Global Game: Developing a Knight Clan-Chapter 134 - 127: Discovering the Wormhole, Idiots and Lovely People

Chapter 134: Chapter 127: Discovering the Wormhole, Idiots and Lovely People

At 7:30 PM on the Northern Continent, Lince finally checked into his hotel room on the twelfth floor.

He pulled back the curtains from the floor-to-ceiling window, revealing a perfect view of the snow-covered wilderness north of Ice River City.

He had to admit, he had definitely chosen the right hotel.

Both its location and the room’s orientation offered an excellent view.

A small white hamster sat motionless on Lince’s shoulder, clutching a sunflower seed.

Its lively eyes darted back and forth, looking from the view outside the window to Lince.

It looked just like a curious little baby.

At that moment, though Lince’s body remained unchanged, a kaleidoscopic halo of light veiled his eyes.

His human pupils transformed, narrowing into vertical slits like a snake’s.

Within the center of these slits, a golden stream of light swirled.

His enhanced vision allowed him to easily see everything within a nearly thirty-five-kilometer radius, all the way to the distant horizon.

Within that thirty-five-kilometer range, even in the dead of night, he could adjust his focus so that, in theory, not even an ant could escape his notice.

This powerful sight allowed Lince to easily spot something just north of Ice River City.

An army was encamped twenty kilometers outside the Outer City. To the north, a network of trenches had already been dug crisscrossing beneath the ice and snow.

Seeing this, Lince fell into thought. He then gently placed the hamster from his shoulder onto the floor.

"Be a good little guy and stay in the room. I’ll be back in a bit."

As he spoke, he also placed his phone and other belongings on the bed.

Then, with a single thought, a Magic Cloak draped itself over him.

He stared at the night sky outside the window.

An instant later, Lince vanished from the room.

Five kilometers away, at an altitude of roughly a thousand meters, Lince hovered in the air.

The howling wind couldn’t bring him the slightest chill.

Suspended in the sky, Lince glanced at the heavily guarded military encampment in the distance before abruptly flying higher into the sky.

Lince only stopped his ascent when he reached an altitude of ten thousand meters.

At the same time, Lince used his powerful vision and began to gaze down in the direction of the Arctic Circle.

But the Arctic Circle was vast.

He wouldn’t be able to find the Space Gate just by looking.

So, Lince’s solution was to call upon the Power of Space.

He closed his eyes, sensing the tides and rhythm of Space.

With the powerful spatial senses of a Space Dragon, in less than two breaths, he suddenly sensed it.

It was northwest of Ice River City.

Within his Spiritual sea of consciousness, he could sketch out the location: a spatial ripple, continuously spreading outward in all directions.

The sensation was like the ripples from a pebble dropped into water.

By following these ripples, Lince could determine the approximate location of the Space Gate that had appeared in the Blue Star Arctic Circle.

With that, Lince no longer hesitated.

He immediately used his Space Travel ability and flew swiftly in the direction he had sensed.

He traveled five kilometers with each jump.

Lince jumped more than one hundred and twenty times in total.

He consumed five High Tier Magic Crystals.

Finally, six hundred kilometers away, Lince saw it: a massive, seven-colored, swirling vortex—the gate—hanging in the Arctic sky less than three hundred meters above the ground.

The location was directly northeast of the Northern Continent.

It wasn’t in the permafrost region; large swaths of forest and bare earth surrounded it.

Furthermore, the ocean was only about sixty kilometers away from the gate.

From the looks of it, this area must have been uninhabited before. Even if there were any small villages in the vicinity, there couldn’t have been more than one or two.

Now, however, there were definitely no small villages left.

The surrounding Commoners had long since been evacuated by the Human Alliance, and gag orders had been issued.

And now, a hundred-kilometer radius around the seven-colored Space Gate was sealed off tight by the Human Alliance Army.

An airfield was being rapidly constructed a hundred kilometers directly south of the seven-colored Space Gate.

Numerous missile launchers and rocket artillery units were also being deployed in newly excavated, concealed positions.

Offshore, naval fleets were docked, with some patrolling continuously around the clock.

In the sky, hundreds of drones periodically flew through the projection of the seven-colored Space Gate.

Even this late at night, Lince could still see armed helicopters continuously patrolling the sky.

Gazing at the Space Gate before him, Lince’s expression grew thoughtful.

Finally, unable to resist the urge to gather intelligence, Lince used his Concealing Cloak and landed directly in a brightly lit Human Alliance military camp.

He used his powerful senses to distinguish the various sounds around him.

Soon, Lince teleported again, appearing outside an underground command room.

Guards stood at attention by the door, rifles in hand, their expressions stern and meticulous.

Through a window in the door, Lince could see five senior Human Alliance officers—all stereotypically blonde-haired and blue-eyed—sitting around a conference table, deep in discussion.

"What is taking so long!"

"Why haven’t we figured out what’s going on yet?"

"What the hell is the True Game Countermeasures Bureau doing! Haven’t they already recruited seven Tier Four Players?"

"What’s the word from the Human Union Headquarters?"

a general barked at a lower-ranking officer to his side.

"General, in my opinion, the Players don’t all come from military backgrounds. As for sending them on a risky mission... setting aside whether they’d even be willing, the director over at the Countermeasures Bureau is certainly not inclined to cooperate right now," the officer speculated. At that moment, another senior officer at the table spoke up.

"That’s enough, Aedron. This is no time for complaints."

"The fact that the Countermeasures Bureau was able to send two Tier Four Players is already commendable."

"I’m sure you all understand the situation with the True Game. Tier Four Players are a precious asset to the Human Alliance right now."

"They’re Tier Four now, but they can become Tier Five, Tier Six, or even Tier Seven in the future. Once they reach Tier Seven, the effect of their Extraordinary Power will be a deterrent on par with a low-yield nuclear weapon."

"It’s not hard to understand why the Countermeasures Bureau treasures them."

"If I were in their shoes, I would also do everything possible to ensure these young people can develop safely."

The general named Aedron took a deep breath at these words and sat back down.

He then frowned and said,

"I understand the situation, but look at the time we’re in!"

"What is the purpose of the True Game? We can’t even rule out that this whole thing is a product of the True Game."

"Therefore, in my view, the Players themselves are like time bombs."

"Of course, looking on the bright side, even if this has nothing to do with the True Game, as long as these young people are guided properly, they won’t pose a major threat to the stability of the Human Alliance."

"But the key question is, do we really have any time left?"

"Take the current situation. This halo, this projection... according to the analysis from the Headquarters’ Wisdom Brain Group, it is almost certainly a wormhole leading to an unknown civilization."

At this, the general’s expression turned heavy. He looked gravely at everyone and continued,

"Gentlemen, war is imminent!"

"War isn’t a game. Sacrifices are inevitable. Even among us, who can say for certain they’ll walk away from this unknown conflict alive?"

"The Countermeasures Bureau is worried about the safety of its ’Players,’ but aren’t the lives of the soldiers under our command just as precious?"

"Before they were soldiers, they were fathers, husbands, and sons! They’re all living, breathing people!"

"But these so-called ’Players,’ they have a second life!"

Aedron’s gaze was piercing.

It made everyone else fall into deep thought.

However, another officer shook his head helplessly and said,

"So, General, let’s put aside the question of whether Players have a second life!"

"Look at the current situation. So what if a Tier Four ’Player’ possesses great Extraordinary Power? They can’t get into the wormhole anyway. There’s no use in us getting agitated."

"Hmph! Can’t get in? Is it that they really can’t, or that these Players are just unwilling?" the general retorted, his tone hostile.

However, another officer remarked languidly,

"And what if one did get in? We can see from the light and shadows that the other side has already deployed a large number of combatants. What difference would one Tier Four Player make?"

"How is that any different from sending them to their death? I think you’re oversimplifying things, General Aedron."

"I’m oversimplifying? Major General Maven, if I recall correctly, your son is also a ’Player,’ isn’t he?"

The moment Aedron said this, Major General Maven shot to his feet, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Aedron, what are you trying to say?"

"..."

Listening to the argument inside the room, Lince was rather stunned.

’What is this nonsense they’re spouting?’

’Are there really such idiot generals in the Human Alliance Army?’

’A crony? Some product of nepotism left over from the previous era?’

Lince was left speechless.

But that was the Human Race for you. As some would say,

the ruling class of the Human Alliance was indeed full of elites—over eighty percent, even. But the trouble caused by the remaining twenty percent of incompetent fools often required that eighty percent of elites to clean up their mess.

That was reality.

’It’s filth to my ears.’

Lince couldn’t be bothered to listen anymore, so he simply left.

He also took a tour of the surrounding area.

As expected, unlike that idiot, many of the generals here were working diligently, not just pinning their hopes on the small number of Players.

However, one thing was undeniable.

Lince could tell that many of the generals here were deeply concerned about the future casualties among their subordinates.

As he passed by some of the barracks, Lince could even see many soldiers, who, while resting and discussing the situation, appeared frightened and worried.

Of course, there were also many soldiers filled with courage and fearlessness.

In many of the barracks, soldiers and officers had already written and left behind their last wills and testaments.

"No matter what’s on the other side of this wormhole, for our families and for Blue Star, we as soldiers must be the first to charge into battle."

"If even we are afraid, if we shrink from war, then who will be left to protect our world and our families?"

"We didn’t enlist for the salary and veteran benefits! If that’s all you wanted, you shouldn’t have joined the military!"

"A soldier should have the resolve and honor of a soldier!"

"So, brothers, let this water be our wine! For the Human Alliance, for our families! Let’s drink to that!"

"To that!"

In an unremarkable barracks, a dozen or so soldiers were gathered, their morale high as they ate their meal.

Lince watched it all for a moment before finally departing.

Just half an hour later, Lince was back in his hotel room in Ice River City.

’There are only nine days left in the real world.’

’Inside the game, with all the Inference Days combined, I have at least twelve hundred days.’

’Saint Tier won’t be enough. I need to reach Tier Nine at the very least!’

’I’ll do it for the rewards from the massive real-world mission the True Game is about to release.’

With this in mind, Lince took out his phone. He opened the game forums and navigated to a familiar private group.