Chapter 175 - See you in three days

After this day of appointments.

 

Xiao Lan and the two of them tacitly returned to the players' quarters together without staying too long in the real world.

 

A sense of urgency washed over them as everything that was happening in the real world weighed on their minds.

 

Faced with the advent of the world and the Juggernaut, they can only seize the little time they have and try to strengthen themselves. Only then will they be strong enough to defend themselves when the conflict comes, and even to protect all that they want to protect.

 

Both men were suddenly busy.

 

Xiao Lan spends more time in the training ground and is almost frantically engaged in combat, sometimes even fighting for days and nights thanks to his strong physique as an advanced player.

 

Luo's side is similar.

 

He quietly infiltrated various playgrounds, dodging searches by juggernauts and indentured players while searching for his shard.

 

It is quite normal to go out for days at a time and not come back.

 

This has seen their time together plummet, and even seeing each other has become rare.

 

The occasional get-together for a meal is considered a date time to be cherished.

 

The days passed in an intense and hectic manner.

 

It was not until one day that Xiao Lan received a call from Wang Taidi.

 

--

 

Somewhere in the playground.

 

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This is a large desert with no end in sight.

 

The desert is hot and dry, with constant gusts of wind blowing across the landscape, creating a cloud of sand and dust that makes vision hazy.

 

Zhang Yiqin is making his way through the desert.

 

He was already a senior player, and not just any senior player; he had long ago qualified for a promotion pact.

 

Unfortunately, his first attempt at a promotion pact ended in failure, but fortunately he survived and made it out of that game.

 

He's nothing like the unlucky ones.

 

Now this playground is an advanced one, but it's not that difficult for him.

 

Originally he would have just crossed the desert, gotten a nice prop reward, and then pretty much gotten out of there.

 

But it wasn't long before he saw someone who surprised him -

 

Wang Taidi.

 

His brother whom the ridiculous captain had been spoiling like a son.

 

Wang Taidi was originally a scrapper and had been in the game for three years without being able to upgrade to mid-level.

 

He had advised his captain Wang Ke to leave the dragging brother alone, but Wang Ke was so insistent that he gave almost all of his props to the loser.

 

But waste is waste, and it hasn't taken off at all.

 

Even if you barely make it to the intermediate level you are still a mere drag.

 

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Wang Ke later died, with a little credit to him.

 

Originally, Zhang Yiqin thought that with the loss of his only thigh, the punk would soon be dead.

 

After all, such a wasteful snack is not even the slightest bit valuable for people to be wary of, it's just a dead man sooner or later, so who would waste time caring about him?

 

At the time, Zhang Yiqin did not devote much attention to Wang Taidi either.

 

At that time, Wang Taidi would spend his days holding a locket, going around madly saying that his brother was not dead, and visiting everyone Wang Ke knew, hoping that someone would save him.

 

But the players are realistic, and they can maintain a friendship with Wang Ke while he is alive, for mutual benefit.

 

It doesn't mean that this expired friendship is worth the risk they take when the person is dead.

 

Not to mention that it is a high difficulty copy of the advancement pact, and going in casually is simply a death wish.

 

Naturally, no one wants to talk to Wang Taidi, and when they get annoyed, even the grumpy ones just beat him up.

 

At some point, Wang Taidi disappeared and he thought the guy was finally dead.

 

It should have died many years ago.

 

But then the rumours about Wang Taidi grew, and he couldn't help but be concerned.

 

But the discussion was mostly about low to mid-level players, and since he hadn't seen Wang Taidi again, he wasn't optimistic about his strength.

 

A weakling who has finally learned to be ruthless and still poses little threat to him.

 

Until.

 

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Not long ago, Wang Taidi appeared in front of him.

 

and almost sent him away with a knife.

 

Zhang Yiqin couldn't resist reaching out and touching his throat.

 

There was gauze being wrapped there, a prop that was slowly healing his almost completely slit throat.

 

But his opponent's weapon seemed to have a special ability that caused wounds that were extremely difficult to heal, leaving him with a sharp pain now flooding his throat.

 

He never thought he would see such a sharp killing intent in Wang Taidi.

 

Recalling the way the other man's face was smiling, but his eyes were cold, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

 

Although his opponent had attacked him first, would he have died on the spot if he hadn't used his props to escape?

 

How can that be Wang Taidi ......

 

How could Wang Taidi have become so strong in just over a year?

 

Has this guy reached the threshold of the pact too?!

 

He needed to speed up and get out of this copy sooner rather than later.

 

Unfortunately, he doesn't have the props to get out of the advanced playground in his hands right now, and the more advanced you are, the harder it is to get the props to get out of the game.

 

Forget it, he doesn't want the reward, hurry up and get through.

 

Suddenly, Zhang Yiqin's pace stops.

 

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He felt as if he had been spinning in one place.

 

Although there is yellow sand all around, it's not as if every dune is exactly the same.

 

When did he get hit?

 

A drop of cold sweat slid down the corner of his forehead.

 

Zhang Yiqin's eyes sweep around him, and all he sees is yellow sand, with no one in sight.

 

But both his combat experience and his instinct for danger were telling him that something was very wrong with the current state of affairs.

 

At any moment, he felt that Wang Taidi would emerge from the yellow sand and stab him in the heart again.

 

Zhang Yiqin's brow furrowed as he raised his hand and an invisible stream of air struck at his side.

 

The air stream hit the sand so hard that a hole was made in it, but it didn't hit anything.

 

His mind, however, grew more and more uneasy.

 

In quick succession, he struck out and attacked the surrounding area, sending yellow sand flying in all directions.

 

All the attacks however seemed to be in vain and yielded nothing.

 

After an attack, beads of sweat rolled down Zhang Yiqin's face, making the wound even more painful due to the irritation of the sweat.

 

He stopped moving his hands to catch his breath.

 

The wound in his throat seemed to make it harder for him to breathe and he was practically out of breath.

 

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Wait ......

 

Something is not right ......

 

It's like ...... can't really breathe!

 

Zhang Yiqin opens his mouth wide and tries to take a big breath of air, but there is a feeling of inability to do so.

 

A certain rumour about Wang Taidi came to mind and a bad feeling came over him.

 

Even if his battle prowess far exceeded that of ordinary advanced players, how long could he last in the oxygen-deprived environment?

 

"I told you I'd catch you no matter how you escaped." A voice with a chuckle came from ahead of him.

 

Wang Taidi slowly walks towards him.

 

This young man is much taller than Zhang Yiqin remembers, and his silhouette has grown so much that he should now be considered a youth.

 

Although he smiled, there was no warmth in his eyes, and that smile was as false as a mask.

 

Wang Taidi has a scar under his eye.

 

With the props and drugs available in the Advent world it was clearly easy to remove the scars, but for some reason he didn't do it.

 

Wang Taidi stands lazily a short distance away, watching Zhang Yiqin and polishing a snow-white dagger that looks more like an artefact than anything else.

 

But it was this dagger, which seemed more decorative than practical, that had just come close to slitting Zhang Yiqin's throat when he was caught off guard.

 

Zhang Yiqin tried to escape, but still could not get within one metre of himself.

 

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He stared angrily at Wang Taidi, his voice hoarse: "What gives you ...... the right to come after me?!"

 

Wang Taidi's smile remained unchanged and he let out a syllable, "Oh?"

 

Zhang Yiqin said with difficulty, "Why ...... is clearly a prop that we obtained together, Wang Ke ...... prefers to give it to you, he as the captain... . it's simply ...... selfish ......"

 

Wang Taidi, however, burst out laughing: "Ha ha ha, no need to make excuses for your greed, I know that he has given me my share and that he has not once taken more than his share of yours. And do not bother to justify your betrayal, for I am not here to debate with you."

 

Zhang Yiqin continued, "No, you listen to me ......"

 

As he said this, he found an opportunity to slap a stream of air at Wang Taidi.

 

But with serious injuries and lack of oxygen, the attacks are not as sharp as they used to be.

 

Wang Taidi dodged the attack easily and looked up at him, "Goodbye, no, never."

 

Zhang Yiqin panicked: "Wait ...... I told you what about Liang Sian's target? You still don't know, do you ...... he recently wanted to-"

 

" Zhang Yiqin, turn your head." Wang Taidi didn't listen to his nonsense and opened his mouth straight away, using his skills.

 

As if under some irresistible command, Zhang Yiqin's head involuntarily turns backwards.

 

His heart exploded with a sense of crisis and he desperately tried to stop the movement of his head.

 

With full resistance, his head-turning slows.

 

But it didn't last long, physical strength was not Zhang Yiqin's strength, and with the weakness and lack of oxygen that comes with serious injury, he soon felt the strain.

 

The head turned slowly backwards once more, and the sight was all yellow sand.

 

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Soon Zhang Yiqin felt the tightening of his muscles, the angle being the limit of the human body.

 

But the spinning of the head did not stop, as if it was being wrenched hard by invisible hands, and continued to spin backwards little by little.

 

The wound on his neck crumbled and blood was squeezed out continuously, staining the clothes on his body and splashing onto the yellow sand all over the ground.

 

Bones creaked, telling of the difficulty of holding themselves together, and muscles gave off a sharp, tearing pain as if they were about to break apart.

 

Zhang Yiqin's eyes grew frightened and he opened his mouth to plead for mercy, but no sound could come out.

 

He tried to struggle, to turn his body, but was completely unable to do so.

 

His head continued to turn backwards against his body's will, and the sensation was horrible.

 

Finally, there was a "click" and the crunching sound of bones snapping.

 

Zhang Yiqin's head is fully twisted to the back.

 

The blood that poured from the wound on his neck stained most of his body red, as if he were wearing a bloody suit.

 

His body crumpled, raising a cloud of yellow sand.

 

The expression on Zhang Yiqin's face, however, remains one of horror and fear of death.

 

The round eyes did not close for a long time.

 

Wang Taidi wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead and swallowed the little taste of blood in his throat.

 

Obviously such an operation was not easy for him either.

 

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He looked at the body on the floor and smiled up, "Thanks for the reminder, but I already knew that he was next."

 

After saying this, Wang Taidi sat down on his buttocks on the sand dune.

 

Ignoring the corpses that were being drowned in yellow sand next to them, and the horrified eyes of the other side.

 

He put away the dagger and took out the prop to contact Xiao Lan.

 

Xiao Lan's face appeared on the other end, looking like he was at the training ground: " Taidi, how are you doing?"

 

There was a little more warmth in Wang Taidi's eyes: "I'm fine."

 

Growing up, in fact, is painful and difficult.

 

The fighting has left him covered in dust, the killing has left him with blood on his hands, and he can never return to the carefree and happy days he once had.

 

But it feels good to have the power in your own hands.

 

Knowing Xiao Lan's character, Wang Taidi cut through the pleasantries and got straight to the point: "I've got the props to get into Sara's song and I'll be in in three days."

 

Xiao Lan was the only person who reached out to him in a desperate situation and he didn't really want to put himself in danger with them.

 

But he is not confident enough to think that he alone can save Wang Ke from Sara's song, and for his brother's safety, he must turn to his most trusted friend.

 

Xiao Lan nodded, "I'll be there, and Fei Luo will be there too, do you mind?"

 

Wang Taidi couldn't help but smile, "I don't mind, you're always together and I'd appreciate it if he would help. But don't you want to ask me why I'm in such a hurry to get in?"

 

Xiao Lan said, "You must have your own reasons, if you'd like to tell me now, all ears."

 

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Wang Taidi says, "There were two traitors in my brother's group, I took care of one, but one has been hiding deep and hard to find. Recently I heard word that he too seems to know that my brother is still alive and is preparing to enter Sara's Song again."

 

"He should be targeting my brother's sword - [Bloodbath], which is a pretty top-notch rare item and still unbound."

 

As the old saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food.

 

If the temptation is great enough, there are madmen who will dare to gamble their lives.

 

If this guy gets in there and looks for [Bloodshed], Wang Ke will be in a very bad way, which is why Wang Taidi is in such a hurry to get there before he does.

 

Xiao Lan asked rhetorically, "You're telling me this without fearing that I'll turn on [Bloodshed] too?"

 

Wang Taidi shrugged, "Would you?"

 

Xiao Lan gently strokes the [Bone of Disobedience] in his hand. Nothing can replace it in terms of its quality or its significance to him.

 

Wang Taidi winked at him and gave an address, "I'll see you in three days, and I'll give you the relevant information then."

 

Xiao Lan nodded, "Good."

 

The author has something to say.

 

Now insert an interim news item.

 

Wang Taidi was already more than a head taller than Wang Ke by this time.

 

--Gossip reporter Bai Tang hides behind the sand dunes to bring you this report.

 

 

 

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