The King of Black Fog

Ming City has a Ming Lake (not too big); nearby, there is an office building called 'Ming City Technology Plaza' housing restaurants, training classes, law firms, decoration companies, and design companies.

One day, during mid-to-late September, a mosquito living by the shore of Ming Lake suddenly became a player.

Whether it was a struggler or a doomsday, it was still unclear.

The mosquito, along with its tribe—the mosquitoes from around Ming Lake—took over the Ming City Technology Plaza, imprisoning all the people inside and using them as a blood bank.

"Mosquitoes? I'm invincible." After hearing Zheng Qing's report, Li Qianxia said.

She had the Horned Robe, which even bullets couldn't penetrate, only it was a pity there was a time limit, else she would wear it all the time.

"I'm invincible too." Li Changzhou straightened up slightly—a simplified version of leaning back.

He had Skin Enhancement, Great Strength Bull Demon Fist, and Earth Tunneling.

"I have an invincible shield," Yang Qinglan said.

She has, she has.....

"The difficulty of this mission isn't exterminating the mosquitoes but protecting over a thousand people inside the office building," Zheng Qing reminded.

"No wonder they sought us out," Li Changzhou realized.

At this stage, in direct combat, modern weapons held an absolute advantage over players. Had the mosquitoes occupied an empty office building, the officials would have had too many ways to clean them out.

But under the current circumstances, a more finely tuned operation was necessary, such as faster speed, quicker reactions, and Li Changzhou's handsomeness.

"What about the timing?" he asked.

"No time to delay, tomorrow," Zheng Qing said, pulling out her phone again, "First, add yourselves to this group."

"What group?" Li Changzhou asked.

"A players' group where, like you, everyone is a player, reluctant to join the official team but willing to cooperate, and their strength is pretty good, participating in the game actively and willingly."

Yang Qinglan took a sip of water and told Li Changzhou, "You add it alone. Just notify Qian Xia and me if there's any news."

"Okay."

The group was called [Ming City Players Exchange Group], with only 35 members—fewer than the number of people in his class.

Cat Head: A new person has arrived @everyone

Tesla Owner: Welcome (Applause Applause Applause)

Little Prince's Rose: Welcome (Applause Applause Applause)

Picking Names is Hard: Welcome (Applause Applause Applause)

....

The group was lively, everyone showing up to welcome him, the first time Li Changzhou had encountered such a group.

Changzhou: (fist salute)

Zheng Qing said, "It's best to use game names if you meet in the game, so you can cover each other."

"My game name is 'Changzhou,'" Li Changzhou said.

Under the apricot tree, Yang Qinglan kept expressionless, taking small bites, chewing her food thirty times per bite.

Li Qianxia used her right thumb and index finger to press the corners of her mouth to prevent them from splitting.

"There are some files in the group that you might want to look at," Zheng Qing added. "Also, if the officials have tasks in Ming City, they usually recruit from this group first; the pay is negotiable. You and your group members can trade, team up, exchange information, and help each other."

"We don't need such small circle politics," Li Changzhou put away his phone, "The three of us are enough."

"Yeah," Yang Qinglan nodded, "It's too much trouble. Sometimes even having ambition can offend people among one another."

"..... You decide for yourselves; I'm going to go now," Zheng Qing said.

"Officer Zheng, what about acting heroically?" Li Qianxia hurriedly asked, seemingly as though she was the one performing the heroic deed.

"There's a lot going on right now, even I, a soldier, have to run errands, but if you perform well tomorrow, the higher-ups should grant you a green light."

"Got it, so it's all about showing our value, right?" Li Changzhou nodded.

After sending off Zheng Qing, Li Changzhou's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Li, we are from Shengming Technology. We want to invite you to join our company with an annual salary of ten million, a high-level villa, and one each of BMW, Mercedes, and Audi."

What's this?

Scams, pyramid schemes, or even heavy-handed solicitation wouldn't dare to be this bold.

But it was neither a scam nor a pyramid scheme; it was the solid reality that all these could be his if Li Changzhou just said the word.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any plans to join at the moment."

"Okay, no problem. If you need anything from our company, please call this number. Our company will always be waiting for your call."

"Okay, thank you for valuing our company." The other party was courteous, and so was he.

"Alright, then I won't disturb you any further. I wish you smooth gaming and a happy life."

"Okay, okay."

Researching game information in class, and the greeting is "smooth gaming." The times have truly changed.

"What is it, bro?" Li Qianxia asked, puzzled.

"It's..."

His phone rang again, indicating someone had added him on WeChat, someone from the "Ming City Players Exchange Group."

Before he could accept, the phone vibrated.

(Let me pluck your heart out and try to melt it slowly♪~)

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Li, we are from Ming City Real Estate, with a market value of 19.8 billion, sincerely inviting you to join our company with an annual salary of 8 million and two sets of properties..."

What followed was a continuous barrage.

Li Changzhou's Redmi Note10 Pro, which he had bought for just over one thousand yuan, nearly exploded with calls, texts, and WeChat friend requests flooding in all at once.

"There's a mole in the player group," he remarked, setting his phone to allow only whitelisted calls to come through.

"That's why I only let you join the group," Yang Qinglan said, putting down her chopsticks and smiling as she wiped her mouth with a napkin.

"All that money!" Li Qianxia, who had been sticking close to Li Changzhou and eavesdropping on the call, said, "Can't you just say yes to all and then take everything? We could become billionaires overnight, right?"

(The lake is always clear there, and the air is filled with tranquility♪~)

Li Qianxia's phone rang.

"Here comes your chance to become a billionaire," Yang Qinglan teased her with a smile and then shrugged at Li Changzhou.

"What's up?" Li Changzhou didn't understand.

"Give me the phone; I want to check the files in the group."

Li Changzhou handed over his phone, and Li Qianxia immediately turned hers off.

Yang Qinglan wasn't in a hurry to look; she first washed the dishes and then grabbed a small bowl of grapes from the fridge to eat.

She sat under the tree, studying the files from the "Ming City Players Exchange Group" while spitting out grape skins.

Li Qianxia practiced with her steel spear.

Handling a spear involves "Seven Forces": grabbing, blocking, stabbing, adhering, flicking, shaking, and pressing.

As her movements became more practiced, the spear in her hand finally resembled a real spear, akin to leaving behind the "force generates miracles" style in pool.

Li Changzhou continued his "Great Strength Bull Demon Fist."

While practicing boxing, especially when hitting the sand shield target, he didn't focus his strength on the surface of the target but tried to punch through it.

He also engaged in imaginary practice, envisioning the sand shield target as various enemies attacking him from different angles.

Li Changzhou was not only looking forward to the Bull Horn Spiral Force but also the second "Physical Enhancement."

As for "Physical Enhancement," although he couldn't feel it, he vaguely thought that it still needed some time.

Regarding the Bull Horn Spiral Force...

Li Changzhou held his breath, concentrated his mind on his arm and fist, and threw a punch.

Bang!

Not to mention the shield target, a centuries-old apricot tree also trembled at that punch.

Li Changzhou himself felt an indescribable tingling and sensation of strength and wished he could throw hundreds of punches continuously, using all his strength with each punch.

"It's having some effect now," Yang Qinglan suddenly spoke up while eating her grapes, with a hint of praise in her voice.

"Effect?" Li Changzhou asked, puzzled, "What did you notice?"

"I didn't see anything, but I felt it. There's a sharp penetrating force in your fist. Keep practicing to deepen and strengthen it, and you should be able to develop penetration."

Li Changzhou hadn't noticed it himself.

But Yang Qinglan's Perception was high at 7 points, while an average person only has 2 points—that's 3.5 times more! From this, it's clear how sharp her senses were.