Stocks Running Dangerously Low

Inside the Whispering Tower.

Led by the bat-transformed You Jiali, Ling Chu and the others steadily advanced deeper into the maze, following the guidance.

Ling Chu moved swiftly through the bone-lined passages, keeping part of her attention fixed on the livestream window in the lower-right corner of her virtual screen.

In the footage, the Mechanical Fortress and a large number of spontaneously assembled pirate ships had the Ten-Thousand-Bone Giant locked down. Every time the beast slammed its enormous arm down, at least two ships shattered on the spot, while countless broken planks and players who had fallen into the sea floated across the water.

Yet teleportation vortices kept lighting up across the sea, and an endless stream of new ships continued rushing to the battlefield as reinforcements.

Ling Chu felt a trace of confusion. Since when had District 666 had so many pirate ships?

The scrolling livestream comments answered her question.

...So it was the alliance support function.

By adding Social Phobia as an ally, they could teleport across sea regions. Whoever came up with that idea was pretty clever.

Then Ling Chu saw Titch directing his skeletal subordinates to tie Corrosive Potion bottles to the tails of ballista bolts. Every precise shot that struck the Ten-Thousand-Bone Giant's bony body ate away an unhealable black hole. Compared with the pitiful damage of ordinary arrows, the Corrosive Potion's suppressive effect was remarkably potent.

Ling Chu contacted Lingering Wind and Fading Moon. "Do we still have much Corrosive Potion left?"

She remembered that when they had decided to teleport over, Lingering Wind and Fading Moon had only just successfully brewed the Corrosive Potion. Ling Chu was worried their supply would not be enough.

Sure enough, Lingering Wind and Fading Moon quickly replied, "I just gave Titch twenty bottles. I don't have a