I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 717 - 287 Contractor’s Crazy Moves [10,000 words]_4
Chapter 717: Chapter 287 Contractor’s Crazy Moves [10,000 words]_4
Without the influx of cold air, the room heated up instantly.
However, Mu Rufeng could still see that the Contractors were shivering, apparently frostbitten by the cold.
The cold here was not like the real world, it was bone-chilling, and even the Contractors were struggling to ward it off using Ghost Power.
Meanwhile, the Contractors surveyed the hall and some were staring intently at him.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a seat. You may sit anywhere on either side. It looks like you are caught cold, so I’ve prepared a bowl of hot soup for you to warm up," said Mu Rufeng as he finished speaking.
Upon Mu Rufeng’s words, a steaming bowl of soup appeared in front of each seat at the long table.
Mu Rufeng laid out a fancy tablecloth over the long table, making it convenient for him to conjure any food he wished.
Hearing him, the Contractors glanced at Mu Rufeng and gradually found their seats, but none of them touched or even tasted the soup.
"They’re quite cautious," Mu Rufeng thought to himself, then he proceeded to the head of the table and slowly sat down.
"Drink the soup. After that, we will officially start our first round of the game. Those who haven’t drunk within three minutes will be disqualified!" Mu Rufeng said slowly.
As Mu Rufeng’s voice fell, everyone looked slightly surprised.
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"Mr. Butler, there isn’t any poison in this soup, is there?" asked a Level 5 female Contractor sitting at Mu Rufeng’s left.
Her name was Maria Burton, which came to Mu Rufeng’s mind with a glance.
"Poison? As Contractors, you should be able to touch it and see the attributes, right? Just look and see whether there’s poison," Mu Rufeng said indifferently.
Maria, seemingly convinced, touched the hot soup and then picked it up and gulped it down.
"Eh? This tablecloth... it’s a Rule Item?" Maria’s eyes lit up when her hands touched the fancy tablecloth as she set down the bowl.
The others, seeing this, quickly began checking the attributes of both the hot soup and the fancy tablecloth.
Attributes don’t lie, so indeed, the soup was poison-free, even as it appeared because of the fancy tablecloth.
Some of the Contractors’ eyes sparkled as if considering the idea of taking ownership of this Rule Item.
Then, the Contractors started to drink the soup from their bowls.
Sure enough, after drinking, the chill was dispelled, and their bodies felt warm.
Just as Mu Rufeng was about to announce the rules for the first round of the game, a black Contractor suddenly grabbed the fancy tablecloth and dashed towards the back.
In nearly an instant, the fancy tablecloth was yanked from the table by the black Contractor.
Upon detaching from the long table, it quickly shrunk back to its original size.
"Ha ha, this Rule Item is mine now," laughed the black Contractor as he tried to put the Rule Item into his Item Slot.
He had tried to take it before but found a prompt saying the tablecloth was in use on the long table, so it couldn’t be taken.
As soon as everyone finished their soup and the bowls vanished, he immediately pulled the fancy tablecloth off the long table.
However, the black Contractor was quickly dumbfounded.
The fancy tablecloth didn’t move in his hands; he couldn’t get it into his Item Slot at all.
"Dylan Mitchell, what are you doing?" Mu Rufeng’s gaze turned toward the black Contractor.
Everyone’s attention was on him, admiring Mitchell’s boldness to snatch the item right from under their noses.
"Why, why can’t I put it into my Item Slot?" Mitchell was stunned, his face a picture of disbelief.
Seeing this, Mu Rufeng gestured subtly, and the fancy tablecloth instantly disappeared from Mitchell’s hands and reappeared in his own.
Mu Rufeng wasn’t foolish enough to not foresee that Contractors might attempt to take his items.
His fancy tablecloth was a Rule Type Item, not only freely providing food but also offering better food for a price, making it quite valuable.
Thus, Mu Rufeng had used a marking card on it; marked items could be taken by others but not placed into their Item Slots.
"Ah ha ha~~! I thought the mood was a bit dull, so I performed a little tablecloth-pulling act for you all," Mitchell laughed heartily and took his seat again.
It was unclear whether Mitchell was just thick-skinned or truly indifferent, appearing as if nothing had happened.
"Heh, since you like performing so much, why don’t you perform a ’heel touching the back of your head’ act?" Mu Rufeng said lightly.
"Sorry, Mr. Butler, I’m not into performing anymore," Mitchell said, and rested his left arm on the table.
Mu Rufeng noticed the Rune tattoo on his left arm—the Login Bracelet.
With Huaxia massively supplying Login Bracelets, nearly all foreign Contractors owned one.
It was the presence of the Login Bracelets that made some Contractors more audacious in their actions.
Like Mitchell, who daringly thought stealing the tablecloth was worth a try, believing that if Mu Rufeng killed him on the spot, it didn’t matter. Because the Rule Item was already in his possession, the Login Bracelet would let him return to the real world at the cost of his arm.
