Chapter 796, From the Southern Heavenly Gate to the Eastern Road of Penglai
Are gangs that camp out at spawn points despicable? Of course they are.
In the hundreds of years that the superconducting world has existed, they are one of the most shameless industries, like an incurable disease, because they are armed, and as E-class and D-class 'big guys', they are armed and specialize in bullying F-class small guys.
The problem is, very few people bother them...
The first reason is the punishment for intentional killing. The items these people carry aren't that valuable, and the real big shots wouldn't risk punishment for them.
It's quite inconvenient not being able to buy things in the mall.
The second reason is that blank accounts are indeed not afraid of punishment, but blank accounts can't beat them!
Now, finally, a blank account has appeared, which can slaughter them with impunity, and can delete the account and start over in a minute after being punished.
Throughout history, only Qing Chen has ever accomplished this...
Those gangs have no idea how disgusting it is to allow a knight like Qing Chen to be bugged.
Qing Chen quietly made his way to spawn point 002. This underground city was like a huge underground factory.
Everywhere you look, there are winding, rusty pipes, and steam sometimes gushes out from leaking pipes, creating a particularly rugged atmosphere.
The underground passages were all narrow corridors, just like those in a factory.
Along the narrow streets, many people squatted on the ground selling goods, each one trying to hide their wares and making it unclear what they were selling. Their clothes were also quite disheveled.
Tick-tock.
Where Qingchen walked, water droplets seeped from the joints of the overhead pipes and fell to the ground.
The world of superconductivity is so realistic; even the sense of disrepair in these underground pipes feels so real.
Qingchen said, "Turn on the video, and remember to record it clearly."
FFF was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out her phone and pointed it at Qingchen's back.
In the distance, a group of seven people were seen leaning against the walls of the steel corridor, with the incandescent lights above them flickering occasionally due to years of disrepair.
Qing Chen put his right hand behind his back and hid the hilt of the lightsaber in his waist.
He walked rhythmically down the corridor, each step striking a certain cadence. FFF felt as if he and everything around him had suddenly come together.
In fact, Qing Chen did not deliberately try to adapt to the environment. He simply kept contracting and relaxing his muscles, adjusting his state to its best.
The seven members of the group were still joking around in the corridor, discussing where to go for fun later, with four on the left and three on the right.
When they saw Qing Chen approaching, they ignored him and chased him away, saying, "This road is blocked, get out of the way."
However, at that moment, after hearing their voices, Qing Chen kept his head down and continued walking forward, but he walked faster and faster.
"Didn't I tell you to get lost?" one of the gang members said impatiently, standing up straight.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Qing Chen revealed his true intentions, and the lightsaber he had hidden at his waist suddenly burst forth.
Not far away, FFF only felt a blur before his eyes. He saw Qing Chen suddenly accelerate again, passing through the group of people like an arrow released from a bow. In the narrow space, the lightsaber in his hand twirled seven times, and the edge of each sword flower just barely grazed the necks of the seven people.
The wounds on the necks of those seven people were so precise that each one was only 0.5 centimeters deep, no more, no less, just enough to cause fatal damage to the carotid artery.
If an extraordinary person were to suddenly return to an ordinary person's state from the peak of A-level, they would definitely find it very difficult to adapt.
He can't lift what he wants to lift, and he can't break what he wants to break. He thinks he can conquer the world, but he can't even beat a drunkard.
Too many powerful individuals neglect to hone their skills after advancing to Rank A. After all, once they're that strong, they only need to rely on brute force to overcome all techniques.
But Qing Chen is different; he needs to use the reverse breathing technique to challenge the life-or-death situation.
Qingchen has never forgotten how he felt when he came from humble beginnings, and he even reviews it often.
At this moment, it was as if time had turned back to the moment he had just traveled through time, and he felt as if he had just arrived at Prison No. 18.
Do I need A-level skills?
unnecessary.
Even if he becomes an ordinary person again, he can fight his way to the top once more.
FFF suddenly realized that Qing Chen had just entered the superconducting world and hadn't had time to get used to his body before being instantly killed time and time again.
Now, Qingchen is beginning to get to know this world and his own body.
Compared to the first two videos of the fight, which were full of bloodshed and ferocity, this video shows Qing Chen displaying absolutely powerful body control skills.
These are completely different styles, utterly different!
FFF suddenly couldn't help but wonder, who exactly is this "Light of the White"? Is he some S-class combat master who just suffered a Waterloo in the multiverse? No, Qing Chen had a key when he was first born; this is his new account.
As he was pondering, Qing Chen turned around and smiled, "What are you standing there for? Pack your things and then head to the next spawn point."
“Okay, okay,” FFF quickly walked to where the bodies had disappeared, bent down and picked up the lightsabers, keys and cash that the seven members of the gang had dropped.
This time, they reaped even more lightsabers than before.
FFF chased after him and shouted, "Please wait a moment. The lightsaber you were using can't be used anymore. Sign your name and get a new one. From now on, we'll give you a new lightsaber every time we kill someone at a spawn point. After you finish the kill, sign your name. This is a limited-edition combat souvenir with video verification. Without video proof, it's worthless. If there are too many of them, they're worthless too."
Qing Chen just kept going, killing his way from number 001 to number 027.
He suddenly remembered that line from a movie... "Back in the day, I wielded two watermelon knives and hacked my way from Nantianmen all the way to Penglai East Road. I hacked back and forth for three days and three nights, and blood flowed like a river."
FFF filmed twenty-seven videos. Some of these groups had as many as nine members, while others had as few as four or five. He personally watched Qing Chen kill his way through.
However, as Qing Chen killed more and more gangs, his speed slowed down, as if the buffs were cumulative.
Moreover, those gangs began to take precautions in advance.
At first, the gang operated independently. When No. 001 got into trouble, the other spawn points were unaware of it, but things have changed now that Qing Chen has been killing people.
Qing Chen said, "They already know."
FFF nodded: "Yes, someone has already posted on the superconducting forum, saying that unidentified people are massacring these groups. They should be forced to unite due to a sense of crisis."
“Then let’s not kill them,” Qing Chen stopped in his tracks. “The penalty buff on me has reached its limit and is no longer enough for me to deal with the gang. It’s a pity that I only managed to kill my way through more than twenty spawn points.”
"Only..." FFF thought to himself, "Your hands are stained with blood today, and you still use the word 'only'."
Qingchen looked at FFF: "How do you plan to sell these items?"
With his backpack full, FFF said, "Don't worry, I will definitely sell it for the highest possible value."
“Okay, I trust your expertise,” Qing Chen nodded and said, “I need you to replace it with a gene serum that enhances my abilities.”
FFF: "Do you need a more powerful weapon, a longsword?"
“No need,” Qing Chen shook his head: “A basic lightsaber is enough.”
Qing Chen fought his way through more than twenty spawn points in order to complete the first wave of initial asset accumulation. He wanted to become stronger quickly in this superconducting world, only in this way would he have the confidence to earn points.
Only after accumulating enough points could he confidently equip Yi with new gear.
Otherwise, every time someone asks, I only earn a fraction of a Mechanical Heart each time. When will I be able to fulfill Yi's wish?
"See you tomorrow," Qing Chen said, then picked up the lightsaber and slashed it across his neck.
FFF felt a chill run down his spine. This big shot was ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.
That kind of nonchalant attitude towards life and death is something you can't possibly be so calm about if you haven't died a few times.
Were they elite border troops who fought against the giants in forbidden lands? Perhaps only there could such figures be forged.
However, now was not the time to think about these things. With his backpack full, he ran in the predetermined direction with his head down.
FFF breathed a sigh of relief only after arriving at his safe house.
He sat down in front of the LCD screen in the room, edited the video he had recorded, and gently clicked send.
"The 'White Light' account reappeared after being deleted, crushing the criminal gang at spawn point 002 in a video, ridding the people of evil!"
With an eye-catching and attention-grabbing title, FFF crossed his arms and waited silently for a big fish to inquire about the price.
Incidentally, he also opened the black market website and began selecting gene serums for Qingchen.
FFF suddenly thought, if a blank account is already like this, what would happen if this white light became an S-class combat master? Wouldn't he turn the superconducting world upside down?
Chapter 797, AI Settling Personal scores
FFF sat in the dimly lit room, only the faint light from the LCD screen illuminating his tiger head.
An excited look shone in those piercing tiger eyes.
"Should I run away with the money?" FFF thought seriously. With the more than twenty autographed lightsabers he had just bought today, and by selling videos to earn clicks and traffic, he could say that he had already accumulated his first pot of gold.
With his business acumen, he'll be able to live a very good life and will never lack money again in his lifetime.
Although that "white supremacist" was very capable, all he had to do was deposit the money into an anonymous account, write down the account number and password, and then commit suicide.
There is absolutely no way the other party can find them.
On one side is an uncertain future, and on the other side is a certain present. Which one should you choose?
At one point, FFF even exclaimed that he had never seen so much money before, and was momentarily overwhelmed by it.
At that moment, he looked at the LCD screen again and someone sent him a message: "Is it really 'White Light'? Why did he change to an Asian face?"
FFF responded, "He's going to kill his way through 27 spawn points by himself, he should at least try to fake it."
The other side replied: "I understand, I get it. The battle at spawn point 002 was amazing. He's clearly a new character, so why did he seem to be doing it so easily? I want to buy that lightsaber, but does it have a serial number on it?"
FFF responded, "Yes, it's number 002."
When Qingchen signed the document, FFF specifically requested that each battle correspond to a unique number.
Qing Chen's fighting style is versatile, ranging from effortless mastery to sneak attacks and assassinations, and even to meticulous calculations utilizing the terrain, catering to the preferences of different groups of people...
Furthermore, FFF added the meaning of "white people are finally able to hold their heads high" to the video:
"Imagine the times we were oppressed; now, finally, a leader has emerged, destined to lead us white people to establish ourselves in the superconducting world..."
"White people are finally standing up!"
"This is our future leader as white people!"