Chapter 4, First Small Experiment
Chapter 4, First Small Experiment
Ronan turned on his phone.
I tentatively searched for photo studios in the search bar.
The main storyline location that the two second-time gamers mentioned earlier.
The first news item that popped up was about a photo studio.
The traveler has already resolved the issue of the photo studio in Oonali, the location where the ghost story takes place...
The photo studio sealed off in the picture gave Ronan a vague sense of unease.
"Is this what they call the supernatural tales of this world...?"
Type "Shawshank Prison" into your phone.
A huge screen appeared, showcasing a special event.
The camera seemed to be fixed on the harbor, but then it turned to look up into the sky from the perspective of a drone, eventually heading north. Below, there were a dense array of ships, and in the far distance, there was a small island where a completely enclosed prison stood.
Ronan looked at the towering prison walls and wondered how the players would escape, but then he saw a bunch of players on the island and suddenly felt relieved.
"To appease second-time gamers, you've made running away so easy. Why didn't you make the prisons more rudimentary and shabby...?"
In Ronan's view, these ships are all going to be a business, and they'll be able to bring players back directly.
Ronan dialed the number.
Uncle Vincent's voice came through; he seemed quite relaxed.
"Ronan, what's the matter?"
"I'm working on something with a female researcher right now..."
Ronan: ...
"Uncle, I've decided to help the players first. Could you help me with some procedures so I can have a way to anonymously enter the North Port to pick up and drop off ships..."
That's right, Ronan just checked.
It was discovered that transporting travelers had indeed become a business.
Hundreds of thousands of orders are placed every day, supporting a large number of Heroindu residents.
Where else can you find such a great place where you can earn money and also gain merit points as a righteous citizen?
However, in order to ensure that these citizens would not cause any dissatisfaction to the players, Herodo registered every worker involved in the industry and required them to clock in and out.
Ronan smelled a familiar scent.
Vincent's voice was full of surprise.
"Why would you want to work on a ferry? While it does allow you to interact with travelers and gain merit points, and sometimes getting a rating can help you survive, aren't you running a hotel...?"
Ronan smiled gracefully.
"Uncle, the key is anonymity. I have my own uses. I don't want to work here long-term. I'm afraid of being resented by travelers. I'm just here to help the hotel get through this downturn..."
Vincent started being naturally gentle again.
"Since Ronan, you believe you're right, then I'll ask Dr. Dodoya Lili to design a card that allows you to move anonymously and freely within the North Port pick-up and drop-off service area. You know, Dr. Dodoya Lili has a lot of experience with these kinds of designs..."
Ronan recognized that familiar asahi scent.
In real life, if you encounter such a subpar "Asahi" (a term used to describe a person who is not virtuous or kind enough), you'll definitely want to yell at them.
But you see this kind of gentleness in the second game...
Ronan had to admire this character's personality.
He suddenly noticed the key point.
Dr. Dodoya Lili, that name...
Can Ronan comment that some characters resemble those in gacha pools?
He hesitated for a moment.
"Uncle, may I ask if Dr. Duoduo Yali is a fellow traveler...?"
Vincent said as if it were a matter of course:
"Dodo Yali is indeed a fellow traveler, but a four-star one at that..."
Now it was Ronan's turn to be puzzled.
"Shouldn't she be very busy right now? Wouldn't most travelers summon her?"
Now it was Vincent's turn to be puzzled.
"How could that be? The companions all have clones. They have clones in all the characters who summon them, and the main body keeps switching between them, serving qualified travelers..."
Ronan immediately felt relieved.
The clone gacha theory, is it? That makes perfect sense.
That makes perfect sense.
As long as you can become a fellow traveler, you can directly obtain the ability to create clones from Herodu, creating an infinite number of clones for each player...
Ronan understood now.
So what are these so-called qualifications...
Could it be the sugar daddy?
Ronan was speechless.
He said:
"Uncle, Dr. Yali, how long will it take to finish making my identity card?"
Vincent's words shocked Ronan.
"What did you say? Oh, when will you be able to make your identity card yourself... It's already made. Dr. Todorayari's clone left in my office has finished it and is sending a robot to deliver it..."
Ronan: ? ? ?
Model worker...
The characters in the gacha pool are really hard-working.
He was somewhat bored, and even though he stayed in the farmhouse shop selling a bowl of fragrant tomato and egg noodles, no one came to visit.
Steal the floating life for half a day.
"Crunch, crunch..."
An unmanned aerial vehicle passed through Ronan's sensor door and placed a package in front of him.
He took it apart.
First, there was a letter.
【Ah, ah, hey, Duoduo-chan made this card for you! Please support Duoduo-chan, hehehe...】
Ronan: ? ? ?
What does it mean.
Is this a persona?
Ronan pondered for a moment and decided that Dodo Yalili should be the kind of silly, cute, and fan service character.
This is considered a classic character in the sequel that is unlikely to make a mistake.
The card in his hand looked exactly like a card, nothing strange about it, and it was the same as the card Ronan had seen online at the North Port pick-up and drop-off center.
He went to the next block.
Cyberpunk is quite popular.
Ronan specifically chose a small shop and bought a black hoodie and a black face mask.
"After all, some disguise is still needed... The logic of this world is probably not very strong... Hopefully, it can be like the Pokémon world, where you can change your appearance and no one can tell the difference..."
Ronan casually rode the city subway. His outfit would have been quite eye-catching in his previous life, but in this world where the overall style was a combination of anime, colorful, and cyberpunk elements, he blended in rather quietly.
"How interesting, Jiahao's attire has to be considered simple in this world..."
The North Port is in the distance.
The most crowded area is the drop-off/pick-up area.
Ronan pretended nothing was wrong and simply took the card and entered.
There were only two areas here: one for refueling and one for pick-up and drop-off.
The speedboats lined up in the pick-up area, shaking constantly, along with their fuel tanks.
He casually and elegantly stopped the pink-haired JK girl.
"Hello, this is my first time doing this. Could you please tell me what the oil extraction area is for?"
JK girls are lively and cheerful.
"Ha, of course we need to bring a can of gasoline when we go, since Shawshank Prison is quite far from here, and we'll have to fill it up with gasoline to change the oil on the way back..."
It's wonderful that in this world, everyone speaks their true feelings when you casually strike up a conversation.
Ronan left without making a sound and bought a large number of magnetic metal particles from an inconspicuous little shop.
The gasoline tank won't be discovered unless it's placed inside.
However, during the return trip, the pump is activated, the temperature rises, and the particles deform, forming a small load.
Ronan was just trying it once; if it didn't work, he'd try a different peroxide.
He returned to the oil depot with practiced ease. The place was enormous, and any oil he brought out would be counted and deducted from his transportation wages.
Ronan arbitrarily tampered with dozens of oil drums.
at the same time.
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