"Who has a return scroll? Give it to me now! Don't let me find out who looted my corpse."
Wan Huanyu roared.
But looking around, everyone was so poor they wore rough hemp clothes.
The Holy Healing Angel let out a shrieking scream.
"Where's my full set of golden gear?"
She'd been too busy using her talent to revive herself to notice what she was wearing.
Only now did she realize her golden equipment was gone—completely vanished.
She completely lost it.
They'd only merged servers 11 days ago, and it wasn't until day 6 that they cleared the hell-level dungeon. Only five teams in the entire guild could clear it, and it had only slowly grown from there.
Whether it was mage gear or priest gear, it all belonged to the Holy Healing Angel—who else but the one with the strongest talent?
A single golden item cost 6 to 9 gold coins. A full set was at least 100 gold—that was 100 million!
This gear was also part of her annual salary. As long as she had replacements, she could sell the old pieces and pocket the coin.
Her little nest egg had been stolen right out from under her. How could she not scream?
Wan Huanyu realized the gravity of it too. No more waiting.
He bolted.
"Hold them off!"
He ran toward the guild members who'd just arrived—those who still had gear.
A guild member immediately handed him a return scroll.
He tore it open on the spot.
Return countdown: 10... 9... 8...
"Hold them. Just hold them for 7 more seconds."
But he clearly overestimated his teammates.
Chu Fu stepped into the duel arena and swung her staff at the brawler across from her.
A sickly green skill struck the top of the opponent's head.
Poison Bolt!
Single-target attack.
-1726!
A massive damage number appeared above the brawler's head.
"Holy crap!"
The brawler nearly had a heart attack seeing that damage and frantically chugged the most potent potion available.
Chu Fu didn't give him time.
[Virulent Burst!]
Poison Bolt lasts 15 seconds, dealing damage every 3 seconds. All 5 remaining ticks were stacked together and triggered at once.
-8630!
The brawler died stone-cold dead.
Chu Fu exited the duel space and saw Wan Huanyu shrouded in a white glow—the unmistakable light of a return scroll.
Not only that, the Holy Healing Angel had raised a Holy Light Domain.
There were dandelions at Chu Fu's feet. She immediately urged them forward.
"Buzzzzzzz!"
The dandelions spun and shredded the Holy Light Domain's barrier.
The shield's defense and shield value were tied directly to the Holy Healing Angel's own stats. Without her golden gear, her attributes had plummeted, and this barrier was no match for what it used to be!
Not only that—Shen Chi also emerged.
[Mechanical Overload]
The mech let out a roaring boom as a fist a full meter wide slammed into the Holy Light Domain.
With both attacks stacked, the barrier's defense shattered in an instant.
Then the millstone-sized fist swung toward Wan Huanyu.
Wan Huanyu had no choice but to abandon the teleport, or he'd be flattened into paste.
[Blink]
Wan Huanyu escaped the spot.
"BOOM!"
The Holy Healing Angel and the surrounding players in rough hemp clothes—those too slow to flee—all died on the spot.
Chu Fu cast Plague Spread, engulfing Wan Huanyu, and the poison took him down instantly.
Second kill!
Wan Huanyu cursed again in the guild chat.
[Wan Huanyu][Guild Leader]: "Useless! Can't even buy 10 seconds????"
[Holy Healing Angel]: Guild leader, what do we do? I'm dead too, and my self-resurrection has a 24-hour cooldown.
So she couldn't immediately get up and revive Wan Huanyu.
Just then, a flood of messages burst through the guild chat.
"Manager Huimin is online!!"
"Manager, what do we do? You give the orders, we'll follow!"
The group acted as if they'd found their anchor.
Wan Huanyu's vision was spinning again, and he immediately started cursing.
[Wan Huanyu][Guild Leader]: "Feng Huimin, you'd better hurry the hell up!"
At that moment, the female player with the ID "Professional Manager Feng Huimin" rolled her eyes.
'Five million annual salary, fifty million in dividends! Five million annual salary, fifty million in dividends!'
Feng Huimin pinched the bridge of her nose, then rapidly analyzed the current situation.
Feng Huimin said quickly: "All MT classes, report to me right now, I'm assigning groups. All assassins, come to me to collect resurrection scrolls.
Assassination squad, get ready!
Mage bombardment squad, get ready.
Prepare dispel potions and antidote potions. Coordinates XXXX, XXXX, regroup! Start setting up traps!"
All the players moved like pieces of a precision machine, roaring into action.
However, the looks on their faces were extremely strange.
Feng Huimin's talent was very poor—only C-rank. Later on, Feng Huimin herself analyzed that she'd gotten a bad talent because she had zero interest in the game.
However, Feng Huimin's class was very interesting.
[Commander]
Her orders could actually influence players—after she issued a command, obedience increased by 30%.
So, even though Feng Huimin couldn't get any good equipment and her level wasn't high, she was still the Number One Commander of the entire Huanyu Workshop—the so-called Raid Leader.
Now, the command Feng Huimin issued was the order to form a raid party.
Every day, at least five hundred people followed Feng Huimin to hunt down map bosses.
Now, those boss-hunting tactics were being used against three players.
From a kilometer away, Feng Huimin directed the crowd.
"Three MTs go in first—taunt the three of them. Lu An, you focus on the plant girl; her mental strength is too high, no one else can hold aggro on her."
Lu An was the S-rank tank class of the Huanyu Guild, and his taunt skill was enhanced to level 3.
The three of them charged in like lone heroes, entering Chu Fu's plague mist.
They withstood the toxins and cast taunts at Chu Fu.
Chu Fu stared at the big brute in front of her, feeling nothing but contempt.
"Taunting me again?"
Chu Fu immediately used a Bewitching Mushroom to taunt them right back.
A kilometer away.
Feng Huimin also saw this happen.
She immediately realized it was a new plant of Chu Fu's.
"All ranged shooters, attack the purple mushroom."
Even without Feng Huimin's command, the players within 200 meters were already casting spells at the Bewitching Mushroom.
The Bewitching Mushroom was destroyed, and the ranged archers immediately fell back.
They even broke out in a cold sweat.
It felt like they'd been taunted by an MT.
But that distraction had already given some assassins the chance to sneak up beside Wan Huanyu.
"Do you think I'm blind?"
Xie Lin swept his King's Sword in an arc, instantly killing the lurking assassins.
But the next moment, the MT who had just recovered from the Bewitching Mushroom's effect immediately taunted him.
"I'll kill you and your turtle shell first!"
Xie Lin was instantly filled with hatred for the MT, raised his sword, and struck.
Another thief crept closer and finally used a resurrection scroll to bring Wan Huanyu back to life.
100 gold coins spent.
Wan Huanyu was revived.
His head would no longer be kicked around like a football.
“Young Master Wan, don’t stop—put on your gear and run, use teleport to get away, as far as you can!”
That assassin tossed a pair of speed-boosting boots to Wan Huanyu.
Wan Huanyu put them on and bolted.
On the other side, Xie Lin and Shen Chi finished off the A-rank MT in front of them and gave chase.
Feng Huimin barked out the order: “Focus fire on the plant man—er, I mean, focus fire on that leafy green!”
