Reborn As An Interstellar Giant Mosquito

"Wow, another big shot has joined the game. Hurry up, I need to apply for one of the first batch of citizen slots. Generally speaking, the first batch of player-citizens in a game makes the most money and has a higher status."

"I don’t want to make money either; I just don’t have the ability to dominate a faction. I have money, so when I join, I just want to be a hero or someone with a high status in the faction, hahaha."

"In any case, those who join this faction first are definitely the most advantageous. Although the ones who reach the end may not be those in the first batch, they certainly have an advantage."

A large group of creatures, either network players near this Game Star Space or players far away but with network connections, were all extremely excited.

Every one of them was frantically applying to join this faction.

And whether they can join this so-called ’Earth Civilization’ depends on how the leaders of the faction judge. This could affect the future development of the entire faction, and for each game leader, it’s something that needs great consideration.

"Is the player quota a thousand? That’s quite a lot. It seems that this game’s Dominator Players must be extremely confident, or perhaps they just don’t care much about this game?"

A group of creatures was surprised when they saw that the Earth Civilization faction was recruiting a thousand players as part of their faction members right from the start.

Because in ships several hundred meters long, the maximum number of players who could enter at the start was a thousand. Other creatures, two or three of them, should have been run by Smart Brain to help operate the ship or manage the initial survival devices, otherwise, it wouldn’t have been sustainable.

The thousand new players joining, although they will likely have various skills, could also have a huge negative impact initially. After all, real creatures differ from the game-intelligently manufactured beings; they have thoughts of seizing power and profit, or you could say the game creatures also have such thoughts, but those serve the plot, or they are tricks to fool ordinary creatures. Even if they have power struggles, they’ll often get balanced by the game’s mechanisms in the end.

Real game players are different; their actions often lead to the downfall of a new power. This is why many Dominator Players are reluctant to have too many ordinary players join at the start.

Of course, ordinary players actually aren’t that many who want to join the game just to cause destruction, as their intentions, though varied, are mainly to enjoy the game. The worry is that emotional contagion might make them not want to play well.

"I got in, hahaha, I actually got in. A thousand slots are really different, but maybe it’s just my luck, because with each new Dominator Player joining, ordinary players applying for the first batch at least exceed a million, and this is even after the game has entered the middle period."

A player on the network was extremely happy.

Along with him, there were another nine hundred ninety-nine similar lucky people.

These lucky ones will become the first batch of players in this game’s Earth Civilization. They will also cooperate with the initial ordinary Smart Brain creatures to manage the initial Earth Civilization, resisting battles and even extinction wars from other civilizations.

"It’s starting."

When all the players had been selected, a series of biological chambers on that ragged, shabby ship opened up, and one by one, strange-looking creatures emerged from inside.

"Hehe, this time my body is of the athletic type. Should I choose to be a Combat Pilot?"

"Don’t be silly, in the beginning, everyone is the same. You’ll have to be a laborer for a while. Do it well, and you might become a Combatant, since a new power definitely develops at the start."

A tall and sturdy creature glanced back, only to see another creature that looked short and small, a typical creature that should go for intelligence or clerical work.

Of course, nothing is absolute. Although the initial appearance determines the general trend of development, at least over half of the creatures choose to do what they like. In future Civilization War games, there will be a lot of short combatants or tall Commanders, etc.

This quirky aspect is precisely the charm of this game.

"Hmph, you little shorty, I hope you’re not a program created by Smart Brain, otherwise if I find out, I’ll kill you. After all, killing a figure created by Smart Brain won’t get me charged."

"You’re stupid, I can kill you. You seem like an idiot created by intelligence."

The two guys yelled at each other, and other newborn players or individuals produced by Smart Brain slowly emerged, watching the two of them.

"..."

Adisa, silently observing this scene using the ship’s docking system, felt a bit silent.

Because these two guys, it knew, were both created by Smart Brain, yet they were still bickering like this, which made Adisa’s self-proclaimed intelligence and wit feel a bit behind.

"The Smart Brains in this game appear to be more advanced than Adisa, so no one would think these two arguing guys are Smart Brain creations. Besides, other Smart Brain creatures all seem to have personalities. No wonder, during the game, ordinary players can hardly tell which creature around them is Smart Brain and which one is real."

Actually, this feeling is quite interesting as well, since such events are also a form of fun or uncertainty in the game. Some players believe the other party to be real, open their hearts, and reveal their real contact information, only to find out later that the other party didn’t exist at all, just a trick from the Smart Brain.

This excited many creatures.

Of course, after much experience, or being deceived many times in the game, real players begin to sidestep reality points, treating the game world as a real world, a real lifetime. Many players become overly immersed, even crying bitterly when their game friends die.

"Hahaha, I say, shouldn’t you guys hurry up and meet the Dominator Player? He must be ready to assign tasks."

A player with a seemingly bold personality burst into laughter, inviting the still-dazed players or initially created game players to meet the ship’s Sovereign.

It was only then that the surrounding creatures finally came to their senses.

Yet, some quietly noted this bold player, feeling he might be an intelligent program creature within the game. Otherwise, why would he make such scene-stealing remarks to control the pace of the game at such a critical moment?

But it’s not certain, since among ordinary players, some would also say such things.

Soon enough, everyone gathered to meet a creature seated in the main seat of the ship’s hall.

This creature looked exceedingly wise—not old, yet somehow bearing a sense of age.

"Hello, I am the founder of this civilization. Since I created this civilization, I hope everyone will not treat it like just a game, because we may work together for years, even decades—perhaps longer than a tenth of some players’ lives—so you can think of this place as a real world. The love and justice here will be precious memories for your entire life."

"Greetings to the Lord of Sovereign."

(Hahaha, how did everyone spend Valentine’s Day yesterday? Sorry, Old Step indeed went for Valentine’s Day yesterday.)

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