Chapter 287.3: Self Conscious People Usually Have Good Luck...

Chu Guang gave these excited players enough time to celebrate, allowing them to fully vent their excitement and shock.

At the same time, most of the old players who planned to do the Passing The Torch mission were standing on the edge of the lobby and watching the newcomers. They were softly commenting while making their choices.

That was how they behaved when first entering the game anyway. Some were even more ridiculous than these newcomers.

Watching the newcomers overreacting was one of the repertoires of Wasteland Online.

"This batch of newcomers is really bad," Tail, with her arms folded, shook her head like an experienced veteran, "No one took off their pants!"

Sisi gave a sideways glance. "You... This is illegal..."

The veterans who accepted the Passing The Torch mission were mainly in the LV8 to LV11 range, but there were also some newer players who had just passed LV5 coming to recruit apprentices as well.

Chu Guang didn't strictly limit the level of the Passing The Torch mission. There was not even a restriction that they must be a Combat Profession player. The only requirement for the players was to have a VM.

Due to the launch of the Corps System in Beta 0.1, many old players who planned to set up independent corps had also come to recruit players.

However, the recruiting conditions of those bigwigs were usually more stringent than that of casual players. They were mainly seeking the like-minded hardcore players.

There were many ways to play Wasteland Online.

Although only hardcore players would tend to fill in the application form, that didn’t mean that all of them were really hardcore players.

An overly serious server environment would make the game less popular, and that was why Chu Guang always emphasized on the official website that Wasteland Online was a ‘joy-oriented MMORPG’ that focused on being fun for players.

Holding the wooden sign in his hand, Eye Owe Money yelled excitedly, looking very much like an old grandpa picking up his grandson at the gate of a kindergarten. "The Death Corps is recruiting! We have the highest battle losses and the most medals. We will go wherever it is dangerous! The only requirement is to obey the command in team battles and be fearless. Come and join us, our professional firefighter Sideline Slacking will take you to experience the most realistic fire fighting on site!"

Sideline Slacking couldn't help cursing, “What the fuck? What kind of recruitment ad is this?"

Eye Owe Money chuckled, "You don't know shit! Don’t you see the eyes of those cute newbies lighting up?”

Construction Boy raised his hand. "I'm with Eye Owe Money! It's better to explain it clearly to the newcomers than having conflicts after they join the team!"

On the other side, Escaping Mole's Skeleton Corps and Spring Water Commander's Storm Corps were also recruiting, but neither of them were as brazen as Eye Owe Money.

They also had strong team characteristics. The Skeleton Corps were dressed as soldiers and they would give each new member a shovel when they joined. Spring Water Commander’s Storm Corps advocated freedom and everyone could wear whatever they wanted to.

Many newbies had seen Escaping Mole's posts on the forum, and some even knew that he was an unemployed painter. Some hardcore players who were relatively capable went to sign up with him.

Apart from the Death Corps, Mosquito was also part of the noise making party and his screams filled the air.

That crazy bastard could be said to have reached the peak of the art of performance. Standing in the lobby with a flamethrower on his back, he roared, "The Burning Corps is recruiting! This tier 0 pro will show you how to be kick-ass in this game! We have an air force and artillery, and joining us now will get you a 10% off coupon with no expiration date that you can use to buy anything from Goblin Technology!"

Spring Water Commander’s eyes widened in shock. "MOTHERF... Mosquito, aren’t you a Lifestyle Profession player?”

Escaping Mole also yelled at the side, “That’s right you piece of shit! Why are you here?! How can you call that wooden nonsense an air force? Air force my ass!”

Makka Pakka sneered at the side, "Exactly! Your broken plane is even worse than my brother, Quit Bullshit!"

Quit Bullshit, who caught the stray, gestured in confusion at the side. "???"

Ignoring their taunts, Mosquito snorted, "Huh?! Who said I'm a Lifestyle Profession player? Have you seen a Lifestyle Profession player who got the first kill on so many bosses?”

Battlefield Cheerleader and Darkest rolled their eyes in unison.

Son of a bit...

He clearly stole our kill, but he keeps talking about it everyday!

Mosquito coughed lightly and then carried on, "Oh right, oh right, I'll confess. I'm just here to help Old White recruit people. Originally, we planned to call it the Bull and Horse Corps, but the name is too lame. We used to play WOW together, so we changed it to Burning Corps."

As it turned out, the real tier 0 bosses of the game were the ones recruiting...

With the revelation, the mockery stopped instantly and no one dared to mess with Mosquito and laugh at him for poaching newbies any longer.

The might of the Bull and Horse Squad was obvious to all.

However... The fact that Old White didn’t personally come to recruit players and send the crazy bastard to do it for him... Players like the Escaping Mole and Spring Water Commander couldn’t help think of a terrifying possibility.

Did those hateful lucky bastards receive some hidden mission again?

Shit! Shit! Shit! They have to be nerfed! This is not fair at all!

In addition to the major newly established Corps, those traveling merchant players who intended to lure the newcomers into their groups were also trying their best to deceive those newbies.

The lobby was full of yells and shouts and the new players were dumbfounded to find that the older players were even more rowdy than they were.

While everyone was still messing around clamoring about finally joining Wasteland Online or trying to scam newbies, a piercing scream broke through the air.

Unprofessional Retort yelled, "Damn it! Why is my nose flat?"

When the players around heard him, they turned to look at the person who just came out of a room. The moment they saw him, they couldn’t hold back their urge to laugh.

My goodness.

An upright walking... Pig?

With that nose and ears, it can't be wrong!

"Nice, we got pigmen after catgirls."

"Friend, can you eat pork?"

"Ew, the developers are so disgusting!"

"Hahahaha, brother, I've seen your

hentai

!"

"%￥#@!"

Standing in the lobby, Chu Guang couldn’t hide the shock he felt when he looked at the pigman.

The surprise on his face was even more evident when he looked at the player’s attributes panel.

[ID:

Unprofessional Retort

]

[Genetic sequence:

Constitution

]

[Level:

LV0

]

[Attributes]

[Strength:

5

]

[Agility:

4

]

[Constitution:

7

]

[Perception:

5

]

[Intelligence:

5

]

[Talent]

[Pigman:

Has pig nose, ears and tail. (Screw it, pigs and humans are 83% genetically similar, but the fusion of the two is not as smooth as expected... Maybe next time I should try cats)

]

[Accelerated Recovery:

133% to 150% recovery speed buff, and a 200% buff to the hunger accumulation speed at the same time.

]

Same as Sesame Paste before, the player's sequence was not classified under a mutant sequence, but the constitution sequence. His attribute panel was also the standard template, with 3 points of agility and 7 points of constitution. The rest were of the standard value of 5.

But that was about it.

Garbage could still use his hands despite them being a little bigger and Roshan could still use her giant paws. At most, the debuff of Rough Hands meant that their fingers weren’t as coordinated.

But pig trotters...

Apart from being braised in soy sauce, Chu Guang really couldn't think of any other uses for them.

"Forget it, they can figure out their gameplay for himself.”

Chu Guang coughed lightly and walked in front of the players. He skillfully blocked the hands trying to grab his chest and activated his talent, Mind Deterrence, forcing the mischievous player to step back instinctively.

After everyone fell silent, Chu Guang read out his new opening speech for the Beta version under the expectant gazes of the new players.

"Welcome back to the surface, lucky ones who are still alive! I am the Administrator of Shelter 404, and also the Administrator of the Alliance.”

"I have 2 important pieces of news for you. The good news is that the war is over! However... The bad news is that our world has changed beyond recognition.”

“Thankfully, the situation here isn’t as bad as you think. Thanks to the efforts of those who came before you, the inhabitants of the wasteland have been united. We defeated the barbarism that threatened us and successfully established our first stronghold in the wasteland!”

"With the resolution of the highest level of those in the Federation of People, a united front for the revival for human civilization has been established, and the New Alliance has been formed. Soon, Restored Zones will pop up like mushrooms after a light spring rain until we get back everything we’ve lost!”

“The fact that you can live in this new era means that you are already more fortunate than tens of billions of people. After celebrating the joy of being reborn, I need you to recognize the status quo as soon as possible, and then fulfill your oath under the banner of the Federation of People”

“We will rebuild our homeland!”

In terms of the game settings in the eyes of all players, they were old federation citizens who had been lying in deep sleep since the era of the Federation of People.

Although the nurturing cabins did not have a freezing function... Did it matter?

After finishing his speech in Chinese, Chu Guang recorded it and backed it up on the server.

In the future, newcomers would join the game every day, but it was impossible for him to greet newbies all the time.

Chu Guang would order some trustworthy guards to complete the work on his behalf while wearing their type 6 Heavy Cavalry exoskeleton.

They could either playback his recording, or repeat what he said.

After the opening cutscene ended, Chu Guang handed over the rest to the old players.

During the lively welcome ceremony, the newcomers found their own teams one after another, holding the novice gift pack prepared for them by the administrator with great anticipation. They were ready to step into the mysterious wasteland world and experience the 100% real virtual reality game.

With the care of old players, Quit Smoking's fastest death record should not be broken so quickly.

...

Meanwhile, the Bull and Horse Squad, the server's strongest force, was quietly approaching the eastern part of Clearspring City, an area that few people set foot in.

On a tall building that had collapsed in half...

Holding the binoculars, Ample Time looked at the vast jungle scattered among the ruins of reinforced concrete, with shock written all over his face.

"This is incredible..."