Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1451: Chapter 78: Emerald Fantasy—Era of the Evil Dragon 1.4.0111

This is a special task force specifically assembled from various regions to tackle this soul-devouring game—although the number of personnel can no longer be described as a ‘small group’… These people from the Management Bureau have been working tirelessly in the building for several months, yet there has been no progress.

Unexpectedly, today, that mysterious email appeared once again.

As one of the three team leaders, Zhan Taiping originally thought he had made thorough preparations, ready to handle unexpected situations at any moment—yet, at the moment the email appeared, Zhan Taiping found himself at a loss for what to do.

All the discussions, all the hypotheses and analyses up to now, were no longer applicable at this moment. He merely stared blankly at the screen of the team member beside him, watching the suddenly popping up, vividly worded prompt box.

Until another email appeared on another computer, and the broadcast once again sounded in the building. Only then did Zhan Taiping come back to his senses from a temporary lapse.

“Leader! There’s a countdown hint here! What should we do?!” the team member next to Zhan Taiping urgently asked at this moment.

The countdown wasn’t long, just about a minute… Clearly, there wasn’t much time for thought! A slight oversight might cause them to miss this overdue opportunity they’ve been fighting for months, exhaustively consuming manpower and resources, obviously not wanting this finally awaited chance to slip away in vain.

After all, nobody knows when the next email might appear if this opportunity is missed… or if it will ever appear again, it’s an unknown factor!

“Haven’t we been waiting all along for this moment!” Zhan Taiping stubbed out his cigarette, biting his teeth as he spoke: “We did all this preparation, but regretfully it’s not for me… You have twenty seconds, say whatever you want to say!”

The team member remained silent for a few seconds, then took a deep breath and said, “Leader, please tell my girlfriend… I love her. Her name is A Zhen.”

Zhan Taiping nodded silently, patting the young agent’s shoulder. He recalled the young man’s nickname, then seriously said, “Don’t worry, I’ll deliver your message to her, Tian Ji!”

“Thank you!” the team member… Tian Ji slowly exhaled, then moved the mouse to the position of the confirm button on the prompt box, quickly clicking with his finger, “I will definitely complete the task… Rest assured, leader!”

Nothing happened in front of him… nor was there any movement, but the young agent, after clicking confirm, bizarrely collapsed directly, his face falling onto the keyboard.

Watching this lively young man fall right in front of him, powerless to do anything, Zhan Taiping couldn’t help but pound the table fiercely with his fist.

From nearby computers, the sound of someone falling continuously emerged… Zhan Taiping looked up at this room packed with hundreds of computers, and suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

They waited fruitlessly for months, but didn’t expect today such an explosive occurrence of so many [emails] would suddenly happen?

“Come on… let me see, who exactly you are, a demon or a ghost! I will personally…”

Zhan Taiping silently swore—his vow wasn’t finished when a striking prompt box silently appeared on the computer he was at!

[YES/NO]

Zhan Taiping’s pain contracted suddenly, his palm almost instinctively rested on the mouse without any hesitation—this was even his reflex action.

The mouse had already moved to the confirm button… Zhan Taiping took a deep breath, his finger exerting force at this moment, about to press the button.

But at this moment, he found that his finger seemed to stiffen… It was as if he couldn’t muster the strength, the originally agile mouse button, at this moment, seemed locked.

Unbeknownst to him, a sheen of cold sweat appeared on Zhan Taiping’s forehead—suddenly, a rapid footstep neared his position.

“Leader Zhan! What’s going on here with you? I over there…”

A man in his thirties, with a square face, giving off an impression of seriousness, hurriedly approached, his brows furrowed in urgency.

Seeing the other’s rapid approach, Zhan Taiping’s heart raced suddenly… He gritted his teeth, slightly adjusted the mouse, then his finger pressed—hitting the ‘No’ option.

The prompt box vanished instantly—when this fast-approaching man finally arrived in front of Zhan Taiping.

“As you can see, we had no time to react.” Zhan Taiping shook his head, “Tian Ji was right next to me, yet I couldn’t do anything… I so wished I was the one going into that game. He’s still so young.”

None of the imagined blushing and racing heart… Zhan Taiping found himself eerily calm at this moment… A calmness that even frightened himself.

“Don’t be too upset.” The newcomer gently patted Zhan Taiping’s shoulder, “I also watched helplessly as my team members were sucked in, unable to do anything… I understand your feelings. But now isn’t the time for frustration; what we need to do is ensure the safety of those in the game!”

“You’re right.” Zhan Taiping nodded, “Quickly tally up the number of entrants… Moreover, we may need to consult our superiors to deploy more personnel. It took this much manpower just to protect one before, this time won’t be easy.”

“Indeed.”

The final tally was: 31 people.

Including the initial logistics personnel who inadvertently entered the game world, there are now a total of 32 members from the Shen Zhou Administration Bureau trapped in the game’s world.

…

“How is it, all set up?”

At the pet hospital, the true dragon of China stood behind the lady with butterfly wings, holding a bag of chips while watching her deftly operate—tinkering with the game client’s installation.

“For some reason, it always gets stuck at 99%.” Luo Pianqian looked innocent.

“It shouldn’t be, those bastards at the Management Bureau said this is an internal account, it should log in directly?” The true dragon of China frowned, “Are they messing with me?”

The lady with butterfly wings quickly said, “No way! This account is genuine, as before we couldn’t even download the client… Maybe there’s some server issue… Oh, it’s done!”

“Oh? Let me see!” Just picking up a yogurt, unwrapping the lid, the true dragon of China quickly approached, unable to even lick the yogurt on the lid, staring wide-eyed at the screen.

The game’s client vividly displayed on the screen’s interface.

[Emerald Fantasy—Era of the Evil Dragon 1.4.0111]

A black Divine Dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, spanned the entire client’s interface, rendering the client incredibly cool yet exuding a faint sense of oppression.

But as the true dragon of China watched, she unknowingly furrowed her brows—Long Xiruo herself couldn’t say why, simply having a strong feeling of discomfort, until…

Until the lady with butterfly wings tilted her head and said, “Sister Long! The black dragon on the interface looks a lot like you!”

“Ha…”

With a smile on her face, the true dragon of China lightly gripped the table with her fingers—crack, directly tearing off a corner of it, “This damn woman… never-ending, is it?!”

Long Xiruo suddenly understood where that discomfort in her heart stemmed from.

“Dragon… Sister Long?”

“What are you standing around for! Create an account!” The true dragon of China sneered repeatedly, “If I don’t destroy all the stages of this game, I won’t call myself a true dragon!”

“…So Sister Long, what role do you plan to play?” Luo Pianqian asked.

“Anything with the highest attack power!” Long Xiruo said without thinking.

So, the true dragon of China chose a mage class profession—a Fire Mage.

Create—creation successful—naming successful… Character name: [Your Man Doesn’t Want You Anymore!]

“Let’s go! We’ll go straight to blow up the final BOSS!”

The true dragon of China sat in front of the computer, controlling the Fire Mage [Your Man Doesn’t Want You Anymore!] and started wreaking havoc—The lady with butterfly wings, to be safe, created a supportive healing character.

“Sister Long, not yet! We can’t leave the Novice Village now, we have to do tasks!”

“Then hurry up!” The true dragon of China slapped the table, rubbing her hands impatiently.

At this moment, she probably forgot about her original intention to study the game… The lady with butterfly wings sighed, feeling that playing games was a waste of time, worrying about missing out on the courses she enrolled in.

Can’t understand these humans, playing games is not as fun as studying!

“Ah! Sister Long, don’t rush in! I can’t heal fast enough!”

Slam—!

The invincible true dragon of China, after a flash of white light, returned to the starting point—in the resurrection point of the Novice Village in the game.

…

Sub-world—in a building overseen by Zhao Le and Chen Mingming.

Zhao Le brought in a cup of double espresso from the kitchen.

Chen Mingming sat in the office chair, looking somewhat stern.

They had been working in this other world for over a month—although it should officially be called a sub-world… Zhao Le still habitually referred to it as another world—a world from the novels.

Apart from being unable to contact his family directly, adapting to the environment of this sub-world wasn’t too difficult—the only downside was that due to advanced technology, people rarely left their homes, streets were deserted, and everything could be done online.

“Did something happen?” Zhao Le asked curiously.

Although the boss said he would handle everything here… in reality, Zhao Le often consulted Chen Mingming, and most of the time, adopted Chen Mingming’s plans.

He truly felt that Chen Mingming was more capable than himself.

Chen Mingming didn’t lift his head, only staring at the screen, “I don’t know what’s happening in our world over there, but suddenly a lot of new accounts have been created… Logically, the gateway to that world should be regulated.”

“Could something be happening in that world?” Zhao Le frowned, “Shouldn’t we report this to the boss?”

Chen Mingming thought for a moment, “There’s no need… although the number of sudden influxes increased, it’s still manageable. Let’s classify these new accounts for now. If we trouble the boss with everything, our careers likely won’t have much future—and besides, I have a feeling something strange is going on.”

“Strange?”

“Perhaps some kind of test,” Chen Mingming thought, “After all, our current work doesn’t seem that complex… not much to enhance our abilities.”

Zhao Le said, “The boss doesn’t seem like the type to give surprise tests, right?”

“Who knows?” Chen Mingming glanced at Zhao Le——Zhao Le didn’t know, but he himself had personally experienced it, suddenly receiving an invitation, and suddenly taking a test.

“But, since Mingming says it’s okay, then it’s probably not a big deal.” Zhao Le optimistically said, “Let me help too!”

Chen Mingming nodded, “I’ll handle categorizing these newly entered souls, and you keep an eye on this sub-world’s entrance.”

“OK!” Zhao Le smiled, then looked at Chen Mingming, “Mingming, you’re really reliable!”

Chen Mingming looked at Zhao Le expressionlessly, then picked up the coffee, taking a light sip.

…

…

The 1500 model green Beetle slowly moved through the path—this was already within the campus, so naturally, it couldn’t drive fast.

Evidently, it wasn’t a particularly luxurious sports car, but its head-turn rate wasn’t bad—after all, it was already considered an antique car, and it was rarely so well-maintained.

Even students who understood cars would be enamored by the engine sound of this old Beetle.

Of course, its ride experience couldn’t compare to modern cars—after all, technology has always been progressing… but obviously, the maid was enjoying today’s drive.

“Last time driving it was almost thirty years ago, didn’t expect Da Zhe’s car repair skills to be so good.” The maid lightly stepped on the brake, stopping the car.

Due to inertia, she and the boss slightly leaned forward.

Luo Qiu smiled slightly… The maid driving was indeed more comfortable than Ren Ziling——at the very least, the maid wouldn’t slam the accelerator before a turn.

“Speaking of which, which period is Teacher Prin’s class?” After getting out of the car, Boss Luo curiously asked… because the maid also enrolled in the same subject, a gradually deteriorating Boss Luo didn’t even bother to check the schedule.

“It’s the second period in the morning, Master.” The maid smiled gently, “After class, we’ll just be in time to try the cafeteria here.”

Speaking of the school cafeteria, it seemed Boss Luo hadn’t experienced it for a long time… ever since You Ye came.

“Then let’s go to class, our first lesson.”

Luo Qiu, holding the maid’s hand, walked towards the teaching building.