"Schuck must've grasped a strategy that we don't know. That's why he became a Saint Samurai. To maintain his unique advantage, I don't think he'll tell us how he became a Saint Samurai. "
Listening to the deputy chairman's report, Cedarnik pondered for a moment and said, "Contact the ghostwriters and ask them to post on the forum that the chairman of F6 is unwilling to share it with other players even though he knows how to become a Saint Samurai. As the number one guild, he lacked boldness. He was just a good-looking sissy. Try to lead the public's opinion in this direction and smear his reputation. "
The deputy chairman smiled and said, "Schuck is so handsome that he's infuriated the public. It's true that we can stomp him into the mud with a little bit of effort. It's possible that he'll never be able to rise again in the game. He'll probably have to delete his character and start over. Chairman, that's an ingenious move. "
Cedarnik burst into laughter and couldn't have been happier.
At this time, Roland and the others were still in the small dark room, chatting, browsing the forum, or watching TV on the Internet.
Husseret wasn't here. He had gone out to gather information.
The plan had been made. All they had to do now was wait patiently for the opportunity.
But at this moment, Raffel suddenly shouted, "Something's not right. Someone is slandering Schuck on the forum, and there are a lot of posts."
Stunned, Roland and the others dropped what they were doing and logged on to the forum.
As they expected, at least half of the posts on the first page of the general discussion zone were slandering Schuck.
They said that he stole other people's girls and that he was too selfish to share the strategy.
They also said that he was arrogant … So far, there were only seven members of F6.
Some even said that he liked men.
"I can tell that they're organized." Roland chuckled.
Li Lin bashed the desk and cursed, "Damn it. Who did this?"
Everyone else looked at Roland.
Roland thought for a moment and said, "Schuck is too handsome. A lot of people will hate him. Think about it, we've been together for almost twenty years, and apart from the few of us, how many other men of our age have ever given Schuck a good look? "
The other four thought for a while and then shook their heads.
There were at least twenty boys of their age in the community when they were young, but only the five of them could play with Schuck.
Many girls, on the other hand, rushed to play with Schuck when they were young.
Also, they would act cute in all kinds of ways, or forcefully drag him to their homes to play with toys and game consoles, which annoyed Schuck so much that he didn't even look at girls his age nicely for a while.
"Most of the people here have been led astray." Roland thought for a moment and said, "Search the forum for Schuck's posts and find the ones that were posted the earliest."
Raffel and the others immediately got to work and quickly found the earliest dozens of posts.
Roland looked at them one by one, then smiled and said, "They're all smurfs. Someone's leading the way."
"Can you tell who it is?"
"He's probably from Moon Shadow." Roland said with a smile, "Citnick, the chairman of Moon Shadow, is the only one who has conflicts with Schuck recently. Also, he's very rich. It's easy for him to hire a ghostwriter."
"What if it's not him?"
Roland said with a creepy smile, "It has to be him … We can't let him go easily if he dares to threaten to find a hacker to torture Schuck. Those rich heirs are very bold. If he says he'll find a hacker, he'll probably find one. It's just that the hacker might not be good enough to break through Penguin Corporation's firewall. "
Then, Roland said unhurriedly, "So, we can't be too honest. How stupid would it be to fight the enemy head-on when they're already bullying us? Can't we think of something else?"
The other four laughed creepily at the same time.
They were all old friends, and they knew each other very well when they revealed their cunning thoughts.
At this moment, Husseret pushed the door open and walked in.
Patting the dust on his clothes, he sat down on an empty chair and said gloomily with his back hunched, "A minor noble is having a party tonight. Cedarnik will be there with his two best assistants. Should we ambush him on the way? "
Roland asked in surprise, "Why would we ambush him? Let's just raid their nest. Didn't you find out that Moon Shadow doesn't have any top warriors? Cedarnik is the strongest of them all. If he takes two of his best assistants with him, how many people in Moon Shadow can fight?"
"The average level of the people in their guild is level three. Only Cedarnik, the deputy chairman, and one of his trusted subordinates are level five. All three of them will be at the party."
Roland smiled and said, "Then let's just raid their nest and try to ambush them halfway when they return in a hurry."
"That's up to you." Husseret nodded and said, "Then I'll contact the city defense army and my friends in the Church of Life first."
"Also … These are the things you asked me to buy."
Husseret took out all the things that Roland asked him to buy from his system Backpack.
Cans of kerosene, bags of quicklime … and a lot of triangular nails.
Raffel took the kerosene, Li Lin took the quicklime, and Brazil took all the triangular nails.
Husseret, on the other hand, disappeared from the room.
Soon, it was night.
Roland and his teammates, who had been staying in the house, took action.
He came to the bottom of the northwest city wall, where a patrol had just passed by. Husseret was waiting for him too.
Husseret gave the captain some silver coins, and then the captain waved at Roland.
Roland followed them to the top of the city wall and reached the middle of the north wall.
Looking down from the high ground, he saw that Moon Shadow's base was four hundred meters ahead.
A dozen low mud houses were built in a circle. There was a big, bright bonfire in the middle of the circle. Even though he was far away, he could see that at least thirty people were chatting and playing around the bonfire.
Vaguely, he could hear high-pitched but unpleasant singing.
"I'll love even when I'm dead … If I don't give it my all …"
"It's awful, isn't it?" The captain stood next to Roland and said angrily, "Those idiotic Golden Sons don't sleep either. They sing every night. It's awful, like a bald male mermaid sawing wood next to your ear. It's so disgusting that I feel like throwing up."
"So, you want them to disappear?"
"No, you want them to disappear." The captain shook his head. "I don't know anything. My patrol time is up."
He smiled and left with these words before leaving with the patrol team.
Then, the city wall fell into silence. There weren't even any chirps of insects or birds. The silver moon in the sky was very bright. The cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth, and the night wind blew past his ears now and then.
For some reason, Roland remembered a passage that he read in a certain wuxia book.
"The brighter the moon, the more you want to kill; the quieter the night, the easier it is to kill."
At that time, Roland was too young to understand what the passage meant.
But now that he was in the same environment, he suddenly understood and felt that whoever wrote the passage must be a psychopath or an executioner.
New messages popped up in the guild chat system.
Li Lin: "In position."
Raffel: "In position."
Brazil: "In position."
Husseret: "The trap in the Church of Life has been set up."
Roland turned off the guild system and looked at the silver moon in the sky. He extended his right hand and opened his palm.
A tiny flame took shape above his right hand and quickly twisted into a small fireball.
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