Seeing everyone crouch down, the displeasure on Pandora's face instantly dissipated, and even her usually expressionless eyes curved slightly; she was in a good mood.
"Battles on the Old Net are quite different from reality. Here, battle assessnts are limited to intelligence attributes. To make things easier and more uniform, the ga developers decided to convert intelligence into COST points."
COST—cost, value.
Most common in card gas, different cards have different COST points, limited by the player's level or other restrictions, with different upper limits.
Players have to find a way to make the best use of and understand different card functions, combining suitable decks or skill sets within the limited points to achieve the best effect.
Everyone present was a seasoned gar, and just hearing the term, they understood its aning.
The Wildman/Tycoon shouted suddenly,
"Damn it! Why? Do people with low intelligence have no rights?"
Their initial intelligence was only 3, and since intelligence points only mattered to hackers or a few specialized professions, like chanical engineers, most players, even if they had money, would prioritize reaction and physical body modifications over brain intelligence.
Players like Pandora and Jackal, whose intelligence points have reached 13 (8 5), were truly a cut above the rest.
"Low intelligence isn't entirely a DEBUFF."
Pandora explained,
"Though death in cyberspace won't cause your physical body outside to die, there's still a cooldown ti. The higher the intelligence, the longer the revival ti after death, with a maximum of up to 8 hours. For those of you with only 3 intelligence points, the revival ti is generally about an hour."
"That Road or More..."
The Tycoon touched his chin, still mumbling in broken Neon language, looking even more foolish.
The Wildman hit the nail on the head, "So for low intelligence players like us, we're just cannon fodder in cyberspace, right?"
Potato: "Pfft..."
Tycoon: "What are you laughing at? You only have 4 intelligence points, just a bit higher than us, still cannon fodder!"
Brother Ni: "Alright, alright, let's go check out the skills first."
He still rembered the last few cyberspace battles, where everyone was completely chaotic, with flashy fights, but in reality, the damage caused by non-main hacker players wasn't high; success relied on combo skills eventually.
In front of the [Skill Selection] NPC, players were dumbfounded by the bizarre skill book list.
[Cheer]: Support skill, contributes one's own intelligence points to provide more COST points to a designated player. While providing support, one's self is in an uncontrollable state. COST: 0.
[teor Strike]: Damage skill, activates backup hidden energy to beco a hero. COST: 0
[Specium Ray]: Damage skill, can be used as a combo skill; multiple players can unleash it together to enhance power. COST: 10
[Shadow Sword Art]: Damage skill...
[Snowman Form]: Defense skill...
Overall, there are four main types: support, damage, defense, and combo. One intelligence point equals 10 COST points. There's no specialization; it all depends on the players' free combinations and team cooperation. Moreover, COST points are just the minimum use; if players wish, they can invest more computing power to boost damage.
Jackal stood nearby, arms akimbo, proudly saying,
"We coded these skills. You can also create skill cards on the official website forum, and if our creations pass the review, the developnt team will select them to be included in the ga."
Jackal's words filled the players' eyes with amazent,
"Is this the legendary fan work turned official? Big shot, have you guys been recruited by the official team?"
"Big shot, any inside scoop from the developnt team about future content?"
"No, no!"
Jackal awkwardly pushed away the surrounding players who were crowding closer,
"It's just a creative workshop, like the Warcraft map editor, far from official."
During previous cyberspace battles, the overflow of players' data was too severe, with damage dealt by 5 intelligence points not even reaching 3, as a lot of computing power was used on shaping.
Lin Miao, for the sake of efficiency, had to sacrifice so player freedom in pursuit of numbers.
After all, once you enter the Old Net, what you salvage is indeed real gold and silver.
"Forget about cheering; what's a big guy like cheering for?"
The Tycoon didn't even glance at this skill, feeling disgusted just imagining waving around two glow sticks.
"The Shadow Sword Art suits better after all."
He glanced at [teor Strike], his finger stopped on the screen, then looked at Potato, and they both seed to hesitate.
Forget it... it's a zero-cost skill anyway, and there's no limit on quantity, so just add it in.
Unfamiliar with cyberspace, many players selected skills they liked after so discussion, then grouped up and entered the large vortex symbolizing the Old Net entrance.
This instance had no limit on the number of players, no ti limit, and no range; theoretically, you could wander inside as long as you wished.
However, most players were dood not to last long.
On the other side of the Old Net entrance, a dozen players appeared out of thin air in a chaotic data stream one after another.
Nearby viruses, malware, and even AIs had been cleared out by hacker players and Lucy.
Lucy even went around exploring, marking several database locations from the Old Net era.
[Protheus Laboratory]
[Kales tal Corporation]
[Donster Software Net]
...
Lucy found this information by analyzing the surrounding data, verifying the location of data fortresses.
These data fortresses were no longer maintained by human programrs, and the data within was long lost in shared networks or cloud storage.
Perhaps even these companies and laboratories had disappeared in the river of history.
But the data hidden inside could still be of exceedingly high value, so much that even Huang Ban and military tech coveted them.
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