CH 112

Seeing the wounds on his body recovering more and more slowly, a look of anger also appeared on Cain's hideously puffy face.

It was originally able to stealthily attack the player, not only that, but the player's attacks could not land on it, plus the instantaneous movement, and also smoothly devoured the idol, so it was a lying win situation any way you think of it.

Turns out the guys not only used Fu Shan Spirit Springs to keep it from being completely invisible, they also used weird stuff to make it attackable, and even the transient had a troll who always sniped it from a distance.

These guys, it's too much!

The aura around the stealthy body, which was soaring with anger, changed abruptly.

The temperature inside, already cold, dropped once more and a thin layer of ice formed on the floor.

A pale golden glow also appeared on Cain's body, and that glow even looked a little bit holy.

After dodging the invisible attack coming towards him, Xiao Lan's expression suddenly appears a little confused.

Where is this? Why is he here? And who are these people around him?

Several men stood around him, and those present were surrounding a fat blue-grey man who appeared to be in a siege position.

A fat man with one leg, a herbivorous young man, a punk teenager, and a man in a white dress who looks flirty, and - Luo.

Although he didn't quite understand the current situation, the people around him looked very much like players at first glance, and the guy they were surrounding clearly looked rather out of place.

They were supposedly rounding up the guy in the middle and then there seemed to be some sort of accident.

Luckily, there was someone else she knew, and Xiao Lan took two cautious steps towards Luo's side.

During the battle, it was not easy for the two to communicate, Xiao Lan just giving Luo a questioning look.

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Looking into Xiao Lan's eyes, Luo instantly understood the situation and lifted a long, slender finger to gesture towards the grey-blue guy in the middle. At the same time, he moved closer to Xiao Lan and briefly described the situation in a voice that only two people could hear.

Like Xiao Lan, there was a similar look of confusion in the eyes of the players present, wondering why they were here, and in what state they were currently in.

But this fellow Cain is so unusual looking that the players are still wary of it, even if their memories are fractured.

But it was this moment when the players' attack on Cain was put on hold.

Cain seized the opportunity to transiently move towards the outside of the encirclement. The guy in white, who had been hiding behind the crowd and secretly attacking it, would make sure that this time, he would teach this guy a lesson.

The invisible and terrifying attack lunged towards Cheng Wenyi with an aura of death and foreboding.

Cheng Wenyi's brow furrowed slightly as he was unsure of the situation, but his battle instincts, developed over the years, gave him the first inkling that he was in danger.

In the next instant, he dodged directly to the side, while backhanding a shot at the fat blue man who had ugly into him.

The shot rang out, hitting the golden shield around Stealth, which shook violently for an instant before finally holding steady.

After the shot, the corner of Cheng Wenyi's eyebrow raised as he received a system alert: "The shot was fired.

"Gain the special status 'Blessing of Fortune - Inverse' and will lose the causal link to one personal fortune"

"Loss of the causal link with the Lamborghini Aventador SVJ 63 Special Edition"

After devouring the Yin Yue idol, which was originally the god of wealth, Cain not only made himself more powerful, but also added an extra special feature to the idol's original ability to make players lose their own wealth when they touch him, as long as it has a golden shield on.

However, when has Cheng Wenyi ever been short of money.

His face remained unchanged as he continued to pull the trigger on Cain, the "bang, bang, bang" sounding one after the other, the constant cues of lost wealth not shaking him at all.

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Each shot was precise on Hitchens' shield, and the golden shield began to shake continuously.

On the other side, Luo also continued to attack Cain without changing his face, each black blade sweeping past, swallowing up a bit of the golden shield around Cain's body, the whole shield becoming more and more transparent under his attacks.

Luo's calmness also caught the attention of Cheng Wenyi not far away.

Cheng Wenyi could not remember who the man was, but the man was not bad looking, his figure was excellent, the cut of the clothes was quite high class and the fabric was something he had not seen before, probably bespoke fabric.

And looking at his unhesitating stance, it is clear that his family is quite well-off.

Very good, Cheng Wenyi feels he has met a formidable opponent.

Cheng Wenyi, inspired by his opponent's fighting spirit, attacked even harder, he had never lost a match for money!

By this time, the players next to them had also rushed over.

A new wave of attacks began to pour over towards Cain.

Soon their faces changed, and the more they attacked, the slower they came.

Hu Zhai's eyes were red: "Limited edition figures of my wives!"

Mu Yang's hands tremble as he controls the swordsman: "My PS4, Xbox One, switch ......"

Hua Bei's small, pale face: "My, my, my vegetable garden ......"

Only Xiao Lan, with her rosy cheeks and smile, was in good shape, moving her hands without stopping, and even tending to get more and more energetic.

He took the pale bone blade and swung it at Cain's vitals, one after another, each slash falling hard, leaving no room for error, looking almost as if his family had a mine.

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Shocked players: "......"

Why is he so happy!!!

Little did they know, of course, that Xiao Lan was at the moment indulging in the pleasures of poverty.

"Gain the special status 'Blessing of Fortune - Inverse' and will lose the causal link to one personal fortune"

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan detected no room"

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan detected without a car"

"Tick--, player Xiao Lan has no deposits detected"

"Tic--, player Xiao Lan was detected without valuable items"

"......"

"50,000 increase in poverty value"

"50,000 increase in poverty value"

......

How can anyone not be happy with the massive amount of poverty value coming into the bank?

Although Xiao Lan doesn't remember it for the moment, at this rate not only will he get back the poverty value deducted from moving the idol, but he may even end up with a surplus.

As the saying goes, when a man is poor, he is invincible.

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The joy of the poor is so simple.

If it weren't for the fact that the duration of the [Introduction to Basic Principles of Marxist Philosophy] was only ten minutes, Xiao Lan would have wanted to hold Cain down and beat him slowly for a month.

Along with the players' attacks, the golden shield on the stealth had wavered.

In order to break the shield, Xiao Lan cut the Bone of Dalet back to its most convenient stick form, raining down attacks on Cain, each one leaving a portion of the Dalet's flame on the shield, which continued to burn.

Finally, after Xiao Lan slammed three sticks at it, the golden shield shattered with a bang.

After losing its shield, Cain seemed to become even weaker, its already translucent body instantly dulling a little more, appearing and disappearing into thin air.

Xiao Lan raised his hand and smacked Cain across the face, a blow that did indeed hit Cain.

Cain's bloated body instantly lurched to one side, the skin of his face shattered by the attack, revealing a void and chaos within -

Yet there is no automatic recovery.

Unfortunately there is no longer a poverty value.

Cain's expression changed instantly, realising that things were not going well, and it looked for a direction to try and escape, only to be jerked back by the white bony stick that suddenly appeared in front of it.

Then, the players' attacks fell on Cain's body, and the big Little Xiao wounds made it look more and more ragged.

Although he didn't remember that Cain had recovered his powers before, Xiao Lan was not going to let this opportunity slip by.

After dodging a stealth attack that was no longer as powerful as before, Xiao Lan struck again with full force, sending the crooked Cain flying straight out of the air, his blue-grey figure cutting a radiant arc through the air like a baseball and crashing into the wall with a bang.

Cain attempts to teleport again.

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However, it had very little power left in its body and was completely inadequate to support its next teleportation.

Before it could stand up, a figure was already standing in front of it, the light lengthening the shadow of the visitor slightly, the shadow cast on Cain's body, making it feel a sudden darkness around itself.

Then came a foot that stomped unceremoniously on its face.

The force of that foot was so great that it stomped its head to death, and this time it was completely immobilised. Cain suspected that if he hadn't been a non-human, he might have had his head stomped on in an instant.

Cain stiffened and turned his eyes, and before he could see who was standing in front of it, a familiar white stick had poked him in the puffy face.

Isn't this the one that swings it around?

With difficulty, his eyes moved along the white stick and Cain finally saw Xiao Lan's face with a smile on it.

"He who comes from nowhere, goes back to where he came from." Xiao Lan kindly recited the sealing incantation to it, which Luo had just whispered to him.

At the same time, the stick in his hand poked forward, with the air that if you dare not go, you will be beaten until you die in place.

The players behind Xiao Lan also gathered, eyes coldly fixed on Cain, weapons in hand but not lowered, with the air of beating you until you immediately ascend to heaven if you dare not go.

Crypt: "......"

Does it dare to refuse?

In the business of being a boss, it's all about appearances, but in reality, many times you have to get down on your knees and shout at your father.

Finally, the figure of Cain reluctantly disappeared.

The players' memories also returned instantly, and they not only recognised each other, but also remembered the three players who had disappeared earlier.

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This kind of boss that will go after memories is also just a bit too much. Luckily it can only erase memories and not make them up again, otherwise the difficulty of this copy would have been steeper.

But while the boss disappears, the lost property does not return.

The players were distraught at their loss, a cost so heavy that they were not so happy to face the upcoming pass.

Only Cheng Wenyi, Xiao Lan and Luo remained unchanged.

At this point Mu Yang crept up to Cheng Wenyi: "Boss I don't think you'll be able to play hard to get in front of him for much longer."

Who this he refers to is self-explanatory.

"Mee-woo~" Xue Li agreed.

Cheng Wenyi's noble, cool gaze glanced at Mu Yang: "Ten essays."

Mu Yang's face instantly turned bitter, feeling like he'd pretty much wasted the month since he'd passed: "......"

Then Cheng Wenyi's eyes turned to Xue Li and didn't let it go: "Withhold a week's worth of cans."

Xue Li's ears drooped down and her soft kitten voice was full of aggression: "...... ooo."

The tyrant's punishments are always the same, whether you are a minor or a cute furry, as long as you fall under Cheng Wenyi's rule, there is no escape from his clutches.

Darkness began to spread and the surroundings became progressively less clear.

Cheng Wenyi reminds Xiao Lan: "Remember our pact."

Xiao Lan gave him a small wave, "I know."

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Finally, darkness falls completely and the pass prompt sounds.

"Ding dong--"

"Congratulations to Xiao Lan for clearing the game 'DEATH Game Studio'"

"Passing reward prop [Plastic Dragon Slaying Sword]"

[Name: Plastic Dragon Slayer].

[Ability: Inflicts one instant death damage judgment on the target, probability 50% (available 3/3 times)]

[Description: A cut of 99999, you have never experienced a new version of the ship, but the cost is limited to make the most of plastic, please bear with me]

Xiao Lan: "......"

Poor people, even the gods are plastic.