Chapter 57 Cooperation (1/2)
The scrimmage continued.
Forest City's teleportation circle was shining with a milky white radiance all the time. In a short two hours, perhaps there were more than 1,000 players that had died on the guild base.
Due to the dominating position of Castle Wood dungeon, that made almost half of the players in the entire game to raise their level within the dungeon. The experience points lost during wipe-outs of the team was insignificant.
Only after everyone returned to battling outside, they realized that their levels were dropping too fast!
The levels raised with a week's hard work was actually dropped in just a few seconds. If one's luck was a bit worse, they would even drop a piece of equipment or two.
Some even killed until they became red-eyed and could not stop killing people, bloodthirsty for more. They were killed and resurrected, the cycle was repeated until they could not be resurrected in the end—their levels were lower than level 1, and thus they returned to the novice village obediently.
In the scrimmage, several people were particularly conspicuous.
The first person was Demon Robe. As a Combat Bandit, he had the most powerful endurance power in all occupations. Combat Bandits only had a few skills that needed to spend mana, and the rest used the energy bar unique to the Bandits. This allowed him to almost not need to consider the problem of mana quantity. When facing jobs with low defense, he took almost only three attacks to take one down, cutting down other players until they cried bitterly without ceasing.
The other person was Lin Jie. Although he could not unleash 100% of his strength with the Lone Wolf Helmet, not daring to display his Blade Aura skills even more, but it did not hinder him to make the last hit.
The last hit was a must-have skill for expert players. The setting that the person who dealt the last blow could get 50% experience caused the players to grasp very high last hitting skills!
What was unusual was that this fellow's target of last-hitting was human.
485!
487!
Lin Jie stared at the number in the mission list, he stabbed his Fire Longsword to the front and conveniently saved a Brotherhood player too. The two nodded and quickly separated.
The chaos of the battlefield had exceeded everyone's imagination! The chaotic battle made it impossible to distinguish whether the person in front of them was friend or foe. The swearing, scolding and sinister waves of laughter came and go.
”The Enhanced Elite is dead!”
Someone shouted, and as was expected, the Werewolf Potioneer finally exhausted its last strength in the crazy siege of many players. As it closed its eyes and fell to the ground, a bronze card mixed together with a quaint book was dropped.
Character Card! Potioneer's personal letter!
The players that surrounded the Werewolf Potioneer hurriedly reached out their hands, but before they even touched the loots, they were stabbed dead by the players behind them!
”Burn them!”
”AOE magic spells, fire!”
That was a wake-up call, and many Mages channeled spells. Flame, frost, arcane, earth element magics all flew towards the Werewolf Potioneer's corpse in succession. Anyone that got close would be instantly killed.
The hot-headed players then slowly stopped and surrounded it, forming a circle.
”Brothers present!” A big red robe covered the pot-bellied body. A face full of laziness and wealthy-looking appeared in front of everyone. He pressed his hands down in the air and shouted, ”Listen to me!”
”Listen, listen to my arse.”
”Idiot.”
The masses despised him one after another.
The man took out a few gold coins and held them in his hands. ”If you are quiet, you can come to me and get two silver coins!”
Swoosh! The crowd quietened down in an instant.
To normal players, two silver coins was not a small amount as it was enough for one day's worth of potions. However, it was a bit shameful to get the money in front of everyone, so people just looked at him.
”Who is this person?” Dumb Fox poked the person beside him. This guy wore dusky armor all over his body, it was the team leader of the Shadow Devil Workshop, Dustless.
Dustless flicked Dumb Fox's hands away. ”Big client.”
”Client?” Dumb Fox opened his eyes wide.
Lin Jie retreated to the corner and poured a few bottles of recovery potions into his mouth, and his Health Points rose slowly.
The few members of Brotherhood consciously gathered together and smiled as they looked at each other. Their skills were quite good, and they had not died once even until now. They had a tacit understanding that each of them had certainly reaped a lot of benefits.
That fatso who spoke was known as the richest local tyrant of The New Era. He wore a ten-dollar hat on a five-cent head—Dominance! In the forum of Lin Jie's past life, there had been nosy people who had opened a post, ”Top Ten Unsolved Mystery of The New Era,” and one of them was—how much money does Dominance have?
The financial power of Dominance was evident!
”Hehe, since everyone gave me face, then I will continue talking.” Dominance revealed the guild logo on top of his head. ”I created a guild called Money Gang. Don't laugh at me being tacky, well as humans, be more honest! I am now recruiting a wide range of people, a person $500! If your level reaches level 8, you will be rewarded $1,000. If you are on the level leaderboard, an extra reward of $10,000 will be given!”
”Those that contribute greatly to the guild will all get rewards. Also, my guild points can be exchanged for cash, instant account money transfer, definitely no arrears dear~.”
A plump fat-ass using a sharp tone to say this word ”dear,” really made everyone disgusted. However, this did not affect the masses' feelings of love and admiration towards money. As long as they joined, they would get money. When their levels were high, they would also have money!
”I'll join!” A Druid stepped to the front, and in the blink of an eye, there was a logo on his head. The next second, he said in surprise, ”Money was really transferred to my account!”
”OMG, I'll join too!”
”Me too!”
Many people were ready to join, but many others were impatient too.
”I say, you let us keep quiet, just to recruit people?” Cigarette Butt frowned as he asked coldly. Impatience was written all over his face, and his dual swords were jumping on his fingertips.
Dominance laughed. ”How could it be? I'm here this time to buy this base.”
He stretched out one finger. ”All the bosses present, each person $1,000,000, could everyone do me a favor?”
Everyone was shocked.