Legendary Person: I brought my skills back to reality!

The arrogance on the mage's face was instantly frozen, then shattered, turning into obvious terror.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily as he tried to swallow, only to find his throat terribly dry. The magical aura that had just gathered at his fingertips, carrying a hint of chill, vanished like a startled firefly, instantly extinguishing the surging magic within him, which dared not make the slightest move.

He recognized the menacing woman before him, and he also recognized the exaggeratedly designed Judgment Staff in her hand, which had just left terrifying cracks on the ground!

Mu Qing!

The infamous "female tyrant" of Liyue, she wields the Judgment Staff with unparalleled skill and has an incredibly fiery temper. Her fearsome reputation is known to almost everyone in the continent of Famar, and countless experts have died under her staff.

Why did he lose his mind and try to cast a spell in front of this old lady?

Isn’t this an old man who hangs himself—doesn’t he think he has a long life?

A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head. The mage's originally straight back involuntarily hunched over, and his hands instinctively hid behind his back, as if afraid that the cold tip of the staff would really pierce his nose at any moment.

Mu Qing's fearsome reputation had long been widespread throughout the Fama Continent. At this moment, she stood there in anger, her cold eyes, the heavy weapon in her hand exuding murderous intent, and the hideous cracks under her feet all proclaiming that she was no pushover and was no joke.

This deterrent effect was real and far more effective than any verbal warning. The players who had been making some noise and whispering around them were now completely silent, not daring to breathe, and staring at Mu Qing and the mage who had almost caused trouble with fear in their eyes.

Although Liyue Pavilion is an all-female guild, its strength is undeniable after serving as the Lord of Shabak for so long. If they were to truly lower their guard, there's no one they wouldn't be afraid of.

Seeing that the monk had completely behaved himself, Mu Qing let out a heavy snort, the sound from his nose carrying undisguised contempt.

Her gaze, sharp as a knife, slowly swept over the two hundred players before her, ensuring each one received her warning, before she spoke, each word distinct and clear, her voice echoing in the empty metallic space:

"Listen up, all of you! This is a new place, not the Fama Continent where you can do whatever you want! What did your guild leader and the others tell you before you came here?"

Have they forgotten all the rules?

She paused, her gaze sharpening as she locked onto several players who seemed equally eager and restless: "Stop with your self-righteous nonsense! We, the Liyue Pavilion, went to great lengths to bring you here, not so you could cause trouble and create chaos!"

If you behave yourself and follow instructions, you naturally won't cause trouble for others.

Her tone abruptly shifted, tinged with menacing intent: "But! If anyone insists on being ungrateful and trying to cause trouble here..." She slightly raised her chin, the staff of judgment in her hand drawing a cold arc under the light, its tip once again pointing at the spiderweb-like cracks in the ground.

"...Then let's ask the guy in my hand if he agrees! We at Liyue Pavilion are never easy to talk to! Weigh your own strength and think carefully about the consequences!"

These words, laced with threats and warnings, combined with the previous earth-shattering attack, had an immediate effect.

The entire group fell silent; no one dared to make the slightest move. Fear and awe quickly replaced the remaining curiosity and wishful thinking in their hearts.

Xu Hao stood at the front of the crowd, taking in the entire scene.

He nodded slightly. These were all instructions given to Mu Qing and the others. If anyone caused trouble, they should immediately establish their authority.

Moreover, Mu Qing is particularly interested in the matter of "establishing authority".

Li Wen and several base security personnel quickly approached.

“Director Xu,” Li Wen handed over a tablet, “the first batch of receiving areas is in place, and the identity verification and basic inspection channels are ready.”

Xu Hao took it, nodded, and then turned to face the group of "immigrants" from another world, each with a different expression.

His voice, amplified clearly, resounded throughout the hall: "Ladies and gentlemen, quiet! This is the real world, your new beginning."

I know you have many questions and anxieties, but someone will answer them for you shortly. Now, please keep order and follow the instructions to register and be checked in batches. Welcome...home.”

The word "go home" sent a jolt through many players, who looked at Xu Hao with complicated expressions.

Is this really... "home"?

The word "home" feels so unfamiliar...

……

And so, Xu Hao began to get busy.

His figure flickered between the reception hall and the Shabak Palace in the real world time and time again, like a tireless ferryman.

Each teleportation was accompanied by a violent distortion of space, as if trying to forcibly stitch two completely different worlds together.

On this side of the real world, there is a bright, cold, and orderly vast metallic space.

The two hundred players who had just been teleported looked around blankly, shocked by the scene before them. The smell of disinfectant in the air made them subconsciously frown.

Mu Qing, Tie Lan, Zi Yu, Yue Li, and others were already waiting there. They were wearing armor or robes that they had acquired on the Fama Continent, which were out of place in this environment. However, they quickly dispersed and guided the newcomers with an undeniable aura.

Holding the scepter of judgment, Mu Qing's sharp gaze swept over the crowd. Any attempt to make a fuss or break the rules was nipped in the bud by her cold eyes and the occasional dull thud of her striking the ground.

Tielan and Ziyu were relatively gentle, patiently explaining the basics to the players who seemed particularly frightened, soothing their nervousness as newcomers.

Xu Hao barely lingered, delivering the person and quickly exchanging a glance with Li Wen or the security manager to confirm the smooth reception process. He then immediately turned around and focused his attention again.

His mental energy surged forth like a tide, connecting to the coordinates of Shabak, and the Memory Set and Teleportation Ring resonated faintly under his will.

The metal wall before him rippled like water, transforming into a blurry vortex of light and shadow. He stepped inside, and a heavy dragging sensation immediately followed—this was the load of carrying two hundred "units" through the spatial barrier simultaneously.

The next second, beneath their feet was the cold, familiar stone floor of the Shabak Palace.

The torchlight (or perhaps magical glow) cast flickering shadows on the ancient stone pillars, the air thick with dust, lingering magical energy, and the anxious aura emanating from the waiting crowd.

The hall was already packed with players from all over the continent of Fama, a dense, dark mass of whispers that mingled into a buzzing sound. The lieutenants of Zhan Tianxia, ​​Leng Feng Guojing, and Du Bu Jianghu were working diligently to maintain order, guiding the new batch of eligible players to the designated teleportation waiting area.

Xu Hao's gaze swept over the faces that were a mixture of anxiety, anticipation, and fear. He didn't have time to offer any comfort, but simply pointed to the next batch of two hundred people who were already prepared.