Source Star players didn’t have many items, but the system had a compensation mechanism—no items meant points would be converted and paid to the winner.
This was practically robbery in broad daylight.
“So what do we do?”
Fu Songcheng spread both hands, looking at the waiter with feigned helplessness and innocence. “He’s terribly stubborn. I can’t control him either—my words don’t carry any weight with him.”
[??????]
[Fu Songcheng, put your hand on your conscience and say that again?! Your words don’t carry weight?!]
[Holy crap! I was just wondering how that brainless, bad-acting fool Yu Huaiting suddenly got clever and figured out how to exploit such a vicious system bug!]
[I can read lips! I’ll testify! Half an hour ago in the corner of the hall, it was Fu Songcheng leaning close to Yu Huaiting’s ear, teaching him to farm points!]
[One on the second floor running a solo slaughter, one on the first floor doing mass distribution—did you two come for a friendship instance or to stock up on goods?!]
[The one above, be confident—they’re treating the instance like an ATM (cries)]
Meanwhile, in Yu Huaiting’s neighboring solo livestream, the bullet comments were even hotter.
With a flick of his mind, Yu Huaiting activated his skill on the dozen-plus players cornered against the wall before him.
[System Notification: Player Yu Huaiting uses skill ‘Shadow.’ Current targets: 14 people.]
[System Notification: Player Yu Huaiting initiates ‘Truth or Dare’ against targets.]
The fourteen with nowhere left to retreat trembled as they looked at the youth before them with the wicked smile and raised greatsword.
“F-fifth time… Ancestor, living ancestor! I really don’t have a single drop left!”
A burly player collapsed straight to his knees in despair. “My buff gem went to you, my heart-protection mirror went to you, even my lucky necklace went to you! Please, just switch to someone else!”
That was definitely a Blue Star player.
A girl beside him also quavered: “I really have no items left…”
Yu Huaiting blinked those big, clear, innocent eyes and pouted somewhat aggrievedly.
“A bet’s a bet. It’s just a game—you cooperate and I won’t kill you. Games should be played to the fullest.”
As he spoke, his wrist flicked.
The greatsword’s blade hummed.
“Since nobody wants to pick Dare anymore, then this time let’s pick Truth. You all tell the truth, I’ll tell a lie.”
Yu Huaiting revealed an extremely well-behaved smile.
Everyone: “…”
“Not talking? Then I’ll start asking?”
“What is one plus one?”
The question Fu Songcheng had asked Yu Huaiting was now being tossed to the players before him in this teasing manner.
Those who answered 2 got beaten up by him and voluntarily conceded to a duel; those who answered otherwise got off the hook.
[System Notification: Group duel over. Defeated party: 14 people total.]
[Settling…]
[Player Yu Huaiting obtains points x2,000.]
[Player Yu Huaiting obtains D-rank Item: Gaudy Bow Tie.]
[Player Yu Huaiting obtains E-rank Item…]
A string of system notifications flooded madly across Yu Huaiting’s mind.
The viewers in Yu Huaiting’s livestream were already about to laugh themselves to death.
[The fourteen unlucky bastards: Please, just switch to someone else!]
[Laughing to death]
[I said it—this is a bandit-and-thug duo!]
On the second-floor balcony.
Fu Songcheng turned to the waiter beside him, who was about to faint, and said perfunctorily in consolation, “This instance only lasts two hours. There’s a little over an hour left—it’ll be over soon. Bear with it.”
The waiter watched the chaos in the hall escalating, yet was helpless against this composed “chief culprit” on the balcony.
Just then, Yu Huaiting—at the center of the storm—turned around cheerfully as if nothing had happened, hefting his greatsword and preparing to find the next group of “victims.”
And the dozen-plus people who’d just been fleeced down to their underwear had hurried off before the settlement. You could classify the players just by their expressions: Blue Star players looked furious and gritted their teeth; the Source Star players mixed among them, though regretful, clearly didn’t have such strong emotional reactions.
A few Source Star players even glanced up as they ran, their gazes locking onto Fu Songcheng on the second floor.
“Truly sinister…”
“That’s that guy’s teammate!”
One Source Star player, not minding the fuss, pointed at Fu Songcheng and shouted loudly.
[It’s over, it’s over—this has stirred up public outrage.]
[Someone on the Source Star forums has already started a thread exposing them, titled “Fu Songcheng and Yu Huaiting Victims’ Alliance.”]
[Even so… why does it feel so satisfying to watch?]
[Satisfying how?! I spent three months of allowance on a ticket just to see Fu Songcheng up close, and Yu Huaiting pointed a sword at me and forced me to answer what one plus one is—refund!]
Fu Songcheng lowered his eyes. He couldn’t care less about the Blue Star players’ anger—the law of the jungle was truth, and if you got outsmarted because you were weaker, you could only blame your own stupidity.
But the Source Star players’ feelings—he couldn’t completely ignore those.
Had to give them a sweet date.
Fu Songcheng patted the waiter and, in front of him, called out loudly: “Yu Huaiting.”
The voice wasn’t that loud, but shortly after Yu Huaiting heard it, he came.
He walked up to Fu Songcheng and, without a word, started transferring points. Fu Songcheng likewise returned the wristband to him at the first opportunity.
Originally, having Yu Huaiting give all his items to Fu Songcheng was out of worry that he’d cause trouble outside and not be able to handle it. Now it seemed that had been unnecessary.
In under an hour, with Fu Songcheng’s wicked ideas backing him up, Yu Huaiting had reasonably robbed 34,600 points, plus over seventy low-grade items.
Add what they’d originally had, and their points now totaled fifty thousand.
Fu Songcheng looked at the newly added point numbers on the system panel, very satisfied.
“Quite good.”
“Hmph.”
Yu Huaiting instead pretended to be aloof, giving a light humph as if it were a trifle—though the corners of his mouth were already impossible to suppress.
Fu Songcheng quickly browsed the shop, his gaze locking onto a product called the “Shattered Star Blind Box.”
This thing’s price was extremely low—3,000 points bought a big bag—and it was filled with low-grade gems with negligible attributes, like [Charm +1 Pink Rhinestone] or [Agility +1 Cheap Wind Stone].
For high-level players, it was a complete IQ tax—after all, attributes could be added directly from the attribute panel, and using gems was more trouble than it was worth.
But for the Source Star players who were just here for fun, sending them a little instance specialty to soothe them wouldn’t hurt.
Fu Songcheng glanced at the nearby waiter NPC, who’d breathed a sigh of relief. “How much is your salary?”
The waiter NPC was also a Source Star player here for the experience, but he’d had bad luck and been assigned as an NPC. He had to maintain instance order, or he might lose his experience slot.
He hadn’t been afraid when he’d gone to beg Fu Songcheng to rein in Yu Huaiting, but now that Fu Songcheng had proactively struck up conversation, the waiter NPC panicked instead.
Something abnormal meant something fishy…
Sure enough, he heard Fu Songcheng speak: “You should have 3,000 points, right?”
[System Notification: 3,000 points deducted. Obtained [Shattered Star Blind Box (Large Bag)] x1.]
A heavy brocade pouch appeared out of thin air in Fu Songcheng’s hand, multicolored faint light glowing through it.
He turned to Yu Huaiting. “Come downstairs with me.”
“Mm!”
Leaving behind the robbed waiter NPC.
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