635 Touch Him After Pulling Out His Shir (1/2)

Regis' face turned pale as he remained breathless. He looked as though he had exhausted all his energy. After all, this old fella was still considered a BOSS. If the system hadn't set him to be an exhausted old fella, Wang Yu's normal attacks would never bring him to his knees so easily.

In the end, Regis had the demeanor of a great master of his generation. After being defeated by Wang Yu, he did not use the excuse that he was not at his peak to save his pride. Instead, he said with a weak voice, ”I can't believe the Grand Cathedral still has a youngster like you. However, for the Atlanta tribe, I will not give you what you need even if I'm going to die.”

Regis' attitude was firm, and this caused a real headache for Wang Yu. These were normally the words of the main actor in a television drama. How did he suddenly turn into the villain?

”Grand Cathedral? I'm from the Neutral Faction,” Wang Yu explained his identity.

Regis replied with an unperturbed attitude, ”Neutral Faction? Never heard of it!” Indeed, at that point in time, there was no division of faction and the entire place was under God's ruling.

”How can I make you believe us?”

”Force the God's Punishment Army out and I will consider.” This old man was still unwilling to let it go.

”Hey!” Wang Yu sighed helplessly, ”Since that is the case, I'm sorry to let you down.” After saying that, Wang Yu's long sword pressed against Regis' throat to prevent him from misbehaving. Following that, Wang Yu looked over at Frost Blade.

Frost Blade understood what Wang Yu was trying to do so he walked over and touched Regis' chest to execute the [Pickpocket] skill.

”F*ck! Frost Blade, I didn't know you're into such things.” Quan Zhen Sect would constantly be finding nonsense to stir so when they saw how wretched Frost Blade's actions were, they couldn't control their laughter.

Frost Blade's face turned red, ”Stop laughing at me! I have to do this to execute this skill. Otherwise, how do you think it has a 30% probability of success?”

Probability in the game was an extremely subtle choice of word. In other words, it was always a scam. 30% probability would be considered very high. It was equivalent to having a 50% chance of a BOSS dropping peak grade equipment.

Because of this, the system added several restrictions to the [Pickpocket] skill. For example, the user had to be in physical contact with the other party. One of the restrictions was the unique and specific need to touch the other party's chest.

Otherwise, with this 30% probability, Frost Blade would have gone straight to Dragon Island to steal. With this condition in place, Frost Blade wouldn't even get the hair of a dragon by touching just the claws of the dragon.

[Pickpocket] could be executed very quickly and Frost Blade's expression turned stiff soon after. This was when everyone asked in an anxious tone, ”Did you manage to steal it?”

”No, the skill failed,” Frost Blade said with a head full of sweat.

”It's okay! Probability… We understand. Just continue trying again.” Everyone urged on as long as they wouldn't be the one touching the old man's chest.

Frost Blade wiped his sweat and said, ”Hold on, the skill is in CD.”

After 50 seconds, Frost Blade's skill cooldown time ended. Ignoring Regis' killer glares, Frost Blade put his hand on Regis' chest once more.

In a blink of an eye, Frost Blade replied with a disappointed tone again, ”I've failed again.”

”30% chance… Try again.” Everyone fully understood the concept of probability.

Third time and the skill failed again…