Then he saw the team chat, where PlayerA casually said, "Sorry bro, I don't actually know the infiltration route either, but you're here anyway. You cover the rear, okay? I'm going to do a mission, bye-bye."
"..."
Chris was furious, still forced to fight a bloody battle, when he watched as this bastard teammate just packed up and ran away!
The Holy Sword's functionality was weakened overnight by Blue Star Studio. Although Christon can still use it to fight back, he is not as adept at it as he was yesterday.
He struggled against the guards' relentless attacks, but because there were simply too many of them, he had no chance of escaping.
Furthermore, PlayerA triggered an advanced alert, resulting in a continuous stream of guards spawning.
Chris could only be trapped here, fighting and fighting and fighting, until...
[Ding! The cooperative mission has been completed, and rewards are being processed...]
Please disengage and return to anonymous status to complete the mission settlement within the Bluebell Flower branch.
A system notification sounded.
Chris was distracted for a moment and was slashed by the guard.
Chris's perfect defensive stance was instantly shattered. While still injured and in a dazed state, he was slashed one by one by the surrounding guards and promptly died.
"..."
After his resurrection, Christon, his head bulging with veins, angrily charged back to the Bluebell branch.
He saw PlayerA happily and leisurely finish settling the task and walk towards him.
Chris roared, "You used me!"
"Thanks, bro." PlayerA patted him on the shoulder happily. "You drew most of the fire, and the remaining guards went to check on the target's safety. I tracked them down and found the target in no time, and successfully assassinated him. See, it's quite fun to do missions by using your brain."
Chris: "..."
A moment later, in the testing room next to Chris's.
PlayerA exited the login state, stepped out of the VR device, and casually tidied his golden, tousled hair.
Mingyan walked over and asked with a smile, "The mission was a success?"
Player A—Xia Cheng gave him a high five: "Perfect, my teammate is such an excellent tool."
He said frankly, "I hope he didn't break it. We still need him to do another round of combat tests this afternoon."
Xia Cheng said, "Don't worry, he was beaten up by NPCs for several minutes before he died, so his performance is still excellent."
The two of them simultaneously showed the exact same happy smile.
After finishing the tests in the morning, it was lunchtime soon.
Chris sat across from his two best friends, eating the nutritious lunch provided by Blue Star.
The two best friends spent the whole morning touring the Blue Star Building and had completely forgotten why they came there in the first place—
"Wow, the benefits on Earth are truly extraordinary! Lunch even includes two huge chicken drumsticks!!"
"The crayfish at that window are free to take as much as you want, but there's a limited supply!"
"Chris, why didn't you take it?"
Chris, filled with grief and indignation, speared his steak with his fork: "I've been used! He used me to do a mission!"
My best friend said, "Hey, what's the big deal? We've already completed the mission, haven't we?"
Chris replied, "That's different! I didn't do anything. I was just a punching bag—the kind where you're wielding a holy sword and getting ganged up on by a bunch of NPCs! I felt... like my intelligence was being crushed, you know?"
Best friend: "Mmm... Ah! It's 12 o'clock! They've started handing out yogurt at that window! Oh my god, there's ice cream too! I love you, Earth!"
Chris: "..."
The "Extreme Battle Test" continued in the afternoon. This time, the staff said, "Please turn on the battle mission this time, and we will randomly match you with an equally matched opponent."
Chris rubbed his hands together, eager to get started, but didn't say a word.
He himself was a renowned assassin player in the League of Legends, so naturally he still had a bit of arrogance. In the Sixth Star Province, he believed that no more than one person could defeat him using the assassin class…
It's just a small game test, why would he want an opponent who is evenly matched with him?
Next, a player with the ID "PlayerB" logged in.
The battle quickly entered the preparation phase, with a 30-second countdown.
After the countdown ends, the two of them are free to stealthily move around the arena, assassinate, and do anything allowed in the game—the one who survives to the end wins.
"!" Chris looked at the ID on the other end and couldn't help but ask, "What's your relationship with PlayerA from this morning?"
"Huh?" PlayerB said, "Who is that?"
His voice and intonation were normal, and he sounded like a minor; he even had a piece of candy in his mouth.
Chris felt a little relieved.
Ten minutes later.
[Ding, the first round of the combat mission has ended.]
Current score: 0:1.