Chapter 336: Chapter 325: The Pitiful Child (Second Update) Chapter 336: Chapter 325: The Pitiful Child (Second Update) Jiang Qiao followed Silver Total to the second guild… Sovereignty Over the World.
In the eyes of both Jiang Qiao and Mo Shigui, this was absolutely the top-ranked guild they would never agree with.
Since the boss of Sovereignty Over the World had a falling out with Silver Total, and particularly disliked the ga Sacred Spirit, the players from Sovereignty Over the World could only play during their holidays.
What made Mo Shigui sweat coldly, and Jiang Qiao think that Silver Total was courting death, was… he even brought Juan Canyun with him.
So when Silver Total, the cola-crazed guild leader, along with Juan Canyun, arrived at Sovereignty Over the World’s stronghold…
“Here to cause trouble?”
The players from Sovereignty Over the World surrounded them instantly, looking fierce. Juan Canyun, from Dancing Nuclear Guild, had previously made Sovereignty Over the World’s fans completely explode with frustration.
The players still fighting in Sovereignty Over the World were hardcore fans; seeing people from Dancing Nuclear Guild, their first reaction was ‘What? Here for a fight!’
Juan Canyun held his long spear, looking sowhat timid at the players around him. He wasn’t afraid of PK; what he feared was criticism… As a young man, his heart was truly fragile.
“Is your guild’s Fengshui Huizhuan here?” Silver Total ignored the Sovereignty Over the World players surrounding him and shouted into the stronghold.
“Mr. Lü, why are you looking for Little Feng?”
Qi Junzi, the guild leader, must have heard that Dancing Nuclear Guild had co to pick a fight and teleported back to the stronghold. She looked at Silver Total at the entrance and asked.
“To run an instance together. You know about the World Holographic Gaming Exhibition, right? There’s an official online event for Sacred Spirit after the Chaos Finals end! I want to invite your guild’s Fengshui Huizhuan to participate,” Silver Total directly stated his purpose.
Fengshui Huizhuan was the ID Feng Yi used in competitions; because a fan had already registered this ID in Sacred Spirit, Feng Yi had no choice but to unhappily opt for ‘Fengshui Huizhuan.’
Mo Shigui didn’t like the player Feng Yi, but in Silver Total’s eyes, a child barely seventeen or eighteen years old might be a bit temperantal, but had good reasons to replace Zhao Mingwei as Sovereignty Over the World’s starter.
For he was a true genius; now, Feng Yi had been leveling up in Sacred Spirit for almost half a month, reaching level fifty-five.
“He’s currently in Black Dragon Nest with a pickup group, trying to get the Shaking Scale Set, so he probably doesn’t have the ti,” Qi Junzi used this excuse to fend off the possibility of Feng Yi eting with Silver Total.
“A pickup group?” said Jiang Qiao, focusing on a seemingly trivial part of Qi Junzi’s words.
“Isn’t he your club’s main player? Why is he grinding for gear with a pickup group?” Silver Total was stunned too.
Just a few days ago, Feng Yi had reached level fifty-five and was now busy crafting gear; but… for Sovereignty Over the World, one of the top eight clubs in China, having their main player grind for gear with a pickup group was terribly bad for their image, wasn’t it?
“The Sovereignty Over the World in Sacred Spirit is just a fan guild, got it?” Qi Junzi, as volatile as Lady Disaster, bluntly said, “Unlike you all at Dancing Nuclear, with a big boss and big funding behind you, we can’t even log in without the holidays!”
“Got it.”
Silver Total knew the boss of Sovereignty Over the World would never be able to swallow his pride and invest in… the Sovereignty Over the World guild in Sacred Spirit, especially since he had nearly blacklisted half of the esports circle in China with this ga.
“But we are still mbers of Sovereignty Over the World, and we can’t be worse than any of your guilds,” Qi Junzi said. “We’re busy exploring the new area of Tide Island, so we don’t have ti to take Feng Yi to grind through old instances.”
In the three major factions, there was a leaderboard for Contribution Value; Dancing Nuclear was currently leading, with Sovereignty Over the World just behind.
So even this fan-powered guild had quite a formidable strength.
“So you guys should head back,” Qi Junzi issued the expulsion order, and just then, the stronghold of Sovereignty Over the World flickered, and Feng Yi’s character ‘Fengshui Huizhuan’ walked out from the teleportation formation.
“What does Dancing Nuclear want with ?” Feng Yi imdiately pushed his way to the front of the crowd upon his return and looked at… Mo Shigui.
At that mont, Qi Junzi glanced around with a terrifying gaze, wanting to find out who had privately ssaged the brat about Dancing Nuclear coming over to pick a fight.
Nobody dared make eye contact with Qi Junzi, but Feng Yi was already confronting the mbers of Dancing Nuclear, until… those following Silver Total took notice of Feng Yi’s gear.
“Little Feng, why are you… all in blue gear? And the weapon is a legendary?” Bubble imdiately noticed Feng Yi’s gear was miserably subpar, to the point of sighing in pity.
Only one or two pieces on his entire body were purple gear; the rest were all blue, except for his weapon, which was a severely outdated level forty-five legendary pair of fists called Wrathful Bite.
Top gear in Sacred Spirit wasn’t hard to co by, but… it was incredibly laborious, because at the current stage in Sacred Spirit, there were many pieces of top gear available, with the easiest to procure being from the Battle of the Gods, which was only open once a week.
This required a lengthy crafting process; if lucky, it could be done in half a month, but with bad luck, it might take three or four months.
As a brawler… now having switched to the Martial Extre class, indeed, there wasn’t anything suitable for him from the Battle of the Gods gear. The optimal gear for him had to be sought in Black Dragon Nest.
The Black Dragon Nest is all about drop rates; Feng Yi’s luck isn’t bad; he just plays less often.
“I’ve only played this ga for less than half a week, give another month and I’ll have all the god-tier equipnt.” Feng Yi said with a flushed face to the chat bubble.
“No need for a week!” The boss strode forward wanting to place his hands on Feng Yi’s shoulders, yet Feng Yi adeptly stepped back to dodge the boss’s advance.
Familiar much? Touchy-feely?
“Ahem… three days! Just follow our group! In three days, I’ll get you kitted out with the best possible gear!” The boss said.
“But isn’t your gear made up of several blue pieces?”
In the past few days, Feng Yi had been studying the equipnt produced for Saints, and had looked into the gear for the fighting professions; the boss’s equipnt was not the best possible, at least his shoulder pads and shoes were the shaful blue kind.
“Let’s farm it together! Yes, together!”
The boss quickly deflected the awkwardness; the top-tier equipnt from the main instance of Saints was bind-on-pickup, so one couldn’t even buy it if they wanted to. Recently, Mo Shigui had led the boss back and forth through the Poison Swamp instance over a hundred tis.
Every mber of Dancing Nuclear had practically turned the instance upside down and still had not found the last two pieces of the set the boss wanted.
During that period, the boss really wanted to spam the world broadcast with “Give the Chaotic Shoulders already or I’m quitting the ga!”
Unfortunately, he didn’t have the guts to actually quit, at most he just ranted about it.
“I’m in for the event you ntioned,” Feng Yi cut off the boss, providing a direct answer without further discussion.
“Little Feng, it’s not sothing you can decide!” Qi Junzi spoke up to remind him.
The boss’s invitation was clearly for a comrcial performance of so sort. This kind of appearance in a comrcial performance, done under the identity of a club player, is not simply up to the player to agree to.
“I’m just playing the ga, doing instances; can the club really manage that much?” Feng Yi asked, puzzled.
“They can manage, but I can take care of it for you, and there will be an appearance fee as well.”
The boss once again started sweet-talking the naive youngster, while Mo Shigui rubbed his temples and shook his head repeatedly.
Finally, the boss turned his gaze towards Qi Junzi and said…
“Miss Qi Junzi, would you like to join too? Your old team leader will be there.” The boss’s list was based on the best-performing professional players from the last season according to Mo Shigui… those who were also exceptionally active in Saints.
Among them were so native Saints legends, those who were previously unknown in the gaming circles but made a splash in the ga of Saints.
Feng Yi was low priority on this list, but the boss believed he was the easiest to persuade, followed by the team captain of Overlord Heavens, Qi Junzi.
“Can you convince our boss?” Qi Junzi was actually sowhat tempted, purely to curry favor with Zhao Mingwei, but Overlord Heavens’ embargo on Saints was still a major obstacle to them appearing publicly as players of Saints.
“If there’s a problem, co join our Dancing Nuclear Guild! Doesn’t our guild have a better chance at winning the championship?” the boss said at this mont,… possibly hitting a sore point with everyone.
“No thanks, winning a championship anywhere other than Overlord Heavens is aningless to .”
Qi Junzi instantly refused without even thinking, while Feng Yi, on the other hand, appeared stunned for a mont, as if seriously considering the boss’s words.
“Boss.” Mo Shigui was just about to warn the boss that his comnt went too far when…
“I’m not joking, but this is also a trendous pressure. For your Overlord Heavens’ boss, transfers are every player’s right, even if you’ve signed so sort of indenture, you can still get out of it through litigation. So when you threaten your boss with transferring, he won’t dare to say anything.” The boss spoke these words outright in front of everyone.
“I’ll stay with Overlord Heavens until I retire, but… I get your point.”
Qi Junzi was the second batch of professional players for Overlord Heavens, joining the club one year after Zhao Mingwei, who had recruited her when she was still a high school student, causing her to give up university. Now she had stayed on while Zhao Mingwei had left early.
Qi Junzi could understand Zhao Mingwei’s retirent, but with another championship so close within reach, which they could have won together,… Zhao Mingwei gave up, and this was sothing Qi Junzi brooded over, as did the shrewd managent of Overlord Heavens.
Now, the boss had essentially offered Qi Junzi a backbone – a backbone for all Overlord Heavens players, with the ssage “If you make us unhappy, we’ll just transfer to Dancing Nuclear.”
“Can I bring others with ? The online tournant for Saints has quite a following. It wouldn’t be fun if only your team gets all the attention,” Qi Junzi said.
“Yes.”
A smile once again appeared on the boss’s face.
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