Because the player mortality rate in the dungeon where the Skeleton Sword Saint resided had been unusually high recently, no teams came to challenge it for a while. However, right in the middle of the night, a sneaky figure slipped out of the dungeon's main gate.
Fang Zhiyi swatted a snooping skeleton soldier to death with his sword while watching the player named Money Rat leave.
"I don't understand. This guy has no loyalty at all. He leeches off other people's teams just to find a chance to pick up his teammates' dropped equipment, and you're doing business with him?" Little Hei asked in confusion.
"You don't understand. I'm not looking for a subordinate, but a business partner—one who can help me make money." The ghost fire in Fang Zhiyi's eye sockets flickered. "This kind of guy, whose mind is full of nothing but profit, is the best partner."
"Think about it. If an ordinary player accepted my deal, they might never return, or they might spread the news everywhere... Never returning is one thing, but if word gets out and alerts the Main Brain, it would be very troublesome."
"But given this guy's nature, for the sake of making money, he will not only come back, but he will also come back with sincerity. Likewise, for the sake of profit, he would rather die than tell anyone about this." Fang Zhiyi turned and walked toward his room. "There are two kinds of people in this world who don't talk about feelings: politicians and businessmen. What I need right now is a profit-driven business partner."
Little Hei wanted to shake its head, but being a spherical body, it didn't have one, so it could only mutter, "Humans really are complicated."
Over the following period, the only visitor, aside from Lin Han's group, was this fat guy.
He not only returned, but to show his sincerity, he also took out all the gold coins earned from selling the equipment and laid them out in front of Fang Zhiyi.
"Respected Lord Sword Saint, these are the gold coins from the equipment you entrusted me to sell." Money Rat rubbed his hands together, smiling so widely that his eyes narrowed into slits.
A true talent.
This was the first thought that popped into Fang Zhiyi's mind. Money Rat could have chosen to keep some for himself, or only give Fang Zhiyi a portion, but he not only brought it all out, there was even a surplus.
Earlier today, when handing out equipment to the male protagonist and his group, Fang Zhiyi had deliberately asked about the approximate value of these items under the guise of being a "friend." For Lin Han, there was no reason to hide such information, so Fang Zhiyi had a clear grasp of exactly how much wealth he held in his hands.
"Giving it all to me? Didn't you just work for nothing?"
Money Rat maintained his smile. "You must be joking, My Lord. Since you are willing to give me this opportunity, will there be any shortage of chances to make money in the future?" He deliberately glanced at the treasury door behind Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi nodded in satisfaction.
He was absolutely a talent.
Relying on the equipment provided by Fang Zhiyi, Lin Han also leveled up quickly, though it was far inferior compared to the original plotline. After all, Fang Zhiyi only gave him mid-tier gear.
But even so, it was enough for Lin Han to show off a bit in the Brotherhood of the Four Seas guild.
Today, they still formed a party with the same few people and entered the dungeon. Xiaorou gave Fang Zhiyi a flower, probably plucked casually from the roadside, and Fang Zhiyi acted as if he liked it very much.
Lin Han started rambling about this and that, the underlying implication being that he wanted Fang Zhiyi to give him a bit more stuff.
Fang Zhiyi wasn't stingy either. Unprecedentedly, he gave him a minor top-tier item, which made Lin Han overjoyed. He kept calling him Old Fang, as if they were incredibly close.
As time passed, a warrior named Flowing Cloud gave Lin Han a wink. Lin Han cleared his throat: "Old Fang, I have a favor to ask of you."
Fang Zhiyi looked at him, his face expressionless—of course, a skeleton inherently didn't have any expressions anyway.
"It's like this: I told the people in our guild that you are our friend. You don't mind, do you?"
Here it comes. Fang Zhiyi felt a surge of excitement in his heart. "Of course not."
"They don't believe it, and I want you to help me prove it."
"How do I prove it?"
"Tomorrow I will bring them here. When the time comes, just give them some face, and give us some face too, you know?" Lin Han patted Fang Zhiyi on the shoulder. "Just give each of them a piece of equipment. That's not too difficult, right?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "Not difficult at all."
"Great! It's a deal!" Lin Han's heart bloomed with joy. He had also played it smart, only informing the guild leader about this matter. When the guild leader saw his equipment, he was tempted too, telling Lin Han that as long as it could improve the guild's strength, he could make any request he wanted, as the guild leader had plenty of money!
Seeing Fang Zhiyi let out a hehe laugh, Lin Han also started laughing.
This boss really is quite stupid.
It probably doesn't know that an update is coming soon, and when that happens, it won't be able to smile anymore.
But before then, he was going to make good use of it.
After being excited all night, Lin Han led the guild's higher-ups into the dungeon. Everyone was very nervous; only Lin Han and his few companions remained relaxed. "Don't worry, we're very familiar with this place."
"Is it really okay? You should know that this boss has been exceptionally fierce lately. Almost every squad that came here got wiped out."
Lin Han patted his chest loudly. "It's definitely fine!"
"You brat, if Young Master Yan's equipment drops, you'll be in big trouble," someone said.
Lin Han looked toward the guild leader, Young Master Yan. "It won't. I even specifically talked to it about this yesterday."
The group cleared the small mobs as they pushed forward, until they entered the room where Fang Zhiyi was located. Looking at the Skeleton Sword Saint sitting on the stone chair, everyone was still somewhat on guard.
Young Master Yan looked at Fang Zhiyi. "Are you sure? Is it really that easy to fool?"
Xiaorou said in a soft voice, "It's quite silly, don't worry."
Young Master Yan was very pleased. "As long as this place can serve as our guild's equipment farming spot in the future, I'll promote you to vice guild leader!"
Lin Han thanked him repeatedly, then stepped forward and greeted Fang Zhiyi familiarly.
"Old Fang, I'm here again."
Fang Zhiyi didn't speak; he just stared at the guild leader, which made the latter a bit nervous.
However, seeing Xiaorou also approaching with a giggle, while Fang Zhiyi made no aggressive moves, the guild leader gradually relaxed. He looked left and right, remembering his status as the guild leader. "Look at how nervous you all are. Lin Han already said it, this is their friend!" He emphasized the word friend heavily.
As he spoke, he also stepped forward. You have to know, this was his first time getting so close to a boss. Truth be told, the experience was quite novel; this game was indeed too interesting. "Old Fang, right?"
The ghost fire in Fang Zhiyi's eyes flickered. "Is everyone here?" He was clearly asking Lin Han.
Lin Han froze for a moment, subconsciously nodding. "They're all here. Let me introduce you. This is our guild leader, and those two are..."
Fang Zhiyi nodded, and then suddenly, his skeletal body moved at high speed. Young Master Yan froze for a second, and when he looked down, he found a longsword piercing through his chest, his health bar plummeting rapidly.
"Huh?"
A slight sensation of pain stimulated his nerves.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
