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Chapter 158: 121 Getting More and More Interesting (Third Update)_2



But that’s okay, corruption and the seduction of people into downfall are the specialties of the Evil God.

With millions of warriors here, not every warrior is a valiant hero, always some who couldn’t resist temptation, then bow down to power.

Among these warriors, the Female Evil God chose a warrior.

The inner thoughts of these warriors couldn’t be read, but through their actions, the Female Evil God could roughly understand the logic behind this warrior’s behavior.

Compared to those who followed the rules, this warrior seemed to be more unorthodox.

He would often rush headlong into the Shadows to confront monsters, just to test new Divine Artifacts on himself.

Like others, he too could build structures, but his constructions often didn’t align with other warriors’ ideas, because his buildings could frequently be seen being ruthlessly torn down by others as soon as they were erected.

Sometimes, other warriors couldn’t help but step forward, give the guy a thorough beating, and then throw him into the Shadow Tide. However, he would quickly resurrect elsewhere and continue his inexplicable activities with vigorous energy.

After watching for a while, the Female Evil God found his pattern of action quite interesting.

Although it looked like mischief, his antics had a strong purpose, and in the process of fooling around, he would suddenly become fierce and unstoppable.

In such a state, the Shadows could hardly harm him, and he could even withstand hundreds of waves of attack, clearing all the surrounding Shadows before finally falling to a greater tide of Shadows.

However, he wouldn’t continue with the same routine but would start experimenting with other Divine Artifacts and return to his previous state.

After observing for a long time, the Female Evil God felt that this guy must be the warrior among the group assigned to research.

He was smart and full of yearning for power, such a guy especially susceptible to being beguiled by power, to become a pawn for the Female Evil God.

Having formulated a plan in her mind, a mass of Shadows beneath her skirt was severed and transformed into an enchanting woman as it hit the ground.

This woman embodied all the beautiful fantasies of the world. Any sentient being could see the most beautiful vision of the opposite sex that conformed to their own aesthetic from her.

As the target resurrected and began to jump around wildly again, this woman waited on his inevitable path and fell to the ground as he approached.

With previous observations, the Female Evil God had mastered the language of these Angel Envoys. As her Avatar, the woman knew it as well.

As he drew near, the woman immediately reached out her hand, emitting a perfectly pitiful cry.

“Oh, valiant warrior, save me!”

Hearing this voice, Xiemen Waidao stopped.

Holding a torch, he glanced at his headset and then at the woman in the darkness before he couldn’t help but ask in the “Morals Aid Group” QQ group, “Who’s got a new skin?”

“Play the game like a normal person, will you? What’s with the crazy act?” a group member replied annoyedly, “And Xiemen Waidao, I’m warning you, if you try out so-called ‘new strategies’ and turn our base into a KTV again, I’ll face you in a real-person PK!”

“You talk as if you could find me.”

“I don’t need to find you to PK with you! And there were no bunny girls at your KTV, was that even a KTV?!”

“You’ve completely missed the point! If you’re unsatisfied, go cosplay it yourself!”

“There’s no costume, alright!”

“So, you’re totally missing the point!”

The Morals Aid Group was a QQ group Xiemen Waidao joined while playing “Healer,” and it’s still very active now.

However, “Healer” has now entered a stable phase, the revolution has moved to consolidating its territory, and expelling the Disease toward a peaceful stage.

These “Healers” log in daily just to fight Disease Beasts, purify the land, exchange merit for food, tease the nearby Mukuai – that’s about it.

While waiting, they’d take the chance to play “Dark Builder” with their buddies in the group, an activity they really enjoyed.

The only downside was that “Dark Builder” had no VR version, which meant friends who bought VR devices could only play it on their PCs for the time being.

After messing around in the group for a while, someone curiously asked, “Xiemen Waidao, what’s this sudden question about new skins all about?”

“Oh, I saw a female NPC appear and thought one of our companions was playing cosplay with a new skin.”

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[Is this some kind of April Fool’s joke that’s arrived too early?]

Xiemen Waidao: [Check this out.]

A mysteriously appearing female NPC.jpg.

Even though it was already eleven o’clock at night, seeing such an image still blew up the chat with a ton of reactions.

After carefully examining the image that Xiemen Waidao shared, they all agreed: although it’s pixelated, this gal actually looks pretty good.

[Eighty percent chance it’s an Easter egg, I’ve never seen another NPC like this before.]

[Why don’t you try talking to her, see if you can get a quest or something?] a player suggested.

[So the quest reward is her clothes?] Xiemen Waidao responded.

[Sss… This fellow has the makings of an emperor!]

[No, why should we play the good guys? Isn’t it easier to just rob her of her clothes?]

[This one’s a heavyweight.]

[How about this, we take the quest, pretend we’re good people and try to escort her home, then rob her whole family, seize her husband, and take over her property, how’s that?]

[I have no objections to the rest, but seizing her husband? What the hell? You’re getting me excited.]

[Yeah, yeah, bullying men and domineering over women is so last season. Bullying women and domineering over men, that’s the current trend!]

Watching the nonsensical comments of his group mates, Xiemen Waidao felt like he might be too normal, too out of sync with this group.

By the way, do you guys even remember what our chat group is called?

Taking the majority’s opinions into account, Xiemen Waidao shared his game screen, then moved up close to try to interact with the NPC as if dealing with an item. He saw the character on-screen automatically asking the question he had in mind: “How can I assist you?”

The game was quite advanced.

The quickly growing impatient Evil God Avatar sighed with relief, then nervously said, “I’ve been separated from my clan, and I don’t know where they’ve gone. Can you take me back to your base, and then help me find my clan together with your comrades?”

“I could, but what will you give me in return?”

“I have a family heirloom…”

“Hand it over.”

“Eh? But you haven’t even…”

“Hand it over, and I’ll protect you.”

After a moment of contemplation, the Evil God Avatar hesitantly took out a gemstone and handed it to Xiemen Waidao.

Having secured the gemstone, Xiemen Waidao didn’t hesitate for a second, pulling out his gold, Spiritual Energy-crafted spear that had been upgraded fifteen times with armor-piercing capabilities, then impaled the NPC with it.

“What!” The Evil God Avatar looked at Xiemen Waidao in disbelief. “Why…”

“When we first met, how did you know I had comrades? And with this place being so dangerous, a sudden appearance of an NPC, especially a weak woman, definitely spells trouble.”

As he watched the NPC dissolve into a cloud of Shadows and vanish, Xiemen Waidao nodded, “I knew something was off.”

[Hold on, Xiemen Waidao, even if there was something fishy, didn’t you think twice before acting?]

[Why should I hesitate?]

[I’ve seen you treat Mukuai1234 quite well; I thought you were the kind to cherish fragility and beauty.]

[You just said it’s Mukuai1234. I’m obviously going to treat her differently from other NPCs.]

[Oh, I see. But you weren’t wrong, there was indeed something off about that one. And that gemstone you got, what is it?]

[I don’t know.] Staring at the gemstone in his backpack, Xiemen Waidao also couldn’t figure out what it was for.

But it seemed the game was becoming more interesting.

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