Chapter 617: Chapter 395: “Finally found it!”_2 Chapter 617: Chapter 395: “Finally found it!”_2 “Without words to convey my imnse gratitude, I can only leave it unspoken!”
The players, who had been rescued from the monster’s belly, were nearly all awake and gathered around Chen Yi, bending at the waist to express their thanks.
“Hmm.”
Chen Yi glanced at the players surrounding him and waved his hand dismissively, “No big deal, everyone disperse and find a clean place to rest.”
Without lingering any further, he dove into the sleigh with Tuberculosis Rabbit and the others, slowly ascended into the air, and then shot away into the distance.
“Whoosh!”
And just like that, he disappeared against the backdrop of the players.
He hadn’t forgotten that this was but a minor detour, he had important business to attend to that day and couldn’t afford to stay here too long.
…
“La la la la, I am the little artist who sells newspapers.”
“I must have told you I loved you hundreds of years ago, it’s just that you have forgotten…”
In the sky, beneath the veil of night.
Santa Claus sat in his sleigh, casually picked up a parcel from his seat, and tossed it into the city below, his voice filled with drunken bliss as he sang along with the music.
“Can’t see it at all~”
“Didn’t your mom teach you to say sorry when you bump into soone!”
“This was supposed to be a good day…”
He looked incredibly dashing.
The sleigh traveled leisurely through the sky above the dark clouds, leaving not a trace behind, save for the occasional packages that fell, thumping onto the heads of so lucky individuals below.
And the reindeer pulling the sleigh seed to be quite into the spirit too, their limbs prancing through the void, twisting their bodies as if they were dancing.
…
“Hmm?”
anwhile, in the city below.
A player sitting on a couch munching on chips was fully engrossed in the short film playing on his television.
In that film.
The female lead, dressed in a character’s costu from Genshin Impact, knelt on the couch, wiggling her backside, while the male lead brandished a small whip with a villainous grin—the plot was tight, urgent, and brimming with anticipation.
It made one unable to resist looking forward to how the story would unfold.
As the plot progressed, the player’s breath gradually quickened as well.
And then—
“Thump!”
Suddenly, it seed like sothing had hit him on the head.
“Hmm?”
The player looked up at his ceiling in a daze, montarily unsure what could have fallen from there; his ceiling wasn’t broken, and it couldn’t possibly be a light fixture falling down, right? No, that can’t be it, the light in the bedroom was still on.
And if a light had fallen, it certainly wouldn’t have been so light.
His mind raced with thoughts.
Half-dazed, he turned his attention to the object that had fallen onto him and then onto the floor.
“Hey, is that a box wrapped in ribbon?”
The player picked up the box, slightly perplexed and as soon as his fingers touched the box, a panel popped up before him.
“Ding, congratulations, lucky one, you have beco the focus of Santa Claus’s attention tonight.”
“You have received the lucky Christmas package that only a select few players could obtain.”
“What are you waiting for?”
“Open this gift box quickly, and welco your Christmas surprise and good fortune on Christmas Eve!”
“A Christmas package!?”
The player was initially stunned, then suddenly realized what it was and leapt into the air with a shout of excitent, hastening to open the package in his hands. When he heard the system’s voice,
He was beyond excited!
“A B-level Prop!!!”
“Thank God, thank Santa Claus!!!”
…
“It’s about to start, ah… the final battle.”
At a coffee shop on Starfield.
Wen Ping, dressed in a magician’s costu, sat quietly by the window, gazing at the TV screen in the cafe, his thoughts drifting away!
“Aweso!!!”
“Chen Yi is just too aweso!!!”
“With that kind of firepower, who can get close?!”
A succession of exclamations suddenly erupted.
Pulling Wen Ping’s wandering thoughts swiftly back to reality.
The TV was showing Chen Yi slaughtering the Three-Eyed Clan of the Sixfold Planet, a sky full of firepower demonstrating to all the players what it ant for one man to decimate an entire race!
What concentrated, all-encompassing fire power looked like.
“…”
Wen Ping looked at the firepower in the screen and remained silent. It was strong,
But that was about it.
At least it couldn’t kill him.
With the S-level Prop “Fortune as Vast as the Eastern Sea” on his side, unless he wanted to die, no one could kill him.
And why would he want to die?
As for his final battle opponent, a player who possessed the S-level Prop “Longevity as the Southern Mountains,” he didn’t know the strength of this player, which planet they were from, or even their na.
But he knew one thing for sure: he was going to win this ti.
Because a few days ago, in that treasure map, he’d covered his last vulnerability.
Now, even if he closed his eyes and plunged into the deepest abyss, he would erge unscathed.
The final battle.
He was certain to win!
He couldn’t think of anyone who could kill him. He was truly invincible!
And once he obtained the “Longevity as the Southern Mountains” Prop, with two S-level and infinitely growing rule-level Props in hand, he would rise to beco the top player in Starfield. By then, even Chen Yi would have to call him “brother.”
However,
Just then—
A girl from the neighboring seat, who had been covertly observing Wen Ping for a long ti, hesitated for a mont before finally stepping forward, speaking sowhat uncertainly, “Hello, may I get to know you?”
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