I have an Apocalypse City-Chapter 922 - 923 The Greatest Contributor_1
Chapter 922: Chapter 923: The Greatest Contributor_1
Chapter 922: Chapter 923: The Greatest Contributor_1
“Hey, come on, have you got no shame?” Yani cursed directly, pointing at the player who had spoken and yelled, “How much damage did you do to the BOSS? Did you even hit a thousand points? You didn’t even match the BOSS’s automatic Vitality recovery. After the initial hit at the start, you just stood by and watched, no contribution whatsoever. And now you still want a share of the loot?”
Yani was furious with these players. After Song Jian had fled into the Shattered Divine Realm, nearly all the aggro from the BOSS was on them. The rest of the players did nothing but spectate, not attacking the BOSS at all, which was why the fight had been so tough. They had been forced to use all their trump cards, and the elite BOSS beast souls summoned by Solanda had all vanished.
“Hmph, did you few kill this BOSS? Clearly, it was that brother who did!” Zuo Wuquan curled his lip and said to Yani, “Compared to us, you just did a bit more damage. Laughing at someone fifty steps away when you’re at one hundred steps yourself, is that amusing?”
“Yeah, we don’t want that brother’s share of the loot, but you picked up so much. You ought to share some with us. Don’t be too greedy!” Zuo Wuquan sneered. He had seen that Tula and the others had already played all their trump cards, their current strength probably reduced to a mere five or six-tenths of their usual. Most importantly, Zuo Wuquan had picked his target well; he was only bothering Tula. As for Song Jian…
Zuo Wuquan stole a glance at Song Jian, who stood to the side, and his heart couldn’t help but race. A BOSS with over 800,000 Vitality Points—if he encountered such a terrifying BOSS in the wild, he would turn tail at the first opportunity, sparing no Acceleration Skill to put as much distance between them as possible, never giving the BOSS another glance.
Yet, such a BOSS had actually been killed, and right before his eyes, no less. If Zuo Wuquan hadn’t recognized Song Jian, he would’ve thought the killer was an NPC professional. How could a player possibly have such terrifying strength?
Trying to take advantage of such a person, Zuo Wuquan thought, was no different from courting death.
As the crowd around them grew larger, a smug smile appeared on Zuo Wuquan’s face. Though they were members of a small alliance of a dozen or so players from Doomsday City, in the matter of distributing the BOSS’s loot, he now considered himself the representative of the majority.
“Show everything you’ve picked up, and let’s divide it equally!” Zuo Wuquan shouted, “Everyone contributed, so it’s finder’s share!”
“Right, finder’s share, we’ve contributed too!” Zuo Wuquan’s teammates shouted along.
Tula’s expression was unsightly. There were too many of them, and whether they had come on their own or hired help, everyone who could reach Sky City shared one thing—they were confident in their own abilities. In other words, they were all elite players, stronger than the typical gamer.
With at least fifty to sixty people closing in, they had no chance against such a group, especially after they had depleted all their abilities.
“Captain, maybe we should…” Fear flashed across Sorada’s face as he whispered to Tula.
“Impossible. Look how many of them there are. Do you think we should share the loot we risked our lives for with this trash?” Yani immediately snapped back angrily, glaring at Sorada.
“But there are so many of them…” Sorada shrank his neck, avoiding Yani’s eyes.
Tula looked troubled. If it came to a fight, they were no match for the crowd, but he couldn’t bear to hand over the hard-won loot.
As they hesitated, Song Jian approached and said, “The BOSS is down, time to turn in the quest, right?”
The group had shared the quest with Song Jian but hadn’t told him where to turn it in. The quest details didn’t specify either, so completing the quest and obtaining the items required sticking with Tula and the others.
Tula’s face brightened. Looking at the large group of players nearby, he said worriedly, “But they…”
“If they block the way, kill them!” Song Jian said coolly, taking the lead and walking towards the crowd. Tula hurriedly followed closely behind him.
Seeing Tula following Song Jian, Zuo Wuquan’s face changed, and without saying a word, he and his teammates turned and left. The other players also fell silent, clearing a path for Song Jian to walk through with an indifferent expression on his face.
Tula and his company followed closely behind Song Jian, with Yani giving several players a fierce stare. But those who met his gaze quickly looked away, which gave Yani a sense of exhilaration.
The previous battle between Song Jian and the BOSS was witnessed by almost everyone. Some players from other regions didn’t know Song Jian, but the majority in Sky City were from nearby Doomsday City. Finding out that such a powerful player was in their realm, they felt honored to spread the word of Song Jian’s power, some even exaggerating a bit.
However, in the face of the Karmic Fire Red Lotus Sword Formation, these players realized that their previous exaggerations of Song Jian’s power now seemed almost like they were underselling him.
Soon, Song Jian led Tula and the others away from there. Under Tula’s guidance, they arrived at the edge of Sky City. Beyond lay a mere ten meters of roiling white clouds where one could stand, but any further and they would fall through the clouds.
This area was practically the outskirts of Sky City, and even in its most prosperous times, probably few would choose to live here.
“It’s just ahead. We stumbled upon this place by chance,” Tula said, pointing towards the rolling clouds ahead.
Shortly, a low tree stump appeared before Song Jian. The stump was less than one meter in height but was incredibly wide, with a diameter of over twenty meters. Had the tree still been alive, it would have been thousands of years old.
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In front of this low stump was a large hole, and an elderly Goblin with brown-green skin stood in front of the stump, leaning on a walking stick as though waiting for something.
Upon seeing Tula’s group, the old Goblin’s deeply wrinkled face showed a slight smile of relief. “How unexpected, you really killed it!” he said.
The old Goblin’s gaze swept over everyone’s face, and when he saw Song Jian, there seemed to be a moment of surprise, which quickly turned into understanding as he nodded and smiled at him, “It seems that you were the biggest contributor to this quest, young man!”
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