On-site disposal of stolen goods?!
Someone quickly realized, "I'll pay 1020 yuan for one!"
"I'll pay 1200 yuan for one!"
Just then, someone said to Qingchen, "Could you sign your name for me? I'm willing to pay 3,800 yuan if you do!"
This question stumped Qing Chen. Through the bidding, he roughly learned that the market value of the lightsaber was actually around 1200 yuan.
So, the extra 2,600 yuan is all the value of his signature.
He had always heard that there were many speculators in North America who liked to speculate on any artwork they came across, and even autographed sneakers. Now, he was going to be the one being invested in?
Qingchen laughed and said, "If you want my autograph, it will cost 8,800 yuan. This is because you were the first person to discover the business opportunity, so consider it a reward for you."
The chubby-faced player pondered for a moment, carefully observing Qing Chen's confident expression, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! 8800 yuan, I wish you great success in the future!"
Qing Chen smiled and said, "Deal."
At this moment, the chubby-faced player handed over a marker: "My code name is FFF, I hope you'll still remember me in the future."
After a moment of contemplation, Qing Chen signed his name with a "J" on his lightsaber, which became his code name in the superconducting world.
After all, signing Joker directly was a bit too arrogant...
After signing the contract, the lightsabers were eventually sold for 1200 and 8800 respectively, and the total savings have now reached 11493 yuan.
Qingchen wondered how much the machine components Yi wanted would cost, and whether what he had was enough to buy her some similar ones to play with.
He glanced at the dozen or so Multiverse Keys in his pocket. He decided not to sell these for now, as he still wanted to explore those dungeons.
Just an hour later, while all the onlookers were still waiting, Qing Chen stood up precisely on time, holding the last lightsaber in his right hand, and waited outside the spawn point 10 seconds in advance.
Do those nine people dare to retaliate?
Qingchen guessed that he dared to do it.
After all, he had been crushed for more than 20 hours before finally managing to wipe out the opponents by taking advantage of the time difference. Now, the nine opponents could easily coordinate offline. As long as they logged in at the same time, nine against one, how could they possibly lose?
Just swarm in!
Besides, the videos of the nine of them being tortured have been uploaded online. If they don't come back to fight back, they'll have no shame in the future.
Qing Chen wasn't even worried about them re-pinching his face, because no normal man could tolerate such humiliation until they realized what kind of person they had encountered...
The other party will definitely be eagerly waiting for the login time, but Qingchen needs to calculate not only the one-hour forced logout time, but also the time it will take for the other party to log back in and be questioned by the AI.
It doesn't matter; he's already calculated it out in the more than twenty times he's died in the past.
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Before that final second had even ended, Qing Chen's lightsaber had already slashed through the air.
In an instant, as expected, all nine people logged on at the same time. But the person at the front had just seen the Superconducting World when Qing Chen's lightsaber was already slashing at his neck!
Decapitate!
This scene was like magic. When Qing Chen raised his hand, there was no one in front of him. When he lowered his hand, the enemy suddenly appeared and died!
The criminal gang was down to only eight members. They attacked Qing Chen with their bare hands, but as Qing Chen's body crossed with theirs, his lightsaber brushed against their arms and moved upwards, slicing from their wrists to their necks, before making a light cut.
Blood splattered out, but Qingchen didn't even look at the dead man; his eyes were already fixed on the next person!
The remaining seven charged forward together, but instead of advancing, Qing Chen, who had been exceptionally fierce, retreated and circled around them near the spawn point.
In just five seconds, the group of seven, whose formation was originally fairly orderly, was torn apart by such a simple running motion.
The next moment, one of them caught up with Qing Chen and reached out to grab his clothes, only to find that the white-haired boy had suddenly stopped and his upper body had slumped down.
It was as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and had seen the outstretched hand beforehand!
The gang member continued to charge forward due to inertia, but Qingchen gripped the lightsaber tightly and ripped it across his abdomen with a tearing sound, viciously slicing it open.
The second gang member caught up. When he saw that his teammate in front of him was dead, he tried to back away, but Qing Chen kicked him in the knee, causing him to kneel on one knee.
Qing Chen grabbed his hair and slowly sliced his neck with his lightsaber: "If I were you, I wouldn't have chosen to be reborn in this place. Wouldn't it be better to easily admit that you're a piece of trash?"
He released his grip, letting the corpse in front of him fall.
Before the body had completely dissipated, Qing Chen had already charged into the crowd again, slicing the carotid arteries of the remaining five people with his lightsaber.
In melee combat, an inch longer means an inch stronger, and an inch shorter means an inch more dangerous.
If we're talking about something truly bizarre and unpredictable, then the dagger is undoubtedly the most dangerous.
Qing Chen wielded the lightsaber with the feel of a dagger, making it impossible to defend against.
Each sword strike was as unpredictable as a gazelle's horn.
Sometimes, even when the enemy thinks Qing Chen's strike has missed, the sword somehow reverses and cuts their own neck...
From the start to the end of the battle, only two minutes had passed before the nine gang members who returned for revenge were forcibly deleted and re-created.
Qingchen sat down again and waited silently.
The onlookers gasped in shock. How could this person hold a grudge so deeply that they would continue to stand guard?!
This time, the onlookers recorded the entire battle.
The video went viral online again, and within just ten minutes it was shared over 100,000 times, and the number continues to grow.
In the world of superconductivity, grudge games, father-son games, and corpse-guarding games are commonplace.
Generally, "camping" occurs when the four major guilds target individuals. The major guilds distribute their manpower across 100 spawn points and then rely on their level and equipment advantages to continuously kill the players who log back in.
But a newly created F-rank newbie who single-handedly guarded the corpses of nine people was something no one had ever seen before!
Gradually, people began to gather around, wanting to witness this rookie's corpse-guarding battle firsthand.
In the comments section of the video, some people even started openly calling him a beacon of hope for white people...
Someone found FFF who just bought the autographed lightsaber and wants to buy it for 12,800.
In just one hour, the price of autographed lightsabers has already skyrocketed again.
However, FFF did not sell; he directly asked for 128,800, which scared away all potential buyers.
Someone muttered, "At that price, you might as well sell it to a ghost."
FFF laughed and said, "You don't know its value. This is the first trophy with video verification."
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An hour later, Qingchen still hadn't seen the person he wanted to wait for.
Some unfamiliar faces gradually came back to life or were reborn from here, but none of the nine people from before were among them.
Someone nearby advised, "Stop guarding them. They've given up. They've either already respawned or gone to another respawn point. There's no point in you guarding them here."
Qing Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, resting his chin on one hand, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.
More than twenty minutes later, Qing Chen suddenly stood up from the ground and walked silently into the city. Just as he brushed past a bystander, the lightsaber in his hand, which had retracted its hilt, suddenly burst into flames and pierced the man's abdomen.
The onlookers were shocked. What was going on? Had they started indiscriminately killing innocent people?
However, the next second, the eight people hidden among the onlookers, seeing their companion killed, roared and rushed out to attack Qing Chen, only to be killed one by one...
One of the gang members shouted angrily before he died, "We're not done with you!"
Qing Chen sneered, "You should be glad that you still have the chance to customize your character's appearance after creating a new account."
It was only at this moment that everyone realized that the people Qing Chen killed were the same group from before.
What puzzled everyone was that all nine people had re-created their characters, and some had even changed their starting points and come back to pretend to be onlookers.
How did Qing Chen manage to find them?!
Qing Chen ignored them, pushed through the crowd and walked up to FFF, whispering a few words to him. FFF hesitated for a moment and then nodded. Qing Chen grabbed his wrist and transferred all the money to him, also stuffing the key to the multiverse into his backpack.
After Qingchen finished explaining, all the onlookers gathered around.
Before they could surround Qingchen again, they saw him pick up the lightsaber and lightly slit his own neck.
Delete account!
Everyone was shocked. What was he trying to do? He had just become famous for his murders, why was he suddenly trying to commit suicide?
Moreover, although this is a superconducting world where you won't actually die, the problem is that cutting your own neck will still hurt, and the feeling of death is real!
Just how ruthless can someone be to do something like this? Even if you're a new account with no experience, there's no need to do something like this...
It is foreseeable that after Qingchen deletes his account this time, he will definitely not look like this when he reappears.
The battle between those who guarded and those who countered the corpse-guarding, which lasted for more than twenty hours, has finally come to an end.
The legendary figure voluntarily deleted his account and remained anonymous, acting decisively and resolutely.
Chapter 795, The Man Who Could Encourage Satan
Qingchen committed suicide and deleted his account.
Only FFF, with his chubby face and adorable features, remained in the crowd.
All eyes turned to him, and to the lightsaber in his hand…