Chapter 228: Chapter 222: You Can’t Handle a Bug Like This! Let Your Senior Brother Handle It for You
"First Brother, this magic treasure of yours is really useful!"
Wang Xiedi asked in a low voice.
"Mr. Dong entered a secret realm, and we can all follow him!"
Su Ling’er was inwardly stunned.
She could sense that although the aura of that figure wasn’t weak, it was nothing compared to the oppressive feeling her First Brother gave her.
Lin Qingfeng watched this scene and sucked in a sharp breath.
’No way.’
’Is this one of those hidden encounters where a River God gives you treasure?’
’Good thing I made it in time!’
’If I’d waited for him to come out with the goods, the opportunity would’ve been long gone!’
’As expected of [Strong Luck]. I can even stumble into a place like this just by avoiding a boss!’
He stopped watching and instantly teleported over to Dong Changsheng’s side.
Then he shoved him aside.
’What’s going on?’
’I’ve finally reached this fated land of opportunity, so how did this group manage to follow me?!’
Before he could even speak, Lin Qingfeng’s voice rang out:
"This kind of opportunity is too much for you to handle! Let your big brother handle it for you!"
With that, Lin Qingfeng prepared to step in and farm a wave of equipment.
But to avoid any mishaps, he didn’t take out one of his own precious treasures. Instead, he pulled a completely empty storage ring from his bag and threw it into the river with a PLOP.
He wanted to see if the River God would respond to something he dropped.
However, the River God completely ignored him. It turned to Dong Changsheng with a benevolent expression and spoke again in an extremely slow tone:
"Oh, honest young man~, was it this ordinary Wooden Sword you dropped~, this sharp iron sword~, or perhaps this valuable silver sword?"
Lin Qingfeng’s face darkened.
’You’ve got to be kidding me.’
’It’s a targeted encounter?’
’Does it have to be triggered by Dong Changsheng?’
’In that case, I’ll do it this way!’
A glint flashed in Lin Qingfeng’s eyes, and he discreetly activated [Thousand Threads Puppet Show]!
By the riverbank, Dong Changsheng’s body suddenly went rigid.
The next second, he charged at the River God with an agility completely different from before!
Inside, his mind was screaming!
’What is happening?’
’Why can’t I control my own body? Why can’t I speak?’
’Did First Brother take control of me?’
The River God didn’t seem to have reacted yet. It was still holding up the three swords, preparing to slowly ask the same question again.
Meanwhile, Lin Qingfeng had sealed Dong Changsheng’s throat, preventing him from making any sound that might ruin his fun.
"Dong Changsheng" was seen snatching all three swords from the River God’s hands. Without a second glance, he tossed them all back into the river!
After doing all this, "Dong Changsheng" pointed at the river’s surface, striking an innocent pose that seemed to say, "I dropped my stuff again."
The River God blinked its vacant eyes, looking from the river to Dong Changsheng. Its logic-processing module seemed to be facing a massive challenge.
But it still dutifully sank back into the water.
A moment later, it resurfaced, holding even more swords.
"Oh, honest young man~, did you drop this set of a wooden sword, an iron sword, and a silver sword; or this set of an iron sword, a silver sword, and a gold sword; or perhaps this set of a silver sword, a gold sword, and a flying sword~?"
Su Ling’er and Wang Xiedi were dumbfounded by this scene.
"Wait... you can play like this?!" Wang Xiedi exclaimed.
A storm raged in Su Ling’er’s heart: ’This... this is no longer just some simple demonic art!’
’Can this fiend truly toy with the spiritual will of a secret realm in the palm of his hand?!’
’Is he torturing this River God, forcing it to hand over more treasures?!’
’How terrifying!’
Lin Qingfeng’s operation wasn’t over yet.
He once again controlled "Dong Changsheng" to rush forward, snatch the swords, and throw them into the river—all in one smooth motion.
The River God once again dazedly sank down and came back up. The number of swords in its hands had increased, and their quality was getting higher and higher.
Wood, Iron, Silver, Gold, Flying, Low-grade Spirit, Mid-grade Spirit, High-grade Spirit, Peak-grade Spirit, Ancient...
Repeating this cycle over and over, Lin Qingfeng controlled Dong Changsheng, continuously exploiting the River God’s bug.
This continued until the River God surfaced once more, this time holding an [Ancient Sword] that emanated a primeval aura!
Lin Qingfeng’s eyes lit up, and he had Dong Changsheng repeat the same trick.
Farm! Keep farming!
Dozens of [Ancient Swords] and hundreds of other precious swords of various grades floated around the River God, shimmering with spiritual light and radiating an overwhelming aura of treasure.
Finally, no matter how many times "Dong Changsheng" threw the swords back, the River God would only sink down dazedly and resurface with the same number of swords. It seemed the reward pool had been completely emptied.
Looking at the maxed-out number of swords, Lin Qingfeng glanced between Dong Changsheng and the River God, and a brilliant idea flashed through his mind.
’Since I can’t farm any more items... what about farming the NPC itself?’
"Dong Changsheng’s" body moved again!
Su Ling’er and Wang Xiedi were confused.
’What is First Brother going to do now?!’
’Hasn’t this River God in front of us already stopped giving out items?’
"Dong Changsheng" was seen roaring as he charged the River God, but this time he didn’t snatch the swords. Instead, he grabbed the River God’s shoulders with both hands!
The River God looked at him dazedly, as if wanting to ask something: "Young man~..."
Before it could finish, the Dong Changsheng controlled by Lin Qingfeng swung it into the air, spun it around seven or eight times, and threw it back into the river with a giant SPLASH.
...
And then.
The next second, three River God heads popped out of the water.
But their hair ornaments had changed to shimmering gold, silver, and bronze, respectively.
The three heads emerged from the water, their bodies seemingly stuck in a bug. They began to twitch uncontrollably, vibrating up and down at high speed while emitting a meaningless electronic sound from their mouths:
"D-D-D-D-D-D..."
The frequency of the vibrations grew faster and faster, until...
POP!
The three River Gods exploded simultaneously!
Lin Qingfeng facepalmed.
’Sigh, are these River Gods you designed for the game really this fragile?’
’I just made three of you appear at the same time.’
’You couldn’t even handle that? Well, as long as the swords are still here.’
Meanwhile, Su Ling’er, Wang Xiedi, and the other players watched this scene, their jaws nearly hitting the floor.
Wang Xiedi stared, completely gobsmacked.
"Hey!!!! First Brother! How could you play with him until he exploded! That’s not right!!!"
Su Ling’er felt a chill run down her spine.
’It’s over... First Brother didn’t just torture him; when he couldn’t get anything more, he destroyed the body to erase all evidence!’
’What kind of demonic behavior is this!’
However, the mountain of precious swords didn’t vanish with the River God.
They began to hum, their tips all turning in unison to aim at Dong Changsheng, who had been tossed aside by Lin Qingfeng!
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH—!
...
「Near the Transmission Hall of the Guixi Sect.」
Ye Longtao and his group were fleeing for their lives.
He was about to channel his Spiritual Power for Sword Control, preparing to abandon the group of outer-sect trash behind him and escape on his own.
Because the figure behind him was in relentless pursuit.
It was "Mr. Qian"!
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