The Boss Behind The Game

Thousands of members of the Gillfish Clan sat on the shore with weapons in their hands, gazing blankly at the sea.

They did not go fishing in the sea or hunting in the jungle today as they knew that those creatures would arrive at any time.

It had happened countless times, and the constant visits of the players had caused them to lose their cool.

From being grateful to the Sea God in the beginning to cursing the gods now, no one knew the ups and downs that they had been through.

Ever since the legend was spread across the forum, saying that the Son of the Sea was found at the Fallen Fish Island, innumerable players had sailed here according to the coordinates they had.

Meanwhile, all the players who had suffered the inhumane torture had somehow reached a consensus and chose to hide the truth. Then, they quietly hyped the deceiving post in the forum, hoping that the other players would join in on the suffering.

This became the greatest deceit in the history of Battle Online.

However, this had caused a great inconvenience to the humble and honest Gillfish Clan. The arrival of incessant batches of players were starting to exhaust their hospitality.

As they expected, a warship came into view in the distance.

The gamers on the ship were moved by the scene and some of them even shed tears.

“I see it… I see it! That’s the Fallen Fish Island that was mentioned in the forum,” the players on the warship exclaimed in excitement, as though they had foreseen themselves reaching the peak of life after they had successfully obtained the Son of the Sea.

“The members of the forum were right. The natives on the island are really welcoming. Look! They are standing at the shore, waving at us!” they made a joyful remark when they saw the members of Gillfish Clan who were actually waving their weapons in protest by the shore.

As they were approaching the island, the players stood on the deck of the warship and waved back at the Gillfish Clan gleefully.

The members of the Gillfish Clan were flustered by the players’ reactions.

obviously know that they are

docked at the port, the players were beaming as they disembarked the warship. Then, they walked toward the members of Gillfish Clan,

……

a certain crystal palace under the

at the elder who was groveling

saying that there’s a kind of creature that has been coming to

should be welcoming them to sacrifice their lives at your place instead. Only

Gillfish Clan clan raised his head and wiped away his tears, “My King, but we can’t eat them. They

Sea King was

no idea what

had not pledged loyalty to him

to the the complaint of the Gillfish Clan’s elder, the confused

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what do you

protect us? If this continues, our clan will really be doomed. We haven’t been eating for the past few days. They will come in the morning, evening, and even at midnight. We haven’t been hunting for other food

involuntarily teared up again when he recalled his recent

waved his hand, “Big Hammer, bring along a group of people to protect the Gillfish Clan. Meanwhile,

shark, with the name of Big Hammer, nodded. It threw a contemptuous glimpse at the elder before it

of the Gillfish Clan

put to ease. They began to hunt and pick fruits as usual. Their daily lives resumed. For the first time, they were so grateful for their everyday

the Fallen Fish Island. They were

before long, they got

the players