When the news reached Jiang Chen, it was already three o 'clock in the afternoon.
Jiang Chen was also confused about how the players in the Hua region built a Seagull-class starship within twelve hours of the server's launch. He found Lilith, who was lying on the sofa and secretly observing every player, and asked her about the confusion in his mind.
For Jiang Chen's question, Lilith quickly answered.
"The player who built the first Seagull-class starship is the president of an online game club called 'Honorary Warrior Soul'. This club has been focusing on Future Technology's games since its establishment four years ago. Its core members are more than 200 and more than 1,000 peripheral members. The club has been active since the earliest 'New Era' mobile game. Now, it has even registered its own homepage and forum. "
When Lilith said this, Jiang Chen immediately understood.
This situation was also very common in other games. At the beginning of the game, everyone's funds were concentrated on a few core members, and then they quickly emerged from the "novice village" and took the top few positions in the entire server. After the legion was established, they would come back and help those who contributed resources.
In an online game like Galaxy Edge that emphasized economy and resources, the benefits of owning a transport ship in the early stages were undoubtedly huge.
At this time, there were no players who had become pirates. It was easy to travel between several cities of the Earth Federation and quickly accumulate a sum of original funds, snowballing their advantages.
Although this kind of play somewhat destroyed the balance of the game, after all, it was within the scope of the game rules, so the operation team did not interfere.
"In fact, I thought it was your ship at first." Jiang Chen, who already understood what was going on, looked at Lilith lying on the sofa and joked.
"Participating from the beginning of the game would affect the balance too much. I'll go in and take a look after half a year. Now I'm focusing on Godly Land," Lilith, who was wearing a helmet, said expressionlessly.
Compared to becoming the first in the game or achieving some kind of achievement, she paid more attention to the fun of the game itself, especially the "fun" of participating in human social activities. After all, worldly interests and honor meant nothing to advanced artificial intelligence.
Simply put, her attitude toward the game was more inclined toward casual players.
It was just that she was more powerful.
…
As of the morning of June 2nd, according to the data investigated by the operations department.
On several famous virtual product trading platforms around the world, the exchange rate between Galaxy Edge's currency, credit points, and Xin New dollars was almost inflated to a sky-high price of 50: 1, and there was often no supply.
Obviously, the tycoons and major professional player clubs all over the world were stimulated by the miracle of a certain Chinese player obtaining the first Seagull-class starship in twelve hours. They all poured money into the game and desperately produced the first 500,000-ton starship.
In terms of players, the statistics from the operations department were much higher than Xia Shiyu's prediction. The global daily average number of online users stabilized at more than 150 million.
The reason for this situation was that the recent development of space resources happened to be the hot topic of global attention.
Jiang Chen handed over the Galaxy Edge to Lilith, and quickly returned the focus of his work to Celestial Trade.
Just two days ago, a ship full of arms set off from Ange Island and headed for Madagascar in southern Africa.
Since the fall of the Rothschild family, Madagascar's political situation was under the control of Celestial Trade.
In the military base that Celestial Trade seized from Arrow, more than 10,000 mercenaries of different skin colors had gathered at the moment. These people were all personnel outside Celestial Trade's establishment, and they could also be considered Celestial Trade's foreign reserves.
With the gradual expansion of Celestial Trade's regional influence, after the Dnieper River offensive in Ukraine last year, Celestial Trade could no longer use the name of a private military contractor as a cover for diplomatic immunity.
No one was stupid. Now the international community generally regarded Celestial Trade as the army of Xin. Under such circumstances, if Celestial Trade wanted to wear kinetic skeletons and parachute from the geosynchronous orbit to the territory of another country, it would have to bear the diplomatic and public pressure from the international community.
Therefore, these non-staff personnel, who were originally regarded as reserves in foreign military bases, once again had a place to play.
Most of these mercenaries were black men in Africa, and a small number of Madagascar natives or South African whites. For them living below the poverty line, the citizenship of Xin and the official establishment of Celestial Trade were what they dreamed of.
For these two things, they were even willing to exchange their lives for them.
Although they did not have the protection of kinetic skeletons and the Reaper Rifle with excellent performance, the E-grade genetic vaccine had brought them a lot of advantages. Future Military also specially designed some low-recognition but quite practical high-tech equipment for them to enhance their combat effectiveness and battlefield survivability.
The size of this force was less than 20,000 people, and it usually appeared in global hot spots to perform some dirty work for Celestial Trade that was inconvenient for the regular army to do.
For example, their next stop was Syria.
As an exchange of interests between Celestial Trade and Russia on the South American issue, they did not need to abide by international law and humanitarianism. They would use the simplest and most straightforward way to eliminate extreme terrorist organizations and the less extreme opposition.
If they were unlucky, they might also have to fight with the Turkish army.
Of course, the unlucky here, of course, referred to the Turks.
In the office of the mansion.
After gently knocking on the door, Ayesha walked to Jiang Chen's desk.
"Yerif asked when we are ready to start. He is ready. A railway in northern Saudi Arabia can help us transport people and equipment from the coast of the Red Sea to the border of Jordan. After entering eastern Jordan, an arms dealer familiar with the local situation will guide us through the no man's land to southern Syria. "
After he put down the report on the development of the Mars colony, he looked at Ayesha, who was standing in front of his desk, and said after a moment of thought.
"Tell him not to worry. Our people have already gathered in Madagascar. When the UA election enters the final stage, our people will board the ship and set off to the Red Sea. When the UA election is over, the new and old governments will begin the transfer of power, and we will have solved all the problems in Syria. "
Of all the options, this was the one that Jiang Chen could think of with the least impact on the situation.
If Kennedy Jr. was eventually elected, the UA was willing to repair the relationship with Xin and unconditionally join the camp of the Earth Defense Alliance. He was also willing to let go of past prejudices and set his sights on the long-term future.
At that time, in order to minimize the divergence between the two countries on international affairs, the best way was to solve all the problems that were most likely to cause the divergence between the two countries before Mr. Kennedy Jr. completed the transfer of power to the previous government …
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