Chapter 2632: Chapter 878: In Short, Let’s Sacrifice for the Ultimate Victory!

He must take on the role of a formation breaker as the most formidable shield holder among all the players currently on the battlefield.

"Listen to me, when the battle breaks out, just take the carriage arranged for you by Brother Meow Bunny and return to Crimson Castle. Don’t wander around, got it?"

Brother Bug held his wife’s hand as they walked around the battlefield and said to her:

"Didn’t you say yesterday that you wanted to start some business here or something? I specifically used my connection with Dust Beater to get you a job at the Bataxin Business Association. There’s a shop on the commercial street that’s already rented for the two of us.

Whether you do business there or go to Crimson Castle’s orphanage to be a teacher, just don’t run around.

This place is unstable, don’t scare me."

"Okay, okay, I understand, I’ll wait obediently for you to come back."

Sister-in-law Bug pecked Macha Worm on the cheek, making all the single dogs around feel utterly depressed. Niu Niu and Ambo’s cyber love could be ignored, everyone knew that feeling wouldn’t last, but you two really take the cake!

Others are here fighting for the future of Transylvania, and you’re on the battlefield doing prenatal education, right?

Sister-in-law Bug noticed the players around her were teasing, so she said goodbye to her husband who was about to go to war, and then left with a vampire servant.

Most of the time, she was an understanding person, and now that she had gotten a new toy that filled her with excitement, she was about to go stir-crazy at home. Now that she finally had a "travel" opportunity, she had to cherish it. She even planned to fully explore this foreign continent’s scenery before her child was born.

"Awesome, man."

After Sister-in-law Bug left, Dasaen, part of the same squad as Macha Worm, came over, gave a thumbs-up, and said to the sullen Macha Worm:

"I’ve actually been thinking about this for a while. See, Sister-in-law now officially has player status, right? So, do you think your kid will inherit some privileges when they’re born?"

"Shut up! Want me to beat you? Let’s set a challenge, bastard."

Brother Bug snapped angrily, making Dasaen chuckle.

This guy, ever since becoming an "internet celebrity blogger" at the tavern, started transitioning from a fighter to a documenter. He also worked hard to improve his filming skills, and his independently produced "Transian Scenic Biography" video series had already surpassed a million views in the tavern.

For an app with only a few hundred thousand users, those are impressive figures.

This time, the three-day miracle operation was naturally his to document. Just for shooting scenes, he prepared seven recording Calculating Pearls and even made arrangements with Piggy and other vampire players to attach cameras to them to capture the thrilling dive-bombing scenes.

This guy even planned the post-editing scene style.

The first phase of the three-day miracle was supposed to end with the players being wiped out, naturally heading towards a tragic and gallant vibe. The recording pearls he placed on the battlefield would capture the scene when players reappeared after three days, moving towards a grand and heroic tone then.

"Is this junk car of yours really up to the task?"

Dasaen was shooed away by Macha Worm and, after walking some distance, saw the black truck parked at the edge of the battlefield still billowing smoke, and Vomit Mud Sauce making final adjustments alongside some lured vehicle engineers. Looking at Vomit Mud Sauce’s soot-covered but spirited face, Dasaen couldn’t help but ask:

"Have you fixed the engine problem? Are you sure it won’t blow up halfway?"

"Don’t worry, it’s going to blow up for sure. It was designed that way from the start."

Vomit Mud Sauce wiped the soot off his face, and seeing Dasaen interview him, he proudly patted his chest and said:

"The explosive constraint frame in the truck bed is connected to the body with rivets. I had Old Flywheel’s apprentices custom-make mechanical detonators. It’ll explode once it charges to a certain location, and this truck’s specially loaded with Burning Gold fuel, ensuring enhanced explosiveness.

I’m not bragging, but this truck could easily bring down a building.

This is our Winter Wind Vehicle Factory’s first fully mature military-grade product. Just wait and see, although we’re not good at fighting, the most glorious moment of this battle will definitely be completed by us!"

"But wasn’t your initial plan to make a utility vehicle?"

Dasaen skeptically asked:

"Why do I feel like your tech tree is branching off in a weird direction?"

"Ahem, don’t worry about that, we’ll definitely create some formidable vehicles by then."

Vomit Mud Sauce awkwardly pursed his lips, and under Dasaen’s questioning, revealed the truth with a pained expression, saying:

"I got caught playing games at work by the company, but instead of punishing me, the higher-ups paired me with two retired yet re-hired old engineers to game together, asking me to guide them and try to get the factory set up here.

The most troubling part is, my Winter Wind Vehicle Factory is now a joint venture, you know?

The company provides a full set of outdated, obsolete technology as a stake.

I’m telling you, this whole thing is full of weirdness. Our factory is a state-owned enterprise, the master craftsmen are officially employed, why would they play some random game for no reason? I feel that there’s more to this..."