to each other.
There were also a few teammates huddled together, discussing tactics.
The explorer streamer looked around and finally called out into the voice chat, "Are there any big shots?"
A girl's voice chimed in, "I also want to know, are there any awesome big brothers who can carry me? I'm light and soft, easy to push over, and definitely won't drag you down!"
As soon as she spoke, Yuan Zhong, who had intended to play it cool, couldn't resist and immediately jumped in: "Don't panic, I'll carry you."
After the previous round, his three teammates chose not to team up with him, but instead played on their own.
So Yuan Zhong could only go find his good buddy.
Coincidentally, his good buddy was in another Dungeon, and Yuan Zhong waited a long time for his good buddy to come out.
He had originally planned to invite him to play together.
However, when his buddy heard it was a work by a "new generation Lord," he directly declined.
Upon hearing it was a product from the town, he even said, "What kind of trash is that?"
But under Yuan Zhong's ten thousand assurances, his good buddy reluctantly chose to team up with him.
After entering the Dungeon, at this moment, his good buddy was already immersed in the awe of the steel island, unable to extricate himself.
He couldn't hear what was being said in the team voice chat.
So it was Yuan Zhong's time to show off.
Things like, "I got first place in the last round," "This Dungeon is nothing special," "As long as you stick with me, you'll definitely survive to the end," "Find the toilet and you'll win," "It's not difficult, anyone can do it"...
The game hadn't even started, but he had already finished showing off.
As a result, less than 5 minutes after landing, he was ambushed by a sneaky player from behind and killed with a frying pan.
Good buddy: "No, buddy, you..."
Explorer streamer: "The 'carry' you mentioned, was it actually being 'flown away' by a frying pan?"
Girl: "Hehe!"
Yuan Zhong: "My hand slipped."
...
Some inexperienced players were still fumbling around, trying to figure out which bullets went with which guns.
Others had already mastered the art of being a sneaky player, hiding and assassinating, specifically ambushing people from behind.
Although the Dungeon's popularity hadn't soared yet, the Adventurers within it were already quite addicted.
"This Dungeon is amazing!"
"It would be great if we could use it for competitions. This kind of confrontational map is perfect for competitions. Gather 25 teams of strategy groups, with 4 people per team, and the scene would be incredibly spectacular."
"Yes, yes!"
"Why don't we all go to the Adventurer's Guild and propose it? As long as there are enough of us, the Adventurer's Guild will definitely notice, and then professional competitions will come, right?"
"That makes sense, let's all go."
In the Battle Royale channel interface, Adventurers who had already used up their attempts began to discuss.
Five attempts a day were simply not enough.
If they could also watch competitions, that would undoubtedly be a great pleasure in life. Although some people held opposing views, hoping to keep the game niche to avoid future queuing, most Adventurers were still more inclined to promote the emergence of competitions.