641 Chapter 641 - Because our opponent is Thousand Miles Drunk (2/2)

”Yup. the street was just a stone's throw away.”

”Then, where did you run off to?”

”I… well… I had a different method of escape.” No Smile vaguely fumbled through his words. He did not have the face to admit that he too had a hand in Silver Moon's death peripherally, because he knew that the latter was the more prominent target to the public and could draw away most of the attention.

Young Master Han did not bother to pursue this line of query, either, having already come to the conclusion after hearing everything thus far. ”From what we know, it does indeed sound like something Fleeting Smile is capable of orchestrating. He ascertained the terrain there and determined that the only way of escape from that situation was by taking shelter in the Trade Exchange.”

”Was there a need for him to do all that? Actually, it's really easy if he wanted to eliminate Silver Moon, right?” Brother Assist wondered. Everyone nodded, all thinking of the troop of ex-soldiers he had with him. Silver Moon had no one else to depend on, so if he truly wanted to wipe the man off the face of Parallel World, all he had to do was casually sic those ex-soldiers on him. There was really no need for Fleeting Smile to go through all that trouble for him.

Young Master Han shook his head. ”Looking at what happened in the end, it seems his target was perhaps not Silver Moon himself but the King's Blade in his hand, instead.”

”But didn't the King's Blade get eaten up by the system?”

”Perhaps that's his goal all along?” Young Master Han countered.

Everyone was stunned, recalling the word that they had recently found extremely loathsome: rectify.

”He intentionally planned it such that Silver Moon would be forced to log out, causing the system to confiscate the King's Blade off him?” Brother Assist furrowed his brows. ”How did he know that the King's Blade would be the casualty once Silver Moon forcefully logged off?”

”Such a question… As an internal game employee, perhaps he had a clear notion of what would happen,” Young Master Han postulated.

Everyone was in a daze. Could that mean that the data lost during forceful log outs were actually subjected to some sort of internal ruleset?

”Don't forget; if his target was just Silver Moon himself, there's absolutely no need for him to save him in the first place. Letting him rot in Baishi City's Knight's Barracks was a cruel enough punishment,” Young Master Han said.

”But that…” No Smile suddenly interrupted. ”After he managed to get Silver Moon out, because his level was too low, he was unable to utilize his King's Blade. He even put in the time and effort to help Silver Moon get a hold of his Torc of Leadership, and only then was the man able to use his King's Blade.”

”This Torc of Leadership, did he hand it to Silver Moon in the end?” Young Master Han asked.

”Yup.” No Smile nodded. ”On that day when he tricked us, he handed it over to Silver Moon, and he even taught him how to unleash the inlaid skill of the King's Blade to help kill Thousand Miles Drunk.”

”How to unleash the skill?” everyone curiously asked.

”That party-wide skill he had then can actually be used on a single target like a Knight's Blessing, and the effect will be all the more pronounced!”

”What's Silver Moon's level then?” Young Master Han suddenly asked.

”He just reached level 38,” No Smile answered.

”Just leveled?” Young Master Han asked.

”Yup.”

Young Master Han furrowed his brows as he took a swig from his glass.

Everyone did not dare to make a sound, afraid that they would disrupt the man's thoughts.

”Did Silver Moon have any money on him?” Young Master Han suddenly asked this strange question.

”Nope.” No Smile very quickly answered this.

”Oh? You seem to know this very well,” Young Master Han deliberately goaded.

”Mhm… The two of us deposited all our coins into the Bank before,” No Smile replied.

”Scared of being hunted?” Everyone laughed.

”No…” No Smile hurriedly refuted.

”Then, what?”

”Because our opponent was Thousand Miles Drunk…”

Everybody wiped their sweat. Thousand Miles Drunk's prowess could be seen from this statement. Once anyone became his opponent, they would not even dare to have a dime on them.

”Silver Moon had no coin on him, just leveled, and thus could be deemed as having not earned new EXP. By the looks of it, if he were to forcefully log out, he would lose neither his EXP nor coins, so the only thing left to lose was his equipment!” Young Master Han declared.

”Can't you lose your level? What about skills?” Royal God Call asked.

Brother Assist spoke. ”According to a few experiments on forceful logouts conducted by some very bored players, the most likely outcome for a player after a forced logout is the loss of coins, next is EXP, then equipment, and finally skill proficiency. Meanwhile, losing levels directly has never once happened according to those testers. Oh, yeah. There's a rough breakdown of the statistics here that I wrote down,” Brother Assist said even as he searched through his stack of booklets which held plenty of his notes and records. He flipped through them book after book until he got to the fourth book. ”This is the one! I noted the results of the final breakdown. If a player forcefully logs out, there's a 34% probability of them losing money, 30% EXP, 28% equipment, and only 8% chance of losing skill proficiency. Aside from these four avenues, there's never been any other record of data loss that happened.”

”Now, let's compare that with Silver Moon's situation. He had no coin on him, so he couldn't drop anything. He just leveled up, and his EXP earned was zero, so he couldn't lose that, either; All that's left was equipment and skill proficiency, and the chances of losing the former are much higher than the latter.” Brother Assist excitedly said this discovery.

”Even if that's the case, for him to lose his King's Blade so coincidentally just like that, when you include everything he had in his dimensional pocket, as well as what he had equipped, that's a lot!” Royal God Call exclaimed.

”About that… When the two of us headed out, we emptied our pockets…” No Smile said yet again.

”Why is that?”

”Because our opponent was Thousand Miles Drunk…” No Smile replied feebly.

”Don't either of you have any common sense when it comes to PK? You should bring a lot of garbage with you in such a situation to prevent yourselves from losing your top-tier equipment!” Royal God Call said.

”I don't think that's accurate; to reduce the probability of losing any equipment in the first place, you should bring fewer items with you at such times.” Southern Lone Blade's team actually had a different take on this matter.