- Online Game : God Level Assasin, I am The Shadow!
- GTA Chapter 140
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**The Magic Tower**, a platinum-grade stronghold, comprises a total of 24 floors, plus the rooftop terrace.
Standing over 400 meters tall, each floor boasts a nearly 20-meter height and covers an area of more than 20,000 square meters.
Descending from the top terrace, Qin Feng saw the guild master of Feike Heavy Industry, Huang Huifen, along with several core members, waiting in the main hall on the ground floor.
The faces of the players were filled with anticipation, tension, and a hint of unease.
Qin Feng, however, remained in stealth and approached the middle-aged woman leading the group, Huang Huifen.
He initiated a trade request.
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[Player ‘Shadow’ has sent you a trade invitation!]
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Huang Huifen was startled upon receiving the trade invitation. She glanced around but saw no one, as if encountering a ghost…
Despite the unsettling feeling, when she saw the ‘Magic Tower Stronghold Key’ appear in the trade window, her excitement skyrocketed.
Her voice was filled with gratitude and a touch of apology, “Thank you so much, Shadow. Here’s 800 years of lifespan. We’re still 1,000 years short, but we’ll cover the rest once our guild taxes come in. Sorry for the delay…”
“No problem. I’ll come back for it in three days.”
With that, Qin Feng confirmed the trade and left immediately!
During the entire interaction, the surrounding Feike Heavy Industry players only heard the brief exchange between Huang Huifen and him.
Not a single glimpse of his figure; the trade was already completed!
This left the surrounding guild members somewhat disappointed.
“Sigh! What a shame. This big shot didn’t even show himself during the trade. Too shy?”
“Even if he did show up, would you dare approach him?”
“Of course! If he appeared, I’d confidently run up and cling to his leg, begging to join…”
“Ha! No wonder he stayed hidden. He must’ve sensed your bold social energy!”
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The players of Feike Heavy Industry couldn’t help but regret not catching a glimpse of Shadow. Still, they were thrilled to finally secure the Magic Tower as their stronghold.
Soon after, Huang Huifen used the key to become the owner of the stronghold.
“From now on, Feike Heavy Industry will base its operations in this platinum-grade stronghold and begin flourishing!”
“Next, the guild tax rate is set at 50%. Though it’s high, everyone can head to Old Wang’s logistics department to claim a room within the stronghold…”
Feike Heavy Industry sprang into action.
Meanwhile, a bespectacled young man, holding a worn-out black vase, quietly walked through the crowd…
“Stop right there, Huang Ziqing.”
Huang Huifen spotted him immediately and, with a furrowed brow, called out to him.
The man was her son.
“What now?”
Huang Ziqing turned around, visibly annoyed.
He appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five, stood about 1.75 meters tall, wore a simple mage’s robe, and had a few acne scars dotting his face. His short hair was messy and unkempt.
Seeing his appearance, Huang Huifen’s frustration boiled over. She stepped closer and, lowering her voice, reprimanded him coldly, “I arranged for you to join a leveling party. Why didn’t you go?”
Huang Ziqing sneered, “Enough already. You’ve been planning out my life since I was a kid. Are you going to do it forever? Even my two relationships were ruined by you—what more do you want?”
Huang Huifen replied coolly, “I’ve told you, those girls were not suitable for you.”
Huang Ziqing laughed bitterly, “And the party you arranged with that Miss Feng, the cleric? She’s as big as a pig.”
“She is Uncle Feng’s only daughter, a hidden class, and has exceptional combat power. Are you really that dissatisfied?”
Huang Huifen scolded with disappointment, “Do you not understand that we live in a power-driven world now? If you had the prowess of Shadow, I wouldn’t care if you had countless partners!”
Huang Ziqing’s irritation was palpable. “Enough of the lectures. Who knows more about gaming, you or me? Just leave me alone.”
With that, he brushed past Huang Huifen and found a room on the first floor of the Magic Tower, locking himself inside.
Alone in the room, Huang Ziqing’s hands trembled slightly.
“Yes, power is everything…”
“In this era, strength means absolute freedom!”
“Shadow… Ha, what’s so special about him?”
Caressing the black vase in his arms, Huang Ziqing’s eyes glimmered with a feverish light.
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Unfortunately, Qin Feng had already left the Magic Tower after completing his transaction and missed this scene.
Had he seen it, he would have instantly recognized what the black vase truly was.
In Qin Feng’s hands, it would indeed be a treasure due to his past experiences and his knowledge of its proper use.
In anyone else’s hands…
It would undoubtedly lead to misery and despair!
At that moment, Qin Feng was riding his ghostly wolf mount, making his way east across the ruins of the Magic Capital.
“The Ghost Wolf bell that I extracted into reality was handed over to Gui Ling…”
“Too much hassle to retrieve it. Might as well go for the Bone Sword Wyvern next.”
When extracting items, there is a limitation: each item can only be extracted once.
The ghost wolf’s mount bell, extracted once by Qin Feng, could not be extracted again.
Thus, in-game items functioned as “originals,” while real-world items served as “copies.”
As long as Qin Feng retained the “original,” he could summon the “copy” back to his possession whenever he wished!
Of course.
Since Qin Feng was on the path to acquiring the flying Bone Sword Wyvern, retrieving the ghost wolf was unnecessary.
Continuing his journey, he glanced over his own attributes:
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[Level: 20]
[Non-Tradeable Lifespan: 6,122.1 years]
[Tradeable Lifespan: 1,925.7 years]
[Reputation Value: 177]
[Strength: 214]
[Constitution: 272]
[Agility: 653]
[Spirit: 261]
[Health Points:]
[Physical Attack Power: 1,583]
[Elemental Attack Power: 1,373]
[Cooldown Speed: 369%]
[Damage Mitigation: 275]
[Physical Defense: 2,197 (Physical Damage Reduction 68.7%)]
[All-Element Resistance: 1,623 (Elemental Damage Reduction 61.8%)]
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The Spirit Devourer bloodline had boosted Qin Feng’s overall attributes to overwhelming levels.
Completely dominating every other player of this stage!
Shortly, while riding the ghostly wolf, Qin Feng activated “Merge with Darkness,” seamlessly entering Level 21 Invisibility with both himself and his mount!
Passing through the heart of the ruins of the Magic Capital, he observed how the area was beginning to show signs of becoming the bustling cityscape he recalled from his past life.
The central respawn point was guarded by officials.
To conserve their members’ leveling time, guards changed every hour.
Surrounding the respawn area were designated “team recruitment zones” and “trade zones.”
Both were bustling with activity.
“Elite team recruiting five clerics for a golden boss raid. High healing required—no journalists asking for boss details!”
“Exploring the northern ruins—led by a platinum-tier talent. Seeking a reliable healer, preferably female!”
“Golden-grade boots with movement speed boost for sale! Highest bidder wins!”
“Bidding? I’ll bid your mother…”
“Guild recruiting! Silver-grade stronghold access, kill history required. Only accepting players from the Grand Summer!”
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As he passed through the trade zone, Qin Feng noticed numerous skill books on sale.
But he had no interest in browsing stalls.
He had no reason to waste time there.
To acquire Assassin skill books for bloodline devouring, all he needed was a request to the officials, who would gladly collect a trove of them for him.
In fact, he had already arranged with Anyu to gather some Assassin skill books for him.
Once he obtained a flying mount, he could head back to trade in the ruins of Jianghai.
Just then, Qin Feng passed through the respawn area.
A familiar figure caught his eye…
It was none other than Wan Ye Weiyu, clad in black leather armor!
With her elite squad, she was frowning as she questioned nearby officials, “What? You let Tony go? He’s part of Black Spade A’s remnants and has killed so many of us!”
“Orders from above? They went through Theodore, diplomatic channels?”
“Damn!”
The final word, simple yet scathing, revealed her seething anger.
Diplomacy, now?