Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 266: 41: Admission Ticket
Chapter 266: Chapter 41: Admission Ticket
Perhaps just before logging off, they were preparing to explore a secret realm, but after logging off, they suddenly received a message from a friend warning them about the high danger level of that secret realm. Hence, after logging on again, they changed their mind and opted to look for cats instead.
In such a case, if an NPC prophet had peered into the player’s future before, they would be shocked to discover upon the player’s next login that the player’s fate line had refreshed!
“Organization from an exotic land?”
The crowd immediately grasped Anvis’ idea, but all shook their heads, no one optimistic about Anvis’ choice.
Because of the exotic landers’ special undying nature, there were not a few who had thought about training an army of exotic landers. Even among those present, many had privately attempted something similar.
But they all ended up failing.
Players, inherently bearing chaotic attributes, cannot be restrained and have almost no loyalty to speak of. Many players would take the benefits and simply run away, even if an arrest warrant was issued afterwards, it was hardly deterring.
After dying once, if players feel unsafe resurrecting in the original location or its vicinity, they can choose ultra-long-range random resurrection. The resurrection point could be anywhere on the Yar Continent not protected by magic.
Hence, after being treated as fat sheep and shorn several times, these people basically gave up the idea of cultivating an organization of exotic lander undead army.
“Are you really sure about this, Anvis? These exotic landers may not die, but in fact, they frequently disobey orders and it is difficult to cultivate a sense of identification with the organization. I’m afraid the outcome will be different from what you imagine,”
Duke Carrot still couldn’t help himself and privately transmitted to Anvis, reminding him that it’s practically impossible to cultivate a loyal player organization.
“I understand, Father, I just want to give it a try,”
Anvis nodded, grateful for the Duke’s reminder.
He was clearer than anyone present about the characteristics of players; he also knew well what the players were truly concerned about.
They just wanted to unlock the high-rank camp stores early as well as participate in high-rank camp tasks.
Apart from a very small number of professional players, most players are unwilling to be constrained by NPCs. Hence, managing player organizations the way residents’ organizations are managed is unfeasible.
However, Anvis had no plans to establish a normal organization in the first place—the players had other significant roles to play.
After one possesses prophecy talent and advances it to a level above fifth rank.
Anvis suddenly realized while recalling memories of his previous life that many turning points in the decline of the Gloria Empire’s Four Great Families seemed too coincidental, as if influenced by the power of a high-rank prophet behind the scenes.
The only Ninth Rank Prophet on the continent resides in Sky City, and as long as he exists, no one dares to claim they can outdo him in the field of prophecy.
In order to avoid such a situation in this life, Anvis intends to try using the presence of these players to muddy the waters of the empire.
Players, naturally possessing chaotic and counter-prophecy attributes, are a good method to counteract prophecy skills.
Due to the unique behavioral patterns of players, they may not have high levels at the moment, but their ability to cause trouble is not to be underestimated.
I may not be as good as you in prophecy, but I can flip the chessboard and bring everyone to the same level.
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After the ambush concluded, Duke Carrot sent men to escort the captured enemies back to the Gloria Empire via the teleportation array.
These were high-rank professionals, three of eighth rank, four of seventh rank.
Anvis did not return to the Empire with them but, having obtained Duke’s consent, stayed behind temporarily with Alisa, planning to return after handing in the task of securing a close scrape with death.
Meanwhile, at Anvis’ suggestion, the Duke and another ninth-rank did not teleport away either. Pretending to escort prisoners away, they quietly hid near the ruins of the earlier great battle.
They planned to lie in wait for a rabbit, to see if any ninth-rank enemy would come to investigate the conditions of the ruins.
“Anvis, what kind of return gift do you want?”
After Duke and the others left, Alisa, having reverted to her original appearance, looked at Anvis with curiosity.
She always remembered Anvis’s words, that he would tell her what he wanted in return after the action was completed.
“It’s unfortunate, but I still haven’t come up with anything—”
However, Anvis shook his head, his azure eyes revealing a hint of regret, as if he truly felt sorry about it.
“Eh? Is that so?”
Upon hearing this, the young knight girl was startled for a moment, looking down at the cloak she had yet to remove, somewhat unsure of what to do.
Just as she was feeling troubled, the young man with light golden hair suddenly smiled and revealed a thin admission ticket in his hand.
“How about this, Alisa, I’ll give this to you.”
The ticket was made entirely out of pure gold, embossed with exquisite patterns, with a magnificent building featuring a huge dome at the center.
“An invitation to the Gloria Royal Opera House’s VIP box, the time is the evening of three days from now, let’s talk more about it then.”
Looking into the girl’s shining gold-red eyes, Anvis smiled and handed it to her.
“Um, alright, okay…”
The girl’s cheeks blushed slightly at some thought as she took the admission ticket from Anvis, carefully tucking it into the pouch at her chest.
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The speed of eking out a meager existence was fast, or rather, the allure of a High Rank camp was sufficient.
In any case, just over a day into the game time, he brought back a hundred players intent on joining, looking for Anvis.
As the first to complete the task, Anvis immediately awarded him a Star Trace Silver badge symbolic of Silver Rank membership in the organization, as well as a matching uniform.
Of course, the so-called organization was neither the Silver Tower nor the Olivendi Chamber of Commerce, but the Secret Ceremony Society.
It was an organization established by Anvis just yesterday, and as of now, he was its sole member.
He also took the liberty of getting some inexpensive Gray Iron and Star Trace Silver from the Olivendi Chamber of Commerce and quickly forged a batch of badges of varying levels.
The uniform was a ready-made plain gray cloak to which he personally imprinted the symbol of the Secret Ceremony Society—a seemingly mysterious but actually meaningless circular Array.
As for the other hundred players wanting to join, Anvis had each of them leave a Spiritual Imprint on a Crystal Ball and gave them the same task of recruiting others as the man who lived a thrifty life had.
However, their recruitment task was scaled down so that each needed to recruit only fifty players. Consequently, the reward for completing the task was also to become the lowest-ranked Iron Level member.
Leaving an Imprint was to prevent them from counting the same recruits more than once.
Since his power was not yet at Seventh Rank, strictly speaking, the Secret Ceremony Society still belonged to a mid-to-low level camp.
But leveraging his own privileges and Identity, Anvis moved a considerable amount of various resources and treasures from the Olivendi warehouse as the initial camp Contribution store for the Secret Ceremony Society.
Players who joined the Secret Ceremony Society could exchange for needed items using Ceremony Society Contribution Points. The higher one’s status within the society, the more items that could be exchanged.
Contribution points could be gained through completing tasks and donating items. Moreover, the Secret Ceremony Society did not restrict the personal freedom of its players, nor did it prevent players from joining other camps.
As for the specific exchange location, Anvis conveniently attached it to the Olivendi Chamber of Commerce.
This nearly completely player-driven organization had virtually no secrecy, so Anvis simply stopped being secretive about it and openly operated it under his own name as an affiliated force of Olivendi.
This might earn him strange reputations as being irresponsibly imaginative or fanciful, but he didn’t mind this in the least.
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