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Chapter 726: You Use Musou. Instead, You Show Us Hide-And-Seek?!


Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

When he was in the Jiuhua City Shop, Mr. Fang had played Silent Hill for a while.

Obviously, that game left a deep impression on the veteran players too.

At that time, Mr. Fang gave a moderate show in which he didn't get lost, but he couldn't show off any special plays.

In fact, some rumors even said that Mr. Fang was so scared afterwards that he was paralyzed by fear and couldn't walk.

To get the desired effects, Sala even asked about it secretly in the group chat.

The responses were...

Su Tianji said, [Good idea! This will definitely scare the scummy shop owner senseless!]

Nalan Mingxue replied, [I think it can be done!]

Song Qingfeng chimed in, [Awesome! I like your idea!]

Therefore, these elves were confident with their request.

While staring at Mr. Fang with her big eyes, Sala asked him, "What about it? You're afraid?"

"Afraid?!" Mr. Fang thought for a moment and said, "It's just a game. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"Ha...?"

Nothing to be afraid of?! We thought so at the beginning of the game too!

"The shop owner must be bluffing," Sala said in a low voice.

"Yeah. I asked in the group. He played a similar game before and was an average player..." Rowling agreed.

"Some rumors even said that he was paralyzed by fear and couldn't walk in a while!"

"Humph! He will be scared witless this time!" Sala said.

That's what he deserves for frightening us!

So many of us elves got scared; that's despicable.

A group of elves stood behind Mr. Fang and watched him play in a hurry.

In addition...

"I'll go buy a bag of potato chips," Rowling said.

"I'll get a box of spicy sticks!" Sala thought it would be great to eat snacks while watching the shop owner get scared.

"Bring me one box!" Elder Sewell said immediately, "One bag of potato chips too!"

With snacks in their hands, the elves brought over a bench so that they could sit behind Mr. Fang and watch him play. During the process, they contributed to the revenue of the shop.

Influenced by the elves, some assassins and even passersby also bought potato chips or other snacks. Soon, a large group of people stood behind Mr. Fang.

"Someone is playing this game again?"

"He will surely be scared to death..."

Obviously, the shop owner hadn't come to the part of finger amputation since he had been standing behind Sala and watching the elves play for a long time in the morning.

In the early stage of the game, there were no supernatural phenomenon, but the fat monster was not only extremely strong but had great patience. Regardless of where or how far players had fled, he would catch up sooner or later.

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