Chapter 821
"You have a point." Xu Huo's gaze darkened. If the premise that different spaces have different times holds true, then the game world should be far more than just a single space with special motion. Moreover, the "time" in these spaces may not be equivalent. In other words, if spaces with "curved time" have special spacetime travel jump points, then different "times" would also have varying jump distances. As long as one finds a suitable "curved time," theoretically, it would be possible to travel to any past or future time.
This temptation was far too great.
While he was silent, the other players had already begun to let their imaginations run wild. The Unlucky-looking man said, "If I could travel through space, I'd definitely find the inventor of this damn game and kill him first, teach him not to do such inhumane things!"
Someone beside him laughed. "If you kill the game's inventor, then how could you complete the spacetime travel? That's a paradox; it doesn't make sense at all. So-called differences in time length are just a means for the game to fool players. How can you be sure your perception is correct? Maybe the past few days weren't the days we thought they were?"
"I'm just saying 'if'!" the Unlucky-looking man argued loudly. "If spacetime travel were possible, I bet ninety-nine percent of people would definitely destroy the game!"
"Not necessarily," the old man said with a chuckle. "There are also people like me who can only barely survive thanks to the game's blessings."
"You're different." The Unlucky-looking man muttered another sentence before saying, "Everyone has relatives or friends who died because of the game. Wouldn't it be good to resurrect them?"
"Good is good, but it's just wishful thinking." The Baseball Cap player said, "Anyway, it's all fantasy, might as well think about happy things. If I could travel through space, I'd definitely go back and get rich by various means. Then, once in the game, I could buy whatever I wanted."
So the topic shifted again to fantasies about how to spend money after getting rich overnight.
"...I'd buy a mountain top to build a temple for my master, to repay him for raising me." Yan Jiayu said with a smile.
"What about your parents?" the Unlucky-looking man asked.
"They left me at my master's doorstep and went away." Yan Jiayu said. "When I was little, my master told me that if he hadn't come in time, I would definitely have been carried off by a wild boar."
Many people cast sympathetic glances at her. The Knitting Female Player said angrily, "Some people simply aren't fit to be parents!"
"You're a player now. Have you thought about finding them?" the Unlucky-looking man said with a sly grin. "Go back and slap them in the face hard."
"Why would I slap their faces?" Yan Jiayu asked, puzzled. "Although they didn't take care of me, they sent money to my master every month. The mountain top where my master practiced asceticism was borrowed from them, and they would also send me clothes and toys on time."
"Wait, your parents are so rich, why would they throw you at the foot of a mountain to feed wild boars?" The Unlucky-looking man synthesized the entire story and summarized what he understood as the core.
Yan Jiayu looked shocked. "When did I ever say they fed me to the pigs?"
Similarly, she also refined the core of the matter.
They stared at each other, exchanging dialogue that could easily serve as a horror story without any pressure.
Xu Huo coughed lightly beside them. "I think your master is crucial in this story."
"You've been deceived!" the Unlucky-looking man felt he had regained the upper hand.
But Yan Jiayu said with a smile, "My master wouldn't lie to me."
She said this very seriously and with conviction. It was no longer appropriate to joke, so the Unlucky-looking man changed the subject. "I didn't realize you were a rich second-generation."
Yan Jiayu didn't care much about her appearance; simple and clean was enough. Her short, crisp hair made her look a bit more girlish and innocent. However, perhaps related to her upbringing, her clothes were mostly cheap and clearly showed signs of frequent washing.
"I only got my bank card just before entering the game." This was why she was in the same carriage as Xu Huo. Her parents hadn't had time to deposit money into the card of their daughter who had just finished her studies and come down from the mountain.
"But after the preliminary review, exchanging district paper money for White Notes became much harder. You can only exchange for fewer White Notes, which isn't very cost-effective."
Therefore, she preferred to earn money by buying and selling items and potions in the game. Of course, all the money she earned was spent.
"Actually, earning money isn't limited to just buying and selling." The Baseball Cap player interjected. "Many wealthy people hire bodyguards. Some are paid by the hour, some by the job. The prices are very high, and you can even request payment in items."
"I've done that before." The old man said. "But the risks are also high. Often, you're escorting important items. The kind of players that high-level items or important experimental subjects can attract is completely unpredictable. Compared to that, the money isn't much."
"Actually, you can also take on jobs training young masters and misses," the Knitting Female Player said. "Or leading them through instances. But for these types of tasks, to ensure the employer's safety, both parties have to sign a mandatory agreement."
"Your tasks are all so high-class..." The Unlucky-looking man paused before saying, "Has no one else ever gone mining like me?"
Everyone turned to stare at him, their expressions becoming subtle.
"Really mining?" Yan Jiayu was interested. "Are there any fun ores? I'll trade with you."
"Poverty cramps one's style. I was starving crazy at the time and had no other way, so I could only become a miner," the Unlucky-looking man said. "But I was digging a kind of white ore. The Game Government buys it at a high price. I heard it's one of the raw materials for making some kind of weapon."
"There are many raw materials for making weapons. Did you bring any out?" the old man asked.
The Unlucky-looking man immediately took out a square, milky-white ore. "This is just a scrap piece with impurities. The real good stuff is slightly translucent and looks like it absorbs light."
There were quite a few knowledgeable people in the carriage. Someone immediately named the white ore and its origin, then added, "This kind of ore is usually shipped to the Platinum Eye. As for its uses, there are many."
"The Platinum Eye is famous for producing precision instruments, including all kinds of advanced thermal weapons." The old man said. "There's a saying: even the richest person in the world will have a thinner wallet after entering. There are many good things, but they are also expensive."
"Exactly," the Unlucky-looking man said quickly. "I heard the new energy cannons they make are so expensive that even slightly poorer game districts can't afford them."
"But I heard the mayor of the Platinum Eye is looking for a match for his daughter. That's the little princess of the Platinum Eye! Long, black hair, you could smell her fragrance from far away. And her face... although I only saw a side profile, she was absolutely a beauty of the world. It's a pity I already have a girlfriend..."
"Not much to look at yourself, but you sure have high hopes." The crowd burst into laughter. "Are you talking about the little princess of the Platinum Eye? Would she leave the Platinum Eye just to watch you mine?"
(End of Chapter)