Villain Ch 279. My Reader is My Stalker?

As anticipated, the opposing players had become wise to their initial tactic. It was hardly surprising, considering how information spread like wildfire in the gaming community. Players and major guilds frequently exchanged strategies and insights, making it easier for everyone to adapt and prepare accordingly. Moreover, thanks to the extensive gaming forum discussions, Allen and the girls were well aware that several powerful guilds had formed alliances, further accelerating the dissemination of knowledge.

But Allen and his group refused to be deterred. They were determined to stay one step ahead, continuously evolving their strategies for each event. It was this adaptability that left their opponents utterly shocked. In the second event, they unleashed a barrage of area-of-effect skills, stunning their foes before swiftly corrupting the non-playable characters (NPCs). This unexpected move caught their enemies off guard, leaving them scrambling to counter the relentless assault.

For the third event, Allen and the girls employed a more subtle approach. They chose to blend in with the players, disguising their true intentions as they covertly corrupted the NPCs. However, instead of hiding the corrupted NPCs, they boldly gathered them in the center of the city and mounted a formidable defense. This forced the players who sought to purify the NPCs to confront them head-on, forcing them to eliminate their own final villains before attempting to cleanse the corrupted beings. It was a calculated move, exploiting and capitalizing on the element of surprise.

The fourth event proved to be a walk in the park for the seasoned group. They reverted to the basics, opting for direct attacks. They had recognized that a significant portion of their opponents consisted of lower-level players who were ill-equipped to handle their expertise and battle-hardened skills.

As Allen had predicted, the series of events they had orchestrated proved to be a resounding success. Their battles’ montage went viral, circulating across all social media platforms and even attracting non-gamers’ attention. It was an unexpected turn of events, but a welcome one. The increased interest in the game brought a fresh influx of players. .𝘯𝘵

However, as with any game, there were players who began to grumble about the difficulty. The company behind the game, aware of the growing discontent, decided to address the issue head-on. Instead of continuing with grandiose and challenging events, they shifted their focus to smaller-scale events that players could easily conquer. These events predominantly featured mini-bosses and monster bosses, with the narrative centered around the notion that these formidable foes were dispatched by the devil emperor.

It was a calculated move, aimed at restoring the players’ confidence and appeasing their frustrations. The company understood the delicate balance between providing engaging challenges and ensuring that the game remained accessible and enjoyable for all. This psychological game of alternating difficulty levels played out successfully, drawing players back into the fold while allowing them to experience victories and regain their lost sense of accomplishment.

On the other hand, Allen and the girls spent a lot of time hunting more mini-bosses and bosses, tying them to his contract. Occasionally, they also accidentally meet the players on the maps. And of course, they killed them.

Two weeks had slipped by in a blur, and the beginning of July brought with it a radiant day filled with sunshine. The clock displayed 8:01 AM, a time when most people were just beginning to stir from their slumber. But Allen, unlike his usual routine, wasn’t nestled comfortably in his bed or sweating it out at the gym. Instead, the rhythmic sound of his keyboard filled the room as his fingers danced across the keys with lightning speed.

He sat in front of his laptop, his eyes fixed on the screen, fully engrossed in his work. Word by word, sentence by sentence, he feverishly typed, driven by an insatiable creative force. The twelve chapters of his latest novel were beginning to take shape. The story was inspired by his experience playing the role of the devil emperor. An empty energy drink sat precariously close to the edge of the table.

Engrossed in his writing, Allen knew that pulling an all-nighter wasn’t the healthiest choice. He was well aware of the toll it took on his body, the exhaustion that gnawed at his bones, and the constant battle between his need for sleep and his mind brimming with creativity. However, he found himself trapped in a familiar state—a state where his brain refused to rest, demanding that he give voice to the swirling ideas that consumed his thoughts.

Knowing that sleep would elude him unless he expelled the torrent of ideas brewing within, Allen made a conscious decision to forego rest and immerse himself in his writing instead. He had already messaged the girls, informing them that he would be online in the afternoon.

Finished with his work, he saved his chapters and stood up from his chair, raising his hands to stretch his muscles.

“Oh damn… This is the first time I feel like writing about myself,” he muttered.

He ended his writing session by checking his newest chapter’s comment section he had just posted two hours ago and unexpectedly found a lot of comments there.

Willy_Tex: Three bonus chapters in a week? Oh man, you’re spoiling us! Thank you for your hard work, but seriously, that cliffhanger? Not cool, dude! Lol

ThisYoungMasterJoseLooksGood: This young master is totally digging this evil MC!

Pedro: Holy **, you didn’t sleep today, did you? *Laughing emoji*

LunaAmber: Are you okay, author? You don’t need to push yourself too much.

NotAGod: Thanks for the concern, @LunaAmber. Don’t worry, I know my limits. I’ll be fine. *Smiling emoji*

NotAGod: @ThisYoungMasterJoseLooksGood @Willy_Tex Appreciate the love and support, guys. Writing about an evil MC is a new experience for me, so any feedback is welcome. Let me know if I’m nailing it or if I’m totally off track!

NotAGod: @Pedro Don’t worry. I’ll catch up on some sleep after this. *Laughing emoji*

Pedro: Now! If you die due to overwork, the story will be unfinished and I hate reading an unfinished story.

NotAGod: Haha, I’ll make sure to stay alive @Pedro.

But the next unexpected reply surprised him.

LunaAmber: I’m nearby. I’ll come to your place.