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Chapter 511: Is Such a Hasty Transmigration Really Possible?
Chapter 511: Is Such a Hasty Transmigration Really Possible?
He opened his eyes and looked at his skeletal palms, then glanced at the still-online Yecheng beside him. A hint of surprise flashed across Fei Shu's face.
Could it be that due to Yecheng's extravagant purchases, the game operator believed there was still profit to be made from the game, and thus temporarily halted the closure of YGGDRASIL's game servers?
"Lord Fei Shu, are you feeling unwell?"
Fei Shu, with a look of surprise, had been about to say something to Yecheng beside him. However, at that moment, a female voice filled with concern suddenly sounded beside him.
Accompanying the voice was a refreshing fragrance that soothed the soul and a very soft sensation.
YGGDRASIL was an immersive game from a bygone era, and it was precisely because it wasn't a fully immersive game that it gradually became obsolete with the passage of time.
Senses like smell and touch should not have been experienced in the game.
Although there were various foods in the game, they usually had no taste when consumed by players. Eating was merely to satisfy the character's hunger and gain buffs.
No, compared to the scent he smelled and the softness he felt, Fei Shu was more surprised that the NPCs in their Necropolis had such rich emotions and such high-level AI.
Looking at Yalbade in front of him, dressed in a pure white dress, her face adorned with a gentle smile like a goddess, with long black hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall, and a pair of black wings behind her slender waist, Fei Shu was truly stunned.
According to reason, the NPCs in YGGDRASIL should only respond to questions based on instructions and not exhibit such human-like behavior.
"Fei Shu, haven't you noticed? The game menu can't be summoned."
Fei Shu, who had been immersed in Yalbade's transformation, was also surprised when he heard Yecheng's words, and he summoned the menu with a look of astonishment...
Then he was shocked to discover that the situation was indeed as Yecheng had described!
Was there a bug in the game? But the management menu of the Necropolis could still be summoned, and this was the same for both him and Yecheng.
However, none of this was the main issue. The problem was that they couldn't access their system menu, and the two of them couldn't log out of the game!
"The game interface can't be accessed. Is this a bug? How can we contact the game operator or establish contact with the outside world?"
After playing the game for so long, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
He should have been panicking, but strangely, it seemed that whenever his emotions became too intense, he would be forced to calm down.
"I'm afraid it's not just a simple bug. Don't you feel that your current body feels very real?"
After a moment of surprise, Fei Shu clenched his skeletal palms and realized that they indeed felt like his own hands.
With the sense of smell and touch he had just experienced, Fei Shu also understood what Yecheng meant, and he said with a look of astonishment, "Do you mean we might have transmigrated? But isn't this a setting that only appears in comics and novels? Even so..."
Although he secretly believed Yecheng's words, Fei Shu still couldn't quite believe it.
Neither he nor Yecheng had died a tragic death like in various games and anime, nor had they encountered any divine beings. They had simply closed their eyes and opened them again, and they had directly transmigrated? This seemed too hasty...
"Naberale, come over here for a moment."
"Naberal Gamma, one of the Pleiades battle maids of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, is a stunning beauty with long, straight black hair and an icy demeanor.
Originally, she was to be created by the Second Flame, but due to the appearance of Lord Night City and the fact that both he and Naberal belong to the 'Dual Mirage' race, the Second Flame tasked Lord Night City with her creation instead.
In simpler terms, for Naberal, Lord Night City is not only one of the forty-two Supreme Sovereigns of the Great Tomb of Nazarick but also her creator.
Naturally, Naberal would not dare defy her creator's orders, and after nodding in agreement, she quickly knelt on one knee before Lord Night City.
"Lord Night City, you are one of the forty-two greatest Supreme Sovereigns of the Great Tomb of Nazarick and, moreover, my creator.
How dare a lowly being like me, Naberal, presume to judge our creator?"
Naberal's sincere fear was not an act; this was genuinely how she felt.
Whether it was her or any other being in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, their bodies and souls had long been imprinted with absolute loyalty. Any act of judging their creator was, in their eyes, the greatest disrespect.
"No need to be so formal. Since you've acknowledged that I am your creator, then to me, you are more like my daughter.
As a parent, I'd like to hear about my influence on my children. Don't feel pressured; just speak from your heart and tell me your true feelings. I want to know your genuine thoughts."
Hearing Lord Night City's words, treating her like his daughter, Naberal, still kneeling on one knee, showed a touched expression, her body even trembling with joy.
The other Pleiades battle maids, and even the Floor Guardians, looked at Naberal with envious expressions.
To be acknowledged by the Supreme Sovereign was the ultimate honor for them.
"Then please forgive my impertinence, Lord Night City. In Naberal's eyes, you are not only an incredibly powerful Supreme Sovereign but also a gentle and caring one towards your companions and us.
Even among the Supreme Sovereigns at the apex, Lord Night City is a meticulous and thoughtful presence, and among them, he is also known for having the best interpersonal relationships."
Lord Night City's popularity in the Great Tomb of Nazarick was common knowledge. Due to his immense strength and being a generous spender, many companions in the guild had received his assistance.
The NPCs of the Great Tomb of Nazarick, in terms of settings and personalities, were more or less similar to their creators.
The gratitude and favor the creators felt towards Lord Night City naturally influenced the NPCs they had created.
Hearing Naberal's response, Lord Night City nodded in satisfaction. He then used 'Information' to send a message to the confused Squirrel, who was standing nearby: "You see, can NPCs in a game have such high AI?
Naberal just now was able to express her inner thoughts, clearly indicating that she has independent thoughts and a soul.
If Naberal is like this, I believe the others are probably similar. So, I think it's highly likely that we are no longer in a game."
Upon receiving Lord Night City's 'Information', Squirrel was momentarily stunned. It was only then that he realized that Lord Night City's questioning of Naberal had been to confirm this very fact.
(End of Chapter)
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