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Chapter 354

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It was evening. After eating dinner, feeding the cat, and tidying up a bit, Feng Bujue laid down in the game cabin. After a series of operations, he finally arrived at the log-in lobby.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared in the elevator, a text window popped up in front of him, accompanied by a system voice prompt.

[You are currently ranked second on the combat effectiveness ranking. Please choose whether to publicly reveal your nickname (currently anonymous by default).]

Immediately after, another dialog box appeared. There were a total of three options, [Publicly], [Anonymously], and [Choose later].

Feng Bujue was slightly surprised by this, but after thinking about it, he understood that it was reasonable. He thought about it for a while … and chose to remain anonymous.

[Operation successful.]

[You can change this setting at any time from the touchable menu in the log-in lobby.]

[In the future, if you temporarily leave the combat effectiveness ranking and return, the system will automatically use this setting.]

After settling this matter, Feng Bujue immediately began to check his mail.

Needless to say, there was already a pile of mail waiting for him in the mailbox.

According to the chronological order, the first sender was Blade Runner. On the 19th, when he sent the [Endless Grenade Box], he said that there were two more items from the [Hard Drive 2455-A-1] that would be sent the next day. However, since the second day, Brother Jue had not been online, so he only received them today.

One of the items was:

[Name: WJQ-308 Military Shovel (Indestructible)]

[Type: Tool]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Function: Everything!]

[Remark: This is the most dominant military product developed by a certain country after the "Take Your Life 3000". It has all the functions of a shovel, ax, saw, hammer, ruler, bottle opener, can opener, pliers, wrench, paddle, shield, hook, anchor, and pickaxe. The words "Made in China" on the wooden handle is undoubtedly a guarantee of quality.]

And the other item was …

[Name: Energy Storage Tri-Edge Bayonet]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Attack: Strong]

[Attribute: None]

[Special Effect: 100% Additional Bleeding Effect (Theoretically, targets can bleed); Provides 1% -100% Additional Damage Based on Energy Storage.]

[Prerequisite: Fighting C, Level 30]

[Remarks: Automatic energy storage speed is 1% per second]

Young Master Jian was indeed a man of his word, a man of his word. There was no evidence to back up that verbal promise. Even if he reneged on it, Feng Bujue would have nothing to say. However, Young Master Jian handled the matter very well and was also very kind.

In fact, he could send three pieces of garbage to Feng Bujue and say that they were created from the hard drive. No one could prove it anyway. But he didn't. Whether it was the grenade magazine from before or the military shovel and stiletto now, they were all very practical and powerful equipment. These three items would not be bound after use, which meant that even if Feng Bujue did not use them, he could still put them up for sale in the auction house.

Of course, Brother Jue would not do that. These were all good stuff. Even if he did not use them himself, he could give them to his teammates.

"Brother Feng, even if I give you everything, the quality is not bad, right? Also, you must have seen the announcement of the competition this morning. You will definitely participate, right? I look forward to fighting you again in the competition! Don't get eliminated too early. "

That was the content of the email sent by Blade Runner on the morning of the 20th …

"This is a f * cking threatening letter!" Feng Bujue complained as he looked at the email. "Isn't it just a one-on-one duel that ended in a draw? What kind of grudge do you have against me? "

Then, Brother Jue opened the second email. It was from Shiva.

"Brother Feng, you seem to be very busy these few days and have not been online. I have something to discuss with you in person. I hope you will reply when you see the email."

Feng Bujue read the message and thought about it for about three seconds. Then he scoffed and typed a reply on the control panel. "I appreciate your kindness, but there is no need to bring this up again."

About two hours later, Shiva exited one of the scenarios and saw this reply from Brother Jue. If one had to make an analogy … it was like a boy placing a letter in a girl's desk, asking her to meet him after school. But before school ended that day, he received a reply that said, "You are a good person."

In the next ten minutes, Feng Bujue read the emails from other friends or players that he had played with recently. Seven Kills, Shadow King, Weighty Words, Autumn Wind, Atobe-sama, Meng Jingchan, and Hong Hu. None of them were left out.

The content of the emails were all related to the competition, and they could be split into three categories. Other than the threatening and poaching type, there were also the weird ones. For example, the email from Jin Fugui read, "A farmer in the morning, ascending to the Tianzi Hall at night. Generals have no balls, men should strive for self-improvement. "

Feng Bujue had a hard time figuring out what was going on … Why would the other party send him a poem like this? Was this some kind of threat? Was this some kind of self-motivation before the target to achieve the goal of intimidation?

Therefore, Brother Jue came up with two lines of a limerick and replied, "There is a saying that goes," Out of the brothel, the one who fails the exam is the most romantic. "That was to scare the boss of the male prostitute group, to make him behave.



After dealing with the emails and putting away the items, Feng Bujue went to the market to take a look. Then, he was invited to Xiao Tan's meeting room.

The other three members of Underworld Frontline had been waiting for him. When Brother Jue walked in, Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul were sitting at the table, using the projector to study the attributes of a few pieces of equipment.

Like Rain stood alone on the side, her back was leaning against the wall, her hands were in front of her chest, closing her eyes to rest.

After the "Canglin Sword Duel" ended, Like Rain listened to Feng Bujue's suggestion and changed a set of clothes. Considering factors such as mobility, cold resistance, practicality and so on, after some consideration, she finally bought a set of "Survey Corps" suit in the market.

The upper part of the suit was a light brown long-sleeved jacket, the collar was turned out; the jacket was short, only to the ribs; the outer part was a white shirt, the lower part was white tight trousers, and the feet were a pair of knee-high dark brown leather boots. Around the waist of this outfit, there was a brown belt that looked like a skirt. It connected the suspenders and the belt on the legs.

Of course, the suit did not have the intertwined wing mark of "Survey Corps", instead, it was replaced by the logo of Underworld Frontline.

"Yo, everyone, long time no see." Feng Bujue greeted them as soon as he came in.

"We haven't seen each other for three or four days …" Laughing Soul responded weakly.

Xiao Tan looked up and said, "Brother Bujue, how is the manuscript?"

"Naturally, it's almost done before I go online." Feng Bujue answered and turned his head to Like Rain.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Feng Bujue murmured, "Hiss – the way you look at me today, it seems a bit unnatural."

"Oh?" Like Rain still responded calmly, "Then what kind of look should I use to look at you, is it natural?"

"It's the kind of look … that you suddenly pull out a knife and stab me to death, there's no sense of disharmony."

Like Rain turned her head without any expression and moved her sight away from Feng Bujue's face. She said calmly and coldly, "Hmph … bitch."

"Ah … I'm scolded by this kind of words that the system doesn't block …" Feng Bujue smiled and walked to the conference table, "It seems that I reap what I sow."

"Your sense of humor combines the childishness of a child and the depravity of a pervert." The corner of Like Rain's lips curled up into an imperceptible smile, but she quickly hid it. "So this is the so-called 'Divine Annoyance'." As she said that, she walked to the conference table and sat down.

"Alright, let's talk about the game." Feng Bujue said, "First, did anyone notice that an anonymous hero suddenly appeared on the combat stat ranking and climbed straight to the second place?"

Laughing Soul was the first to react. "Captain, you're not going to say that person is you, are you?"

"Yes, it's me." Feng Bujue shrugged calmly.

He did not sound like he was joking, so when his teammates heard that, they were all startled.

"Really?" Xiao Tan asked with widened eyes.

Before Feng Bujue could answer, Like Rain said with some thought, "I see …"

"Oh? Have you guessed it was me from the very beginning? "Feng Bujue asked suspiciously after hearing what she said.

"Yes," Like Rain answered.

"Er … Other than 'yes', you don't have anything else to say? Like … why? "Feng Bujue asked.

"No," Like Rain said.

Since the man did not plan to tell him, Feng Bujue did not press further. He changed the topic. "Okay … In any case, I just want to remind everyone that I can be considered a powerful player now. When you're queuing up with me, you have to be mentally prepared because the difficulty might increase."

"Is that so? That's interesting," Laughing Soul suddenly interrupted. She used a cunning gaze to look at Like Rain. "The idea that I mentioned earlier … do you still want to bring it up now?"

"What idea?" Feng Bujue looked around to ask.

"A team practice match." Like Rain gave the most concise answer.

When Feng Bujue heard that, he understood half of it. "Oh … good idea!" He paused and looked at Like Rain. His finger pointed at Xiao Tan. "You sure take good care of this kid …"

"Huh? What is it? "Xiao Tan was confused.

"You don't get it?" Brother Bujue smiled. "Hah … it's fine if you don't get it." He leaned back in his chair and turned to Like Rain. "Then, you've thought about how the four of us will be split into groups, right?"

"Based on the principle of the strongest being paired with the weakest, it should be me and you in one group, and Xiao Tan and my cousin in the other," Laughing Rain replied. "But now … naturally, you guys will be in one group, and we girls will be in the other."

Feng Bujue nodded. "Yes, that's the best way to do it. It ensures a balance between the strong and the weak, and it separates those who participate in the competition from those who do not. "

"Then, let's discuss the details and get ready to start," Like Rain said.

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