Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 812 - 811: Mammoth

If you have money, it's natural to spend it.

Li Ang logged into Game Square, looked around, and after confirming the direction, headed toward the game shop.

Previously, the auction house still had perfect-grade equipment for sale, but now the third stage is approaching, and the few perfect-grade items have been bought by various large forces,

even if their members can't use them right now or they're not suitable, they can't let other forces buy them.

Some exceptionally powerful excellent-grade equipment has also been marked at prices like 9999, which are basically unsellable—the sellers aren't looking to make money but plan to barter for equipment of the same level,

marking high prices just to attract attention, much like the trick used on Xianyu.

Hmm... Fortunately, the auction house is monitored by the System, preventing the auction of items that aren't extraordinary; otherwise, it could really become like Xianyu, full of bizarre items uploaded just to attract traffic to sellers.

Like skin peeled off Ultraman, a Ming Dynasty microwave-safe bowl, a Titanic photo by Tang Bohu, a dead mosquito with only one leg (because the seller's blood and bones are inside its belly, it's sold for a high price of fifty), Godzilla-infused liquor, cigarette butts with celebrity DNA (buy them and clone celebrities, raise a dozen at home, form a boy band with no problem...)

One of Chaichai's leisure activities is browsing Xianyu's second-hand trading platform to see what strange buyers and sellers are up to recently.

"Hey, hey, hey, take a look."

"What am I looking at?"

"It's that person! Dragon Head White Lab Coat! You don't know?"

As Li Ang walked down the street, curious glances kept coming his way, accompanied by constant whispers.

Recently, Li Ang's reputation is subtly growing bigger and bigger.

Not only because he's the owner of the Immaculate Furnace Shop, where many players on the forum recommend newcomers to purchase cost-effective magic potions and surgery projects (not just Chaichai with a smurf account, but also returning customers posting praise),

but also because he's confirmed his place in the top three hundred, and the opponents he defeated earlier have recently achieved good results, further highlighting his strength.

A player not attached to any force being able to occupy the top seventy or even higher on the leaderboard is simply the idol, model, and exemplar for all lone wolves.

However, due to the special nature of player identities, no one steps up to talk to Li Ang or ask for his autograph—doing so among unknown players would only invite annoyance and hostility.

Li Ang doesn't care much about the gazes and discussions around him, as he experienced it every day when going to school before, so he feels nothing about it.

"Brother Li?"

A familiar voice came from the left front, and Li Ang turned his head to see Wanli Fengdao, wearing his signature beach shorts.

"Little Brother Dao."

Li Ang smiled, stepped forward, and high-fived Wanli Fengdao, "What have you been busy with lately?"

"Just normal work."

Wanli Fengdao flipped his palm, pulled out a pack of red-shelled cigarettes from the void, offered one to Li Ang, which was politely declined, and then lit one himself. As he puffed smoke, he said, "I could have continued participating in the Door Contest, but unfortunately, I didn't handle the first round well, missing promotion by two levels.

By the way, I saw that Miss Liu and you have both reached the third round?"

"I was just lucky; I didn't face any particularly strong opponents in the second round."

Li Ang waved his hand dismissively, "If I faced the top few dozen players consecutively, I'd probably lose four or five matches and be eliminated directly."

Hearing this, Wanli Fengdao grinned, assuming the other was just being modest, and said nothing more.

After the Sky Fighting Arena segment ended last time, he participated in a training simulation battle with Xing Hechou and others against the [Mountain and Sea·Kui Ox] mecha piloted by Ding Zhensi.

Even with four Special Affairs Bureau Lv20+ players ganging up on [Mountain and Sea·Kui Ox], despite not using lethal moves, they were still suppressed by Ding Zhensi.

After several rounds of training simulation, Little Brother Dao was very aware of how terrifying that mecha's upper limit was.

He naturally understood that Li Ang, who could defeat [Mountain and Sea·Kui Ox] 10:0 at the time, had unfathomable real strength.

Even stronger than the outside world thought.

However, the [Mountain and Sea] mecha, after several rounds of strengthening and adjustments, and its pilot, are now different...

As for Liu Wu Dai, from what Wanli Fengdao knew, she seemed to have reached some consensus with the Mule privately, renting several pieces of perfect and excellent-grade equipment, making promotion unsurprising.

Cash power at work.

"By the way, who is this..."

Li Ang looked at the short person next to Wanli Fengdao, wearing a mammoth headgear.

"This is my little brother."

Wanli Fengdao patted the shoulder of the mammoth head, a bit helplessly, "I wanted him to join the Special Affairs Bureau, but he wouldn't, insisted on joining the Sword King Court."

A muffled neutral voice came from inside the mammoth headgear, and the short person looked up, somewhat defiant, placing hands on hips, saying, "If you use a sword, of course, you should join the Sword King Court.

President Zhan Lu is so handsome, ranked 19th, even overpowered the European Heavy Industry Group's [Breeding Homomorph] across levels.

Sword Qi spanning three thousand miles, one sword shining over nineteen states.

Such a man is truly inspiring."

"Well, when you were a kid, you used to eat your own boogers, didn't you? Why don't you join the Olly G Team?" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Wanli Fengdao, annoyed, flicked a knuckle at the mammoth-headed guy's head, "Look, I use a sword too, but I didn't join the Sword King Court, did I?"

The short guy with the mammoth headgear rubbed his head in protest, "That's because they didn't want you. The Sword King Court members dress so stylishly when they go out. You're wearing beach shorts all the time, showing off your hairy legs—it's indecent."

"Hey, how can you talk to your elders like that?"

Wanli Fengdao's face darkened even further, just about to scold the other, when a discussion erupted around them.

"Wow, look, it's the Syndicate."

"Whoa, it's really them."

"Number 2 on the personal power rankings, Lose Control, 15 is Tai Hao, 30 is Amber, 32 is Raging Fire, 53 is Witch, 59 is Wang Hu, 66 is Supercritical, 72 is Nasir, 94 is Pulsating Thorn Pulse...

Syndicate alone holds nine of the top hundred spots in personal rankings, almost a tenth, and they're all top-tier guys.

They're more terrifying than behemoths like the Special Affairs Bureau or the European Heavy Industry Group..."

"It's incredible, where did these people come from? You've never heard of these names before, and Syndicate hasn't even entered the top ten in the guild rankings, meaning their total number is low and each one is the elite among elites. How could they hide like this?"

People around whispered among themselves, their attention suddenly shifting from Li Ang to the thirteen passing Syndicate disciples (Amber and Raging Fire shared one of the twelve seats), and some even backed up a few steps, clearly opening their player panels, likely using the friend system to inform someone about it.