Chapter 70: Game Hall (2/2)

Mu Sicheng, “……”

“How much is it?” Mu Sicheng was dumbfounded as he prepared to pay money to avoid a disaster.

Bai Liu smiled cheerfully. “I want the remaining 320 mirror fragments.”

“…I only have 80 broken lenses here.” Mu Sicheng frowned. He stared at Bai Liu for a few seconds before suddenly realizing what this guy was playing at. “Damn, do you want me to help you collect all the other broken lenses? Why?!”

Bai Liu wasn’t in a hurry. “You also want to collect the black fingers from the other players. You might as well help me collect them as well.”

Bai Liu didn’t expect that the items he would be given this time were all in pieces. It would take five black fingers to make the ‘third hand’ and 400 broken lenses to form an item. Meanwhile, there were five players who cleared the game. Everyone had one finger and 80 broken lenses. They might be high quality items but everyone only got one-fifth. They couldn’t be used at all.

There was no need to talk about the thief’s black fingers. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this prop was necessary for Mu Sicheng and he would definitely try to obtain the five fingers.

As for the broken lenses… it wasn’t certain who could gather them together.

Mu Sicheng sneered. “Bai Liu, have you forgotten that Fang Ke and Liu Huai are guild players? The good items they obtain must be handed over to the guild. The thief’s black finger that has strong personal attributes? They don’t have much use for it. It isn’t necessary for it to be handed over to the guild and I can use money to let them sell it to me.”

“However, the broken lenses with an unknown quality come from the god-level NPC which is why the quality is unknown. The last item from the god-level NPC is your whip. You were so arrogant in the game and your judgment was too strong. Everyone has seen that you, an F-grade panel player, can use such great power.” Mu Sicheng folded his arms and raised his eyebrow at Bai Liu. “So how useful is the item made up of broken lenses from the god-level NPC?”

“The broken lenses on Fang Ke and Liu Huai must be handed over to the Kings Guild. The Kings Guild will definitely try to gather the broken lenses and put together this item with the god-level NPC’s attributes.” Mu Sicheng was certain.

“However, there are 80 broken lenses on you, me and Du Sanying.” Bai Liu was thoughtful. “What method will the Kings Guild use to try and get these broken lenses from us?”

Mu Sicheng raised three fingers. “I can think of three methods that the Kings Guild might use. The first is acquiring it through a transaction. They can try to buy the broken lenses from us at a high price. Bai Liu, I painfully have to tell you that Du Sanying has sold the broken lenses to the Kings Guild for 60,000 points.”

Bai Liu sighed softly. “Sure enough, Du Sanying will do something that will bring misfortune to people. However, spending 60,000 points for broken lenses with an unknown function, the Kings Guild is really rich.”

Mu Sicheng continued. “The second method is theft. This is my profession. They will look for someone with stealing skills or items. The guild players will follow us and try to steal the broken lenses from us in the game. Still, don’t worry. No one has tried to steal from me except for madmen.”

“Of course, there is the simple and straightforward third method with the greatest benefit—” Mu Sicheng shook his three fingers at Bai Liu with a smile. “I think you should’ve guessed what the most profitable third method is?”

Bai Liu raised his eyes. “Kill me in the game and everything on my body belongs to them.”

“You killed a senior player of their guild. They spent a lot of resources to raise Puppet Zhang only for him to be killed in the game.” Mu Sicheng threatened Bai Liu in an exaggerated voice but there was a careless smile on his face. It seemed he didn’t care about offending the Kings Guild. “You have really offended them and now you want to steal the broken lenses from them. Do you have any self-knowledge? They will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!”

“I have it now but it seems like it is too late.” Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng and suddenly laughed. “Even so, you didn’t sell the broken lenses to the Kings Guild and kept them. It seems like you are ready to be hunted down with me?”

“You are narcissistic.” Mu Sicheng snorted and looked away from Bai Liu. He placed his hands in his pocket before suddenly stretching out a fist to punch Bai Liu. “You are the one who first wanted to cooperate with me, right?”

Bai Liu staggered from the punch only to hear the system prompt.

[System tip: Player Mu Sicheng has given player Bai Liu 80 broken lenses.]

“By the way, what name should we give to this combination?” Mu Sicheng abruptly remembered something. He seemed to be talking to himself with a strange smile on his face like he was very excited about confronting the Kings Guild. “When I was chased by Puppet Zhang, I told Liu Huai that once we killed Puppet Zhang one day, our combination would be famous. At that time, I gave my combination with Liu Huai a very vulgar name. It was Thief and Assassin.”

Later, the thief stole the assassin’s knife and the assassin cut off the thief’s hands with that knife. The once insurmountable puppet master who manipulated everything was so easily executed by the newcomer Bai Liu. The name of the combination that didn’t have many distinctive features had long since disappeared from the forum.

“Shall we give our new combination a name?” Mu Sicheng suddenly suggested.

Bai Liu didn’t care about such things but for live broadcasts that relied on entertainment, it was indeed better to have a combination name. He first consulted Mu Sicheng’s opinion. “What do you want to call it?”

Mu Sicheng’s eyes wandered around for a moment. “…What do you think about Thief and Schemer?”

Bai Liu couldn’t help making an expression. “= =”

Did this person not know any combination names except for the profession? If he knew that Bai Liu’s original identity was a wanderer then he might suggest a name like Thief and Wanderer…

“We might as well call it…” Bai Liu pretended to think. “Wanderer and Monkey.”

There were a few seconds of silence before Mu Sicheng jumped up angrily. “Fuck! Bai Liu, you are implying something about me!”

Mu Sicheng never would’ve imagined that the funny combination name Bai Liu casually mentioned would sweep through the entire game in the future and become a nightmare combination that made countless players feel fear. As long as they heard the sharp monkey laugh and saw the smiling young man in a white shirt and suit pants, victory in the game had already been decided.

In this game of eternal fear, the symbols of laurels and a monkey would always belong to the Wanderer and Monkey. The curtain on the eve of their victory was about to be raised.