Rioneed: VRMMORPG

Ibro sat over a specific chair meant for the previous city governor. It was a high-level chair made of gold and unique types of ores. 

Ibro directed his question to the three main leaders of his army who were standing in front of him. Gorsag replied:

"The latest reports have pointed out that our enemies' direction didn't change. They are heading here in less than 2 days."

"What about the siege items? Do you have any data about it?"

"Unfortunately, we didn't notice any siege weapons in the marching army at all."

Ibro looked deeply towards Gorsag. His previous assumption had come true. He asked again:

"Do you think the marching speed of this army is normal?"

Gorsag didn't think about this point before, so he searched into his mind and replied at once:

"I think the speed is normal or it might be slightly slower than expected."

Ibro looked at the detailed map of this world. This map was another copy made for him from his citizens. 

Ibro knew if he passed this obstacle, he would have secured this place as his foothold. Eating the rest of this empire would be a problem of time. 

After a long time of contemplation, Ibro started to view his plans for the next battle. The more he expressed his thoughts, the more the three men felt astonished by his mind and the trickery nature of this world. 

Cultivation world was built on strength, but here everything was built on mind. This meeting took nearly 4 hours, after that each one of the three moved to do his mission. 

Ibro stayed back at the palace. He wanted to take some rest and be ready for the next battle. He cleared his mind and started his training. 

His dantian had been empty for a while, so he ate core grade 5 and started to absorb it. the world here had scanty spiritual energy, as the main energy was the technology, so he couldn't replenish the lost energy normally. 

He and all of his cultivators too needed to use cores to train and replenish their lost energies. Ibro had a lot of stored high-grade cores. 

Also, every cultivator had a lot too, so that didn't cause any problem for now. In the future, it might be a problem that needs to be solved. For now, he began to focus on his training.

"My king, there is some news you should know."

Ibro heard this loud noise coming from beside him to interrupt his training. He didn't manage to upgrade his cultivation base nor he was even close. He stopped and opened his eyes in obvious anger as he asked Gorsag:

"What happened to interrupt me, Gorsag?"

Interrupting a cultivator in the middle of training was a bad thing. Gorsag would never interrupt Ibro's training except for an extremely dangerous situation.

"There is a group of players that wanted to meet you, my king."

Ibro felt he misheard him, as he asked again:

"Did you just say… players? This world players?"

Gorsag nodded his head as he added:

"Yes, my king, it's them. They asked to meet you but didn't say any details related to this request."

Ibro moved from the ground to sit over his chair. He wasn't sure about this request… was it a trap? He was a player thrice and he knew best the unique ways of players. 

There might be an assassin with them. This was risky. He contemplated for a bit while he asked:

"Have they met you? Erond?"

"They have met me, not Erond," Gorsag replied without understanding Ibro's hidden meaning. Ibro then ordered:

"Now send for Erond. He will play my role for now."

Gorsag was confused as he asked:

"Do you mean he would pretend to be the king?"

"Yes, just send for him. I want to know what these players had to say."

Ibro felt frustration. He had hundreds of millions of troops and citizens now, but he couldn't protect himself from mere players. 

He was concerned about assassins especially. This notorious class had no counter in his army. That reminded him of his need to work harder. He had to gather all the skills he could get. 

Ibro then waited for a few minutes before the return of Gorsag with Erond with him. Ibro then explained his idea to the two. He needed them to be fully prepared for anything. 

After they both understood Ibro's aim, they started to act at once. They summoned nearly all of the cultivators here to guard this palace. 

At the same time, they brought many death knights with their leader the alpha death knight. Ibro then waited at a side room that was on the second floor. 

From there, he could see clearly the whole hall and hear everything there. In less than 10 minutes, a group of 10 players appeared from the door. 

They were a mix of all classes, even an assassin was there. There were two of them. Ibro kept focusing on them and also observing his surroundings. 

His only safeguard against assassins was his sense only. once the ten players reached in front of Erond, Erond started to say:

"Welcome to my city, players. May I know the reason for your visit?"

The leader of this group of players was a gorgeous looking lady who was a knight class. she looked around Erond as if she was looking for someone before she replied:

"We came to meet your king. Why didn't he welcome us instead of you?"

Erond felt surprised. Ibro knew he couldn't bluff a bluffer easily, especially if he used someone like Erond. Cultivators were straight people who weren't used to cheating. Ibro sighed, his plan had failed. 

He didn't move though as he wanted to see how Erond would act in such a situation. Erond after a period of obvious hesitation said:

"My king is very busy right now, so I'm in his stead to answer your questions and know your requests."

The girl smiled evilly as she said:

"He is busy? Really? Then tell him to leave everything in his hand and come to meet me. I carry some important info that he must hear personally."