World Tree Host's Wandering Digital Project

There are so many things the host can do at this step.

"In short, I hope that humans can put aside unnecessary hostility and develop together with us."

As soon as Proxima Centauri finished speaking, arms were raised below, and Proxima Centauri pointed at someone at random.

"Will you interfere in the internal affairs of other countries?"

"No, unless it involves Digimon, then it's up to you."

"Will you disclose the existence of yourself and the [Other World Civilization]?"

"In order to prevent humans from being too resistant, we will hide ourselves from the public and proceed step by step. But if you decide to make it public, we have no objection."

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The problem mainly focuses on the civilization of Digimon itself, but there are also problems with the game.

“May I ask whether the games you developed are harmful to the human body?

"I can guarantee that it will not cause any harm and is beneficial to the body. You can check the bodies of the beta testers yourself."

The player's consciousness will grow as the Digimon character levels up, otherwise it will not be possible to stimulate the [Digi-Soul]. The strong consciousness returning to the body can also drive the body to slowly improve and adapt to the consciousness, but there is a limit. The consciousness without stimulating the [Digi-Soul] will stop growing after reaching a certain level. This is the limit of human beings.

Proxima Centauri responded to each question flawlessly. These people certainly could not be as ungrateful as the crazy reporters. The black storm that swallowed everything a few days ago was still vivid in their minds.

Given that the opponent's power is too terrifying, humanity has no chance of winning, and all countries choose to bow their heads. Even the most arrogant countries will give in when faced with a real crisis of destruction.

"Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Proxima Centauri shook hands with the five people in front one by one. Even if they were reluctant to have an extra emperor above their heads, they had to shake hands happily.

Moreover, I recall that in the images released by Proximamon, there were scenes of humans driving spaceships and warriors creating effects such as fire and lightning out of thin air. If I could get in touch with them through Digimon in the future, I would have to take care of them for the sake of being human.

Thinking of this, the smiles on their faces became much more sincere.

It's finally over.

The host looked at the humans' enthusiastic smiles through Proxima Centauri and felt extremely annoyed.

He is not good at intrigue, and the humans he chose to contact in the past were all determined and charming guys. For example, he never chose to have in-depth contact with the humans in the first Godzilla world. He just made a little money to relieve the urgent need and left.

This time he has to make long-term plans in the world of Sword Art Online and has to deal with politicians. He can't use the method he is best at. After all, he also needs the population size.

He had no choice but to cut the Gordian knot, defeat the entire world with his own strength as quickly as possible, demonstrate his overwhelming strength, and let humans know that he had no chance of resistance. Only then could he talk about "cooperation" with humans calmly and smoothly.

Otherwise, if you show even the slightest weakness, things may not go so smoothly. There will definitely be some fools who don't know what's good for them and will actively or passively provoke you, and your bottom line will be tested little by little.

But all this was resolved after the host flipped the table.

If this world didn't value the human population, why would it go through so much trouble?'

If it weren't for the fact that humans voluntarily enter the gaming world and maintain their utmost enthusiasm, and if the influence of the governments of various sovereign states was too great and the game could be removed from the shelves with just one sentence, the console would never adopt such a nagging approach.

However, after the successful negotiation, the impact was obvious. Various countries gave the green light to the issue of gaming, and some unscrupulous countries were even actively promoting it.

For example, the master of Eagle Sauce, who is one of the top chaebols, also knows the inside story of Digimon. Now he has expressed his optimism about the "Digimon" company and his support for its games on more than one occasion in public, and even asked the other party on Twitter to give him a few internal test accounts so that he can play with his children.

Experts from all walks of life also changed their tone, from their previous ambiguous attitude to unanimous boasting.

The Rabbit, which used to treat games as a scourge, also relaxed its attitude to a certain extent. After receiving the hint from above, even if it was unhappy with this game company that was accused of cutting in line by domestic companies, the game management department had to put up with the cold shoulder, such as banning the accounts of some game companies' hired trolls to smear the game, and sending a large number of

The “anonymous” report was suppressed.

The goodwill displays from various countries have successfully raised the popularity of the game to a new level.

Imia, who had suddenly disappeared during this period of time, has been deified again, and his popularity is increasing day by day. Although he is the boss of a game company, he is more popular than any superstar.

It is not only because of his extraordinary appearance and the financial resources that enabled him to suddenly appear at the top of the rich list and become the "world's richest man", but also because of the proactive goodwill shown by various countries. At least on social media, Imiya has become a black hole. You can say a few words if you are unhappy, but if you dare to insult him, you will be banned and the account will be blocked.

Everything that happens in the outside world has nothing to do with the players in the game. The most that happens is that after taking off the helmet, you will see more and more people @ing you in various group chats to express their envy. There are also many wealthy people who want your account with huge sums of money, but unfortunately the account is bound to your iris and cannot be traded.

After Proxima Centauri settled all the real-life issues and the hype reached its peak, the game ended its internal testing and prepared for final repairs before entering the public testing phase.

“Dear players, the internal test has ended. We hope you will quit the game as soon as possible. The server will be shut down later.”

Kirito pouted as he looked at the notification in front of him that he couldn't close. During the more than two months of internal testing, he had used his super reaction nerves to kill monsters and complete tasks day and night. During this period, he only died once. He was just one step away from entering the mature stage.

It's a pity that I'm still a step late, but it's not a loss. At least I know a path to a hidden career. I believe I can be one step ahead of others during the public beta.

Kirito ignored the prompt and wanted to go back to the town and log off again. He had logged off in the wild once before and was killed by someone unknown, so he had to start over. However, thanks to this reincarnation, he had improved his ability values ​​and successfully obtained a clue to a hidden mission.

A blessing in disguise, but after this, Kirito never dared to log off outside the safe zone again. It has become a habit now. Even though he knows that the data will be deleted and there is no point in keeping the character, he still refuses to log off in the wild and insists on finding a safe zone.

There were many players with the same obsessive compulsive disorder as Kirito entering the town gate. Argo, whom Kirito knew, was guarding the gate, and would sneak up whenever someone came in. No one knew what he was doing.

"that..."

"What's wrong?"

Kirito watched as a yellow-white mouse with two small wings on its head flew over. Although it had no nickname or any other features, Kirito could recognize that it was Patamon that Argo evolved into.

This is also a black technology. It can accurately identify everyone with the same model without identifying the player. Kirito once wondered how the game company did it, but later gave up because he was really not cut out for scientific research.

"that is..."

"Hurry up, I'm going offline."

"Can you sell me some information, like your hidden..."

"Sorry for disturbing you, goodbye."

Kirito rolled his eyes and slapped Argo, who came up to him with a smirk, away.

No wonder the people in front of her didn't give her a good look. How could she possibly sell the secret information of such a popular game? This was the basis for her to establish her own advantages in the public beta in the future.

Kirito has heard that many people who participated in the internal beta test have decided to turn professional players. After all, this game is so popular that there is money to be made.

"No, no, no!"

Patamon lay on Kirito's big head and couldn't get off no matter how Kirito shook it off.

"let go!"

"If you don't want to sell this, at least give me some small information! Or give me some illustrations I haven't seen before! It's so hard for me to be an information dealer! They hide the information so tightly, and they have no spirit of sharing at all!"

Patamon grabbed Agumon's big head with its four little paws, flapped its little wings, and twisted its round body to avoid the claws reaching out from below, while still pretending to cry and act pitiful.

"You're just going to sell it for money! Besides, how miserable you are has nothing to do with me!"

Kirito used his claws to reach out and barely touched the piece of flesh on the head, but his short arms made it impossible for him to exert enough strength to pull Argo down.

Finally, Kirito gave up and looked at the countdown for the server shutdown in front of him.

"Forget it, you shameless guy. The server is about to be shut down. Let's make an appointment and talk offline."

"Eh?! Could it be that Kirito wants to attack this beautiful girl?"

"Heh, why is an old man using a voice changer to act young?"

Although I don't know if a voice changer can be used in this completely virtual stealth game, this doesn't stop Kirito from teasing this guy in the same way that usually happens in games.

"What? I'm a real beauty!"

The little paw knocked hard on the big head below.

"It hurts! Then it's a deal, see you at the entrance of Tokyo...park at 2pm the day after tomorrow!"

Kirito said this with gritted teeth. If they were not in the safe zone, sparks would have come out of Kirito's teeth.

There was no time now, so he decided to teach this guy a lesson offline.

"No problem! But you have to give me some information when the time comes."

When Argo felt the big head beneath him bobbing up and down, he smiled slyly and quickly quit the game.

Kirito felt a lightness on his head, and Patamon fell from his head and collapsed to the ground, his eyes closed as if he was dead.

He also knew that Argo had quit the game, so he waved his claws in anger and quit the game as well.

Agumon, who stayed where he was, closed his eyes and fell forward to the ground. Many other players around him also suddenly fell to the ground and went offline.

In the past, if you logged off directly on the street, a patrolling NPC would drop you off at a fixed location, but the data will be deleted soon, so it’s good enough to be able to log off in the safe zone, and there’s no need to spend money to open a room.

As all the players went offline, the safe zone was filled with Digimon lying on the ground.

"how do you feel?"

"It's wonderful!"

Kayaba Akihiko's incarnation of Wizardmon and Kamishiro Rinko's incarnation of Witchmon finally walked into the town, followed by Proximamon, which was two or three times larger than them.

Proximamon was asking Kayaba about his feelings during this period, while Kamishiro's body was shaking a little as he kept grabbing his broom and Kayaba's clothes.

Kayaba and Kamishiro carefully avoided the Digimon that were scattered all over the street.

When Proxima saw this, it immediately launched a black storm, and the streets were instantly clear.

Both of them knew about what was happening in the outside world. The firewall of the human world could no longer stop them. They also knew that Proxima Centauri had used this black particle to destroy the world once.

From then on, Kamishiro was obviously afraid of Proximamon, but Kayaba didn't care. After all, he was already a Digimon, and what happened to humans had nothing to do with him.

"After this period of testing, it seems that there are no problems. We can start the public beta test soon. However, before that, we need to settle the Digimon from the Digital World."

Proxima led the two into the opened portal.

"Do you want to stay in the Digital World or Aincrad?"

"this..."

Kayaba was in a dilemma for a moment. The Digital World was more in line with his expectations, but it was much more dangerous than the gradual [Aincrad].

Kamishiro pulled him.

"...Let's go with Aincrad."

After all, he and his girlfriend were transformed from humans. Even if he could bear it, Kamishiro could not bear to never see his relatives again.

"It's okay. If you want to go to the digital world in the future, you can apply to me, or this person..."

A silver-red knight's armor sparkled in the sun, and a red cloak inlaid with gold threads fluttered.

Even Kayaba, an apprentice of magic, could see how amazing the [Wind Magic] surrounding the other person was.

"I am Medieval Dukemon, and I manage [Witcherney Academy] with other Digimon."

"This medieval dukemon is in charge of the magicians. If you want to continue on the path of magic, you will be under his management."

MedievalDukemon nodded to Kayaba and Kamishiro.

【Picture: Middle Ages】

【Picture: Middle Ages】

"You don't have to answer so quickly. You can find Proxima Beast when you've made up your mind. I'm here to settle the magicians who are going to Aincrad. If you want to learn magic systematically, you can also find them."

[Aincrad] is designed to have a hundred floors. The host feels that it is enough, and if it is really not enough, you can add more floors.

In order to make each floor distinctive, the host simply divided up a number of floors and let each force manage them on their own.

[Witcherney College], the magic academy established in the digital world of this host, also gained a level.

MedievalDukemon brought some teachers and students to establish the branch, and some [Vortex Warriors] also went there, also led by MedievalDukemon as the leader.

There is Ancient Sagemon watching over our hospital, so Medieval Dukemon is not in a hurry to go back.

"You should stay in the Digital World for the time being. They are still sorting it out. I will call you when it is done. If you have any questions or want to return to the human world, just find an Eosmon."

Proximamon waved his hand, and Kayaba received an account notification that he had received a huge sum of money from the digital world.

The meaning was very clear. Kayaba and Shinxie passed Proximamon and decided to wander around the Digital World first to take a look at the local customs and culture.

MedievalDukemon also waved goodbye to Proximamon, as both of them had other things to do.

Proxima Centauri also needs to see how other forces are preparing.

The [Dark Realm] and [Nightmare Legion] are not under his jurisdiction.

"Then I'll leave first."

The Digimon dressed as a pirate waved to the dozing Lucemon Fallen Form on the throne, showing no humility at all when meeting the [Arrogant Demon King].

"Hurry up, the Great Draculmon is waiting."

And Lucemon's fallen form also waved his hand in response.

Chapter 307 Public Beta Begins