Reborn as the Vampire Prince at Server Start, I am Invincible

Chapter 101 : Civilization and Harmony

Civilization and HarmonyToday, when it came to places crowded with people, Cecilia always maintained a hundred percent intense curiosity.

To put it simply, she liked to join in the excitement—which was also the quickest and most convenient way to get information about the new version.

It was well known that although these people looked utterly ordinary on the outside and most were nameless, just like street vendors, crowding together wherever there were opportunities, you would barely see them among the top ranks of the player level ranking.

However, when it came to all sorts of in-game events and information, absolutely no one in Legend of Kaloran knew better than them.

It was just like if you wanted to know which supermarket would have discounts in the evening, you only needed to follow the aunties carrying large shopping bags. In Cecilia's impression, little Persimmon Puppy was clearly one of these people.

Just as there are no two identical leaves in the world, there would also never be two exactly identical people.

On the continent of Kaloran, some players liked fighting monsters, especially large ones—particularly the sense of accomplishment from watching monsters ten or even a hundred times bigger than themselves fall in front of them.

Of course, there were also players who preferred to compete against others—the appearance of the arena greatly satisfied their needs.

Cecilia had even heard on the forum that recently, a fresher way to play in the arena had been developed by players: online fight challenges. Both sides crank up their pain simulation to the maximum, but use neither skills nor weapons, brawling hand-to-hand in-game despite being thousands of kilometers apart in real life. This way they could inflict intense pain on each other without breaking any laws, drastically reducing the number of keyboard warriors and trolls, and making the online environment much more harmonious.

Of course, besides combat players, there were also plenty of non-combat, 'wellness' players. Compared to fighting dangerous monsters, they preferred to enjoy the otherworldly scenery, to experience a second life in-game in the little time left from their busy work and studies.

Merchants could almost be included in this category.

After thousands of years of evolution, wherever there were humans, there would be supply and demand, giving rise to commercial trade. The class of Merchant naturally emerged in such transformations.

One could say that as long as the game's officials provided a stable currency system, there would be no need for any oversight—these people could keep things lively all by themselves and even convert their in-game activities into real-world benefits.

After a morning's observation, Cecilia could basically confirm that while the latest update of Legend of Kaloran hadn't brought any innovations to combat, such as "class changes," it had improved the game's social features, giving players much more to do alongside grinding and leveling.

Of course, this was just her theory—the real situation would only become clear after checking it out.

So, rounding a street corner, Cecilia headed for the street that already had a long line.

Even though the game's content had been updated, the players were still the same as before—nothing had really changed.

There was nothing to be done about it; Cecilia's recognizability and fame were simply too high. By now, even many non-Kaloran players had already learned about this silver-haired girl, the very symbol of unmatched beauty and violence, by one way or another.

Thus, she was quickly noticed. Adam's apples bobbed, eyes went wide, and they stared hard at the girl's delicate face, dazzling silver hair, and smooth, even legs wrapped in pristine white stockings.

No matter how many times she went through this, it was never something she could get used to.

Just thinking about how many of her former female peers were probably having lewd thoughts about her now made Cecilia feel as if she had walked into a spinning bar packed with men—apart from a faint pain in a certain spot, a wave of intense shame battered her mental defenses.

It gave her an urge to kill right there on the street.

Forcing down her discomfort, Cecilia had just raised her head when she saw a tall, square building with a sign in Chinese characters: "Imperial Capital Adventurer Guild Management Association."

The long line on this street was extending out from that very building.

This time, she didn't need to stop a passerby to ask; the moment she saw the sign, Cecilia immediately understood—these people were here to consult about and create guilds.

In the last two versions of Legend of Kaloran, there hadn't been any guild system at all—adventures were limited to the most basic team-up mode, a point that had always been resented by the wider MMO player base.

With no guilds, how could you act superior to other random players? How would you rise above the rest?

Cecilia had previously heard from Little Persimmon Puppy that, according to inside sources, the new version would introduce a player guild system. At that time, Cecilia had even promised her that if she ever established a guild, she would make sure Little Persimmon Puppy joined.

She had almost forgotten about it, and now, unexpectedly, the game had actually opened the guild system—no wonder it attracted so many players, queuing up to inquire first thing in the morning.

With a "since I'm here, I might as well take a look" attitude, Cecilia silently joined the end of the line.

The person in front of Cecilia was a swordsman player clad in heavy armor, carrying a giant sword. He had been queuing along just fine, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly shuddered, a chill running down his neck as if he had pressed up against a block of ice. He felt a strong, cold aura coming continuously from behind him.

"Damn it, the game's perception feedback is messed up again? Why are there so many bugs?"

Rubbing his chilled neck, the swordsman grumbled. The moment he turned around, he saw, behind him, a silver-haired, twin-tailed girl in a maid outfit, lifting her little face and gazing at him silently with calm, light blue eyes, completely expressionless.

What the hell!

The swordsman player obviously recognized Cecilia, and immediately showed an expression of astonishment equal to the shock in his heart, as if he had seen a ghost. He stumbled two steps back, crashing into the next person ahead.

The mage in front was apparently short-tempered as well; he turned and snapped, "Why are you pushing? Can't you line up properly? Don't you know what civilization means—"

However, when he saw Cecilia behind him, his expression instantly matched that of the swordsman, and the rest of his sentence got stuck in his throat.

Seeing the commotion was about to draw everyone's attention, Cecilia gave a small sigh.

So as not to attract even more attention, she kindly reminded, "No fighting, let's be civilized, everyone please use green chat."