Chapter 779: Chapter 435: It Really Does Exist (2nd Update)_2 Chapter 779: Chapter 435: It Really Does Exist (2nd Update)_2 “`
Although he had not had much interaction with the Bishop, he quite enjoyed the current feeling. Their tacit understanding allowed them to grasp each other’s intentions without speaking, adding a slight, lovey-dovey stench to the horrific ga.
After walking for half the day, Black Tech finally spotted so peculiar buildings along the road.
In “Reincarnation Land,” man-made structures were basically non-existent.
The monsters here would build their own dwellings, but most resembled massive beehives, with red flesh sared on the exterior and worm-like creatures writhing in the constricted spaces within.
Here, however, Black Tech saw so distinct shacks surrounded by a plethora of covert traps, guarding the shacks.
Instructing Black Tech to stand still, the Bishop flew into a shack and soon reerged, landing back on Black Tech’s shoulder.
“Don’t go in there, it’s full of traps. This shack is essentially a giant trap; entering is a one-way ticket to death.”
“Not going in is also a ticket to death.”
An abrupt voice followed by the sound of firearms being loaded.
Turning around, Black Tech noticed several players had appeared behind him, each with an English na above their heads.
The ga’s built-in translation software automatically converted their speech to Chinese, and it sounded quite natural.
They were holding homade shotguns aid at Black Tech, who stood in front of them.
Just as one player was about to send Black Tech off with a bullet, his companion imdiately stopped him.
“Don’t shoot, have you forgotten how expensive bullets are? And what if the noise attracts other monsters?”
Multiplayer mode had been on for nearly ten days, yet players remained at the bottom of the food chain here.
Overseas players preferred the battle royale mode, adhering to Darwinism, believing that this ga world was all about deception and the bigger fish eating the smaller ones, and that players who labored in farming would simply be wiped out in a wave, far inferior to hunting for quick gains.
Especially when the prey was human, it was imnsely profitable.
Blocking all of Black Tech’s escape routes, a player approached, pressed a knife to Black Tech’s neck, and made a “threatening” gesture.
“We don’t want to kill people, so I’d advise you to be cooperative. First, hand over all of your sugar.”
Black Tech didn’t act imdiately.
He simply observed the other party, then spoke calmly, “I suggest you put that down, this move is actually aningless!”
“Hand over the sugar!”
Seeing that the other party had no intention of lowering the weapon, Black Tech sighed and opened his backpack, taking out his last bit of sugar.
A small bag of sugar dissatisfied the bandit, but just as he was about to claim the last piece, he noticed the sugar in Black Tech’s hand strangely wriggle.
Suddenly, the sugar granules solidified and ford into a long spear made of sugar in Black Tech’s hand, the sharp end piercing the bandit’s neck and instantly depleting his health bar.
The body of the dead player didn’t disappear imdiately, but remained in the pose of death, with their possessions staying put, ready to be looted.
Withdrawing the sugar spear, Black Tech smiled and said, “You know, compared to other items in this ga, I think sugar is the biggest cheat in this ga.”
One of the players jumped at Black Tech’s action, aid his shotgun squarely at Black Tech, and decisively pulled the trigger.
A puff of smoke erged, and low-quality lead shot flew toward Black Tech, only to be blocked mid-air by a shield ford from congealed sugar.
Standing behind the sugar shield, Black Tech continued, “As long as it’s not consud or used to make other items, sugar is indestructible. If you use sugar to make an item but cancel at the last step, the sugar isn’t actually used up, but can still interact with other in-ga items.”
Facing their astonished looks, Black Tech walked towards the player holding the shotgun and touched his neck.
When he let go, the player’s neck had been sliced open. The player imdiately received a slew of negative buffs and then fell to the ground due to excessive blood loss.
The last player stared wide-eyed at Black Tech, then issued a futile threat, “I am…”
“It doesn’t matter.”
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The throwing knives whizzed through the air, most missing their mark, but a few found their way into the player’s eye sockets, felling him before he could finish his last words.
After rummaging through the belongings of the three players, Black Tech looked at the sugar dropped from the enemy’s body and smiled with satisfaction.
These guys must be repeat offenders, carrying a significant amount of sugar, enough for him to conduct another round of research.
Comparing the sugar he had collected with the corpses beside him, Black Tech felt his earlier thod of gathering sugar was pathetically inefficient.
No wonder Xien Waidao particularly enjoyed the unorthodox playstyle—even though those thods sounded immoral, the money ca in too fast.
After so thought, Black Tech said to the Bishop on his shoulder, “If I plan to ambush here and wait for those players to co back for revenge, would you think I’m a bit evil?”
“It doesn’t matter, right? It’s just a ga, isn’t it?” the Bishop replied nonchalantly.
“That’s true.”
Black Tech sprinkled so sugar on the ground and lay in wait by the roadside, silent and patient.
He didn’t care where these bandits ca from or if they were part of a large organization; he only knew they wanted to plunder him, so he decided to beat them to it and plunder them first.
Lately, he had made significant progress in his sugar research, unlocking various uses for it and turning it into his weapon.
After the recent life-and-death struggle, he realized his strength was quite impressive, capable of turning the tables and robbing other players.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Since the enemy intended to rob him, they should be prepared for the possibility of being robbed in turn, so there was nothing wrong with his actions.
At this mont, Black Tech was like a lion that lazes around in the bush, seemingly indifferent to everything.
But when soone quietly approached his sugar, and the system alerted him that his property was being damaged, he leaped up and pounced on the enemy in front of him.
The area drowned in a deluge of sugar, and the attackers, taken by surprise, were dragged by Black Tech into the sugar, vanishing without a trace.
Holding the sugar left behind by his foes, Black Tech felt he could really fall in love with this effortless way of gaining profits.
However, after waiting a long ti and no one coming, it seed that the opponents also realized the gap between their levels, deciding it was better not to give Black Tech their money.
Knowing no one would co, Black Tech sighed regretfully, suddenly missing Xien Waidao a bit.
If it had been that guy, he surely could have made the enemy keep sending money continuously so they could both make a small fortune.
With that thought, Black Tech logged onto QQ, which he hadn’t used in a long ti, entered the “Morals Aid Group,” and contacted Xien Waidao inside.
Black Tech: [Are you there? Want to play a ga together?]
Xien Waidao: [Are you talking about ‘Reincarnation Land’? Sorry, I can’t play horror gas.]
Black Tech: […I can’t understand, you don’t seem like the type to be afraid of horror gas.]
Xien Waidao: [It’s not , Mukuai 1234 is scared. For so reason, she freaks out just by seeing the ga, and just by entering it she freezes and can’t move. So, there’s no way, I can only keep her company in the Botanic Garden to make her feel better.]
Black Tech: [You really spoil her.]
Xien Waidao: [No choice, I’ve developed so feelings for her. Alright, I’m off to accompany her, you carry on.]
Realizing Xien Waidao couldn’t co, Black Tech felt a bit disappointed.
Xien Waidao’s creativity was sothing he needed. Without him, he would need soone also creative and with decent strength.
Preferably, that person should be from Huaxia, as it seed overseas players were less interested in research, obsessed only with killing.
Yet he didn’t know many people, and the few he did know seed too scared to play this ga.
Was there anyone who wasn’t afraid to play horror gas or didn’t mind being played by the ga?
After pondering for a while, Black Tech suddenly realized that such a person might actually exist.
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