ctnovel Chapter 136 Angels Poop and Grip Everywhere
Chapter 136 Angels Poop and Grip Everywhere
Chapter 136 Angels Poop and Grip Everywhere
"They've started a large-scale incursion into the Underdark, searching for Abyss Pearls?" Zhang Xinlan gasped, her eyes glued to the fluctuating numbers on the leaderboard.
At this rate of changing every two minutes, wouldn't the score be caught up in just over forty minutes at most?
If they can maintain this level of efficiency, even if they find the "Royal Tear Pearl," which is worth 5000 points and is the only one of its kind, they will have no chance of winning.
Old Wang frowned deeply: "Judging by this speed, it seems like more than one team is searching. Wasn't the commotion relatively small yesterday? How come it's like a completely different army overnight?"
Yu Wang explained, "This morning I sent Duck C to scout in the air. It turns out that Donglaifeng and his group have gathered the pearls found by more than a hundred believers together."
But they lacked "beans" or similar items that efficiently restore sanity and energy. This efficiency couldn't last long; after one dive, they needed at least three or four hours of rest before they could dive again.
As he said, the number after Donglaifeng ID, after rising by 100 points every two minutes for a period of time, gradually slowed down and eventually stopped at 2788 points.
"You're really lucky to be ahead of the leader with 2321 points!"
If Yu Wang hadn't taken some of the abyss pearls from the vicinity yesterday, the number surpassed today would have been even greater!
After Yu Wang's guidance, Lao Wang and Zhang Xinlan thought of the "Six-Winged Angel Statue".
Zhang Xinlan suddenly realized: "No wonder they distributed food and water yesterday, and the condition for receiving it was to make offerings. It turns out it was to exchange for stronger protection! It seems that borrowing power from the gods is not without its difficulties, and it's not all that noble."
"With so many of them, there definitely won't be enough items to restore sanity. They're already weakened, but we have nuclear-powered donkeys. If we work hard to catch up, we might not fall behind!"
Zhang Xinlan was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized she had misspoke. She secretly glanced at Yu Wang, and seeing his expressionless face, she quickly coughed twice and forcibly changed the subject: "What I meant was, with Captain Yu's talent and ability, and the constant replenishment of our strength with the Treasure Fish meat! Our endurance might not be weaker than theirs!"
Yu, the Nuclear-Powered Donkey, is delusional: ————
In order to stay in the deep dark zone for a longer period of time and catch up on points, Zhang Xinlan didn't even eat a proper breakfast. She deliberately left her stomach empty and placed a small pile of "treasure fish" meat chunks and "treasure plant" fruits that she had saved up over the past few days, which could improve her attributes. She planned to consume them all at once to maximize her physical condition in a short period of time.
Yu Wang also put in the last piece of red-tailed tuna.
"start!"
Zhang Xinlan, as if possessed by a glutton, began to "inhale" the fish meat in front of her in a "storm".
"Awesome! Awesome! Hahahaha!"
As the essence of the fish entered her stomach, it transformed into warm currents flowing through her limbs and bones. Zhang Xinlan felt the surging power and abundant vitality within her body, and she was so excited that her eyebrows danced with joy. She couldn't stop smiling as she checked her panel.
Power: 6.6
Physical condition: 7.1
Speed: 7.3
This number is almost on par with Yu Wang without the title.
Seemingly sensing the sudden increase in the user's strength, the "Rose Oath" hanging on Zhang Xinlan's waist flashed, as if some mechanism had been activated, quietly brewing the next, more "substantial" online class content.
Unaware that his joy was about to turn to sorrow, the man was still immersed in the illusion of his sudden surge in power, feeling like he was "the boss of the sky and the second-best of the sea, and himself the third-best," and enthusiastically began putting on his diving gear.
In addition, after a night of fermentation, Yu Wang noticed that some survivors' rankings on the leaderboard had changed abnormally.
For example, someone who was originally ranked around 400 or 500 might suddenly disappear from the list, but they are still alive, only their points are reduced to zero or become extremely low.
After a little thought, one can figure out that some survivors who know they have no hope of climbing the leaderboard and have accumulated a few "Moonlight Pearls" or "Rainbow Pearls" simply sell the pearls to buy the supplies they urgently need.
This has spawned a small "pay-to-win" market, allowing some survivors who were originally ranked low but had abundant resources and were willing to invest to suddenly see their points skyrocket overnight and their rankings soar. Many who were originally ranked outside the top 200 or 300 suddenly squeezed into the top 100!
Yu Wang was even considering whether he should spend some money to acquire some pearls to help him climb the rankings.
Time flew by as they scooped up the pearls; it was 10:30 AM—
The standings have been updated again.
[1st Place: You're Going to Have a Lucky Break (444 Division) - 3421 points]
[2nd Place: Sheng Hui · Dong Lai Feng (233 Division) — 2960 points]
On the list, Yu Wang's ID has regained its top spot with a score of 3421.
The second-place "Holy Radiance - East Wind" showed an unusually slow increase in points. After a morning, it had only climbed to 2960 points. Most of the increase seemed to come from the morning's surge, and then it almost stagnated. It appeared to be just searching for ordinary moon pearls and iridescent pearls sporadically.
Zhang Xinlan, having worked hard for most of the day, was now lying on the deck resting like a salted fish. Seeing her opponent's "exhausted" appearance, she suddenly felt like she had no energy left to use: "Reached the limit so quickly? Did the statue's protection run out and need to be renewed?"
A hint of doubt arose in Yu Wang's heart.
At this moment, he desperately wanted to obtain "Flesh and Blood Craftsman," another basic skill in the [Flesh and Blood Craftsman] path.
If we could cultivate a special flesh-and-blood creature that could parasitize and eavesdrop, we could find a way to secretly implant a "seed" into the gaps in the other party's ship and directly eavesdrop on their plans and the reasons for their changes.
Unfortunately, the skill wasn't unlocked, so all I could do was worry.
"Now I am the only one in the world who possesses the power of flesh and blood mutation, yet I am still being held back when unlocking basic skills—is it because I don't understand the power properly?" Yu Wang thought helplessly.
"Or should I learn from the gods of this world and develop some followers or something?"
Yu Wang's gaze swept over the ordinary ducks that were lining up and quacking as they walked by.
In fact, the reason why "Holy Radiance - The Wind from the East" suddenly stopped was not because its protection was exhausted, but because it received a new divine oracle.
At this moment, inside that pure white ship, as church-like as a church, in a secret room bathed in soft holy light.
The three figures, Donglaifeng, Wenliang, and Fuhuarenjian, knelt respectfully at the feet of the statue.
Head bowed, posture one of utmost devotion.
The statue's eyes seemed to gleam, and a voice that only members of the Holy Angel Church could "hear" resounded directly in the minds of the three: "Monsoon—the matter of the pearl shall be put on hold for now."
"Deep in the shadows, three hundred meters below, the Pale Guardian's aura has dissipated. Hmph, after years of arduous struggle, it has still reached its end. Iristier's schemes have ultimately succumbed to the ravages of time! All her efforts have been in vain. The Guardian's remnants are now ownerless!"
"Stop wasting your time on pointless games and disputes. Now, exert all your strength to plunge underwater and seize the treasures lying dormant in the abyss! This is your chance to prove your faith and worth, and the beginning of the spreading of holy glory!"
"After the deed is done—replacing them with the left and right wings is not out of the question!!"
The last sentence exploded in Ji Feng's mind like a thunderclap! He suddenly raised his head, his eyes blazing with unbelievable fervor!
The Pale Guardian is dead?!
That terrifying being that adults once tried to avoid has fallen?!
Treasure! An ancient, unguarded treasure! Located at the bottom of the Underdark!
Compared to that, the mere dungeon points and pearl rewards are utterly insignificant! Not to mention the heart-pounding promises in the oracle!
"Replace the left and right wings!" This means replacing the current "left-wing saints" and "right-wing saints" to become the highest authority of the sect among mankind!
"Haha! After this is done, I'll be second only to the emperor, above everyone else!"
This is the dream of every passionate young man!
"I will obey the divine decree!" Ji Feng touched the ground with his head and devoutly kissed the hem of the statue's robe, his voice trembling with excitement.
Wenliang and Fuhua exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves, "Second only to one person, supreme to all others," isn't that just like the favored eunuchs of the past?
Oh well, as long as the child is happy.
After calming his turbulent emotions, Ji Feng immediately got up, rushed out of the secret room, and began to gather the core and best-equipped team of believers, preparing to go straight for the treasure located three or four hundred meters below the surface of the water at all costs!
However—reality soon dealt him a heavy blow.
When he passionately announced that he had received a "divine oracle" and was preparing to lead his elite followers into the water to search for treasure, he was met not with a fervent response, but with a deathly silence and faces filled with resistance.
"Three...three hundred meters or less?"
"Lord Monsoon, we—we're still using the makeshift airbags we bought from the merfolk!"
"Yes, 150 or 160 meters is the limit. Any deeper and the airbags won't be able to hold!"
"Many of us have never received deep-sea diving training. Last time I went down to 160 meters, my ears kept hurting after I came up, and I even coughed up blood."
Diving to 150 or 160 meters is manageable, but what about 300 meters?
How strong is the pollution?!
Whether you believe in this religion or not doesn't seem to be that important.
Doubts and fears arose one after another.
The believers are not undevout, but when devotion comes at the cost of near-death physical limits, the steadfastness of their faith is severely tested.
Not to mention, during previous expeditions, many believers had suffered workplace injuries due to water pressure or the environment, such as tinnitus and joint pain. As their leader, Jifeng offered only verbal encouragement and a little more food. He never mentioned any substantial compensation or medical care, and the seeds of discontent had already been quietly sown.
They weren't even from the lowest rungs of the survivors, unable to even get a full meal.
Two other adults gave them some holy water to relieve their pain, which allowed them to continue their pearl harvesting work.
Ji Feng's face was ashen as he looked at the group of hesitant believers, feeling both anxious and angry.
At the crucial moment, it was his colleagues "Flaunting the World" and "Gentle and Kind" who reminded him:
Such a significant undertaking cannot be accomplished by slogans and faith alone; it requires seeking more practical support from the "gods."
It's like when a leader verbally assigns you a major task that you won't benefit from if you succeed, but you'll be in big trouble if you mess it up. If you can't handle it, it's not advisable to bite the bullet and take on the task. If you mess it up, you'll only bring shame upon yourself.
The correct approach is to plead poverty to your superiors and, in short, to ask for any resources that are beneficial to you.
In order to get things done, leaders generally won't refuse.
The monsoon is still too young.
Ji Feng suppressed his anger and returned to the statue to pray devoutly.
Perhaps this operation is truly important, and the gods cannot easily interfere in mortal affairs. If news of the Pale Guardian's death leaks out, all the major powers and that old fish will come to the Coral Labyrinth to fish in troubled waters, which would be extremely unfavorable for the Supreme Heaven.
Therefore, the six-winged angel statue, which had no troops at its disposal, quickly responded.
A collective blessing that can greatly enhance believers' underwater resilience, and a small bottle of "Holy Light Life Capsule" that can directly provide oxygen without the need for external equipment.
"The gods have already bestowed upon us the tools and protection to conquer the abyss! Cowards are unworthy to share in glory and grace!"
Holding the bottle of faintly glowing capsules, Ji Feng regained his confidence and began mobilizing and screening personnel again.
Furthermore, at the suggestion of Wenliang and Fuhua Renjian, rewards were also set up.
The amount was so painful that even Jifeng felt a stomachache just looking at it.
A generous reward will surely attract brave men. This time, we successfully recruited more than ten skilled individuals. There were also some who did not believe in the religion, but for the sake of the reward, they temporarily converted to believe and get some blessings.
Finally, an 18-person team was organized and they dived into the water one after another.
Ji Feng thought he only needed to wait on the shore, but the god told him to take the statue and go down with him.
Looking at the statues next to him that almost reached the church ceiling, Ji Feng felt a little confused.
The next moment, with a "thud," a delicate six-winged angel statue the size of a fist fell down from the statue's feet.
What a convenient way to poop and pee anywhere!
Time passed, and there were still six hours left before the instance closed.
The atmosphere on the sea surface changed completely.
The vast majority of survivor teams that were still active tacitly stopped their pearl retrieval efforts.
The ships were deliberately kept apart, their wary eyes scanning any approaching vessels.
On the deck, weapons were placed in the most conspicuous places to warn any who might see them as prey. Mechanical, magical, and runic defensive items were activated, and faint energy shields shimmered on many of the ships.
All survivors who experienced the first instance know that with only three hours left before the forced shutdown, the system will publicly expose the real-time location coordinates of the top 1,000 survivors on the leaderboard to all participants!
That will be the bloodiest, most chaotic, and most efficient moment of points redistribution!
By then, all the hard work of searching in the early stages, all the spending money to acquire items and climb the rankings, all the reliance on special items for fishing—
Before the stark reality of the survival of the fittest, everything can vanish in an instant.
Countless "stalkers" will be waiting for their chance to seize the fruits of others' labor through plunder and slaughter.
Some players even started conserving their energy as soon as they entered the instance, waiting for this opportunity to leap into the top 100, or even higher!
The smell of gunpowder began to gather above the coral maze, and the air was filled with the tense atmosphere of an impending storm.
Even the once bustling fishman markets had received word of the news early on.
The shrewd fishmongers carefully packed away the pearls they had amassed in the market, quickly gathered up their goods, and either swam away or took boats, swiftly evacuating the waters that were about to become a battlefield.
The once bustling sandbar has become deserted in the blink of an eye, leaving only the buildings made of seashells, coral fragments and sand standing alone.
In just a few days, the tides and sea breezes will completely erase these traces, and the sandbar will return to its original state.
"Holy Radiance: The Wind from the East" remains firmly in second place, with its points barely increasing.
The top ten positions on the leaderboard remained largely unchanged. Even if someone slightly improved their ranking by acquiring pearls, it wouldn't pose a substantial threat to the top positions unless they could buy "Abyss Pearls".
The point system for the entire instance seems to have become stagnant.
[Full Dungeon Announcement: "Royal Tear Pearl" has been detected, and its location will be continuously updated! (Marker has been updated on the map)]
[Note: Holding a "Royal Tear Pearl" will prevent you from leaving the dungeon early!]
Almost simultaneously, on all the survivors' dungeon maps, in the area at the edge of the maze, a constantly flashing golden light appeared!
"The Imperial Tear Pearl has been discovered?! Who found it?"
"That's 5000 points! Getting that means first place!"
"Fight it!! For the Obsidian Chest!"
The tense atmosphere, where everyone was ready to hunt each other, suddenly froze. Then, a wave of greed swept over almost all the teams!
Instead of attacking other survivors and stealing the scattered pearls from them, you can slowly accumulate points.
Directly seizing this unique treasure, worth 5000 points and enough to determine who is at the top of the leaderboard, is obviously much more tempting!
Countless ships turned around and surged toward the area marked by the golden dot!
Yu Wang's team naturally noticed the announcement immediately.
Zhang Xinlan immediately looked at Yu Wang: "Are we going?"
No matter who ends up with the Imperial Tear Pearl, it will take away their first place.
With only six hours left, finding a pearl worth well over 5000 points, or at the very least 8000 points, is extremely urgent.
No, it's absolutely impossible!
Whether it's to maintain their first-place ranking or to exchange for better resource boxes, they will ultimately have to participate in this scramble.
Unless Yu Wang is satisfied with the second-place reward and gives up the fight.
Yu Wang was also staring at the map, but it was the "Area Survivor Map". The pure white Holy Light Church ship belonging to Donglai Feng was not heading towards the golden light. Instead, it was still hovering above the core area of the maze. In the waters below, a small number of light spots representing Holy Light cultists lingered for a long time, but the score after Donglai Feng's name did not increase at all.
"This is very strange. Given that they were willing to give away resources last night to upgrade the statue and obtain the blessing, and that they sent people into the water to retrieve the Abyss Pearl early this morning, and given Donglai Feng's thirst for points, there's no reason for them to be indifferent to this 'Royal Tear Pearl,' which could turn his fortunes around, unless they have something more profitable to do."
He knew all too well what lay underwater in the core area of the maze!
Shipwreck!
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