NOVEL NEXT Chapter 37: Account Deleted
[Disconnected from "Starry Abyss"]
"It's over..."
Jiaozi Niu climbed out of the game cabin, sighed, and held his forehead, falling into a long silence.
Their strength was not much different from the Secret Councilor's. If the opponent didn't have Poison Blood, if they could be revived normally, if only they had a bit more time to level up...
But there were no ifs.
It was obviously a setup of the game's plot. The Secret Society was certainly the main BOSS in the game and would appear frequently in the future.
"These Earthlings are truly bastards... Not only have they turned Azure Star's history into a purgatory, but they also want to turn them into the same Poisoned Blood."
If it weren't for these Earthlings, Azure Star wouldn't have suffered so much, and more importantly, the account that Azi had cherished and cultivated with care since the beta test was just gone like that.
Even if you don't mention sentimental value, the economic value of a beta test account is currently hard to find at any price on the trading platform, at the very least, enough to buy a house in the capital of Fiery Summer.
"By the way, Azi must be feeling quite down now. I should go comfort her."
Jiaozi Niu gathered his spirits and was about to contact Cumin Powder when the terminal rang first.
Ring ring ring——
"Coming, coming."
He stood up from the game cabin, a few wires naturally fell off his body.
Splat!
The wires fell to the ground, instantly splattering slightly with mysterious, viscous water, quickly dyeing the carpet silver-white.
These silver-white droplets slowly seeped through, struggling like living creatures for a long time amidst the wool fibers, but couldn't block the absorbency of the carpet, eventually disappearing entirely.
Jiaozi Niu turned his head, sniffed gently, and frowned:
"What a weird smell... like rust, with a bit of a sweet, cloying undertone."
He shook his head, thinking he hadn't cleaned himself in a while, grabbed the terminal, and seeing it was a familiar face, immediately answered:
"Hello, yes, mm-hmm, oh, okay... today? I'm just about to head out. Oh, a friend of mine might be going through some difficulties right now, probably not feeling great, and I want to pay her a visit—what do you mean it's surprising for me to go meet a girl? I do have several female friends, like Xia Yubing, and Xia Yubing's—uh, we'll talk later, she gave me her dorm address, I'll go find her soon. Yes, that's it, bye-bye!"
Hanging up the call, Jiaozi Niu glanced at himself in the mirror, touched the stubble on his cheeks:
"I should tidy up, might as well wear that stylish suit I had for graduation, it's almost evening—just right to grab a grilled meat dish on the way, Azi mentioned she likes grilled meat with cumin, hence the nickname Cumin Powder."
Without further ado, Jiaozi Niu, with rare decisiveness, immediately cleaned himself up, shaved off his beard, took out a brand-name suit from the wardrobe that he never dared to wear, ordered a car, and as he stepped into it, didn't forget to shout back at the robotic butler:
"VT, I won't be back for dinner tonight."
VT mechanically waved its arms:
"Safe travels, Mr. Jiaozi Niu, wish you a pleasant meeting."
"It's not a date—uh, maybe it is."
Jiaozi Niu scratched his head, climbed into the car, and headed straight for the club's dormitory.
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Blood flowed freely on Zhengxu's land, brains and guts trampled with abandon, the internal organs lay quietly like a junkyard, rotting and fermenting in the air, weaving an indescribable stench.
Crack———crack——
The underground power lines were destroyed and severed by shockwaves, discharging freely onto the blood-soaked land.
Long Yuqiong sat on the cannon barrel of the 'Cornflower' self-propelled artillery, one foot resting on a 155mm shell, surrounded by the corpses of comrades and companions.
When the recruited characters were slain by the Secret Councilor, the Lai Anding Medical Protocol their Society had endowed with their power was pierced through directly, a rather complex principle, yet Long Yuqiong — Oshen knew the reason behind it.
"Primordial Soil."
He rested his elbows on his knees, a deep look in his eyes, only the information reflected in his iris providing a slight respite.
[You have killed 'Secret Councilor · [Hairdresser]' — Jack Wanpyre (Reforged Once)]
[Councilor members are pillars of Society, considered highly valuable targets]
[Progress to 'Silver Hunter': Citizens (0/15) Jury (0/3), Councilor (1/1)]
[Having defeated a new Society Citizen, you have unlocked a new Social Hunt List.]
[Congratulations on completing the hidden task — "The Edge Is Always Neglected"]
[You have obtained the "Social Institution": Dracula Emblem]
[Dracula: An English transliteration of "Dracula," meaning "Son of the Dragon," this institution embodies all the power related to vampire culture heritage within Earth's civilization. Wearing it, you will gain 10~99% omnipotent bloodsucking (increasing as health points decrease), and accumulating enough blood secret energy will allow you to transform into a Piercing Dragon.]
"Social Institution," this is the most special class of equipment in the game, in some ways even more powerful than the so-called Divine Artifact.
Long Yuqiong clearly understood that this institution, rather than being a weapon, was a part of the component, organ, or flesh from the Secret Society itself.
Leoz once enthusiastically dissected the defeated Society, transforming them into weapons, and the limbs with Primordial Soil attributes caused greater damage to the Society Citizen's entity.