Under the incentive of the contribution point system, the Players didn't even need Alex to arrange them; they consciously worked like oxen and horses.
The Warmaster and the other two Players dragged the bodies from the Tactical Projection Hall one by one to the gate platform.
When enough bodies piled up on the platform, the Players closed the inner blast door and opened the outer blast door.
Then, they operated the mechanical arm to push the bodies into outer space.
The bodies quickly froze and drifted into the boundless void.
This scene was shocking for the Players who had never experienced space before.
"This game can be said to have fulfilled my dream of traveling through space."
The Warmaster's words resonated with the other two Players.
This game is truly amazing.
Everything is so real.
Even the void is rendered so realistically.
After all the bodies were thrown out, the gate closed, and air pressure was reinjected.
"Let's go, continue moving bodies; we still need to clean the Tactical Projection Hall later."
The Warmaster led his two companions and continued working with grunts and groans.
As for the remaining two Players, under Alex's supervision, they went to the armory to move weapons.
At the same time, they inspected the cabins that had not been checked before and registered all collected supplies.
These complex tasks were not as exciting as combat.
But under the incentive of the contribution point system, the Players' enthusiasm remained high.
The Tactical Projection Hall was quickly cleaned up.
Weapons and firearms were also moved over, organized, and placed in a corner.
Weapons dropped by Players upon death were also collected.
As for the contribution points earned by the Players, Alex entered them into the tactical console and displayed them using a projection.
Alex also thoughtfully created a ranking.
Currently, the top-ranked Player is Blue Two-Headed Bird! Loyalty.
He has a staggering 23,000 points, a cliff-like lead over the second place.
This guy sacrificed himself by self-destructing with a meltabomb and the last Chaos Ogryn during the previous battle.
It was precisely because of his sacrifice that Alex and the others were able to successfully occupy the Tactical Projection Hall.
Such deeds must be heavily promoted to encourage competition among the Players.
Subsequently, Alex issued new tasks to the Players.
Clearing the corridor between the Strategic Room and the Tactical Projection Hall also awarded contribution points.
As soon as the rankings were released, the already enthusiastic Players became even more motivated.
They secretly competed, all wanting to achieve a higher ranking.
Inside the villa.
Zorion tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
He played on the computer, lay on the bed, then got up to exercise in the gym.
Five hours felt incredibly long to him, longer than a century.
Sometimes, he felt a long time had passed.
But when he checked his phone, it had only been less than ten minutes.
After a period of agonizing waiting, he finally endured until the revival time counted down to zero.
Zorion immediately put on his helmet and chose to log into the game.
The golden two-headed eagle in his vision erupted with light, making him instinctively close his eyes.
Zorion expected to revive directly at the shrine.
But when he opened his eyes, he found himself in a magnificent city of light.
The city was built with unparalleled craftsmanship.
It had countless towers and domes, filled with architectural styles from various human civilizations.
Gothic domes molded from megalithic glass, Chinese palaces built with bricks and tiles, and so on.
Anything that had appeared in human history could be found here.
Every building was exquisitely beautiful, like a work of art.
The city was grand and boundless, extending to the horizon where it abruptly ended.
Circular high walls, like giant pythons, confined it, with walls towering into the clouds.
The dome was as black as ink, forming an extreme contrast with the brilliant city of light below.
A star beyond imagination hung in the dark sky, appearing solitary.
The star was so vast it seemed within reach, bringing an unparalleled sense of visual oppression.
"Holy crap, this game has a place like this??"
Zorion, who thought he would never be shocked by Warhammer OL again, widened his eyes.
He could hardly believe what he was seeing.
Who exactly is the boss behind this game??
How can they make such an awesome game!!
If he ever met them, he would definitely bow down and beg them to accept his knees, which had once been shot in Skyrim.
"This should be the game's central revival point, like a graveyard in World of Warcraft."
"Does that mean I have to run back to my body to revive?"
"I heard that Saint Celestine has to run back to her body to revive every time."
"The game's official developers are so dedicated to realism; it's not impossible for them to restore this Warhammer setting."
Zorion originally wanted to explore the city thoroughly and figure out how to revive by running back to his body.
Suddenly, a force pushed him forward sharply.
He lost his footing and fell directly into boundless light.
The light dissipated, and the hum of machinery and the clamor of other Players entered his ears.
He looked around and found himself in the Tactical Projection Hall.
Behind him was the shrine dedicated to the Emperor.
Suddenly, he felt a push on his shoulder.
He turned around and saw Old Bird.
"Tenjiro, you're online too."
Old Bird's tone was very excited, Old Bird excitedly dragged him towards the tactical projection table, "Look, I'm first."
Tenjiro looked at the contribution point leaderboard in front of him, completely bewildered.
"I've only been offline for a few hours; how did a contribution point leaderboard appear??"
"This was just created by the Guide," Old Bird explained, "I only found out after logging in."
"The Guide has broken down the tasks we need to do, evaluated their value, and determined the contribution point rewards."
"Contribution points can be exchanged for items in the Guide's possession, for example, you, who just revived, will have to use contribution points to exchange for weapons."
Tenjiro frowned, then relaxed.
"This system is very good; the capable can work more, but the capable should also gain more. This will stimulate initiative; otherwise, if everyone eats from the same pot and it's egalitarianism, dissatisfaction will easily arise."
Tenjiro had noticed the problem when they were snatching weapons in the armory earlier.
Without a system of rewards and punishments, relying solely on self-discipline would not be able to create a positive and harmonious game environment.
Introducing the contribution point system could also reduce the likelihood of Players acting recklessly.
It would make them cherish their lives and equipment.
All Players who had died had re-logged into the Warhammer Universe.
Not a single one was absent.
After all, playing games is like sleeping, and it doesn't affect the next day's work.
Instead of wasting sleep, it's better to grind the game.
After the Players exchanged their weapons and equipment with contribution points.
Alex gathered them.
He prepared to strike while the iron was hot and take down important areas such as the Command Hall, Communications Main Control Room, and Praying Sanctuary to regain control of the Bridge.
"The Emperor's gaze is upon us; no matter the cost, we must reclaim this warship."
"We must continue to fight and bring the Emperor's wrath upon those disgusting enemies."
Before the battle, Alex gave a small pep talk to the Players.
"Loyalty, fight for the Emperor."
The Warmaster and Old Bird shouted.
"Loyalty, fight for the Emperor."
"Loyalty, fight for the Emperor."
The other Players were infected by the two and also shouted, boosting morale.
To maximize efficiency, Alex divided the fifteen Players into three teams.
To motivate them, Alex even used a holographic projection screen to display the team rankings.
After recapturing the Bridge, the team ranked first would receive extra rewards.
This series of actions made the Players full of vigor.
Each one was eager to get started.
"For the Emperor."
After Alex raised his arm and cheered, he reached out and pressed the button to open the blast door of another passage in the Tactical Projection Hall.
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