Transmigrated as the Male Lead’s Vegetative Sister in a Game Novel

Chapter 117

"Found them!"

The three of them stared fiercely at the figure amid the crowd of monsters.

A total of thirty players surrounded Wan Huanyu and began farming monsters.

Among them, Assassins and Archers were responsible for pulling monsters, while Tank-type classes held the monsters' aggro.

Wan Huanyu himself had five people around him, each releasing skills to kill the monsters.

Worth noting: those Assassins, Archers, Tanks, and Priests weren't in Wan Huanyu's party, so they earned no experience.

They were simply there to serve Wan Huanyu.

Wan Huanyu sat in a chair, leisurely waiting for experience to fall into his pocket. He sipped red wine with one hand while... playing on his phone with the other?

Wan Huanyu had no interest in the grind of leveling up. He only cared about PK.

His talent was genuinely powerful—an S-rank Space Origin.

He had class-changed into the hidden class Space Mage.

However, ever since Chu Feng was reborn, this once unshakable powerhouse had been reduced to nothing more than roadside trash.

After being slain by his brother Chu Feng, Wan Huanyu's talent had dropped to A-rank.

And in the original storyline, every time Wan Huanyu was killed by Chu Feng in the later stages, he'd drop a fresh batch of equipment.

Now that luck belonged to Chu Fu!

She just wondered how much money Wan Huanyu was carrying on him right now.

"Move!"

Without a second thought, Chu Fu opened her Spirit Plant Satchel.

Go!

Watermelon Bomb Rain!

Chu Fu showered the bus with countless watermelons.

By then, the roaring sound of the mech had already drawn Wan Huanyu and the others' attention.

It was too loud.

Like the noise of a plane flying overhead.

In the game, they'd never heard such a sound.

They almost instinctively looked up—and saw a giant mech descending from the sky.

Their eyes went wide.

"What is that? A mech? Is there some special event?"

Some people hadn't processed it yet.

But Wan Huanyu's face changed drastically.

Feng Huimin had used livestream footage to make conference slides—as an enemy, how could Wan Huanyu not recognize Shen Chi's supposedly paralyzed mech?

He had desperately wanted that mech too, investing a lot of money into having newcomers in his guild pick names like "Mechanic" to try to trigger the Mechanical Domain talent.

But it never worked.

He never expected that the first time he'd encounter that mech, it would be a sworn enemy coming to his doorstep.

The next moment, huge round spheres came tumbling down from the sky.

Those were... watermelons?!

"Run!"

Wan Huanyu shouted, and in a flash of light, sped away.

Spatial Blink!

He could teleport 20 meters in an instant—a lifesaver in any battle.

But Blink had a cooldown. He couldn't use it again for at least two minutes.

The skill activated, letting him escape the lethal blast radius.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!"

The watermelons crashed to the ground, crushing the players that had remained at the spot.

"Fast on your feet!"

Shen Chi clenched his lips, raised both arms, and aimed the twin golden guns mounted on them at Wan Huanyu.

"RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT!"

A stream of bullets poured out.

But Wan Huanyu gestured with his staff—a silver vortex appeared before him, swallowing the bullets until they vanished.

Then, in the blink of an eye, another vortex opened in the sky above, raining the bullets down onto Shen Chi's mech.

"Wan Huanyu has an S-rank Space talent. He can blink, and he can also use spatial rifts to reflect projectile attacks back at the attacker."

Of course, that only applied to ballistic skills.

Chu Fu waved her hand, engulfing Wan Huanyu in a sickly red haze of spreading plague.

Wan Huanyu popped potions desperately.

"Huanyu Guild, come to me!"

Even while chugging potions, he pulled out a signal flare.

"FWOOSH!"

The firework shot into the sky.

This was a Level 2 guild ability that summoned guild members to your location—up to 500 people.

And Wan Huanyu frequently PK'd, preferring to dogpile enemies with numbers. He fired off the flare, and his crew swarmed in.

"Priests, heal now!"

Wan Huanyu was screaming.

"Invite me back to party, give me 10 healers. I don't believe they can kill me!"

"Don't worry, Young Master Wan. With me here, they can't touch you."

A tall, slender girl spoke up. Her ID read: Twelve-Winged Holy Healing Angel.

The Huanyu Corporation's true star player, known across the entire server as the number one healing goddess.

In the original story, she truly was a top-tier healer.

The Holy Healing Angel raised her staff—an instant shield bloomed in a 20-meter diameter around her.

The spreading plague was repelled, and the area became purified ground.

Plague Spreading had no effect.

"What are you bragging about? Break!"

Xie Lin descended from above.

Holy Judgment.

Light against light.

The two forces smashed into each other.

More and more players were flooding in by now.

"Get down here!"

One player yelled out.

"Wind mages—Anti-Flight!"

In an instant, Chu Fu and Shen Chi plummeted vertically.

Thankfully, they weren't high off the ground to begin with. Chu Fu even rolled once as she came off the bus.

"Taunt!"

Shield Warriors started taunting Chu Fu.

They wanted her occupied, attacking their tanky selves instead of Wan Huanyu. Then others would burn her down, and she'd be finished.

But they seriously underestimated her.

The gap in mental power between Chu Fu and them was far too vast.

With such a gap, Taunt was useless. It only grabbed a player's attention for under a second before breaking instantly.

"Annoying. Think you're the only one who can taunt?"

Chu Fu pulled more plants out of her Spirit Plant Satchel.

She didn't even need to speed-grow them mid-combat anymore.

She had plenty in stock.

In an instant, 55 Gloom Mushrooms got summoned by Chu Fu.

Their caps emitted flickering lights that immediately seized everyone's attention.

Then—spore burst.

A purple mist rolled outward, poisoning everyone on the field again.

This time it was spore parasitism, not viral infection—Dispel wasn't going to cut it.

The tanks who had intended to hold Chu Fu's attention were instead drawn toward the Gloom Mushrooms and started nibbling the caps.

After being infected by the spores, several players dropped dead on the spot.

"BOOM!"

Shen Chi's mech blasted everywhere.

Chu Fu seized the moment, letting Plague Spreading infect the corpses on the ground, then detonating the toxins.

"Virulent Eruption!"

BANG!

A puddle of verdant poison spread beneath everyone's feet.

The Holy Healing Angel's protective shield shattered under the Holy Judgment bombardment.

Then the Gloom Mushrooms's lure took hold—even she failed to heal in time, stumbling towards the mushrooms instead.

After that, Chu Fu's poison pool, Shen Chi's cannon fire, and Xie Lin's Royal Sword Qi swept through Wan Huanyu's forces.

Players shrieked as they tumbled over as green-glowing corpses.

Wan Huanyu didn't escape either.

"YOU HAVE SLAIN: WAN HUANYU."

Wan Huanyu's vision went black and white. Lying on the ground, he trembled in fury.

[System Notice: You have a Resurrection Scroll in your inventory. Choose whether to resurrect within 3 seconds. 3, 2...]

[System Notice: Your Resurrection Scroll has been picked up by another player.]