Ten Thousand Ways To Eliminate Players-Chapter 50 - 0 Growing Players

As Dumbelldore expected, when he logged back in, the players in Jiamucheng were already waiting for him on his route. Even the Hidden Guards leveling up in the City Lord’s Mansion had all run out to join in the fun. Why not make friends with a grandmaster by participating in a staged play and spending a coin?

「...」

After leaving the toilet, Dumbelldore walked confidently down the street. He had barely taken two steps when a player called Well Does Not Move approached him. The player winked at Dumbelldore, then tripped his right foot with his left, falling to the ground with a THUD. "Ouch, my leg! Can anyone help me up?"

Tripping over nothing? Dumbelldore watched Well Does Not Move clutching his leg and wailing, his own mouth going dry. Is he insulting my intelligence?

But still, embarrassing as it was, he had to play the part.

Dumbelldore braced himself and rushed forward. "Brother, I can help you up. Are you willing to pay one coin for the effort?"

"I am willing!" Well Does Not Move sounded like a devout believer meeting a priest, his tone impassioned, his acting cringeworthy to the extreme.

In an instant, the surroundings fell silent.

I want to die! What kind of rotten idea did I come up with?! Why do the things Lin Bai organizes always embarrass others, while I always have to personally experience this unbearable humiliation?

The corners of Dumbelldore’s eyes twitched violently. He put on a smile and resolutely helped Well Does Not Move up.

"Thank you, you’re such a kind-hearted person." Well Does Not Move got up smoothly and handed a prepared coin into Dumbelldore’s palm.

Before Dumbelldore could react, Well Does Not Move had already cupped his fist and announced loudly to the onlookers, "Establishing a new standard of civility, I’ll lead the way with good deeds! Everyone, friends and neighbors, the Chef’s Divine Food Stall welcomes you!"

What the duck!

Dumbelldore was going crazy. He quickly switched to the private chat channel: "What the heck are you doing?"

"Promoting for you, Big Bro!" Well Does Not Move sent back a smug look. "Brother Deng, no need to thank me. This is what I should do."

FML! I’m on a quest! Did I ask you to advertise for me?

Dumbelldore roared internally. He had never been so embarrassed in his entire life, even if it was just a bunch of NPCs around!

What a game this is. I haven’t gained much experience, but my hide has certainly been toughened.

The worst part was that he couldn’t even explain.

After all, on the forum, the account ’Dumbelldore’ was a renowned marketing expert, and he ostensibly owned thirty percent of the restaurant.

Most importantly, his recruitment post on the forum was also made in the name of marketing.

For Pete’s sake!

「...」

Meanwhile, Zhang Bao stood with pen and paper at the ready, asking a blank-faced Zhang Dashan, "Dashan, does this count as a success?"

Zhang Dashan nodded in bewilderment. "I guess so. The Shopkeeper always operates in unexpected ways. He wouldn’t let Little Deng come out and do good deeds for no reason. This must be the Shopkeeper’s new method to attract business."

「...」

At the back of the crowd, watching the two players perform their skit, Lin Bai almost burst out laughing. He truly hadn’t expected Dumbelldore to pull such a stunt.

But, well, it was fine.

If he dared to keep this act up, he would definitely embody the virtues of a gentleman, absolutely enough to fool the System...

After admiring Dumbelldore’s audacious stunt, Lin Bai couldn’t be bothered to follow anymore. He had more important things to do than spend all day watching the antics of players.

「...」

Meanwhile, Crispy Rice and Sticky Rice had located the Beggar Gang’s lair.

Facing a den of beggars, Crispy Rice stepped forward. "Who’s the leader here?"

"It’s you two?" Liu Quan recognized Crispy Rice and Sticky Rice at a glance. He sneered, "So you managed to escape from the City Lord’s Mansion. Not bad. Brothers..."

His words were cut short.

SHUK!

Crispy Rice pulled out his newly purchased dagger and, with a clean and decisive movement, stabbed Sticky Rice in the heart.

Blood spurted out.

Sticky Rice collapsed weakly to the ground, several mouthfuls of fresh blood gushing from her lips. She died with her eyes wide open.

After practicing basic Martial Arts in the City Lord’s Mansion for two days, Crispy Rice had reached Level 2. His strength was far greater than that of an ordinary person, and a blow to a vital spot could easily be fatal.

This sudden turn of events stunned all the restless beggars.

Liu Quan’s expression changed several times, his voice trembling slightly. "You... What are you trying to do? You killed someone! Don’t think you can escape..."

"Are you the one in charge?" Crispy Rice asked.

"I am." Liu Quan kept glancing at Sticky Rice’s body on the ground and subconsciously nodded.

"From now on, this area is under my protection. Any problems with that?" Crispy Rice said calmly, wiping the blood off his dagger on Sticky Rice’s corpse.

"On what grounds?" Little Beggar Li Er Gou stuck his neck out and retorted.

"On the grounds that I’m more ruthless than all of you," Crispy Rice replied.

The group of beggars was collectively stunned. Is he insane? Who kills their own companion just to act tough?

Liu Quan’s face was sullen as he gritted his teeth. "A life for a life! The evidence is irrefutable! Seize him and take him to the City Lord’s Mansion!"

"See you in a bit," Crispy Rice sneered, then turned and ran.

"Damn, what a lunatic!" Liu Quan cursed in frustration as he watched Crispy Rice bolt off. He then kicked Li Er Gou beside him. "Er Gou, go check if that woman is still alive!"

Li Er Gou approached Sticky Rice, nervously reached a trembling hand under her nose, and then shook his head. "Boss, she’s dead."

"You’re the one who’s dead!" Liu Quan snapped, his face dark. "Two of you, take her and throw her into the well out back. Clean up the blood. Damn this bad luck!"

"Aren’t we reporting this to the officials?" Li Er Gou asked.

"Report my ass!" Liu Quan looked extremely upset. "Are we not in enough trouble already?"

Two beggars carried Sticky Rice’s body to the backyard. THUD! They dumped her into a dry well, each muttering about the bad luck, and returned to the front hall.

Before they could report back to Liu Quan, both of them froze on the spot.

The figures standing at the door... if not the two who had just been there, who else could they be?

"A ghost!" With a piercing shriek, one of the beggars’ eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

"Can we talk now?" Crispy Rice asked, smiling at Liu Quan.

"Who... who exactly are you people?" Liu Quan stammered, sneaking glances at Sticky Rice who stood beside Crispy Rice, sweat pouring down his face. He wasn’t sure if she was a human or a ghost at this point.

"Nonsense, we’re humans, of course," Sticky Rice said, rolling her eyes at him.

"To be precise, we’re the Undying Body," Crispy Rice said, fiddling with the dagger in his hand. "Submit to us, or we’ll kill you one by one. Speaking of which, we still have a score to settle!"

"It’s a trick! It must be a trick of the eye!" Liu Quan cried hysterically.

"Even if it is a trick, do you dare to bet on it?" Crispy Rice sneered, drawing another dagger and handing it to Sticky Rice beside him.

Dying once means losing a level! Killing a teammate as a sacrifice is something you do once, at most. Doing it again would be truly idiotic.

They had no other choice.

The beggars were well-coordinated. Even though they had learned basic Martial Arts from the City Lord’s Mansion, if they were to truly fight the beggars head-on, they might lose several lives before managing to kill them all...

Subduing them by force was definitely impossible. Besides, if they killed them all, they’d have no one left to command.

Beggars don’t respawn. It’s not like the two of them could just go out and recruit people off the streets to form a new Beggar Gang, could they?

After much thought, bluffing with their Undying Body seemed the most suitable approach.

This was the only ace up their sleeve at the moment.

Fortunately, their levels were low. Dying once meant a day’s effort to recover, a loss they could easily bear.

The only good thing about this game was that the NPCs had their own thoughts; one could gain benefits through negotiation.

Looking at the brazen pair, Liu Quan felt an unspeakable frustration. What in the world was happening?

He didn’t dare to take the gamble!

After all, he had seen that woman die and come back to life with his own eyes.

What if they’re telling the truth? Being a beggar is still a way to live! Besides, their lives aren’t too bad right now...

"I’ll count to three," Crispy Rice said, holding up his fingers. "One... two..."

"Alright, I agree," Liu Quan interrupted him in despair, swallowing hard. "But I have one condition."

"Speak," Crispy Rice said.

"Great heroes, I’m willing to be your subordinate, but you have to change your habit of killing your own people," Liu Quan said, his face mournful. "We only have one life each; we can’t afford you causing such disasters!"

「...」

[Task: Big Brother Has The Last Say (Completed), Reward: Qi Yun +2 (Claimed)]

The moment Liu Quan surrendered, a task completion notification sounded in Lin Bai’s mind.

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