《MMORPG: Martial Gamer》Chapter 1032. A New Week
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The bottom line was that Dales was a BOSS that had lived for thousands of years. He would naturally not be on the same frequency as a young man like Wang Yu.
Since I can’t afford to fight you, so I shall just take my leave…
Wang Yu was speechless as he stood rooted to the ground as he watched Dales disappear.
Dales had the ability to manipulate space and enter the void. If he wanted to leave, Wang Yu could not do anything about it.
Wang Yu was disheartened as he saw that Dales had left him alone without a word.
“Ai…”
After a long time, Wang Yu sighed and looked on helplessly as he took one more glance at the system menu which showed the name of Dales under his followers. With a crestfallen expression, he once again shook his head and logged off.
Just as Wang Yu went offline, he saw that Mu Zi Xian was clutching at her computer. Her face was tense and she seemed to be in a bad mood.
“What happened?” Wang Yu went up to her and inquire.
“Oh, I don’t feel like mentioning it!” Mu Zi Xian replied, “This round of system update will take a week.”
“One week? Why is it going to take so long?” Wang Yu exclaimed incredulously.
Mu Zi Xian answered, “It looked like the Rise of the Dragon Race was a content scheduled for a much later date. Since the content opened up in advance, the game company has also been caught off guard.”
“Oh, so that is the case…” Wang Yu caressed his chin in deep thought.
Wang Yu gradually understood the inner workings of such matters through his interactions with Mu Zi Xian who was knowledgeable in the aspect of customer service.
An expansion pack to the game was very different from a normal update.
A normal update would only serve to update the weekly quests and would usually only last for a few hours. There were times that the update could even be updated without disruptions to the game client. Read more chapter at ReadNovelFull
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However, an expansion pack to the game would usually entail the introduction of new races or new locations.
The Rise of the Dragon Race expansion pack was originally scheduled for release two years later, so there were many aspects of the additional content that was still unpolished. The game developers would have to work overtime in this one week to refine all the rough edges.
“Haha!” Wang Yu shrugged off the news as he smiled elatedly, “We will just earn a little less money for this one week, there is nothing to be angry about.”
Mu Zi Xian’s business in the game was decent and had been making quite a bit of money. Therefore, Wang Yu thought that Mu Zi Xian was angry about losing those profits.
Mu Zi Xian instead replied, “It is not because of this issue.”
“Then what is it regarding?” Wang Yu scratched his head and inquired. He had inferred that Mu Zi Xian main concern was a loss of income through her small shop business. She was not like the other members of the Quan Zhen Sect who were addicted to playing the game so Wang Yu was at a loss.
“See for yourself!” Mu Zi Xian stood up begrudgingly and handed the computer to Wang Yu.
Wang Yu glanced at the screen and he was taken aback.
Common players were only affected by the one-week long update for the weekend but hardcore players had to suffer the nightmare of having nothing to do all week.
Having new content was supposedly beneficial for all players.
However, since the game had only opened for half a year, most players had yet to reach the point of awakening. This extra release of content would be unrelated to them.
If the update was a shorter duration, the players might still be able to accept the downtime. However, the one-week downtime was simply unacceptable.
The game company knew that it would incur the wrath of the majority of players with this update so it released an official announcement detailing the reason for the update on its official website and forum.
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The game company craftily threw the blame of the need for the update squarely on the player that triggered the new content.
There were many unkind and crude comments bashing the player in question.
One of the forum threads read, “The Rise of the Dragon Race expansion pack has been triggered by Iron Bull! He is to blame for the update!”
Players were not dumb and while they wouldn’t incite disharmony on a daily basis, they could no longer keep it in…
There were not many players who could accomplish this feat and Wang Yu happened to be one of the players. Thus, this gave some credibility to the thread.
Many players directed their frustrations and ill-feelings through the forums upon seeing a pseudo ID pin the blame onto Wang Yu. It was indeed an unsightly affair.
After all, everyone on the internet were merely keyboard warriors capable of typing anything.
The remarks were incredibly ridiculous.
Wang Yu was not baited into stooping to the level of these keyboard warriors, he said simply, “Who is the unknown person who intends to strike me when I am down?
“Do you still need to ask?” Mu Zi Xian answered, “It is probably Nine Solitary Spears, he probably still holds a grudge against you for not giving him the City Lord Title.”
Wang Yu had explained the whole City Lord fiasco in the guild chat so Mu Zi Xian still had some understanding of the matter.
“It is not him!” Wang Yu shook his head in disagreement as he looked at the pseudo ID user “Nine Solitary Spears”, “For Nine Solitary Spears to actually hold his ground against the Quan Zhen Sect for such a long time meant that he was not an idiot. Would he actually use his own ID if he wanted to besmirch my reputation?”
Through his interactions with Nine Solitary Spears, Wang Yu knew that Nine Solitary Spears respected and even feared Wang Yu’s strength. Nine Solitary Spears would not put himself in a position to go against someone whom he cannot defeat and inevitably bring trouble for himself.
“I understand your point of view!” Mu Zi Xian acknowledged. She continued, “What if he has anticipated that you would think this way. You owe him a City Lord Title so he definitely has a reason to find trouble with you.”
“Hehe!” Wang Yu chuckled, “It is because I owe him a City Lord Title that’s why he has no reason to find trouble with me.”
“Why is that so?” Mu Zi Xian asked strangely.
The control of a main city was much more valuable than any equipment. Since Wang Yu had usurped the City Lord Title, one would expect that it would create enmity between the too. How could not dare to offend Wang Yu?
Wang Yu replied faintly, “It is because Nine Solitary Spears sent me a message and I didn’t reply to him at all.”
As Mu Zi Xian had previously mentioned, the value of the control of a main city was immeasurable and as long as there was a glimmer of hope, Nine Solitary Spears would not give up.
Therefore there was still a chance that Nine Solitary Spears harboured resentment towards Wang Yu and secretly plotted to tarnish his reputation.
One must know that Wang Yu was brought away by Heavenly Dragon, and what kind of person was Heavenly Dragon? The place he brought him must be the Dragon Pond Tiger Cave.
What if Wang Yu didn’t reply because he was too busy fighting? Doing so would only make things difficult for him.
Listening to Wang Yu’s explanation, Mu Zi Xian was enlightened and she wondered, “Other than Apocalypse, who else could it be?”
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