Players’ NPC daddy

Chapter 1630 Easter Egg Doomsday
A penguin sitting alone in the office frowned at the message he received. He didn't want to respond because he was an official now and the one who sent the message was a player.

Officials and players should keep a certain distance, otherwise it is unfair to other players. Just like him now, as an official, even if he is itching to do so, he will try not to log into the game.

But this issue really concerned him.

[Are there enemies in the sky? ]

This person is definitely not asking about Yunhai Ecology. Yunhai Ecology has been exposed long ago. So why is this person asking this question that already has an answer? Has he discovered something?
And you still say it's just pure harassment? Or is it just bluffing to scare him?
The penguin hesitated for a moment and began to search for information.

He knew about the Cloud Sea Behemoth Corps, which was his favorite gameplay and he sincerely hoped to be loved by the players. He also knew the reason for the establishment of this corps, which was to protect the floating island and mine the floating island's ore.

There is really not much possibility of triggering hidden content. The only one worth mentioning is [Doomsday Number].

He had seen the setting manuscript, which was a summoning method for one of the final BOSS series.

[Hermes's Traveling Hat] intends to mine the mineral veins of the floating island to make the core of the teleportation tower on the continent of Atlantis. Although this action will cause the [Doomsday Number] to decrease, there will be no problem as long as it does not return to zero.

Penguin took a look at the forums and found that many forums had already reported on [Hermes's Travel Cap] buying up large amounts of ore to improve the equipment of the Cloud Sea Behemoth Legion.

If there really is a hidden content, then I'm afraid it would only make the kingdom feel uneasy and gather its legions to prepare to attack [Hermes's Traveling Hat].

Only this kind of interpersonal relationships and the [hidden content] caused by social conflicts cannot be set, predicted, or prevented by the authorities.

If this really happens, there is nothing the penguin can do.

Penguin couldn't see what was wrong and hesitated whether to ask the geniuses about the person who sent the message. To be honest, this was a decision that required awareness. After all, it was late at night. After all, he was an employee. How could he disturb the bosses' sleep in the middle of the night?

At this moment, the office door opened and a woman wearing electronic shackles walked in. It was a dangerous restraint that would release enough current to cause incontinence if one left a certain range, but because it was covered with all kinds of small sequins and photo stickers, it became some kind of childish accessory.

The penguin looked up at the woman, then retracted his gaze and followed the instruction manual given to the woman by the kitchen appliance. He knew that he would not get the answer he wanted if he asked proactively. He ignored the woman and did his own thing seriously. The woman would come over to see him because he could not control his curiosity and mischievous taste.

As expected, after seeing that the penguin ignored her and was concentrating on watching the screen, the woman became agitated. She touched here and there, and then searched for high-tech products everywhere as if she was doing a big shopping.

Penguin almost jumped up to stop it, because that was a strictly prohibited act, and if discovered, the woman would be sent directly to jail.

Seeing that the penguin didn't react to her suicidal behavior, the woman couldn't help but move her feet, secretly walked behind the penguin, and peeked at the screen.

"Cough cough cough-"

Even though the penguin had thick hair, he could still feel the saliva sprayed on the back of his head. He was a bit of a germaphobe.

However, before the penguin could get angry, the woman ran out with a thump, shouting "fire". Although there was no fire, nothing could wake up a sleeping person more easily than a fire.

Needless to say, the woman will be twisted into strange shapes by the irritable kitchen utensils.

But unexpectedly, the geniuses came running back with a thud, and the situation seemed really urgent. The women were not beaten, and they did not change their clothes. They were still wearing pajamas. Of course, some of them were not wearing any clothes, but only a pair of large shorts.

The moment the geniuses entered the office, they stood behind Penguin without saying a word, staring at the Penguin screen, only making heavy breathing sounds and heartbeats that were about to jump out of their chests. Penguin began to sweat. The last time this happened was the day he became an intern at [G]. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was surrounded by people like this. It was said that he fainted because of the excessive surprise.

"What's the situation?" asked the boss.

Now the sweat on Penguin's face is like a stream. He still doesn't know anything, but he is not a rookie in the workplace. At this time, he just needs to tell the information he knows.

After describing the situation as concisely as possible, Penguin looked back cautiously. He felt the pressure of the workplace for the first time in a long time, but when he looked back, he found that the geniuses all had cold sweat on their foreheads, even more exaggerated than him.

"Is the situation very bad? What level?" Penguin couldn't help but ask.

"Apocalyptic level."

Penguin gasped.

"Then who caused this?"

Everyone stretched out two hands and pointed at different people at the same time, and the scene became extremely chaotic in an instant.

Kitchenware was the first to attack, digging her fingers into the woman's chest.

"It was this guy who suggested putting the trigger mechanism on the [Doomsday Number], which looks like a broken doomsday button, to tempt people to press it twice out of curiosity."

"My chest hurts! You agree with that, too. You even said that the doomsday button, where the more you press it, the closer the doomsday gets, is the most fun."

The geniuses argued among themselves, but just as their fingers were intertwined, none of them could extricate themselves from the problem.

Penguin tried to get up calmly, but he realized he was working overtime and needed to get some sleep. However, the geniuses simultaneously reached out and pressed Penguin down on the table.

The corners of his mouth twitched, it seemed as if he was not going to live alone anymore, and they had to sit here and suffer together.

"Can I first ask what level of doomsday this is?"

"We don't want the doomsday to happen. It's hidden within hidden, an Easter egg within an Easter egg. Setting the doomsday switch to trigger it to be pressed hundreds of thousands of times can prove how much we don't want this project to start."

"Then don't design this kind of thing in the first place!"

"If it's not designed this way, the world view will be incomplete."

At this point, it is useless to regret, and they cannot judge how far things have developed. The only thing they can do is to cooperate with the NPC's actions as much as possible.

An hour later, hundreds of small mining activities appeared in the official announcement.

(End of this chapter)