Were the gangs camping spawn points despicable? Of course they were.
Over the hundreds of years the Superconducting World had existed, they had been one of its most shameless professions, an incurable disease. Armed E-Class and D-Class high-level accounts specialized in bullying F-Class newbie accounts.
Just like soldiers on a battlefield slaughtering civilians.
But the problem was, few people went looking for trouble with them...
The first reason was the penalty for actively killing people. The things these people carried were not worth much either, so genuine high-level accounts had no reason to take on penalties for them.
Being unable to buy things from the store was still quite troublesome.
The second reason was that blank accounts truly did not fear penalties, but blank accounts could not beat them!
Now, at last, a blank account had appeared that could slaughter them without restraint, then delete the account and start over within minutes after receiving penalties.
Throughout history, Qing Chen was the only one who could do something like this...
Those gangs still had no idea how disgusting it was to let a Knight like Qing Chen exploit a bug. Chen Yu of the Eastern Continent perhaps had the most say in the matter.
Qing Chen quietly made his way toward Spawn Point No. 002. He curiously surveyed the underground city and saw pipes twisting together across the ceiling, leaving passageways only two or three meters wide below.
Walking through it felt like walking amid the ruins of steel.
On both sides of the narrow streets, many people squatted on the ground selling goods. They hid what they were selling so carefully that no one knew what it was, and their clothing was especially disheveled.
Drip.
As Qing Chen passed by, droplets seeped from the joints in the pipes overhead and