Long Line, Big Fish

At the entrance of the North Peak Mine, several adventurers limped out.

Including Jack, the strongest among them, everyone wore an expression of surviving a disaster, wishing they could kiss the ground beneath their feet.

They almost stayed inside, becoming undead unable to be reincarnated for eternity.

Looking at the setting sun, Wei Lu, with slightly frosted temples, murmured.

"Unbelievable... we actually survived."

Although at the cost of betraying Lord Saint Siss...

But then again, his faith wasn't that devout to begin with, and his soul wasn't particularly noble either, so selling it to a demon was no big deal.

Anyway, even with great piety, he wouldn't be reborn into a wealthy family, so he might as well live this life well.

Jack didn't speak, but was lost in thought, wondering if making a deal with a demon was worth it.

Although he never expected to ascend to heaven after death, making a deal with a demon was not quite the same as making a deal with pirates.

But he had no choice.

At a sufficient distance, a Bronze-level Necromancer could easily take care of a warrior of the same level.

And considering that the entire Silver Scimitar group had fallen into his hands, that guy was obviously more than just Bronze, he might even be Steel or Silver! Under the circumstances, he had no choice but to cooperate or die.

As for now.

Having been recorded with evidence against them, they were already on the same boat as that Necromancer.

"What about Chris?" The long-haired youth with the Short Bow looked at Jack.

He was probably the only one in the group who still remembered that they were here to rescue someone today.

Jack squinted at the cave behind him and said indifferently.

"Looking at Bond's condition, I don't think she has any chance of surviving."

Although it was a pity, he had done his best to this point.

In the end, the two were just business acquaintances, and their temperaments were okay.

At most, when he got acquainted with that eccentric Necromancer in the future, he could collect her body and find a hillside to bury her.

As for the rest, he couldn't help with anything.

Looking at the solemn face of their leader, Wei Lu whispered.

"What about that kidnapping job? Are we still doing it?"

Jack thought for a while, and finally shook his head.

"... Let's forget about that job. I always feel like there's something wrong with such a high reward, especially since the client's identity is not simple. I heard they are someone close to the lord."

Grand Duke Campbell's health has been poor recently, probably due to his age.

It is said that apart from the emperors of the empire, the later years of most Chosen Ones are not very peaceful.

The client didn't say who to kidnap, but promised a large reward, which always gave him an ominous premonition.

Especially since he had just cursed the old Saint Siss, he might be unlucky for a few days.

During this time, it would be better for him to do some business with less risk.

But then again, this evil Necromancer was also beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that guy would ask him to get some tricky contraband, but he didn't expect that person to just order a batch of weapons and tools.

Although selling weapons to a Necromancer was also a head-losing job, it was not as risky as kidnapping nobles after all.

He only needed to transport the goods to the abandoned hotel in front of the mine, and then accidentally discover the "treasure" buried in the haystack next to the stable.

He had plenty of people under him who could do this kind of work, and there was no business with lower risk than this...

Walking to the carriage, Jack stopped and glanced around at his companions with a warning look.

"No one is allowed to talk about what happened today, understand?"

Everyone nodded and solemnly swore.

"Understood!"

Jack nodded with satisfaction, then took the lead in jumping into the carriage, patted the coachman's shoulder to signal him to leave.

Speaking of which, this is really a good way, why didn't I think of it before? Instead of letting this group of unfaithful guys swear to Saint Siss, it's better to let them swear to the Demon God with the Recording Crystal.

In this way, as long as he has the recording, it is equivalent to holding their balls.

The more Jack thought about it, the more he felt that this trick was absolutely amazing, this is not something a human can do!

When he gets back, he'll buy a few Recording Crystals too.

There's always a time when they'll come in handy...

Inside the mine.

Watching a group of adventurers leave, You You was still reluctantly muttering.

"Lord Demon Lord, are we just letting them go like this? Do we really not need to lock them up?"

"You You, in this world, besides the visible cages, there are also invisible cages."

Gently stroking the Crystal Ball in his hand, Leon, standing in the shadows, said in a slow and methodical voice.

"This is called Long Line, Big Fish, learn from it."

Just now, he ordered 100 Iron Swords, 100 Spears, 100 Short Bows, Daggers, Leather Armor, and Shields from Jack.

Although the players seized a large number of equipment from the Rat Rats, those equipment were, after all, weapons for cannon fodder, and they were barely usable. After all, they were not as good as the ones bought.

Also, he had to fulfill the promise he made in the previous update—to give the players' Hell Money a place to spend.

This can also be regarded as a part of improving the players' game experience.

In addition to weapons, Leon also purchased some tools such as hammers, nails, and pliers.

The little rats in the mine have been cleaned up almost, and he has to spend some thought on building his territory.

After half a day of observation, he discovered that not all players were keen on fighting and killing; a considerable number just wanted to farm quietly.

These tools were prepared for them.

Although Leon could buy these goods himself in the city, not to mention whether he, as a stranger, could find first-hand sources, a new face suddenly purchasing such a large batch of equipment would inevitably alert the local lord.

It wouldn't save much money after going through such a big circle, so it would be better to simply let the people in the underground street handle it.

As long as it wasn't too excessive, Leon didn't mind letting his partners earn a little.

After all, doing business with a Necromancer wasn't without risk; it was a deserved share.

More than that.

Leon had other expectations for this quick-witted guy.

When Grand Duke Campbell walked through the streets, he had personally seen the piety on the faces of those believers... it was definitely not something that could be disintegrated by a few fear-spreading attacks.

If he wanted to make the name Leon resound throughout Thunder City, he had to start undermining the weakest part of Thunder City's faith.

For example, the underground street was a suitable location...

Deep in the mine, near the Demon Lord Territory, most of the players were gathered near the deep pit, touching the corpses of the Rat Rats.

A tail could be exchanged for 100 Hell Money.

Although most of the tails had fallen into the Maze, those exposed were enough for them to cut for a while.

The skeletons, carrying daggers, hummed out-of-tune harvest tunes while busy, only One Gulp of Septic Tank squatted in front of a pile of ashes, rummaging for something.

Some skeletons were born with different brain circuits than other skeletons.

Gou Shi, who had just returned from the "boss room," happened to see his actions, so he curiously approached.

"What are you looking for?"

Brother One Gulp didn't want to pay attention to him, but the latter was too annoying, sticking to him like a dog skin plaster.

Unable to bear being bothered, he could only answer.

"I don't know what that thing is called, but it's shiny and looks quite valuable."

"Shiny?" Gou Shi was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion, "What thing?"

"This thing!"

One Gulp raised his hand and spread out his skeletal palm, only to see a few rice-grain-sized dark green crystals lying inside.

Seeing these little things, Gou Shi's eyes widened instantly.

"Holy crap? Diamonds?!"

"Not diamonds, I guess it's something like Magic Crystal, hidden near the cervical vertebrae, I also found it by accident."

After a pause, Brother One Gulp continued.

"By the way, it must be the skeletons after the players die, not the ones buried in the soil... it's a pity there is no NPC shop, I don't know if this thing can be sold for money."

One Gulp Brother didn't know that the thing he was holding in his hand was indeed a Magic Crystal. Adventurers could exchange this thing for money at the Adventurers' Guild, and it was also the main source of income for adventurers besides completing quests! It's just a pity that the Magic Crystals dropped by Skeleton Soldiers were of the lowest quality, and the Adventurers' Guild didn't offer a high price, not even a single Bronze coin.

After all, summoning a Skeleton Soldier only cost 1 point of Faith.

However, the players didn't know about these things outside the game.

Suddenly thinking of something amazing, Gou Shi Brother's dark Skeleton eyes flickered with flickering ghost fire.

"Wait, Magic Crystals can be recovered from players' corpses, which means... as long as you keep killing yourself and then resurrecting, you can continuously farm Magic Crystals!?"

Hearing these words, One Gulp Brother, who was still rummaging through his own ashes, was also stunned for a moment.

"Damn, you're really a genius!"

Although these Magic Crystals couldn't be sold for money now, who knew what would happen in the future? What if this thing could be sold for hundreds of Hell Money after the NPC shop opened? Wouldn't they be rich then?!

The two looked at each other, and they understood the unspoken expression on each other's faces.

"Stock up a bit?"

"We definitely have to stock up a bit!"

Just as the two were discussing who should die first and who should die later, a line of dark green pop-up windows suddenly appeared in front of all the players.

[a.0.2 Version Update]

[1. Resurrection Mechanism Changes!

Except for special camp activities such as "Monster Siege", players will be deducted at least 20 Contribution Points for accidental deaths during adventures. (20 Contribution Points is the penalty for Skeleton Soldier deaths, and the specific penalty will be comprehensively assessed based on the player's role identity. Please see the detailed rules for details.) 2. Friend and Team System Updates!

You can add friends in the game now! Try sending a private message to your newly acquainted good buddy (sister)!

3. Ownership Mechanism Update!

Equipment purchased from NPC shops will automatically complete ownership registration. After picking up equipment and appraising it at the NPC shop, you can register it by paying a 10% handling fee of the equipment's estimated value. Equipment with completed ownership registration can be "consigned" on the official consignment platform. In addition, other players may not occupy registered equipment. Once the registrant declares their rights, the game officials will enforce them against the occupier. In addition, please see the detailed rules for the punishment for malicious damage to other people's equipment and the reward for finding lost equipment.

4. NPC Shop Update: The NPC shop will be launched within three days, and some equipment illustrations have been updated in the setting collection! In addition, the NPC shop is sincerely recruiting shop assistants, and the salary is paid in Hell Money. Buddhist players are welcome to join~5. The upper limit of Closed Beta players will be increased to 500. Interested players can quickly make an appointment! Warm reminder, this game ID does not support changing for the time being. For your game experience, please think twice when entering your ID!

Looking at the update announcement that appeared in front of them, One Gulp Brother and Gou Shi Brother were instantly struck by lightning and stunned on the spot.

They didn't read the content after the first item of the update announcement at all, and they weren't in the mood to read it either.

Death penalty...

Deduct 20 Contribution Points for dying once! How can we farm then!

"Damn it!"

"This bug fix is too timely, isn't it?!"