And to have your name listed as a designer of the exoskeleton on the official website.
In just a few days, submissions have exceeded double digits, not limited to the required themes, with all styles included, creating a future material library.
Lucy grew more curious: "You always say this, where exactly are you guys from?"
But she immediately realized she misspoke, fearing this might be something their relationship doesn’t allow her to discuss.
What she didn’t expect was Lin Miao didn’t lose his temper, instead he quietly said
"Haven’t figured that out yet, but you’ll know soon."
Lin Miao knows Lucy isn’t the only one curious, certainly there are many in Night City wondering where the players come from.
Lin Miao hasn’t figured out where the players come from either, but it doesn’t matter, everyone will know where they’re from in a while.
He’s already entrusted this task to Sol.
Getting Adcardo to help find a base isn’t impossible either.
Someone asked if the secondary mine couldn’t be pretended to be the main mine?
Moreover, instead of finding some void base for players, Lin Miao thinks his own matters are more important.
Occupation: Office Administrator
Reputation: Fairly Famous
Skills: [Firearms Mastery LV1] [Basic Fighting LV4]
In terms of skills, Lin Miao really envies players. They just need to click on a skill point, and then they can rapidly grow in combat and training, effortlessly reaching this level, whereas he has to train slowly. Though he can use the hyper-dream without time limit, the problem is he has no time to waste on it.
Intellect 9 is even more useless. Even though the giant’s intellect is very low at 3, at least they can still pursue the hacker path. Whether they can master it is another matter. But Lin Miao’s 9 points of intellect are just like some blue foolish fairy, pretty much the same as zero.
Moreover, with the increase in level, he vaguely feels like something is changing in his body, like something is about to emerge, but couldn’t be clearly described.
Sometimes, while sleeping and dreaming, he feels everything around is chaotic, with many small bugs biting him. Although it didn’t hurt or itch, it made him quite irritated, wanting to smack them dead.
Yet he has no hands in the dream, only able to stare blankly. Asking the system, the system also acts clueless, not knowing more than he does.
Sometimes he wakes up feeling like he has red eye syndrome, seeing everything become fluctuating red.
Looking at the phone, this world doesn’t have those games either.
Main and side missions have also stopped, seemingly allowing Lin Miao to develop freely.
Intuition tells Lin Miao, maybe when he reaches level ten, he’ll understand what’s going on.
The open office door was suddenly knocked on by someone.
Their attention moved from the account book to the door.
Resulting in seeing Nia, panting heavily, pointing behind her
"Bo...boss, the fight downstairs is intense, lots of people are injured, do you want to stop them?"
No way, if there were such a situation, the surveillance system should notify him correctly.
"No... they are fighting in the arena, but that guy has injured many..."
Lucy quickly pulled up the octagonal cage’s surveillance footage. It turned out that players who were doing missions outside had all returned to the bar, loudly gathering around the cage, with Jack covered in wounds still engaging in free fighting with Natural Curl.
But judging from the expressions of the onlooking players, they didn’t seem angry, but rather excited.
Many were placing bets on the forum on who would win.
Although the office won’t allow cash or money betting, you can bet to call ’Dad’.
"Let’s go down and have a look."