Midnight, a new day begins.
In the game, the time of night is almost over. Da Feiâs Divine Artifact, the Nightmare Crystal, has absorbed 130 energy points in the Nightmare Space. Finally, it can cover a round-trip cost while earning 30 energy points. The construction of the Nightmare Space is indeed on a fast track.
No need to say more, the main account has completed its mission and can return to Fatalon to continue studying.
Then junxiangâs alt, under the guildâs instructions, traveled leisurely, continuously meeting with various resource convoys organized by the guildâs subordinate studios, and eventually arrived at Ouling Farm on the outskirts of Eastern Wilderness Town. It must be said that the large guildâs organizational skills are truly impressive. And although Ouling received a reward mission with this desolate farm, the land is indeed vast, offering significant potential for horse breeding and sheep herding, depending on whether the players can defend this territory.
Bloodrose did not disappoint Da Fei either. After several days apart, there were already hundreds of hired farmers tilling the soil on the farm. A large circle of simple fences had been erected around its perimeter, with stone arrow towers providing mutual watch. The blueprint for arrow towers is quite expensive on the player market, showing that Bloodrose is indeed committed to investing. As for the convoy of players that arrived with them this time, itâs clear theyâre serious about achieving something big, and their investment is no small deal.
Bloodroseâs investment came without any conditions or mention of how profits would be shared after the investments were made. It was simply because the three of them were in her guild, and not as signed, indentured members who donât even own their game accounts. This can only be described as magnanimous, right? Thereâs a reason why a beauty like her can thrive.
While contemplating this, a message popped up indicating a friend was online; it was Blood Arrow Linglong.
Da Fei was taken aback. Of course, Da Fei didnât know that in the past hour or two since he returned, Little Fang and Little Li had already gone to the Fleeting Blossom for their routine canal management. So, he sent a message over: "Little Li? Not sleeping and still online this late?"
Blood Arrow Linglong replied, "Yeah, canât sleep. If I donât take the chance while Iâm young to learn some skills to make money, Iâll have to end up in organizational marketing or venture capital like a certain big brother in the future."
Da Fei chuckled with surprise. What are women afraid of? Itâs better to marry well than to study well! Da Fei recalled something and asked troubledly, "Little Li, what do you think of Mr. Lin?"
Little Li responded with surprise, "Oh? Out of all the beauties you have around, you fancy Mr. Lin?"
ââAh! Where did she learn that from? Da Fei was so anxious it felt like he coughed up blood: "Iâm asking you! What do you think of Mr. Lin?"
Little Li replied sarcastically, "Are you worried I wonât find someone to marry? Itâs you whoâs the concern!"
Come on! So confident about her future, has she really changed? Changed so much even in how she speaks? No, Da Fei exclaimed anxiously, "Youâre Little Fang, not Little Li, arenât you?"
Little Li sighed, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Well, if sheâs changed, thatâs good too. At least she wonât be fooled by someone as useless as Da Wei. Fine, letâs talk about the game instead.
Da Fei said, "By the way, I just triggered a big storyline earlier, and now the whole guild is making big moves." He then sent over the screenshot of his conversation with Ouling.
After a while, Little Li responded, "Got it. Sister Ann was talking to me about it just now. Weâll take charge when youâre not online."
Uh, isnât my storyline quite impressive? Da Fei was somewhat disappointed by Little Liâs indifferent response, thinking that newcomers are just newcomers.
At that time, Da Fei had no idea how shocked Little Li was in the room across the hall!
If once or twice was a coincidence, then what about three or four times? Thereâs something that Little Li always couldnât confirm; that time she argued with brother. Although she didnât know back then what game he was playing without rest or sleep, she noticed a name, "Da Fei," glaring on the computer screen in red.
Although it happened many years ago, and her brother hasnât been into gaming since, his secretive demeanor lately inevitably reminded Little Li of back then. Could it be the same person? With no evidence, it was purely a womanâs intuition, because with her brotherâs opportunistic nature, itâs hard to imagine him quietly doing hard labor.
Yet, there are countless people online with the same name, and this Da Fei in the game is a world-shocking top player. Could her brother be such a formidable player, towering over so many professional players?
Little Li suddenly thought of the three crosses Da Fei gave her at the monastery gate, and how at noon that day, her brother unexpectedly called to ask about her gameâs progress. She did casually tell him that she and Little Fang were doing tasks at the monastery. Was it a coincidence? Was it intentional?
Remember, she once video-called Da Fei using her "Harem Beauty" account! If Da Fei is indeed her brother, did he recognize her? Impossible, given how she couldnât even recognize herself with that makeup! But how to explain Da Feiâs generosity in lending them that S-class Sandworm Excavator for canal digging? Even Little Fangâs known large guilds arenât that generous, right?
Thinking this far, Little Li almost confirmed it!
But still, itâs just speculation! At this moment, Little Li quietly determined to closely monitor Da Feiâs activities. If Da Fei is truly her brother, one can imagine how much heâs been pushing and exhausting himself recently.
So, Little Li sent her brother another message: "Big brother, itâs past midnight now. Youâve got dark circles from working so hard on your business trips. You should rest early. Iâll keep an eye on your account."
Da Fei replied, "Sure, donât play too late either. Rest early."
"Got it."
...
At this moment, a chilling wind howled over the North Sea, and a bizarre medium-sized sailing ship with a black thick mast rocked and raced over the waves. Ahead of the ship lay a vast Frozen Continent.
Suddenly, oil smoke flames burst from the top of the shipâs mast. The sails atop the mast began to spread, inflate, and rise. A giant hot-air balloon, three times the size of the hull, was born!
With continuous heating from the mastâs flame nozzle, the enormous hot-air balloon lifted the entire ship off the sea, flying towards the sky, heading towards the Frozen Continent.
Indeed, this is one of the goblin clanâs highest technologies: the balloon ship! After striving for many nights and days and earning the title of the Gambling God, Moon God Night achieved this ultimate reward.
Under normal circumstances, this ship performs like any standard medium-sized vessel, but it actually has foldable hot-air balloon sails, an iron-pipe flame sprayer mast, and an oil-fueled boiler in the lower hold connected to the mast.
The advantages of flying ships are obvious: they operate on a different level than those that float. However, the drawbacks are also apparent: the ship itself cannot be too large or too heavy, nor can it carry too many people, and the cargo hold is mostly filled with fuel, leaving little space for other cargo transport.
In the magical world of this game, fuel oil is also a very expensive and rare resource. While itâs far from being the lifeblood of industry, mainly bought by nations for city defense, its collection cost and difficulty are substantial, usually only found in deserts.
All in all, only a tycoon can afford to play with this kind of ship! As the Gambling God, Moon God Night is undoubtedly a tycoon.
Even as a tycoon, Moon God Night meticulously calculated the fuel for this trip because the shipâs hold must also carry another goblin high-tech: the Mine Bomb. The mission of sinking the Second Princeâs Flame Lord giant ship relies entirely on it.
In other words, Moon God Night can only fly there and wonât have the fuel to fly back. But thatâs fine, Moon God Nightâs plan is to gain the dwarvesâ trust by completing missions on Fire Dragon Island during the Ice Sealing Period, find a way to smuggle the bomb onto the Flame Lord ship, and when the thaw comes, exploit the timing of the Flame Lord shipâs voyage to detonate the bomb.
The plan is meticulous, yet Moon God Night feels no excitement or anticipation, only a sense of falling behind and anxiety. The worldâs players are developing at an alarming pace, a day feels like a thousand miles, and heâs gradually losing his early advantages.
But itâs fine; he already owns a flying ship. The next step is to continue the high-end path: find a way to cooperate with Mage City and upgrade the fuel boiler to a magic boiler. At that point, even a large ship can take to the skies, becoming an airborne fortress giant bomber, flattening player cities effortlessly without discussion.
Thinking this, Moon God Night finally felt a lot more at ease. The wind was favorable, and it would only take an hour to reach Fire Dragon Island.
Moon God Night then smiled at the shipâs only sailor, the Kobold First Officer Hogg, "Iâm going to rest for half a day. Can you steer the ship for me?"
Hogg laughed heartily, "Boss, you underestimate me! Iâll show you what it means to prefer raising a dog over ten men!"
Moon God Night interjected, "Isnât it supposed to be prefer raising ten dogs over one man?"
Hogg laughed, "Whatever the boss says is right!" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)