Wasteland's Only King - Chapter 187 - 3: Ten Million Source Points! Game Rules! Don Flack!
Chapter 187: Chapter 3: Ten Million Source Points! Game Rules! Don Flack!
This is also why, during the entire past day, no second Fallen Squad launched an attack.
Because even if they killed everyone in the Alon Squad, they still wouldn’t gain ownership of the Hub.
In fact—
According to the rules of Wasteland OL, before the next phase starts, the losing side in the Hub contest can’t even get near the Hub area.
Phase Two, the War Phase.
Hub ownership is released, and both sides will fight a thirty-day siege to seize the Hub.
The winner can seize the Hub from the loser’s hands.
The loser loses the Hub.
Phase Three, the Extinction Stage.
When the thirty-day War Phase ends and ownership of the Hub is settled,
The side with fewer Hubs will suffer punitive strikes per Wasteland OL’s rules.
Alon called it “Extinction.”
According to Alon’s description, it’s an utterly terrifying experience—
Your flesh and very soul are entirely erased.
Of course, only the in-game versions of everyone are erased; the players’ bodies outside the game aren’t affected.
If they were,
then neither Alon nor these hundreds of team members would dare log into Wasteland OL as wage slaves, no matter how good the Source Points reward was.
Slaving away with your life on the line?
No one would sign up for that kind of gig.
“So, what rewards are there for winning this planetary war?”
After listening to Alon’s explanation, Yu Jin asked this question.
Alon’s answer stunned Yu Jin.
“No idea.”
“That’s something for the big shots of the Federation to worry about.”
“All I know—”
“As long as we finish the war, we get paid afterward. We’ll earn Source Points.”
“Of course, it’s best if you win the war. That way, not only do you avoid the experience of death, you usually get some extra bonus from the sponsor.”
“Oh, you must’ve heard, our sponsor this time is Miss Athena, the daughter of the Federation’s first speaker—a true VIP!”
As for status and privilege, Yu Jin couldn’t care less.
But thanks to the information Alon revealed, some of Yu Jin’s earlier questions were finally answered.
For example—
The history data Yu Fei saw.
The war that A3 Planet once went through was, most likely, Wasteland OL.
Another example—
The so-called Energy Hubs probably power the Refuge Cities on the future Wasteland Planet.
From this perspective,
Yu Jin had gradually formed a rough idea of how wasteland planets like A3 come into being.
But more questions followed.
Yu Jin raised his head, gazing up at the starry sky overhead.
Deep in the starry sky, he could still see that planet—half blue, half shrouded in darkness.
That was his homeland, Blue Star.
Pollution—impossible to stop.
But Yu Jin had already stopped two waves of pollution on Blue Star: Oumuamua and Oumuamua 2.
Although Blue Star’s pollution level wasn’t wiped out, it had at least been curbed for now.
Yet now the question was—
Leaving aside the potential for a third and fourth Oumuamua disaster,
Would Blue Star, one day in the future, become a battlefield for Wasteland OL as well?
This speculation weighed heavily on Yu Jin’s heart.
If that day ever really comes…
The billions of humans on Blue Star—what will they do?
Count on the High-dimensional Players to coexist peacefully with humanity?
Hope the Fallen Ones will show them kindness and mercy?
Yu Jin spent the entire day thinking about this question.
In the end,
he thought of what was probably the one and only solution.
“If there’s no escape when that day comes, and Blue Star is destined to become a battlefield…”
“Then…”
“I have to be one of those in the fight.”
“I have to lead the Human Camp.”
…
…
Time sped by in a rush.
Another day passed.
Surrounding Energy Hub 07, the number of tents had multiplied several times compared to the day before.
That was because, over the past day, a full six teams had arrived here.
Among them,
three teams had strength on par with the Alon Squad.
Their members were mostly first-tier second-level Unlimiters, with captains at first-tier third or fourth level.
The remaining teams were clearly stronger than the Alon Squad.
Their members were mostly first-tier third or fourth-level, and their captains were first-tier fifth or sixth-level Unlimiters.
Compared to them, the Alon Squad was little more than a motley crew of expendable extras.
The last team was especially powerful.
According to Alon, they were one of Miss Athena’s Personal Guards squads.
The captain was a blue-haired young man named Don Flack.
His Unlimited Value was as high as 1.9%. He was a second tier ninth level Unlimiter.
His team was called the Blue Silver Squad.
The squad’s two hundred members were all at least Tier Two Unlimiters.
In Alon’s words—
in this planetary war, the Personal Guards are actually the true main force.
The Alon Squad and the other teams are just there to make up the numbers, or even intentionally “drag down the average Unlimited Tier.”
Only now did Yu Jin learn—
that Wasteland OL has tiers as well.
The Mars OL server he’s on is the lowest, second-tier server. The strongest Unlimiter can be no higher than Tier Two, with Tier Two Level Nine as the maximum.
Even if you’re above that—like Athena Ophelia herself—once you’re in, you’re forcibly limited to Tier Two Level Nine.
Still…
Yu Jin glanced at his own personal panel, lost in thought.
[Unlimited: 5% (4% + 1%)]
“Bug?”
“Doesn’t feel like a bug. Probably an Easter egg.”
He hadn’t fought for the past two days, but the attribute energy churning inside him was clear: if he wanted, he could unleash a full 5% Unlimited Value.
Which meant…
On his second day in Wasteland OL, he’d carelessly overshot Max Level, becoming a player ABOVE Max Level.
“Oi!”
Yu Jin’s thoughts were interrupted by a shout.
In the middle of camp, the blue-haired young man—the Blue Silver Squad’s captain, Don Flack—stood in mid-air, looking down on everyone.
“Only one minute left until the War Phase begins!”
“I, Don Flack, am here to lay out the 07 Energy Hub battle plan for everyone!”
“First—Die!”
“Second—Die!”
“Third—Still, Die!”
Don Flack delivered these orders to the other five teams, aside from the Blue Silver Squad, in the most serious tone possible.
“You’re all way too weak!”
“So…”
“I want you, once the war starts and the Fallen squads appear, to make an organized, disciplined charge and self-detonate against the enemy!”
“You know very well—self-destruction is the greatest contribution you can make!”
“Now, tell me—can you do that?”
When Don Flack finished,
the crowd in camp fell silent.
Angry?
Actually, not many seemed angry.
Alon’s face now just wore an expression that said “figured as much.”
Still, he sighed and commented:
“I’d thought Miss Athena’s war plans might be different, but it turns out…”
“It’s just like the other elite sponsors. Disposable lackeys aren’t even seen as people!”
Yu Jin listened but said nothing.
He’d never tried this “self-detonation” thing himself.
But…
The only thing he knew was that if he died, then next time, he’d have to wait out the High-dimensional Helmet’s thirty-day cooldown before logging into Wasteland OL again.
So…
Yu Jin focused on the blue-haired youth above, lightly flicking his fingertip.
Vmm—!
Space rippled out abruptly.
But it didn’t center on Yu Jin; instead, it enveloped Don Flack, standing in mid-air.
“Who?!”
Don Flack’s reflexes were sharp; he bellowed in anger right away.
Boom—!
Wood Attribute Energy surged violently inside him.
But…
Bam—!
Don Flack was sent flying backwards.
He’d been blasted out of the air by a formless Power of Space!
By coincidence,
Swoosh—!
Outside Energy Hub 07, black mist roiled as one Fallen after another appeared out of the haze.
Bam—!
The ground gave a dull rumble.
Hundreds of Fallen, some strong, some weak, tiers all over the place, looked down at the furious blue-haired human who had landed at their feet, and fell into deep thought.
“Chief.”
“In human terms, isn’t this what they call…”
“Feeding the enemy kills?”
