Chapter 1321: Chapter 1321

"Could it be that people can’t be resurrected anymore?" Tang Zheng’s heart skipped a beat, his attention was not on Lu Fan at all, after three battles, he had already accumulated over thirteen thousand points, but this time, the Silver Trojan didn’t even give the option to resurrect people.

"Trojan, don’t go, Tang Zheng has enough points, he wants to resurrect someone!" Xu Biyun knew the Group Leader’s character, he would definitely help the fallen Dantai, who was a weapon in team battles.

"Stop shouting, it’s useless." Mu Nianqi was browsing the list on her wristwatch, which, aside from familiar items, had quite a few new things as well. It seemed that in the years she had been away, the Trojan World had also developed.

"Why?" Everyone’s gazes swiveled over in unison.

"People who die in the game cannot be resurrected immediately after the game ends, there must be at least a one-game interval!" Mu Nianqi knew more about Trojan Rules than Tang Zheng and the others.

"What kind of bullshit rule is that?" Pang Meiqin was frustrated, Dantai was the deputy leader with strong abilities, his presence would make things much easier for everyone.

"You can go complain to the Trojan." Mu Nianqi had researched, unfortunately to no avail, but her look towards Tang Zheng changed, "You really are a score maniac. The chances of getting enough points to revive someone who died in the same game are really small. I’m beginning to realize that following you is not a bad choice at all."

"Alright, distribute the equipment!" Tang Zheng didn’t pay attention to Mu Nianqi’s words, strong-willed women like her would not submit to anyone.

Tao Ran took out the three items he had found, a Platinum Purity Crown without any additional jewels inlaid, but it exuded a noble and luxurious aura throughout.

Snow White’s Crown, SSS Equipment, can release the Group Shield of Princess Protection which can block attacks from most SSS weapons. Once shattered, it can recover in just one minute. When worn, it doubles the power of the wearer’s abilities.

"It’s a nice piece of defensive gear that can enhance the effect of abilities. This should be the first piece," Lin Weiguo praised. Although the grand cleansing theme was difficult, the reward was good.

"Give it to Qin Yan, she has the highest level and can make better use of the crown. Moreover, she put in a lot of effort killing Snow White," Tang Zheng didn’t dawdle or bother asking for others’ opinions.

No one objected; although Mu Nianqi was strong, she hadn’t fought so naturally she didn’t score.

Everyone agreed, although the prop would have more cost-effectiveness if used by Tang Zheng, it would look too bad on a man.

Tang Zheng casually picked up the dark red Magic Spear Thorn, a heavy power weighing down his wrist, the cold and threatening gun-blade seemed to have a life of its own, trembling as if it were ready to kill at any moment.

Magic Spear Thorn, SSS Grade, Demonic Break, Spiritual Break, has a thirty percent chance of one-hit kill against Third-order Conquerors.

Sure kill, every thirty seconds, the Magic Spear can launch a sure-kill strike; as long as it is thrust, no matter how the enemy dodges, it will inevitably be hit.

Tracking assassination, also with a thirty-second cooldown, the Thorn can be thrown to pursue a distant target, returning to the user’s hand after striking.

Seeing these three descriptions, everyone became unsettled, Pang Meiqin and Ruan Feifei even more so, barely stopping themselves from demanding it outright, the chances were too significant. As long as there are enough attacks, it will eventually be triggered, meaning that even someone like Xu Biyun, who would normally be overwhelmed, now had the chance to kill higher-tier opponents with a sure hit, enough to compensate for lack of strength.

"This Magic Spear should have been for Dantai, but since he’s dead, give it to Qin Yan," Tang Zheng tossed the spear to Qin Yan, "Right now we lack high-end combat power that can end fights in one blow, otherwise using a sea of people will only end in defeat."

Mu Nianqi nodded. Without equivalent combat power after entering Hero Mode, no matter how many people came, they were just adding to the kill count. She admired Tang Zheng for not hoarding the equipment for himself; in terms of generosity, he was more open-minded than most group leaders.

The third piece of equipment was the large, wild Storm Hammer wielded by the dwarf, filled with a metallic clanging sound, with blue thunderbolts bursting from it from time to time, which looked very glamorous.

Storm Hammer, SSS Equipment, with Demonic Break, Spiritual Break, comes with three effects.

Flying Throw, allows the Warhammer to be thrown for long-range attacks with a range of one hundred yards, returning to the user’s hand whether it hits or not, and cannot be intercepted mid-flight.

Blunt Strike, strikes with thunderous power, specially effective against shields, increasing the effect by one third, with faster attack rates piling up the effect more intensely.

Stun, with a one-third chance, forces a one-second stun on the target upon being hit.

Three very practical skills; absolutely designed for strong close combatants. Even just one second, for someone like Tang Zheng, meant at least one chance for a fatal blow.

"Brother Lin, catch!" Tang Zheng tossed the Warhammer to the Old Soldier, Pang Meiqin would have been good with the Warhammer too as she specialized in breaching, but her Angel of Death Uniform could be upgraded, and she was also a level lower.

"You keep it, it’s more useful for you," the Old Soldier shook his head and tossed it back, "Give it to me when you get a better weapon."

"Tao Ran, you take it." Tang Zheng, not being fussy, carried the Warhammer on his shoulder and tossed the Samurai Sword to Black Long Straight—the sword that had accompanied him for nearly ten games was finally replaced.

"If there’s nothing else, you can all leave!"

Mu Nianqi gave a wave and left, Pang Meiqin wanted to talk about Lu Fan’s issue, but seeing that Tang Zheng didn’t care, she kept her mouth shut. She didn’t want to offend that sly Little Lolita.

Tang Zheng waved his hand and started teleporting. After three seconds of darkness, he appeared in a dimly lit alley.

Dark clouds filled the sky, and icy raindrops fell down, wetting Tang Zheng’s cheeks. He took out the Magic Mirror.

"Magic Mirror, tell me, what’s the truth about Lu Fan!" Tang Zheng dripped a few drops of fresh blood on the mirror’s surface. He hadn’t had much hope, but a line of text actually appeared on it.

Tang Zheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and hailed a taxi to rush back to his villa. He wouldn’t believe what the Magic Mirror said; after all, this prop came from the Trojan Room and could very well be a fake. In the upcoming battles, he could simply observe the Little Lolita.

As he unlocked his mobile phone, several unread messages and missed calls popped up, three of them from An Xiuru. She had given up on him, but Tang Zheng’s meticulous care during her recent illness had made her waver again.

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Zheng decided to call her back, but then his phone rang.

"Shall we spend the evening together?" Pang Meiqin was aggressively seizing every opportunity to spend time alone with Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng fell silent. He wanted to refuse; this way, feelings were bound to get hopelessly tangled at some point.

"Wait for me!" Pang Meiqin understood why Tang Zheng hesitated, which was actually good news for her. If it had been before, she would have been outright rejected. The joyful Beautiful Leg Stewardess hummed a tune, took out a sports car, and sped home like lightning, intending to spend her rest period stuck with Tang Zheng.

After five days, Gao Liangcai couldn’t resist the temptation of money and boldly snuck into Pang Meiqin’s villa again. Last time, he had found a travel bag full of RMB under the bed. After several days of anxious waiting, seeing that no police were called, he decided to persist with his thievery.

"Has nobody been here all along?" Standing in the living room, looking at the traces he had left days ago, Gao Liangcai was thrilled. He had been in such a rush after his last successful theft that he hadn’t searched thoroughly; this time, he was determined to conduct a carpet search in hopes of finding more valuable items.

Thirty minutes later, Gao Liangcai was disappointed. Sitting on the bed in the bedroom, he gazed at a picture on the bedside table and suddenly swallowed hard. The woman in the photo was wearing a Flight Attendant Uniform and while she wasn’t stunningly beautiful, her legs tightly encased in flesh-colored Silk stockings were irresistible.

As he opened the nearby wardrobe, all the clothes inside were thrown out. Gao Liangcai saw the Silk stockings that he had tossed about and suddenly picked up a few, sniffing them.

As Pang Meiqin opened the door to her home, she discovered the intrusion and heard noise coming from inside, so she charged in with full force.

Gao Liangcai, staring at the woman in the photo and on the verge of reaching the peak of his fantasy, suddenly saw a woman appear at the door, nearly scaring him to death.

Pang Meiqin’s face went iron blue as she pulled out a silenced Handgun and shot at Gao Liangcai.

Crying out in agony, Gao Liangcai fell to the floor, and Pang Meiqin walked over and stomped hard on his mouth, causing a mouthful of Teeth to shatter and lodge in his throat, making the thief cough violently.

Despite the intense pain, Gao Liangcai was a tough guy. Facing her with equal malice, he took out a Spring Knife from his pocket and stabbed it toward Pang Meiqin’s calf.

Pang Meiqin didn’t give Gao Liangcai a chance, shooting at his Wrist and ankle and then swinging her leg in a frenzy, kicking his body wildly.

The sound of bones breaking echoed non-stop, and after being tortured for ten minutes, Gao Liangcai finally exhaled his last breath, by now completely deformed.

Pang Meiqin took out a black liquid and poured it over the Corpse, which immediately corroded into a puddle of pus.

Looking at the clothes that had been tossed around, Pang Meiqin didn’t want them anymore and turned to leave. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novel-fire.net

"Remember to knock next time you come in!" Tang Zheng, having finished bathing, was frying food in the kitchen when he heard footsteps behind him.

"It’s more thrilling this way!" Pang Meiqin wrapped her arms around Tang Zheng from behind.

"Stop it, it’s gonna burn."

"I can’t wait anymore." Pang Meiqin began unbuttoning Tang Zheng’s shirt.

PS: The start is a bit slow, sorry! (To be continued. If you work, you’re welcome to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)