The goblin sat on a high-backed chair, swinging his legs smugly. "Like I said, no beggars allowed."
"Can you make it cheaper? It's really too much—I don't have that many Survival Coins."
Jinwen Xingmangyue mimicked Invincible Black Tornado's earlier demeanor, forcing a gentle tone and plastering on a cheeky grin.
The goblin snorted. "When Invincible Black Tornado came, she didn’t haggle at all. No wonder she’s the top human player!"
"Then let me ask—how much did her weapon cost?"
"6666!"
Jinwen Xingmangyue took a deep breath. "Fine, 4000, right? I’ll pay!"
The goblin’s eyes lit up. Black Tornado was right—this actually worked!
"Then follow me to check out my workshop. Over here are the standard materials—no extra charge. The middle section is premium materials—add 200 Survival Coins if you want those. And the far right? That’s the real deal—top-tier materials even Black Tornado couldn’t afford! If you want those, it’s an extra 500!"
Jinwen Xingmangyue was furious. "What?! I’m already paying 4000 Survival Coins! Now you’re adding more?!"
The goblin recalled the script Qi Xu had taught him. "No, no—you can just pick from the standard materials."
If the materials hadn’t been divided into tiers, Jinwen Xingmangyue might not have felt that a custom 4000-coin weapon was a rip-off. But now, with the comparison right in front of her, she couldn’t shake the frustration.
"Which one did Black Tornado pick?"
"She went for the +200 option—didn’t hesitate like you." The goblin was starting to enjoy this con. Way better than just kicking people out.
"Fine, I’ll take the +200 one too."
"Excellent! Very generous! Now, would you like a warranty? We offer one-year, five-year, and ten-year options at different prices."
Jinwen Xingmangyue laughed in disbelief. "What else? Just lay it all out."
"Right now, we’re running a special promotion—deposit 10,000 Survival Coins, and you’ll get a free material upgrade! Plus, next time you need a weapon, you can skip the queue and come straight to me."
"Anything else?"
"If the price is too steep, you can invite friends to help you slash the cost! Just get 1000 players to post ‘The goblin is the unrivaled weapons master’ in the chat hall, and I’ll knock 100 Survival Coins off your total!"
"Sure, sure!"
Jinwen Xingmangyue figured every bit saved counted. As a top player in her district, rallying support shouldn’t be hard.
Watching the flood of messages, the goblin felt pure satisfaction. Black Tornado was a genius!
When Qi Xu noticed the goblin’s skyrocketing favorability, he knew the kid had pulled off the scam—and had a real talent for it.
By the time Jinwen Xingmangyue left the goblin’s workshop, her legs were shaking. She was broke!
First, she’d deposited 10,000 Survival Coins to avoid being squeezed next time.
Then the goblin informed her that her order was backlogged for three months—so she coughed up another 200 to skip the line.
If not for her district’s players spamming nearly 2000 messages and saving her 100 coins, she might’ve had to borrow money just to leave that damn hut...
Fuming, she returned to her district and immediately tracked down Warwolf 004.
She attacked him at full strength the moment they met.
"Are you insane?! If you want a fight, let’s make it life or death!"
Warwolf 004 was baffled by this erratic woman. They’d crossed paths once early in the game on a parallel highway, where she’d spouted nonsense and picked a fight for no reason.
After a brutal brawl, both were injured and retreated. Since then, they’d fought dozens, maybe hundreds of times—always ending in stalemates.
Outside of cross-district arena battles where they begrudgingly cooperated, they mostly just wanted to curse each other out.
In the end, both shattered a defensive item. Jinwen Xingmangyue vented her rage and finally felt a little better. "You’ve got quite the friend."
"What do you mean?"
She tossed Warwolf 004 a district-transfer card. "District 88, Zone 666. Invincible Black Tornado says get your ass over there."
Warwolf 004 froze. "Invincible Black Tornado? The one from the server-wide announcements? Why does she want me?"
"Just go! I’m sick of looking at you. How should I know? She just said she’s got 679 and told you to hurry up and die!"
That was the gist of it. Jinwen Xingmangyue was too irritated to recite it word for word. Once the deal was done, she left.
Warwolf 004, however, read deeper. Did this mean Warwolf 006, Warwolf 007, and Warwolf 009 were in her hands?
Without another word, he checked his inventory and used the transfer card. Destination: District 88, Zone 666!
Qi Xu hadn’t traveled far when Warwolf 004’s private message arrived. He hadn’t expected Jinwen Xingmangyue to be so efficient—he’d assumed she’d drag her feet for days.
Qi Xu had long noticed Jinwen Xingmangyue’s act. She was pretending—playing the flirt, the free spirit, the villain, the seductress.
Sleeping with this one, then that one—it was a deliberate persona, a shield. But why? Did she actually fancy Xie Shaoning’s abs? Unlikely. He wasn’t worth it.
She didn’t seem that into him either. Probably, Xie Shaoning had secrets she didn’t want Qi Xu uncovering, hence the misdirection. But what secrets? And where had Xie Shaoning gone?
After pondering, Qi Xu finally read Warwolf 004’s message.
Warwolf 004: "Hello. Warwolf 006, Warwolf 007, and Warwolf 009 are my brothers. May I ask how they offended you? Whether it’s compensation or conditions, name your terms."
When no reply came, Warwolf 004 grew uneasy. Among the Warwolves, he was the strongest in close combat—and the most cautious.
Someone who’d earned multiple server-wide announcements clearly had power. Starting with threats or declaring war would be idiotic. If she’d gone through the trouble of having that lunatic transfer him to District 88, Zone 666, she must want to talk.
Qi Xu stared at the message, baffled. What exactly had Jinwen Xingmangyue told him?
"Misunderstanding, friend. Your brothers 006, 007, and 009 are fine. I just happened to meet Jinwen Xingmangyue, knew you were in her district, and made a deal to bring you over—so you could reunite."
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