"Before you throw it, make sure you know your escape route!" The Han Family's young master emphasized. With this guy's dark side, it was natural that he would try his best to figure out other people's thoughts in the dark. In his mind, it was inevitable that someone would surround and kill the person who was throwing equipment. Therefore, throwing equipment was actually a high-risk activity. He did not participate in it himself. At this time, he was sitting in the Little Thunder Tavern, enjoying his drink. Around him was a crowd that was eyeing him like a tiger watching its prey. Everyone in Cloud Peak City knew that Young Master Han was a very powerful person. He was currently doing an equipment throwing event. If this guy sat in the tavern, who knew if the equipment would drop from his body?
Young Master Han's face was too recognizable. Moreover, it wasn't convenient for him to cover his face. Wasn't he drinking? Young Master Han was very strict when it came to drinking. Drinking with his face covered was not a good idea.
Those who waited patiently for Young Master Han to throw the equipment were honest people. Of course, there were also people who harbored evil intentions in their hearts. Looking around carefully to make sure that there weren't any Thousand Miles Drunk, Sword Ghoul, or any other valiant combatants around, his face darkened, and he steeled his heart. He wanted to kill this young lord of the Han Clan.
It was understandable that these players would have such thoughts. In the eyes of everyone, the most overpowered players were like a moving treasure trove. If they were killed, they would drop something. As long as they dropped something, it would definitely be something good!
Under such temptation, someone finally walked down the path of making a mistake. These guys with evil intentions quickly found the same look in the eyes of the crowd. They could communicate with each other very well. When they saw that there were also people who planned to do the same, they didn't think too much and rushed out quickly. Young Master Han was a Cleric. In their eyes, a guy with no combat ability was a fat sheep. Whoever was late would not be able to eat it.
Just as these people were about to squeeze out of the crowd, Young Master Han suddenly threw his hand into the air and shouted, "It's here!"
"Ah!" The crowd went wild. The moment Young Master Han threw it, the item flew in all directions. The item was small, but it flew very fast. In the blink of an eye, it fell into the crowd. However, many people saw where the item landed and immediately rushed towards the nearest direction.
"What did he throw?"
"I don't know, it looks like a ring!"
"I think it's a badge!"
"I don't care! Snatch it!!"
The crowd was in chaos. The masked men were squeezed by the players and couldn't move an inch. They suddenly realized that they were in the center of the crowd. It seemed that no matter which direction, the crowd was converging towards them …
That fellow!!! Before they were submerged, they looked towards where Young Master Han was sitting and saw an extremely sinister smile. With a flash of white light, that person disappeared with a teleportation scroll with that smile on his face.
He did it on purpose! He had seen through it long ago!! By the time he realized this, it was already too late. Amidst the surging crowd, there were you and me, but there was no equipment. Everyone stared at their feet. Finally, someone's eyes lit up and he bent down to pick it up. The others saw the clues and hurriedly tried to stop him. This person fell to the ground, but he still managed to pick up the item. Then, he spat out a mouthful of blood. "F * ck, it's a wine bottle cap!"
"Tsk!" Everyone laughed awkwardly and let him off the hook. They continued to look for their footing.
Wine bottle cap, it was wine bottle cap again, why was it always wine bottle cap? At first, the player who picked up the bottle cap didn't think too much about it. This was a tavern! Wasn't it normal for there to be a wine bottle cap on the ground? He could only blame himself for being too observant. But after picking up the bottle caps one after another from where Young Master Han had thrown them, someone finally came to a realization. "F * ck, that bastard couldn't have thrown the bottle caps, right?"
When they looked back, the person at the table was gone. But a sharp-eyed player shouted, "Ah, it's there!!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice. There was a piece of paper under the wine glass at the table where Young Master Han had sat. Everyone thought that it was a mutated magic scroll and rushed forward to snatch it. The player who was lucky enough to get a piece of paper also spat out a mouthful of blood under everyone's gazes. "F * ck, it's a message."
Then, he read it out loud. "Don't bother me, I don't have any equipment."
Some people didn't believe him, but this person generously passed the paper around to everyone. Naturally, whoever saw it would spit out blood. At the same time, there was news of equipment being thrown in other places in the city. The people in the tavern all spat out blood when they heard the news. "F * ck, I miscalculated!"
There was one item in each of the twenty-five places, so the fighting was naturally more intense than in the Little Thunder Tavern. The order of the scene was extremely chaotic, and the members who threw the items were able to escape unscathed because they were already prepared for it. But the process was still very dangerous. Eighteen people were targeted, and eight of them successfully escaped. The other ten exchanged fire with the other party, but they all escaped in the end. One important reason was that the people who did this didn't belong to any organization. So, after they locked onto their target, they didn't say anything for fear of being discovered. This situation was beneficial for escaping in the chaotic situation. Of the ten people who exchanged fire, six escaped in the chaos, and the other four took care of the person who had evil intentions on the spot.
What happened in Moonlit Night City was basically the same as in Cloud Cloud City. The only difference was that there wasn't such a person in the tavern.
After completing the first equipment throwing quest, the people quickly hid after escaping, and summarized the experience and lessons learned from the first time. A total of seven people still had lingering fear in their hearts. It was a close shave for them to survive. The remaining people also realized that the risk of mixing in with the crowd was indeed greater than they had imagined. They had to think of another way next time.
And just as they escaped, the items that they threw were already picked up by the players. Players who were lucky enough to get their hands on 50 items had to pay with their lives. But seeing the value of the items, most players who lost their lives felt that it was worth it. Some gossipers quickly showed off their luck to their friends, and the news spread quickly. Soon, even the forums had posted about it. But the player who posted only heard about this equipment, and then it disappeared in the blink of an eye. He was still in a hurry to go back to the game to pick up the items!
Although most players still didn't know whether the items were good or not, at least they were really being dropped. This was already confirmed by the players in the two main cities, and so they rubbed their fists in anticipation of the next round. And the people on the forums were all far away from the two cities who didn't have the chance to participate in the event. After seeing the equipment that was dropped, half of the people asked what else was there, and the other half begged for teleportation scrolls.
As time passed, in this hour, the forums continued to post a few more items that were thrown in the first round. All of them made people drool with envy. Some players had already complained to the officials, asking for fair treatment, and asking to participate in the "you throw, I'll pick, I'll pick" event in Cloud Cloud City.
Now, the officials were also paying attention to this event. They even responded to the players with an official statement, which basically meant: This is the players' own behavior, it's none of my business.
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed. The fighting spirit of the players in Cloud Cloud City and Night Moon City that had been stirred up in the last round was somewhat extinguished. Out of ten players, eight or nine were denouncing the very OP players for not throwing the equipment quickly. The second round quietly arrived.
This time, no one saw anyone throw things into the sky, no one saw anyone quietly put things on the ground, and no one saw anyone pretend to tie their shoelaces. In the two main cities, there were twenty-five spots each, and there were a total of fifty spots. Everyone heard a shout at the same time. "Hey! Look over there!!! "
Everyone looked there, and so they saw what they had been waiting for for an hour.
Crazy snatching, crazy snatching again, but this time, the very OP players didn't expose themselves. They all put the items in a certain spot when no one was paying attention, and then gave the order to collectively shout such a shout. Crazy snatching, another round of crazy snatching.
Crazy snatching, another round of crazy snatching. After an hour of grinding, the players, who seemed to have lost their will to fight, showed their vitality again in that instant. Everyone pounced on these 50 obscure corners, fiercely snatching these 50 unknown items.
Those who succeeded, those who failed, those who showed off, those who gossiped, those who revealed information, everything was a repeat of the previous round. The items that were thrown in this round appeared in twos and threes on the forum. In terms of value, it was comparable to the previous round. As expected, they were all the same items. Moreover, some observant people quickly discovered that the interval between this and the previous round was about one hour, and during this hour, there was no sound at all.
Could it be that they were going to throw it once an hour??
This hidden pattern was discovered by the players very quickly, but how many items were thrown in each time? This should have been obvious, but until now, no one knew. After all, it required the fifty people who picked up the items to drop something at the same time, but who would have the time to do that? People were always like this. If they were lucky once, they would definitely want to be lucky a second time. After these two rounds, a total of a hundred lucky people were excitedly preparing for the third round.
For the third round, the players were also a little prepared. They roughly estimated that it would last for an hour. Seeing that the time was approaching, everyone perked up.
An hour was up! Everyone pricked up their ears and widened their eyes. Cloud City and Moonlight City were currently the two main cities with the most people, but at the same time, they were also the two main cities that were the quietest.
In the end, there was no sound, and no one threw anything.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes … Ten minutes passed, and there was no news of anyone picking up any items.
The players looked at each other.
"Who the f * ck said that they would throw it once an hour?" Someone was already cursing. After all, it was everyone's speculation that they would throw it once an hour. Some people were very overpowered, but they had never said such a thing.
"Have you finished throwing them? That's it? "
"Damn, that's all?" Too many people complained. This type of complaint definitely wouldn't be stopped. Even if everyone had one item, there would always be people who felt that another round was more appropriate. People were always greedy.
The players were discussing among themselves, and in the blink of an eye, another ten minutes had passed. Many people already thought that the item throwing event was about to end, and they were all asking around for news on the forum.
Thus, the third round of throwing quietly began at this moment. This time, very overpowered people chose a place with less people. After looking at their escape route, they each chose a method that they felt was reliable and threw the items. The items were quickly discovered, but the person who threw them was nowhere to be found. This time, it was a silent throw, very much in line with the silent scene in the two cities during the hour.
Thus, quietly, the third round ended. This time, there was no large-scale looting because the places where the items were thrown were remote places with few people. It was really not easy to find 25 such places in the two cities, so they were 20 minutes late. Everyone felt a little guilty, but Mr. Han said, "We set the rules, and we can also change them. I said that I would throw it once an hour, but I didn't say which minute of the hour it would be. Even if I threw it at the 59th minute, it would still count as an hour."
Compared to the previous two times, the third time was really not as enthusiastic. Many players were in disbelief when they heard the news. "It's over? When did it end? Ten minutes ago? F * ck, why did I only know about it now? "
The movement of the throwing was small, and the range of the news was small, and it spread slowly. The third round of throwing took a long time to be accepted by the players. And this time, the players who picked up the items seemed to be low-key, and the information on the forum was less than the previous time.
"Is it really going to end?" Rumors started again. Everyone felt that this event was going to slowly disappear in such silence …
Thus, the fourth round could not be more public. When the hour was up, the first to know weren't the players waiting in the game, but the players in the offline forum.
In the forum, a post suddenly appeared, announcing the 50 coordinates of the two main cities in the fourth round.
"F * ck!" The players sitting on their computers and browsing the forum were filled with grief and anger. They hated it! Although they had first-hand information, they couldn't fly over and snatch the item. In the end, they could only contact their friends and relatives in the two cities to tell them the news.
The players in the two cities were in an uproar. Some people suspected that the post was a prank, but they got a negative answer. That was because the ID of the post was clear, Brother You! Brother You, the most ferocious person on the forum, was also one of the very overpowered core members, Brother You.
No one doubted it anymore. Everyone chose the nearest place and ran madly. It was said that the post was a preview, which meant that they hadn't started throwing yet. They had to quickly grab that place.
Because of this post, the people in the two cities gathered together, which was rare. Although there were still some players who didn't know about the news, there were already empty streets in the two cities.
Thus, a second post appeared on the forum. Because the location in the preview was too crowded, the thrower couldn't reach the scene, so he had to change it to the following location. Shua shua shua, another 50 coordinates appeared.
"F * ck!" The players in front of their computers vomited blood. Those who replied in disdain, and those who contacted their friends and relatives quickly contacted them.
When the news was sent into the game, no one made a sound. They quietly turned around and left.
On the empty street, 50 very overpowered heroes waited. They had to wait until someone appeared in their line of sight. Otherwise, if they threw it now, the equipment might be taken away by the system when someone really rushed over.
This time, the Archers and Bandits had a huge advantage. Their speed allowed them to snatch back the second coordinates without any suspense.
This time, they didn't come for nothing. They saw the masked player. After seeing them, the masked player threw an item and turned to leave.
Another round of crazy running. This round, it wasn't just luck anymore. It seemed to be a competition of connections and the attributes of the characters.
Players without connections would not be able to receive news from their friends and family, and players without Movement Speed would not be able to win this round of running back and forth.
At the same time, this round finally let the players know how many items were thrown in each round. Since they were all snatched by friends and relatives offline, this time, there was a collective explosion of 50 items.
Equipment, scrolls, precious life skill materials, and rare quest items. Each of the fifty items had its own value, and none of them were dispensable. In comparison, the least valuable item was probably the Lightning Enhancement Scroll. However, this was only to say that it was worthless. For a Lightning Mage, this item's practical value was exactly the same as a Water Enhancement Scroll.
"Fifty items in one round. That's a lot!" The players exclaimed. After seeing the value of these 50 items, everyone was embarrassed to say that 50 items in one round was not a good number. No one suspected that there was anything fishy about this unbelievable behavior. The player had thrown out 50 items in one round. There were 200 items in total. Every single one of them was valuable. Even if they swept through the auction houses and trading streets of a main city, they might not be able to find 200 items of such value in one round. Furthermore, the player was given to you for free. How could you say that it wasn't a good number?
The players waited expectantly for the fifth round of benefits.
Compared to the previous competition of connections and movement speed, the fifth round had become a competition of luck.
The player who threw the equipment was very unbelievable. He didn't do anything after it was time. He just walked to a random player and whispered, "You're in luck. Follow me."
Thus, the players who followed him received the items in the fifth round. Compared to the previous three rounds, this round was even more quiet. Brother You made a post after the event to announce that this round was over. Fifty players had already received their gifts. Then, there was also the promised information from the 50 players.
This was supposed to be a competition of pure luck, but the final results showed that the percentage of female players who won this time was surprisingly high. Out of the 50 people who won, there were as many as 44 female players, and every one of them was a beauty.
There was no need to say anything. Even if most people weren't as obvious about this as Imperial God Ming and Zhan Wushang, this was indeed a popular activity. Under such circumstances, who would want a player who was pleasing to the eye? Forty-four people found a beautiful player …
"Being beautiful is also a very lucky thing!" Wu Shang expressed his opinion of Zhan Zhan.
"No, this is also a type of strength." Young Master Han said seriously.
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