Chapter 1 Hell Frontline

After some discussion, Feng Bujue proposed a suggestion that everyone found reasonably satisfactory – Hell Frontline.

It wasn't that he, as a novelist, was particularly skilled at naming things; the inspiration for this name actually came from a neurotic administrator who claimed to be a devil.

While Feng Bujue was thinking, his experience dealing with Woody during the day inadvertently flashed through his mind, and he came up with such a name and said it.

In the end, no one had any objections, perhaps because they had already rejected too many inexplicable guild names and their patience was wearing thin, or perhaps because everyone's attention was starting to wander and they wanted to settle on something quickly. In any case, with no one objecting, [Hell Frontline] was considered unanimously approved.

Feng Bujue then returned to the login space and submitted the name. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the system prompt [This guild name is available]. He was really worried that someone had already used the name, forcing them to think of another one.

After receiving the signature form, the item immediately appeared in his inventory. It was a sheet of paper similar to a form, with a pen attached. These two items together occupied one inventory slot.

[Name: Signature Form - Hell Frontline]

[Type: Consumable]

[Quality: Normal]

[Function: Apply to establish a guild]

[Remarks: After obtaining this item, if it is not submitted within twenty-four hours, the item will automatically disappear. Each player can only receive one signature form per day, and players who have already joined a guild cannot receive it. After collecting four signatures, submit the form and pay 100,000 game coins to establish the guild. The people on the signature form will be considered guild members by default.]

Taking the signature form back to the meeting room, Feng Bujue once again sought everyone's opinion, asking who they planned to have as the guild leader.

Si Yu wanted Feng Bujue to do it; Xiao Tan obviously supported Jue-ge, as he couldn't do the job anyway; Bei Ling had no particular stance, it was all the same to her. However, she herself was unwilling, saying, "Me as the leader? Hmm... I don't have the charisma, and I'm not interested."

Thus, Feng Bujue couldn't refuse. He only thought for a few seconds, sighed, and wrote his game ID in the guild leader signature area: Fengbujue, then gave the signature form to the other three.

Once all four names were on the paper, Feng Bujue picked it up and returned to the login space to submit it to the system.

[Verifying signature player information, please wait...]

[Please confirm your application: Create guild - Hell Frontline]

Feng Bujue pressed the confirm option.

[Your application command is valid. After confirming again, the guild will be officially created, and 100,000 game coins will be deducted from you. Please ensure that you have enough game coins (game coins in the warehouse and mail cannot be used for this operation) to proceed.]

After clicking confirm again, the signature form in Feng Bujue's hand quickly turned into white light and disappeared. The next second, he received a series of system prompts, and the text on the touch screen and the voice in his ear appeared simultaneously, indicating that this content was quite important:

[Guild - Hell Frontline, established successfully]

[You have joined the guild - Hell Frontline]

[You have become the guild leader of the guild - Hell Frontline. Please click the link below to view specific permissions]

[The guild public warehouse has been opened]

[The guild Buff function will be activated 24 hours later, at which time two Buffs will be given based on your guild's ranking on the relevant leaderboards]

[The guild member team experience bonus has been activated]

[Would you like to set the guild emblem now? If not, the system default style will be used temporarily]

When he saw the last prompt, the default emblem style appeared on the screen in front of Feng Bujue. It was a very simple dark gray shield-shaped pattern with the white characters "Hell Frontline" across the front of the shield.

Feng Bujue did not change it for the time being, because he remembered that the game instructions mentioned that the first change was free, and if he wanted to change it again, he would have to pay. The specific cost depended on the number of guild members. The more people in the guild, the greater the demand fee for changing the emblem.

At the same time, Feng Bujue also took a look at the social options. In addition to friends, recently played players, and the blacklist, a "Guild" category had now been added.

Just as he was about to turn around and return to the meeting room, Feng Bujue noticed that there was another button on the elevator control panel at some point, which read [Public Warehouse]. The default storage permission for the warehouse was: only the guild leader could store and retrieve game coins and items in both directions, while other guild members could only store them. Of course, it should be empty now.

Feng Bujue returned to the meeting room and said, "This is really a troublesome thing." He said with emotion, "Even setting it up is so troublesome, let alone managing it..." He was a very responsible person. As long as he obtained some kind of power, even if it was very small, he hoped to fulfill the corresponding obligations perfectly. Either don't bother, or do it well. It's not enough to have a clear conscience, that's just an attitude. Capable people must be able to make themselves have a clear conscience and leave others with nothing to say.

In fact... under normal circumstances, Feng Bujue would definitely choose not to have any power from the beginning... so he still had a glimmer of hope before, wanting to let someone else be the guild leader. Unfortunately, he ended up being it. With his personality, the next thing would indeed be two words: "trouble."

The three people sitting in the meeting room also each heard the system prompt, and emblems immediately appeared on their clothes. On Xiao Tan and Bei Ling's clothes, the guild emblems were all sleeve badges on the outside of the left arm, and on Si Yu's clothes, because they were sleeveless, the emblem appeared below her left collarbone, in the style of a chest badge.

"Jue-ge, did you design this emblem?" Xiao Tan asked.

"System default." Feng Bujue replied, "I looked at it, and there are many other patterns to choose from, and you can even draw your own. But we want to carry out democracy to the end. What if I just put together some weird and unsightly thing without saying hello? Then you'd have to force me to spend money to change it."

"Use the outline of a black goat's head for the logo, highlight two red eyes, use a gray flame-shaped pattern for the background, use black for the text, and use a blood-red edge around it." Si Yu actually immediately gave a very specific design.

"Hmm... the symbol of the devil and flames... it matches the guild name very well. Hey? Why do you have an idea so quickly at this time? And it's very reliable." Feng Bujue asked.

"It's normal. You're good at writing, so why can't I be good at drawing?" Si Yu replied.

"Oh? Are you a designer? An engineer? A cartoonist?" Feng Bujue said.

"Give me the vice-guild leader permissions, I'll take care of things, you go play your killing game." Si Yu didn't answer him, but changed the subject.