I Make Games Inside a Mobile Game?! Chapter 49 49: The Culprit

Crimson Night's video explaining the causes and consequences of the incident was finally released after a brutal, sleep-deprived editing sprint.

In the video description, Crimson Night even added a bonus line: "Save your future gaming experience! Please join at Great World ID 100XXXX and support Carl Agata!"

Making nostalgic videos was second nature to Crimson Night. The content did not even need to be overly emotional. She only had to tell the players of the previous ga... about the current situation of their original "waifus."

However, Crimson Night still concealed so of the truth at Sophia's request, such as the fact that those "waifus" had mutated into monsters.

She simply told the players that they had retired and were now living in a place called Netherworld Village, but were still looking forward to reuniting with their forr players.

In short, under Crimson Night's call, players from all sides, haters and fans alike, gathered in Kyo's worldline to participate in this grand event together.

With things developing to this point, the first stage of Carl's goal was complete.

Then... Carl initiated the second stage of his plan.

Using the academy's personal terminal, Carl directly contacted Irene, who had been acting as a background character on the battlefield... or rather, in this ga.

At this stage, Irene only had a few plot points in the main story. If not for her incredibly strong universal buffing power, she might have beco the character with the least presence in Oath.

And now... Irene was likely about to fire the most critical shot in the history of Oath.

"Irene, hurry! Shoot the unconscious Noir under that big tree! Wake him up!"

Irene received Carl's ssage imdiately.

"Eh... B-but Lord Carl! That person wants to kill you!" Irene clutched her musket, looking sowhat lost in the crowd.

During this ti, Irene had actually been hanging out with Hasumi. Whether it was team compositions or life in the Main World, that Knight Princess took great care of Irene.

Originally, Carl felt that his relationship with Irene might leave so hidden issues. After all, a master-servant relationship should either be disclosed to players early on or kept secret forever.

But recently, Carl checked Irene's reputation on the real-world internet and discovered... that players were actually shipping Irene and Hasumi as a couple?!

A dashing, elegant Knight Princess and a shy, introverted Little Maid. The two ford a perfect team pairing and had plenty of interactions in the story and the Great World.

Coupled with Hasumi's innate habit of helping the weak to show off her charm, players felt that these two were surprisingly complentary when paired together.

Just watching the two interact was enough to make players grin like proud aunts.

In short, Carl saw this as a good thing. Anyway, back to the point.

"It's precisely because I want revenge that I need to wake him up! Irene... find a hidden spot and keep using recovery bullets to heal him. I want him to stay alive!" Carl said.

After Irene's role was changed to Support, all her bullets beca recovery and buffing bullets, with damage close to zero.

But in exchange, she gained decent healing and absurd buffing power.

"U-understood!"

Irene stumbled along with her flintlock rifle, found a position far from the fray, and began sniping.

The Magic Bullet Shooter ability granted to Irene by Elysium allowed her bullets to curve.

With this ability's enhancent, even if her marksmanship was terrible, she could hit people using her will alone.

So Irene aid directly at the unconscious Noir beneath the distant tree and fired her ultimate skill, "Final Contract: Multicolored Bullets!"

In that instant, Noir was successfully buffed. Not only did he receive an attack boost and damage amplification, but his health also began regenerating continuously.

This caused him to wake up imdiately!

"Curse you, Savior!"

Noir touched the pain on his cheek and neck, instantly looking up at the battlefield, intending to find the Savior for revenge.

He suddenly discovered that, at so point, the battlefield had beco filled with Saviors.

However, Noir now felt frighteningly powerful.

"Just as well. This saves the trouble of eliminating you one by one."

From the very beginning, this character's script was that of a flamboyant villain, so he imdiately struck out, piercing a player's chest with a bolt of pitch-black thunder.

But that single action made the players, who were currently "intensely exchanging opinions" on the battlefield, notice his presence.

"Is that Noir? Or is soone cosplaying him?"

"Are you stupid? Oath hasn't implented a costu system yet. Our appearance only changes based on the character we copy."

"In other words... it's the real deal?"

Information spread quickly among the players. Once they confird that the figure on the battlefield was indeed the real Noir, Ryan, the vice guild master of Crimson Sigil, stepped forward and turned his microphone volu to the maximum.

"Everyone! All eyes on ! Look at , look at ! Stop fighting! Everyone, stop!"

It had to be said that Ryan held a certain level of prestige among the players. After all, he was a raid leader who had achieved multiple world-first clears of high-difficulty content.

After Ryan shouted in the public channel, the players who had been at each other's throats imdiately stopped.

"I know everyone has mixed feelings about the Version 1.1 story. So think it's good, so think it's bad... that's all fine!"

"But for those who now think this character Noir deserves to die, type '1' in the public chat!"

When Ryan shouted this, Kyo's Great World chat channel instantly exploded, with a flood of "11111111" ssages flashing by.

"OK! Usually, we can't hit NPCs because of system restrictions! But this ti, so hidden plot must have been triggered, allowing us to attack NPCs! So what are you waiting for?"

"Noir is right here! Get him!"

Under Ryan's call, players from both factions, whether they stood with the Saintess...

Or with Carl, all unanimously stopped their current disputes. They raised their blades, spears, and clubs, then began to frantically beat up Noir.

"You... ungrateful... Saviors... damn it! Why won't you die!"

After continuously enduring a barrage of ice, fire, lightning, and sword attacks from the players, Noir was covered in wounds from head to toe, yet he found that he simply could not die.

This was because not only was Irene sniping him with healing shots from the shadows, but many wicked players were also secretly restoring Noir's health from the sidelines.

In short, this display of player rage would likely last a long ti, but Carl's goal in pushing Noir to the forefront... was not just to give the players their deserved justice.

There was another purpose: bait.

Carl was certain that the official Oath team must be monitoring the situation here.

Normally, the Oath officials would definitely not intervene. They would just wait until the players had caused enough trouble.

However... that was assuming the planners and operators at Oath were a group of normal people, which was unlikely.

Real world, Oath Headquarters.

Mio... had joined Oath's official headquarters.

She did not know how she, the biggest number one hater of Oath, had managed to slip directly into the company's middle managent.

But regardless, the film and television company she worked for had entered a long-term partnership with Oath, and she had been stationed at Oath headquarters as a liaison.

Thus, Mio was currently watching the situation in Kyo's worldline along with a crowd of Oath ga planners, scriptwriters, and staff.

"So what should we do? Shut down the servers for maintenance?" a staff mber asked quietly.

"In this situation, ignoring it and giving it the cold treatnt is the correct approach. Any official statent we make will only make the backlash worse."

As a scriptwriter, Kuro provided the best solution.

Which was to ignore it. Players gathering for PVP was part of the ga's chanics. Why should they interfere?

"But... what about the character being attacked? He's a future gacha pool character. This will cause his reputation to keep plumting," a staff mber said.

If his reputation were good now, would players be surrounding him and beating him like this?

"Still ignore it. There's no need for us to protect a ga character and drag the company and the ga into an even bigger storm of public backlash."

Kuro originally wanted to say that characters with bad reputations could just be shelved later on and kept from appearing in future story arcs.

But unfortunately, with his current authority, he really could not make that happen.

Then, to Kuro's despair it turned out Oath really did have a few absolute geniuses on staff.

They would rather drag the entire Oath ga into endless player argunts and public backlash just to step out and protect a character like that!

"Why is Scriptwriter Koi using her own account to go in front of the players?"

"Ah? It's over... go notify President Kim!"

"Notifying him... probably won't help, right? It might even make things worse."

Kuro felt his head was about to explode as he watched the scriptwriter in the live stream blatantly use her own account to intervene.

He did not feel even a hint of schadenfreude.

Because many people present had poured their heart and soul into the Oath project, including himself.

Whether they were scriptwriters, ga designers, or character incubators.

This profession was a general term for those responsible for modeling appearances, writing backstories, designing character growth arcs, and constantly observing a character's growth in Elysium to ensure it t design requirents.

In short, the fact that Oath could maintain such high popularity and success was entirely due to these workers silently contributing behind the scenes.

But inevitably, there were always so people who could take the hard-earned results of others and recklessly squander them with ease.

At that mont, Mio sent news of the official Oath scriptwriter's intervention to Carl through the Oath mobile app.

"Did they take the bait that quickly? That efficiency is much faster than I expected."

After learning that an official scriptwriter from Oath had intervened, Carl quickly found that figure near the crowd of players beating up Noir.

"Everyone, stop!"

There was no such thing as GM privileges in Elysium. Koi was using her own ga account.

Originally, she would not have been able to squeeze into the circle of players at all, but Carl had inford Crimson Night of the arrival of the scriptwriter responsible for rewriting Version 1.1.

Under Crimson Night's organization, the players barely stopped clearing a path for Koi to reach the character she doted on, Noir.

"Look at what you've all done! Our baby Noir works so hard in the story! And yet all he gets from you is collective abuse! Is there any justice in this?"

Koi did not seem to think there was anything wrong with her current actions at all. She shielded Noir as if protecting a child, accusing all the players present.

(To be continued.)