Chapter 860 - 730: Nokia

"Hey, isn’t this Brother Little Knife."

Li Cheng stopped in his tracks, slowly setting down the car, his brain racing.

Midnight Dad’s Cadillac has undergone security enhancements, bulletproof, bio-attack proof, and electromagnetic interference proof.

The two in front, from the Whale Song Guild, [Gao Chenluoxing] and [Iron Bar Can Win], first hacked into the reconnaissance drone, then used the local network to hack the Cadillac, causing the car to lose control.

Clearly, they come with ill intentions.

"If you plan to use the Light Speed Impact move, sorry, we’re already prepared for that."

Ω’s fishbowl head emits a low hum, as the walls, floor, and stained glass around them simultaneously light up with the faint glow of an array, sealing off space-based abilities, "Summoning demons, we’re prepared for that too."

Mysteries yield to higher-level mysteries, with the {Floating Engine} and {Heat Death Corridor} already being epic quality, this means that to achieve a level that can lock down Light Speed Elbow Strike and Alpha Snake Head, Ω’s space and summoning abilities must also be unusable.

"Everything’s been prevented, huh."

Li Cheng doesn’t believe that Wanli Sealed Blade and his group have the ability to foresee and predict their movements.

They were likely lying in wait on the traffic route, ambushing to rob passing players—evident from the bloody handcuffs swinging from Gao Chenluoxing’s hands.

So sinking his Qi to his core, he shouted: "Brother Blade, our two sides have no old grudges or recent feuds, leaves don’t touch leaves, plates don’t break plates. We are brothers shoulder to shoulder, why show Qingzi to see red?"

"? You think this is some mountain bandit code? I even applied cold wax for defense."

Wanli Sealed Blade, with his bloodshot eyes, still retains his ability to snark, saying in a deep voice: "Hand over the valuable loot on you, and we’ll let you go. Otherwise, we’ll kill you and send you back to the top layer."

Gray Rain couldn’t help but retort, "Aren’t the two options essentially the same?"

"Actually, they’re quite different."

Midnight took a deep breath and said in a lowered voice: "In economics, there’s a concept of a ’rational person,’ referring to individuals who pursue maximizing their own economic interests through rational choices.

Influenced by Demon City, which equates to being a rational person.

From the perspective of a rational person, being let go implies losing all previous loot, but you can continue to search in Demon City,

with a mathematical expectation greater than 0.

Being killed and then returning to the top layer of Netherworld Purgatory means not only losing all previous loot but also needing to retrace the path to return to Demon City, raising costs, with a mathematical expectation less than or equal to 0.

As for fighting to the death, we are outnumbered, with a negative mathematical expectation."

"What you said is not wrong at all."

The White Horse Tombstone slowly put down the stone coffin and said loudly to Wanli Sealed Blade and his group: "We do have some loot on us, but absolutely nothing of high value.

If you want to rob, you should weigh whether it’s worth exchanging your life for."

"Oh? If it’s not of high value, why don’t you just take it out?"

The blond youth Gao Chenluoxing quickly seized on this verbal loophole, "Honest. Hand over the treasure!"

Damn it.

The White Horse Tombstone exchanged glances with Hansel and others. Players of all levels are affected by Demon City, but the higher the level, the more they can retain rational thinking—externally manifested as being more cunning and intelligent.

In the exchange of glances, Hansel slowly took out the shrunken head-shaped ’Shivaro’s Harvest’...

"Wait!"

Wanli Sealed Blade cautiously said, "Also hand over the action camera and the dashcam."

Damn, do you have to be that meticulous?

Everyone’s heart sank, Wanli Sealed Blade wanting to check the action camera naturally means seeing if players have hidden any loot.

But there’s footage inside of everyone with red-eye cosmetic lenses. Handing it over would expose us.

"Alright, I’ll give it now."

Li Cheng opened the front passenger door, using his left hand for cover, suddenly pierced the car door, and the Ape-man Degeneration Gun shot through the gap, pulling the trigger.

Tang!

The Degeneration Bullet hit the sword blade of Wanli Sealed Blade, who abruptly swung to block, instantly turning the longsword into a glowing plastic toy. Brother Blade turned slightly, revealing a sinister smile, "Kid, still too young and simple..."

His words were interrupted by the icy frost of White Dragon’s breath, Li Cheng wiped his mouth, disdainfully saying, "I called you brother and you just played hard to get,

seems you have qualifications to be qualified, strength to be qualified.

The same generation T0, T0.5 players either reached the top at Level 40, or founded a guild to control a territory,

but you have no title, the only medal is the Special Affairs Bureau’s friendship-issued Bounty Hunter 00001, isn’t there an issue with how you perform."

Wanli Sealed Blade retorted, "Bullshit, aside from Bounty Hunter 00001, on my shelf, there’s at least the ’Annual Best Darts Guest Award’ issued by the Global Private Military Security Company Association;

’Gold Swordsmanship Inheritance Award’ issued by the Chinese Martial Arts Association;

’Best Civilian Trader First Prize’ issued by the Luo Street Stock Exchange;"

Uh... the swordsmanship inheritance might be alright, but where did you get that trading award from?

Perhaps guessing Li Cheng’s confusion, the White Horse Tombstone explained in a low voice: "Back when the Luo Street Exchange opened, they gave several senior players an Svip account. Everyone else lost money throughout the year regardless of how they traded,

Wanli Sealed Blade happened to be setting up residence registration for his cat-girl wife from the Otherworld, running between the Special Affairs Bureau and GOC departments, leaving the account unmonitored, beating out everyone else with a 0% return rate—

The Luo Street Exchange initially served only large guilds, conglomerates, and high-level players, everyone had inside information, which meant no one had inside information."

"Enough chit-chat!"

Ω floated with a cloak swaying, holding the {Friendship Gwent Card} used on the top level of Killing Sin Hell, raising his left hand in an invitation to Li Cheng to play cards,

his shadow continuously lengthening, from which crawled out Evil Spirits and Vengeful Souls.

The surrounding array sealed off all summoning abilities; these evil spirits of Ω were prepared before the array took effect, exploiting a bug.

"Your opponent is me!"

Midnight Dad wouldn’t stand by as Ω cast control skills, immediately taking off his hat and tossing out three animal corpses.

Respective of a lion, a mongoose, a warthog.

"Kufufua wafu!"

Midnight chanted a spell in Swahili; the three animal corpses quickly swelled, awoke, and stood. Their fur bristled, revealing skeletal frames, hollow eye sockets flickered with ghost fire.

Ω could exploit a bug to summon evil spirits, Midnight could do the same. The three African animals moved quickly, climbing the beams, the lion biting toward Ω, preventing the latter from using {Friendship Gwent Card},

while the mongoose and warthog attacked the evil spirits emerging from Ω’s shadow—

After earning his first bucket of gold, Midnight Dad returned to Africa to find his roots, gathering Guardian Beast Spirits from indigenous tribes. The summoned revived animals carry natural intelligence, able to gulp down standard evil spirits.

If I can’t beat a Slime, can I not beat you?

The battle was imminent; White Horse Tombstone launched a kick, sending the stone coffin flying toward the stained glass, while bending her knees and leaping high, her fist wrapped in Gang Qi pounding toward the beam.

The red-eyed players around her leaned energy or physical projectiles her way, all deflected by Gang Qi,

until [Iron Bar Can Win] flashed in front of White Horse Tombstone, raising a shield.

Previously, the Sunset Melting Gold shield belonging to the Whale Song Guild Chairman left a deep impression on the White Horse Tombstone. Now, the shield in Iron Bar Can Win’s hand was equally astounding.

The shield’s base was made of high-strength alloy, with a candy-bar phone embedded on the front.

Blue-silver color scheme, twelve buttons, measuring 113/48/22 millimeters, weighing 113 grams,

was indeed the 2000 release of the classic global bestseller, the Nokia 3310.