Only then did Warwolf004 realize what was going on—it made perfect sense, exactly the kind of thing Emberkiss Starmoon would do!
From what Invincible Black Tornado had said earlier, it seemed that Old Six, Old Seven, and Old Nine weren’t just doing well now—they were probably working under Invincible Black Tornado too.
Otherwise, why would he bother making a trade to bring Warwolf004 over? Emberkiss Starmoon was absolutely the type who wouldn’t lift a finger without a reward, so Invincible Black Tornado must’ve paid a hefty price, possibly even gotten scammed out of a fortune.
But... why had Emberkiss Starmoon been so furious earlier, as if she was the one who got swindled? Her face had turned as dark as a shoe sole—Warwolf004 had never seen her lose her cool like that before.
Warwolf004 instantly replied, “Thanks, boss, for reuniting us brothers!”
At the same time, he quickly reached out to the most reliable of the bunch, Old Nine, to get the full story.
Warwolf004: “Hahaha! Ninth Bro, I’m here! Quick, fill me in—what’s the situation now?”
Warwolf009 almost thought he was hallucinating. He even wondered if Eggy Seven was just messing around out of boredom.
But after a quick search, he realized something was off.
Warwolf009: “Who the hell are you? Think this prank is funny?”
Warwolf004 sent a voice message: “What ‘who the hell’? I’m your fourth brother! Invincible Black Tornado pulled me over from another server. What’s going on? Are you all working under him now? Can I join too?”
The moment Warwolf009 heard that rough, fiery voice, he got so excited he immediately tossed over a location card! He also notified Eggy Seven—Old Six could wait until they’d figured things out.
Qi Xu had guessed the Warwolf brothers would be thrilled, so he didn’t rush to interrupt them. But to his surprise, it wasn’t long before Warwolf004 sent him a long message that looked oddly familiar...
Warwolf004: “Boss, behold my shining eyes! Warwolf004 hereby applies to be your loyal sidekick! From today onward, I’ll be your human accessory, faster than express delivery, more efficient than a food courier! You’re the brightest star in the sky, and I’ll be the clingy shadow on the ground! From now on, wherever you point, I’ll charge; if you say east, I won’t glance west; if you say ‘dog,’ I won’t meow ‘cat’! Even if you make me cry, I won’t crack a smile!”
Qi Xu facepalmed and sent a voice reply: “Eggy Seven, step back and give your fourth brother his screen back. At least this time you didn’t spew nonsense like diarrhea—your writing’s improved, and so has your mindset! gOOd!”
Warwolf004: “Hahaha, boss’s critique is spot-on! ੭ᐕ)੭!”
Invincible Black Tornado: “009, you step back too. You’ve used that meme before—time to come up with a new one.”
Old Nine was the biggest meme enthusiast of the group.
Warwolf004 then sent another voice message: “Tornado Boss, even though Old Seven and Old Nine sent those messages earlier, they really do reflect my thoughts. Can I join your crew? I’m pretty strong—at the very least, I can take down Old Seven and Old Nine.”
The sound of arguing and scuffling could clearly be heard in the background...
Qi Xu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He replied with an “OK” and added Warwolf004 to the golden group chat.
Then... he thought back to the voices he’d just heard. Sounded like only three people.
Where was Old Six, Warwolf006? Were the other three ganging up on him? Who even was Old Six?
Qi Xu didn’t meddle or ask. The brothers had their own way of handling things.
Just then, Qi Xu entered Parallel Highway and started wondering if any “trash” or “scrap” would come his way. To prepare, he shrank his vehicle and blocked all weapon ports.
All he had to do now was wait for fate to deliver someone!
Soon, a silver Jinbei minivan appeared diagonally ahead, wrapped in a heart-patterned raincoat. The driver must’ve spotted Qi Xu too.
They deliberately slowed down, and just as Qi Xu thought he’d scored something special, the player started frantically waving and pointing at a small flag fluttering on the side of their van.
The whole act left Qi Xu baffled—what was this about? He sped up to catch up and finally saw the words on the red flag: “88666 Native, Diehard Fan of Tornado Boss!”
The driver, a guy in his early twenties, rolled down the window in excitement when he confirmed it really was Invincible Black Tornado. “Idol, LOOk at me! It’s really you, Tornado Boss! Hahaha, can I get an autograph? Just sign this flag I just bought!”
Qi Xu chuckled awkwardly, then noticed the guy was so hyped he was driving one-handed—his van was about to swerve into Qi Xu’s pink ride. Qi Xu hit the gas and sped off.
“Next time, buddy!”
As he drove on, Qi Xu remembered the guy mentioning he’d “just bought the flag.”
He opened the trading hub, planning to search for flags and see what was up.
But the top-selling item on the recent sales chart was exactly that flag, even beating out the heart-patterned raincoat. Though most people who wanted the raincoat had already bought it, the recent server merge had still given sales a solid boost.
Qi Xu checked the product description:
[88666 Server Must-Have Vehicle Flag (6 Survival Coins): If you’re part of Tornado Boss’s friendly faction, we’ve all agreed—spot this flag, and no fighting! A spiritual pact for mutual goodwill!
Customize your flag with your identity and stance! Comes with a marker! Colors may vary. No refunds or warranties—buy at your own risk!]
Qi Xu was stunned. What kind of entrepreneurial genius was this?
This flag had zero special effects, and Qi Xu—the so-called “Tornado Boss” referenced in the description—had never even endorsed it. Yet in just three days, it had sold 4,700 units!
Not counting production costs, that was over 28,000 Survival Coins in profit. Whoever came up with this niche money-making scheme was a straight-up prodigy.
Qi Xu checked the seller’s profile: username “Wealth from All Directions,” currently driving a Level 4 vehicle.
He decided to reach out. As he opened more and more supply crates, his stockpile of items kept growing.
There was always stuff he didn’t need, but between dungeons, crates, professions, and battles, he barely had time to sort through it all—let alone think of ways to offload it.
Leaving it all to gather dust in his inventory or storage was a waste, especially since managing and selling guild resources would be crucial once he formed a faction.
Having someone dedicated to selling unused items for the guild sounded like a great idea. If they had a procurement specialist (blessed by RNG) and a sales expert, the setup would be perfect.
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