Chapter 151 - The Hunt For Landlord Has Began! (2 in 1) (1/2)
Immediately after hearing what his ally just said, Solar Mist didn't jump from joy or sigh in relief, but actually glared at him with a furious look. He felt raging fury at his partner having a solution all along but still deciding to hide it until this point.
Just how much time did they waste standing here waiting for Felix to come by himself while they could have literally gone hunting him down already?
”You, what the hell are you saying!!” Pure Muscle, who had an ever shorter fuss than Solar Mist, gritted his teeth, trying his best to suppress his anger and not jump on Hound Stench.
”Let me explain first before exploding.” Undisturbed by his allies' furious looks, Hound Stench sighed and said, ”I have an ability that allows me to track anyone's location by smell. However, for it to take effect, I need Landlord's unique smell.”
”So what's the problem with that?!” Pure Muscle didn't even let him continue his explanation, before snapping at him.
”Do you have his smell on you? Did you even meet up with him inside the maze?” Hound Stench's gruff voice neither rose nor lowered as he threw a barrage of questions at Pure Muscle. He simply sighed and added, ”I doubt that any of you met up with Landlord inside the maze. If you did, you wouldn't have been standing here alive and kicking.”
Tongue-tied, Pure Muscle unclutched his tight fist, gradually cooling himself off. Even with his potato brain, he easily figured out what he meant.
As based on what he had seen from Felix's treatment inside the game hall and the interview segment, he was certain that he wasn't a merciful person to leave a player walk away from his clutches. Especially now that there was a bet going on, where even 1 GP was important.
”Wait a second. Didn't all of us meet and interact with Landlord before we were dropped in the maze?” Quick-witted as always, Solar Mist easily found a loophole in Hound Stench's reason.
”Heh, do you think I am stupid not to notice such a thing?” Hound Stench glared at Solar Mist and said, ”If I could track Landlord using such an outdated smell, I would have done so alone without needing to come here and hope to encounter him by chance.”Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click #!-(2-in-1)_49081591678420036 for visiting.
Solar Mist nodded his head in understanding. What Hound Stench said was logical and within reason. After all, if he had such a busted ability that allowed him to track anyone no matter how far the distance separating them without having a single weakness, that ability should honestly belong to a legendary beast.
However, Solar Mist knew that Hound Stench's bloodline was from an epic tier 2 beast called Hell Hound. So, having such a weakness was completely understandable.
”The stronger the stench of the target, the easier it is for me to locate its whereabouts.” Hound Stench shrugged his shoulders, ”I doubt anyone of you met up with him during the last 50 minutes or so. Right?”
Solar Mist's expression instantly turned ugly after seeing that everyone was shaking their heads. However, he still didn't give up, as he promised them that anyone who met with Felix during that duration, would get a hundred million SC reward!
Unfortunately, no one spoke or stepped forward to help. Hound Stench shook his head in disappointment and returned to his position, standing silently like before with his oversized brown coat, covering his entire body, except for his exposed bald head.
He never held any hope for those players claiming that in their journey they spotted Felix. However, he still put out his card in the open to extinguish all options. Now that he did, hope for locating Felix was truly snuffed out.
No one was affected the hardest by this failure than Solar Mist. He was truly on the verge of losing his shit and start massacring those useless pieces of garbage that he wasted time and his reputation to sign a contract with, for no benefits at all.
The moment he proposed the infamous slave contract in the game, his reputation among the spectators fell sharply. Of course, his party members who were also in it weren't spared from being looked down upon by the spectators.
Slave Contracts were frowned upon, just slightly below placing bounties on the players' heads. After all, those contracts ruin two of the spectators' most favorite things in the game.
Death and balance.
The players who signed the slave contract were supposed to die and not walk around freely with a 2nd chance at life. Although their lives were under the mercy of others, they still had a chance to leave the game alive.
The perfect example was those 21 players who just signed with Solar Mist's party. They should have died in a gruesome manner to entertain them, not stand around the maze exit like statues doing absolutely nothing.
This example also highlighted the newly messed up balance of the game. If Felix decided to rush to the exit and not fight the legendary beast, how was he supposed to fight against 25 players all at once?
In the eyes of the spectators, that was purely a sure death trap, which was inescapable by no one. Thus, anyone who proposed this screwed up contract was sure to get hated and booed by them.
This was the reason why boos and insults were thrown before when Zoe switched the camera focus from Felix to the maze exit after they finished watching his replay!
How could they not after seeing with their own eyes Solar Mist's party hunt down players and force them to sign a slave contract to kill Felix?
Whether they hated Felix's guts or not, that wasn't the proper way they wanted him to die. Thus, seeing Solar Mist's ugly expression and his party disappointed looks after failing to create another plan, made them feel an unspeakable euphoria.
”Now what?” Pure Muscle abruptly asked, breaking the desolate silence in the area. However, no one answered him, as they also had no idea what to do.
Solar Mist kept fiddling with his glasses absent-mindedly. No one knows if he was in deep thought on the situation or he simply gave up and kept gazing in a daze.
He was supposedly their think tank, if he ran out of ideas, then they truly should just accept their loss.
”I believe I can help you out with your problem.”
Out of nowhere, the Queen AI's monotonous voice resounded in everyone's ears, stunning them speechless, not knowing how to react to such mind-boggling news.
Who could blame them though?
The Queen wasn't supposed to assist anyone in the games. She had absolutely no authority to interfere with how the players were supposed to play or fight. As long as everything was within the rules, she must stay in her place.
The players' first thought after hearing what she said was that someone within the party was playing a prank on them by using her voice. Thus, they turned left and right, trying to spot the bastard who was trying to anger those four hardcore players at this tense moment.
They truly wanted to lay lowkey like this until the game ends to regain their freedom. Yet, a retard wasn't able to read the mood properly, and they were going to suffer with him.
”WHO THE F*CK DID THAT!” Just like they assumed, Pure Muscle was the first to respond, as he shouted at them with a murderous gaze. He was truly planning on killing someone.
Frightened, the players gulped and took a step back, not wanting to get targeted by this furious gorilla.
Just as Pure Muscle pointed his finger at a player randomly, planning to snap his neck to ease his fury, the Queen's voice resounded again. ”It was me.”
This time the source where it came from was clear. Everyone turned their heads and stared at a man wearing a white mask and a black hoodie, coming out from the wall's shadow gradually. Starting from his head to his feet.
”Mastermania??!” Surprised, Solar Mist quickly wore back his glasses, not daring to believe his eyes.
Mastermania, a well-known idol, who breathe attention in and out, was actually hiding his face and voice?! Was the sun rising from the west as well?
Although none of them saw his face or heard his voice, they immediately knew his identity, and for a simple reason actually.
There were only two shadow element users in this game!
That's right, Mastermania and another player with a rare bloodline were the only ones from the hundred or so players participating in this game that had the shadow element.
Mastermania who was a popular idol had all of his abilities already exposed to the public. He was famously known for having the passive ability *Shadow's Cloak* that allowed him to submerge in the shadows and travel through them.
”What the hell happened to you pretty boy?!” Straightforward as always, Pure Muscle asked impolitely what was in everyone's mind.
The area descended into an awkward silence, as the players were waiting patiently for Mastermania to answer, yet, he simply stood silently in front of the maze exit, not bothering to address Pure Muscle's question.
Suddenly, he put his hand on the closed door and caressed it softly.
The players were merely confused by his actions, and not worried that he would push it open and exit the maze, emerging as the winner.
Ultimately, he was still part of the wager, and anyone participating in it was forbidden from winning the game by using it. Felix proposed this rule, just to keep those hardcore players inside the maze, whether they liked it or not.
”He really did one on us, didn't he.” He sighed through his nose since his mouth was completely ruined by Felix's acid aura! If it wasn't for so, he wouldn't have been using the Queen's voice as a means of speech.
”He sure did.” Solar Mist sighed after understanding what he meant.
”I heard what Mr. Hound said.” Mastermania removed his hand from the gate and said, ”I believe I have what he needs.”
The moment Hound Stench heard what he said, he clapped his hands twice while saying, ”Everyone, please give us some space. I don't want your smells to interfere with my ability.”