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Chapter 127 - 94: Xie Xiaochan: Feeling Offended (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 127: Chapter 94: Xie Xiaochan: Feeling Offended (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

Everyone pretended as if they hadn’t seen each other, living in peace.

After entering the Wasteland, along with the distance from the safe zone being between ten to twenty kilometers, the density of monsters drastically plummeted.

Of course, there were still many of them, scattered sporadically among various kinds of ruins.

The further they went out, the fewer these pitch-black bizarrely shaped monsters with tentacles became.

As they approached the borderline, it became even rarer to see them.

—— North Area! Borderline coordinates: (3,19)!

Whoo-whoo~

The night wind howled, this place was over 200 kilometers from the Star Tower, already very desolate.

The borderline was framed similarly below and rounded above, crisscrossing in circles, covering the entire Wasteland with a radius of 190 kilometers, and a "Tian"-shaped coordinate system that extended unidirectionally 190 kilometers along the radial axis.

This is—"Stars and Grids!"

Outside the line lay the wilderness, inside the line was the Wasteland.

That borderline was really just a thick red line, about the width of a palm, looking plain but dividing the inside and outside into two completely different worlds.

So-called a sliver of sky was exactly this.

From far outside the line in the deep dark night, countless pairs of eyes were peering into the world inside the line.

Humans lived within it, referring to it as the "Red Line."

The strange creatures gathered outside, they knew it as the "Death Line."

Life and death were separated by a mere line.

The wind could enter, the rain could enter, but demons and ghosts could not—

This was the borderline!

At this moment, not far inside the line,

a tall man who appeared to be in his thirties, draped in a large cloak,

was sitting in front of a tent and a bonfire, roasting meat while browsing the "Upgrade Network."

Next to him, a seven-foot Han sword was stuck into the ground, perfectly upright.

Below the sword, a strange fox’s corpse was impaled, and a green 14-striped Erosion Crystal lay nearby with warm blood, indicating it had died not long ago.

——At this moment, he was eating roasted sweet potatoes while browsing the "Upgrade Network."

*Upgrade Network

*Song Nianhui (Pure Sword Heart), Second Order Weapon Master

*Team Channel: 3

Song Nianhui, "Brother, someone’s coming soon, promise me you won’t leave, okay?"

The traitor, "Had you told me before that you wouldn’t bring a healer, who would follow you to death? Seriously sick, damn, tricking me out of 30 points for the ticket money, just wait, I’m going to expose you on the Global Channel!"

[Notice: "The traitor" has left your team.]

*Team Channel: 2

...

*Sigh.*

Song Nianhui covered his head, frustrated.

He couldn’t help but look towards the lake and called out, "I already told you that without a healer, no one would come. Why didn’t you listen?"

Click, click.

Near the lakeside bathed in moonlight stood a cute woman dressed in a red Taoist robe with Nhazha-style twin ponytails, elegantly with a hint of quirk.

She was graceful and petite, looking like an adolescent girl around thirteen or fourteen, dressed very traditionally, a sight hard to forget once seen.

With a swoosh, she flicked her arm and raised a pole on which hung a long—just a straight hook!

Naturally, she couldn’t catch any fish as it was an empty hook.

"Hehe." She scoffed disdainfully, hanging the fishing rod on her back, revealing a bizarrely shaped spear dazzling like a pen or a whisking brush.

"You’re laughing, but big sister, why don’t you leave the team? Can you?" Song Nianhui forced a smile.

"Hmm? You can try to kick me out."

"I..."

If I could beat you, I would have kicked you out already, damn!

"Now what do we do? The tickets are going to expire the day after tomorrow, and I bought this only second-tier furnace for over 300 contributions, big sister!" Song Nianhui said, his face full of sorrow.

What sin did I commit to have such a cursed figure join the group?

We needed just one more person, wanted to get a striker, quickly rush this small ruin, rely on bursting some Erosion Crystal materials inside, could have made some money back.

But after this "Xie Xiaochan" joined, she creepily private-messaged teammates with "no healer in the team, huh?".

At first, he hadn’t noticed, but by the time he did, it was too late; everyone had been scared off by her.

By rights, this incense burner should’ve been Song Nianhui’s, and he naturally had the right to ask Xie Xiaochan to leave.

But there she was, ranked 38th on the Qingyun List, pressing that big thick executioner pen-like thing to his head, daring him to kick someone out!

"What should we do now?" Song Nianhui didn’t dare to get angry.

Xie Xiaochan had already come over, glanced at his "Upgrade Network" and said, "I’ve already assembled the team, a Second Order healer, a night watchman, and an Iron Armor are on their way."

"Why don’t you invite them into the team?"

"They’re pioneering in the Mist Sea, they’ll join the team after they return tomorrow. Now there’s just one spot left; do you know any Warriors, the powerful kind, someone like the Qingyun 414 we just saw would be about right." Xie Xiaochan said coldly.

"Another Warrior?"

Didn’t we already have a Second Order Iron Armor? Why do we need a First Rank Warrior?

Song Nianhui was puzzled.

The other side had assembled the team, basically taking over as the host, which didn’t really matter.

But two transcendent beings in the same profession, one Second Rank and one First Rank, this overlapping of professional roles not only redundant but was being phased out, why bother assembling them?

"Don’t ask so many questions; just follow me this time, you’ll make a fortune! Anyway, hurry up and assemble the team."

"Yes, yes, big sister! It’s really rare to find a First-tier Warrior willing to tackle a Second Rank mission. Actually, that Qingyun 414 is in this safe zone, too bad he’s not very capable," Song Nianhui said.

"Ah? Oh right, I almost forgot we had a Warrior on the leaderboard just now! What do you mean he’s not capable?" Xie Xiaochan spat out the candy she was chewing in her mouth, first enlightened, then curiously asked.