Everyone nodded and went off to rest.
Four in the afternoon.
Lu Yang slowly woke up. By the time he logged into the game, Turbid Wine, Bai Shi, and the others had already been playing for over an hour.
"Boss, Wan Zhonghui and 10,300 Blood Oath Shamans have completed their class advancement quests," Tu Feng messaged.
"Boss, the Blood Oath Shamans are insanely powerful. Their first strike is guaranteed to trigger Blood Oath Strike seven times. It's a lethal skill!" Wan Zhonghui sent Lu Yang a message the moment he saw him come online.
Lu Yang smiled. "Practice your Blood Oath Shaman skills well and work hard to level up. Once you reach level 150, I'll take you to farm equipment."
"Yes, thank you, Boss," Wan Zhonghui said excitedly.
Blood Oath Shamans were one of the strongest melee classes in his previous life. Once they got close, two consecutive Blood Oath Strikes would kill any class other than a defense warrior!
With this legion, it would be much easier for him to push into the Eastern Mountain Region and attack Alfonso in the future. However, that still required levels. Their levels were far too low.
Qi Yun called him. "Boss, I transferred the first payment from the gold mine—one billion in total—to your game account. Please check it."
Lu Yang needed that money right now. "Alright, I'll take a look."
He opened his personal account and found that someone had indeed sent him one billion in cash. He converted the money into gold coins, adding more than 3.33 million gold coins to his inventory.
It looked like a lot of money, but Lu Yang knew it would vanish in the blink of an eye. He took out his phone and called Tu Feng, Turbid Wine, Kapu, and all the other