Interstellar Travel: Becoming a Dress-Up Game Designer

Chapter 233

"Wow, three first-class stars! That means at least 300 million more people will be added?"

"Insider information suggests that the Academy of Sciences has distributed its new holographic technology to various planetary game platforms, and Qingfengyi will definitely focus on using this technology. It's hard to say whether there will be 300 million or 3 billion people coming."

"Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration? If so many people come, wouldn't resources be even harder to obtain? There are already crowds at all the events. The water splashing event was packed with people, and now the torch and bonfire event is also packed with people. I can hardly imagine what that scene would be like; people would be piled on top of each other."

"That's not how it's calculated. The reason this event was so crowded was because there were so many people. Other events definitely wouldn't have this many people; at most, they would open two more zones."

"How could we possibly open new servers? There's a limit to the number of servers. Haven't you noticed that the number of players in Huaxia Jianghu has been steadily increasing?"

"Are they adding NPCs? Don't they add one or two more characters with every update?"

.......

While everyone was discussing, the whole roasted lamb was served.

The game offers a generous amount of roasted whole lamb; ten are placed around a campfire, ensuring everyone can have a bite. After roasting, they are taken out and placed on an open area to the side. Everyone disperses and gathers around a group of about twenty people to enjoy the delicious meal.

The whole roasted lamb was incredibly delicious. It was marinated for a long time with various seasonings before roasting, and during the roasting process, someone would brush it with different sauces. One bite revealed its tender, juicy flesh, and the aroma was irresistible. How could the players resist? They all stared longingly at it.

The mutton was served on banana leaves and chopstick leaves, not in a bowl. It was also carefully topped with mint, cilantro, cucumber strips, and a thin pancake, to be rolled up and eaten.

If you don't need these materials, just tell the person distributing them, and you'll only get mutton.

Looking at the night sky, no starlight could rival the glow of the campfire before us. A gentle breeze brought not heat, but coolness, and the aroma of mutton. After everyone had eaten, they sat together chatting; those not good at conversation simply listened quietly. Life was almost unrealistically comfortable, making one feel lazy. Lying down, the ground was soft; whatever the mud, this was probably what it meant to sleep under the open sky.

The players were having a blast, and when they suddenly relaxed, they felt much more at ease.

He was humming a song about the third day of the third lunar month, a little off-key, but it made people happy.

Just when players thought the peak of this event was over, the Mountain Pilgrimage Festival and Horse Racing Festival suddenly appeared, each with its own unique style and boundless excitement. The Mountain Pilgrimage Festival might only appeal to a small group of players who find it special. However, the Horse Racing Festival is a favorite among most players, especially combat-oriented ones. Players eagerly lead their previously trained racehorses, learn the rules from the NPC, and immediately sign up to participate.

Horse racing encompasses a wide variety of activities, including speed races, archery, combat, and fancy races. Speed ​​races seem relatively simple—just mount the horse and run. However, this is the perspective of an outsider. In reality, factors such as wind speed, terrain, and curves play a crucial role. A skilled horseman can minimize horse fatigue, increase explosive power and endurance, and gain a significant advantage in the later sprints, bringing victory within reach.

Lin Shuying genuinely didn't know these things, but the horses and environment were set up as described, and how to control them was up to the player.

The people who came to the horse race initially raced alongside the NPCs for a while, getting quite breathless. The real fun came later when it was just the players racing, with all sorts of blunders and chaotic moves, all with the sole aim of winning.

This is one of the few events where you can win items. The prize is a set of Mongolian clothing, a limited edition. The women's outfit includes a black wolf-fur felt hat adorned with several brightly colored pheasant tail feathers. These pheasants live in the grasslands, can fly, are difficult to catch, and are relatively rare. Having their tail feathers used to make a hat indicates high social status. It's purely for aesthetic purposes; the information provided only briefly explains its cultural and historical significance.

Amber and agate beads dangled from beneath the felt hat, ending with a piece of green jade, exuding a refined yet unrestrained air. The garment below was a white robe with brownish-red patterns, trimmed with white fox fur, and adorned with numerous beaded chains.

The men's clothing was also made of white fabric, but the patterns and rank badges were golden brown, giving it a powerful and noble appearance. The hat was a white wolf fur felt hat with a red gemstone top flower and red jade bead chains hanging from both sides.

She wore black high-top boots embroidered with golden steppe eagle totems. The eagle took flight with majestic power, its wings wrapping around her ankles from the front, seemingly adding unparalleled strength to her feet.

The women's boots are embroidered with the most beautiful flower on the grassland—the Sarilang, also known as the mountain lily. Adorned with pom-poms made of red fox fur, they add a touch of liveliness and softness to the noble style, while the overall look exudes a free and easy temperament.

The lower part of his robe was slit, revealing red and black trousers underneath. He could easily mount a horse with a flip, his boots in the stirrups, the whip cracking, and the grasslands were his domain to roam freely!

The players were thrilled upon seeing the prize picture. The horses at the starting line seemed to sense their owners' excitement, pacing back and forth, kicking wildly and snorting. Over there, the referee blew a bamboo whistle, the rider gave the horse a push, and the horse galloped off. Grass and mud flew up behind them, making the hooves look unreal.

The surrounding area was full of players who were just watching the show. These players were not confident that they could ride the horse well, and they knew that their job was to watch the show.

Over there, after the contestants rushed out, all sorts of strange props appeared in their hands, such as stones, bricks, tiles, fur balls, and pets?

A small panda was thrown out, and a pair of panda paws instinctively grabbed what it hit, landing right on the player's face. The player who was hit couldn't see ahead, and their horse veered off course, colliding with the horse in front. The person in front turned and whipped the horse behind, simultaneously spurring it to accelerate.

The horse behind, thinking the horse in front wanted to duel it after being hit, immediately snorted and charged forward. They were all racehorses from the arena; who wasn't hot-tempered?

The horse in front was nudged by the one behind and instantly turned around uncontrollably. The two horses inexplicably started fighting and ended up blocking the road, preventing anyone coming from getting through.

The player who was bumped by the panda finally managed to get rid of it and was about to smash it on the ground, but the panda was looking at him with its big, round, watery eyes, so he couldn't bring himself to smash it.

The red panda seized the opportunity to slash his face a few times, then jumped down and nimbly weaved away among the horse's hooves.

The players who got caught must be furious!

"Which bastard is it! Come out and fight!"

The players who were blocked behind roared, "Get out of the way, or we'll gang up on you!"

The player who had been knocked down by the horse earlier had fallen to the ground and was trying to get back on his horse, but the two horses were locked in a fierce battle, and he was thrown back several times when he tried to get close. His health bar was dropping rapidly, and he was likely to be kicked to death by his own horse before being killed by other players. How tragic.

The player on horseback whipped the horse that was fighting him a few times, immediately spurring it away. Seeing the path clear, the players behind spurred their horses forward, not caring if there was another player on the ground, and trampled over them.

At this moment, a red fog appeared in the system pop-up window, indicating the punishment for harming or killing someone.

Players who received the system notification didn't care, let alone those who didn't. Soon, the horses behind caught up with those in front. Those in front immediately started throwing bombs, stones, wood, and even grass behind them?

A barrage of attacks rained down on them, and the players behind roared, "That's enough! If you've got the guts, let's fight!"

The player in front shouted, "You're not good enough, just getting first place is fine. Hehe, if you're so capable, surpass me!"

"You forced me!"

As he spoke, the player pulled out a gun and fired a shotgun, which exploded in a large area. Several players in front were hit, and the one who was targeted died instantly and returned to his base.

The injured player pulled out a bow, squinted, and asked, "Do you want to duel?"

At this point, the players in front formed one faction and the players behind formed another, creating a tense standoff. Then, some opportunistic players quietly put away their horses, walked across the track, and then summoned their horses again to continue galloping.

At first, a fight wasn't going to break out, but then one of the players in the back suddenly fired a blank shot, hitting a player in front. That player pulled the arrow from his shoulder and shouted, "Charge! They attacked first!"

The players behind shouted, "Don't talk nonsense, we didn't do anything!"

"Heh, you didn't make a move? Did I shoot myself with an arrow?"

After shouting, the horses charged into the enemy camp, and a chaotic battle broke out.

"Are you out of your mind? I'm on your side, and you're hitting me!"

"You don't look like it to me; you must be the one on the other side."

This is a conversation between two players who don't know each other. The clever player quickly seizes the opportunity to obscure their identity. The other player, unsure, hesitates for a moment.

In that instant, a wood-chopping knife swept across, knocking him to the ground, where he died.

"Aaaaaah, someone help me tell who's friend and who's foe! I'm definitely going to get caught in the crossfire!"

"Those in the front, take out your golden shawls and put them on!"

"Those in the back, take out your red shawls and put them on!"

Once the person in charge noticed the situation where they couldn't distinguish between friend and foe, they immediately came up with a solution.

Unfortunately, the players' outfits were so varied that it was impossible to tell them apart unless you knew them very well. Adding to the difficulty was the hasty nature of the three horse races, which meant many people didn't have time to find a partner, making it even harder to distinguish them.

Both sides quickly marked their positions, and the battle began immediately.

At this moment, a player using trickery stealthily took out a shawl of the opponent's color and blended into the enemy ranks, constantly persuading the enemy soldiers. The enemy didn't recognize them at all, and thus wiped out many enemies. But why did their own men also disappear so quickly?

On the world channel, there are many complaints.

"Which bastard infiltrated my army and dared to kill me? You just wait."

"Who came up with this idea? It's completely useless! The enemy managed to infiltrate us. I've already been killed by two guys wearing golden shawls, boohoo. Next time I'm going to go on a killing spree, I really am going to go on a killing spree!"

"Hehe, I infiltrated the gold team and challenged five players. It was so much fun, hahaha. Come on, let's hurt each other!"