"You know I?"
The words escaped Kieran's mouth when he saw Rachel in front of him.
"Of course!
You don't think you are the only one who can reach I among so many players right?
Or … "
"You think what you see is everything?"
Although her face was blurred out by the system, Kieran clearly felt the smile on her face when she said those words.
It wasn't malicious sarcasm or mockery.
But it was filled with ridicule.
However, Kieran didn't care.
"Above the veterans?"
He stared at her and asked.
"Mm.
You can say it like that. We have a fixed date for our gathering, and the next time we meet, I'll bring you to meet them — not all of them, just a few who are quite close to me. "
Rachel nodded and casually picked up a goblet and wiped it carefully.
"What about … Lawless?"
Kieran asked hesitantly.
"He should have entered this circle a long time ago, but the flaws in his character made him unqualified!
Besides, the longer he drags it out, the further away he will be from this circle! "
Kieran clearly heard Rachel's sigh.
It seemed like she was feeling sorry for Lawless.
Kieran also felt a sense of urgency in his heart.
He didn't want to lose a good friend because of the gap in strength.
Kieran's heart was recalling what Rachel said before.
Kieran relaxed a little because his Spirit reached I rank, but it vanished instantly. The urgency to increase his strength rose in his heart again.
It wasn't just to heal Lawless, it was also because of the circle that Rachel mentioned.
The circle formed by all Advanced Rank players.
Suddenly, Kieran thought of something.
"What about the Witch?"
"The Witch is also a member of this circle?"
Kieran asked.
The moment the words escaped his mouth, Kieran saw Rachel's hand tremble.
Even though it returned to normal a moment later, Kieran still noticed it.
"What?"
Kieran asked.
"Demoness …"
"Whether it's for us, veterans, or newbies, she's an unsurpassable existence. You who didn't experience her time will never be able to understand the despair she brings to you. That kind of ever-increasing power is really a nightmare for all of us."
"You can go and see what you're selling. Those guys can't wait any longer!"
Rachel obviously didn't want to talk about the 'witch' in depth, so she quickly changed the topic.
Kieran muttered again in his heart as he watched the man turn around and walk towards the kitchen.
"Demoness?"
"Witch!"
Once again, he discovered how terrifying this nickname and title was.
Just when he thought he was close to the other party, the other party quietly told him how far he was from the other party.
But the more it was like this, the more impulsive Kieran felt.
Chase after him!
Until …
Surpass his opponent!
The sudden thought in his mind made Kieran clench his fist.
He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
Some things didn't need to be shouted.
When he did it, the whole world would know about it.
Before that?
Work hard! Work hard! Work harder!
Selling items was also one of the ways to work hard.
After all, the foundation of one's strength was Points and Skill Points.
When the players saw Kieran walking towards them, they scattered to both sides and opened up a path for him to walk together.
Then, a fight ensued.
Although not all of the players who could become lone wolves were wealthy, they were still much stronger than the common newbies.
Kieran was satisfied with the result.
[Boxer's Bandage], [Interrogator's Knife], [Dark Venom Dagger], and [Nimble Shoes] were all decent magic equipment. They were sold for a total of 30000 Points and 5 Skill Points, with [Interrogator's Knife] being the most valuable and [Boxer's Bandage] being the least valuable.
However, it was a newbie who sold two pieces of equipment.
Naturally, Kieran took a second glance at the newbie. The newbie was wearing a camouflage vest, overalls, and brown leather boots.
When the newbie noticed Kieran was sizing him up, he nodded in a friendly manner and then went back into the crowd.
He didn't show any hostility, all he did was show off his gains and to Kieran, he wasn't someone worthy of his attention.
When Kieran was still a newbie, he was much more exaggerated than the newbie.
After all four of the Magic equipment were sold, the remaining [Calga's Crush] exceeded Kieran's expectation as it was sought after by the veterans.
Ramont and a familiar veteran that Kieran couldn't name were fighting over the Rare equipment.
"Ramont, what are you doing?
You are using dual swords, why are you fighting with me? "
A veteran with a familiar face shouted loudly.
"Rhino, I don't mind having a little more inventory in my arsenal!"
Ramont seemed to have quite a good relationship with Rhino, calling him by his name.
"You're such a greedy bastard!"
"I'm determined to get it!"
The moment I saw it, I knew it was mine! It's mine! "
The buff man named Rhino shouted loudly.
He then turned to Kieran.
"No matter how much this bastard offers, I'll pay more than him!"
Rhino said.
Then, he placed his backpack on the table.
His meaning was obvious.
Rhino had bet everything he had.
Ramont, the competitor, could only smile bitterly at his actions.
"Fine, I'll quit!"
Ramont raised his hands up and shrugged helplessly.
To Kieran's surprise, after Rhino traded 20000 Points and 10 Skill Points from Kieran, he didn't even take the backpack on the table, instead, he picked up [Calga's Crush] and left Harvest Inn happily.
Kieran was at a loss of what to do when he saw the backpack on the table.
He had never met such a buyer before.
"Keep it, don't feel bad about it.
"You deserve it!"
Don't even think about returning it to Rhino, he will think you are insulting him! "
Ramont explained.
In the end, Kieran kept the backpack and counted the points on the spot.
After collecting another 20000 Points, Kieran stood up and left Harvest Inn.
Even though Lawless tried to persuade him to stay, Kieran made his decision right away when he saw Rachel standing behind Lawless.
"Remember to come back and see me!
The owner of this inn is scary! "
"Huh? Rachel, when did you stand behind me?"
"Knife! That's a knife!
Put it down, let's talk! "
…
When Kieran heard the voice behind him, he couldn't help but grin.
His good mood followed him all the way to the train station.
There was a player waiting for him in front of the train station.
The player had his hands in his pockets, wearing a big coat and pants, and a pair of earphones on his head.
"You are 2567?
"My competitor?"
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