The people in the starting town were still crowded. After the initial panic, uneasiness and hesitation, the players finally settled down and began to explore the world in front of them. Players who were talking and leveling up could be seen everywhere, and the entire starting town was also extremely lively.

But in Fang Zheng's eyes, all he saw was a surge of undercurrents.

“How many more people are on the list today?”

Fang Zheng put down the drink in his hand and looked at Argo sitting opposite him. Although his inquiry sounded terrible, Argo still answered quickly.

“Twenty-seven.”

"It seems that there is not much time left for us..."

When Fang Zheng heard Argo's answer, he frowned. Argo was a little curious. Of course she knew what Fang Zheng was asking. In fact, one of the tasks that Fang Zheng entrusted to Argo was to let her go to the stone tablet of the Black Iron Palace every day to check the names and number of players who died there. Although Argo didn't know what Fang Zheng wanted these, she still agreed to accept the commission.

But at the moment, when Argo heard Fang Zheng's sigh, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

“What’s not much?”

"time."

Fang Zheng sighed again and said, then he looked at Argo again.

"Have you not found the right player yet?"

"Where is this easy?"

Hearing Fang Zheng's request, Argo rolled his eyes in anger.

"You ask for a lone player with your level progress and outstanding strength, but this kind of person is not so easy to find. I have contacted a few of them before, and although they showed interest, they immediately refused when they heard about your team's number..."

“This is normal.”

Fang Zheng was not very surprised. At present, there are only six people in his team, and if he is dead, he will only have one team. Even if he wants to join, he will find large guilds with a large number of people instead of small teams like him. After all, according to Fang Zheng's requirements, they must be people with certain strength. Such people are also very proud. If they want to join, they will naturally find large teams and guilds with a large number of people.

"But then again, why do you say we don't have much time?"

Argo explained casually, but he immediately focused on Founder’s answer just now. After all, this is not just a game, she is also worried about her life’s safety!

However, this time, Fang Zheng did not answer immediately, but asked Argo back.

"Do you remember the number of people you informed me the other day?"

"Well... I remember adding five people the day before yesterday, nine people yesterday... but that's nothing."

Argo recalled carefully and then gave the answer immediately, but in Argo's opinion, this was not a big problem. Because there were as many as 10,000 players trapped in the game. So far, except for the 300 people who died for various reasons on the first public beta of the game, the number of players' deaths has been slow since the next day, especially after the release of Founder's "Survival Manual", the number of players' deaths has further decreased.

So far, there are less than 500 people on the "death list" of the Black Iron Palace. In Argo's opinion, this is already very good. Although there are still people who die, Argo has no choice. After all, some people are unable to think or have an accident... She is not a god either.

“This is already very telling.”

Fang Zheng shook his head, then he stared at Argo intently.

"You have practiced the level with me, and you should be very clear that in terms of current levels, almost most players have not yet made it to the novice zone. In fact, there are not many elements that can endanger them in the entire novice zone. In other words, if you are careful, they will not die at all."

"……… Maybe someone accidentally encountered some hidden boss or stepped into a trap?"

“The situation is not that simple.”

Fang Zheng sighed and took a sip of the drink.

"Although most players are still calm on the surface, the data will not lie, and they have begun to become impatient."

"………impatient?"

"That's right."

Fang Zheng nodded, then he turned around and looked at the crowded street not far away.

"It has been almost ten days since the beginning of the game, but the first level is still far away. Although everyone still has patience, patience is limited. You also know that most players here have played online games. No matter how strong the lords on the first level are, they are the weakest. If we cannot defeat them in a short time, it will only make more people become impatient."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng looked at Argo again.

"Think about it carefully. If it takes two months or even longer for us to hit the lords on the first floor, then when will we be able to pass the level? There are 100 layers! Suppose that each layer of lords takes two months to pass the level, and it takes two hundred months to hit the lords on the 100th floor. How many years will it take?"

"……………hiss!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's analysis, Argo gasped. She hadn't thought too much before, but now after Fang Zheng's analysis, Argo couldn't help but feel pounding in his heart.

"But, but... the reason why it took a long time in the early stage is that we players cannot get good equipment and the level is low? In the later stage, we only need to increase the level and then add the well-equipped equipment, it doesn't take that long to push the lord boss!"

"That's right, but when it's about your own life, you can't ask everyone to think calmly. In fact, the surge in deaths is enough to illustrate the problem. So far, the first lord has not been defeated, which has made some people feel anxious. Some of them choose to take a radical leveling, and some people may just be determined to die. It's okay now, after all, most people cannot detect the deaths of dozens of people, but once the time goes too long, they will become more and more anxious. At that time, a large-scale death of hundreds of people is likely to occur, and at that time it will be impossible to ignore them. In the worst case, group panic is likely to occur."

“…………………”

Hearing Fang Zheng's explanation, Algo's face turned pale. She clenched her fists and her petite body began to tremble slightly. Algo was not a fool. She could understand what Fang Zheng meant. When she thought that the following represented a series of living lives, Algo seemed even more and more frightened.

She almost grabbed Fang Zheng's hand and stared at him as if she was holding a life-saving straw.

"So, so what do you do? You should have a way!"

"certainly."

Fang Zheng nodded slightly.

"As the saying goes, good starts with half of success. Now everyone is so anxious because no lord has been taken down so far, so... I plan to challenge and eliminate the first lord within a month!"

"Are you so anxious?"

"This is a must. The time is too short, which will make players mistakenly think that the lord is not as dangerous as they think and seek death. The time is too long, which will make players think that it is too difficult to challenge the lord and become desperate. One month is a very suitable time and cannot be delayed anymore. For this reason... I need more personnel, at least four more people are needed to form a team guild."

“Woo……………!!”

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Argo gritted his teeth, and then she quickly turned on the system.

"I'll look for it again, and I'll see if there are any conditions that meet your needs.........I remember there should be so many people... I found it!"

While looking at his record quickly, Argo's eyes lit up.

"I have a few people here that meet the requirements, but..."

"but?"

"The other party also has its own requirements."
Chapter completed!