Dungeons level 20 and above can now hold up to 20 players at maximum capacity.
These three naturally wanted to join the strongest team and secure the stat point reward for first place on the dungeon speed-clear leaderboards.
"For now, go run some dungeons!"
However, the three of them had very poor equipment, since the Huangyu Guild had already been stripped clean.
Chu Fu provided some silver-tier gear, but golden gear was out of the question—there wasn't that level of trust yet.
Let them earn it themselves.
Chu Fu, Shen Chi, and Xie Lin left the party, allowing Dream King, Holy Healing Angel, and Lu An to join.
"Wahhh, finally found a group! I never got a chance to run dungeons before!"
Dream King cried out in complaint.
Holy Healing Angel gripped her newly acquired silver staff, sizing up the two healers in the party—Suture Saint and Little Sister Wu—thinking to herself that her talent was definitely stronger than theirs. She would put on a good show later and make them feel inferior.
Meanwhile, Lu An felt immense pressure upon seeing Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao decked out in full golden gear.
Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao teased: "This time, without those three freaks—especially without Plant Girl—you guys better seize the opportunity!"
The others naturally nodded in agreement.
Before, with those three around, the monsters were dead before anyone else could even deal damage.
So it wasn't that their contribution was too low—it was that they never got the chance!
Now, it was their time to shine.
Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao mounted her Bronze-Hide Rhino, glancing back at the three newcomers.
"Try to keep up back there!"
With that, seven people rode Bronze-Hide Rhinos, charging straight ahead.
"Green-skinned freaks, I'll smash your skulls in!" Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao taunted.
She taunted while running.
Lu An's face changed.
"What is she doing?"
In his experience, pulling more than five mobs in the Hell difficulty dungeon risked a team wipe, yet Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao was kiting a whole horde of them.
"So this is what they call 'train pulling.' I heard Bitter Melon King mention it in the group chat.
Come on, we can't fall behind!
Don't resist—I'll carry you all the way!"
Dream King said, unleashing his psychokinesis with a burst, and instantly, the three of them floated off the ground.
"My speed exceeds a bullet!"
After a burst of psychokinetic delusion, the three shot forward like arrows from a bow, catching up to the front-runners.
Lu An and Holy Healing Angel were dumbfounded. Back in Guguan Town, they had never encountered players this powerful.
The other party was likely hiding from the Huangyu Studio all along—clearly, Huangyu had long earned its notorious reputation.
The group dragged a massive train of monsters behind them, not stopping until they reached the entrance to the first BOSS room, where Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao shouted:
"Absolute Defense!"
Instantly, the monsters' attacks on her went from being a nuisance to being completely unable to break her defense.
The DPS started their assault.
"A healer who doesn't want to be DPS isn't a real healer. I'm reclassing into damage—Thousand Needles, Ten Thousand Holes!"
Suture Saint unleashed her skill, and behind her appeared a dense cluster of hands, casting Thousand Needles, Ten Thousand Holes twelve additional times.
The mobs turned into puppets on strings, pierced through by countless needles.
Everyone else watching just felt how ridiculously overpowered this was.
"So this is the strength of the founding members? Even a healer's damage is this high?"
Dream King said, a bit dramatically.
He believed the founding members were Chu Fu, Shen Chi, Xie Lin, Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao, and Suture Saint.
The next five would naturally be the second generation.
And himself, Lu An, and Holy Healing Angel would be the third generation.
The first generation was naturally the strongest, with each generation growing weaker.
When the BOSS fight came, everyone seemed to compete with one another, pulling out all the stops.
Bitter Melon King's agony attacks, Shafu Liangu's insect self-detonation, Zhimengzhe's enlarged puppets, and Grandma Wu Yingchun's infinite combo chain.
Even Little Sister Wu, as a witch doctor, brought incredibly powerful buffs with her prayer and weaken spells.
The three newcomers were completely carried.
Holy Healing Angel and Lu An especially—
They had farmed this dungeon before, dying over and over every day. One small mistake could lead to a full wipe. They'd spend about four hours a day grinding through it.
But now, the output of this team was absolutely insane!
It only took one hour to clear the dungeon.
Holy Healing Angel and Lu An felt like it was over too soon.
"Everyone, step up your game! We've fallen back from our record of 40 minutes to 60 minutes again."
Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao was still unsatisfied.
Holy Healing Angel and Lu An exchanged glances.
What kind of suffering had they endured under the Huangyu Studio before?
Switching teams really was the right call.
Not to mention, after boss kills, all gear was auctioned publicly, and wages were distributed by contribution—absolutely fair!
Back at Huangyu Studio, they had to hand over all equipment directly. Apart from what they personally needed, they got nothing else, so there was no extra income.
Now, with just one dungeon run, they'd earned over 1 gold coin each.
After the group exited the dungeon, Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao and her six companions crushed their town-return scrolls and teleported back to Fengdu Town.
Holy Healing Angel felt a pang of loss.
"Will they come back tomorrow?"
Dungeon runs like this were too much fun—she didn't want it to end.
...
Meanwhile,
While Jiao Jiao Bu Jiao led the team into the Nightmare difficulty dungeon, Shen Chi piloted his mech and returned to Fenghe Town.
Chu Fu and the others entered the city and took out a loudspeaker.
[Server 0258888] [Who Wants to Be a Plant Girl]: "Selling golden gear at high prices! Top-tier MT defensive equipment, best healer gear, super DPS gear! No discounts! One set for 100 gold—message me if interested!"
Inside the dungeon.
Wang Rongxun, who was still struggling against the final BOSS, was stunned.
Didn't you guys come here just six hours ago?
Why are you back again?
And now selling golden gear?
Wang Rongxun stared at the Hell-difficulty BOSS he couldn't seem to beat, feeling completely played.
The veins on his cheeks twitched, as if he were gritting his molars.
"Drop combat—I'm going to buy the gear!"
He had no choice but to buy.
He'd discovered that dying too many times, even with resurrection spells, caused you to lose talent points!
And his talent was already terrible—he couldn't afford to lose more!
He crushed his town-return scroll, teleported back to the city, and found Chu Fu set up at a street stall.
Chu Fu claimed to sell full sets, but it only included six pieces: helmet, chest, pants, gloves, boots, and belt.
That worked out to about 16.6 gold per piece.
These pieces had mediocre stats and average traits, worth about 6 or 7 gold on the actual market.
Actually, Wang Rongxun was wrong.
These pieces were selling for only 3 gold in the city.
Chu Fu was selling at a fivefold markup, and Wang Rongxun had to choke it down.
Wang Rongxun forced a smile, walked up to Chu Fu and her group, and even gave a slight bow.
"Folks, I know you have no fondness for our Rongxun Studio. That car accident years ago—my sister was at fault. But she is she, and I am me!"
"I can't choose my blood relatives, but I can choose who I call friends."
"I'd like to make some friends here. I hope we can get along peacefully from now on."
