Turns out, that final beam of white light hadn’t missed the weapon by accident! It looped wide, bypassing the block, and slammed straight into the warrior’s face!
A Level 7 Warrior—high damage, high HP—couldn’t be downed by two Holy Light Peas. His weapon swung heavy and fierce, impossible to deflect with the Pea’s minimal physical force.
What was the Holy Light Pea skill? No time to explain!
Three fireballs were inches from Yingning. Her hand nearly brushed the green weapon. If she teleported it to her inventory, no matter how many deaths she’d suffered, this play would be worth it!
The enemy had pooled the entire Guild’s resources for this green gear set! Not just any pieces—every stat and bonus made them top-tier green equipment!
Yujianlin was an idiot. To one-shot Yingning, he’d paraded the Guild’s entire stash in Newbie Village…
Parading was bad enough… but with maxed-out aggression value?
True, big red names didn’t always drop all non-bound gear when killed. But if slain by someone they’d murdered? Full loot drop—this game’s unique hate mechanic!
Yujianlin never imagined a Level 1 Yingning could kill him. He was still frantically calling customer support to report a bug… though the devs were likely more overwhelmed.
This game, a groundbreaking title unifying Game Chamber apps, held massive social influence. It had become a government project.
And I’d raided its servers seven times, turning them into a complete wreck.
The devs’ inner fury and frustration were unimaginable. Who had time for Yujianlin’s petty green gear?
If Yingning looted that high-damage, top-tier Green One-Handed Sword, even if Yujianlin killed her a hundred more times, it’d just be self-destructive rage. It couldn’t hide how his Guild bled out chasing one girl!
Not only had Yingning alone stalled most veterans’ leveling… she’d also looted their highest-value gear—their collective effort. Guild Leader, I’ve got some words for you…
That gear wasn’t Yujianlin’s personal stash! He only held temporary access. Now? Nearly all gone. One sword left—maybe not for long.
Sacrificing the Guild’s interests for personal grudges? Handing their hard work to an enemy? How could Yujianlin keep his position as Guild Leader?!
If Yingning grabbed that sword, his resignation, members turning on each other, the Guild’s collapse—all were imminent!
Even without the sword, Yingning had already profited massively after a day of being hunted. She’d looted an entire Guild’s treasury single-handedly!
But it all hinged on her getting that Green One-Handed Sword. I didn’t know its exact stats, but the crowd’s frenzy hinted it might outvalue all other gear combined!
Yet three fireballs still threatened her. Fireball Spell couldn’t be blocked by a tiny pea—no matter how deadly. The physics engine wouldn’t let a fingernail-sized pea stop a football-sized fireball.
She’d have to tank them!
Yingning gritted her teeth, stretching her right hand desperately. No complex thoughts—just the satisfaction of snatching precious loot from her enemy, making them suffer.
She didn’t even realize she’d dodged two waves of Level 5 Assassins and one Level 7 Warrior. No time for distractions. One thought consumed her…
Revenge!
For being trapped at the Respawn Point all day, slaughtered hundreds of times!
For being forced to abandon the Guild she’d built with blood and sweat!
For them coveting her brother’s gift, for trapping her here while her family worried!
Especially since they were lackeys of that Jian Hui Tianxia Guild!
Even girls had blood in their veins. They knew rage!
"Just a game—why so angry?"
Worth it!
In this virtual world, her companions had fought back-to-back in enemy sieges. They’d laughed, cried, quarreled over epic loot, and clung to each other in danger. That tiny Guild might seem like a child’s toy to outsiders… but to her? It was everything!
They were her anchor. She was their pillar!
Under the game’s starry sky, they’d vowed to play together till death. To pour their souls into that little Guild!
She’d sworn on her heart to make it a forever sanctuary!
Besides her brother, they were her only escape from reality!
Now someone wanted to steal it all!
Tears glistened in Yingning’s eyes. After a day of near-despair…
She wouldn’t abandon even a sliver of hope. Whether real or a trap laid by enemies to mock her again, she’d leap in willingly!
Because others waited for her! Her members awaited her leadership to glory. Her brother—who’d never played games—waited for her to guide him through this wondrous new world!
*Bang!*
A crimson fireball lit the dark wilderness, slamming into Yingning’s back. It exploded, searing heat blooming. The smell of charred flesh filled the air, but the burn didn’t slow her reach.
[-65]
Yingning’s max HP was 80. Only 15 remained—a scratch could kill her. Let alone two more fireballs dealing over 60 damage each!
*Bang!*
[-66]
*Bang!*
[-66]
Two more red bursts flared, blinding the night. The thuds of impact echoed like final gavels, settling everyone’s breaths. This time, the stench of roasted meat truly filled the field.
Silence fell. Vision blurred from the flashes, but the quiet and the cooking smell confirmed the outcome.
Someone blinked, night vision returning. What he saw froze his body solid.
Not just frozen—goosebumps rose, scalp tingled, legs trembling near collapse.
"T-this…"
"What is this?!"
*Whoosh—*
Night wind swept through snow-white fur, rippling like moonlit waves.
Nine long, majestic fox tails formed an impenetrable moon-white dome, shielding a girl inside. In her hand gleamed a sharp Green One-Handed Sword, glowing emerald.
I swallowed blood rising in my throat, cursing the game’s brutal damage effects.
A few drops escaped my lips, staining the girl’s pale forehead.
She tilted her head up, staring at me blankly, my white hair spilling over her face. She didn’t blink.
I grinned, bloodstained teeth showing, retracting the throwing motion I hadn’t finished.
Yes—a throwing motion.
A soft whisper reached Yingning’s ear.
"Eastern Wind Express—mission accomplished!"
Instantly, blinding white light erupted from the hillside.
"What’s…"
Up close, they finally saw the terrifying downpour of white projectiles.
"P-p-peas?! Pea Rain?!"
