- Online Game : God Level Assasin, I am The Shadow!
- GTA Chapter 182
Chapter 182: “Honey, Are You Really a Genius?”
After Wu Mingzhe, Yuan Sisi, and the four others from the Black Dragon Hall died and respawned, a petite figure clad in leather armor slowly emerged from the shadows where their bodies had fallen.
It was Gui Ling.
She had deactivated her “Hellish Ghost” transformation and began silently absorbing the lifespan orbs scattered across the area.
To her, Tianqiong Guild and Magic City Bank didn’t matter at all.
The key was that she was in dire need of lifespan, and with the non-national players around her, how could she let the opportunity slip?
Without hesitation, she struck, instantly killing them.
“Still thinking about catching up with my teacher…”
“In the end, my teacher suddenly reached level 25.”
“I’m only level 14 now, and that’s with my teacher showing me better leveling spots…”
Gui Ling’s beautiful eyes sparkled with both admiration and a hint of bitterness.
Her strength had far surpassed that of most players at her level.
Even someone like Tomson, who was considered to have mid-to-high-tier strength, couldn’t take a single blow from her.
If anyone else had Gui Ling’s power, they would have long been overconfident.
But Gui Ling still thought of herself as a rookie.
Her only point of reference was Shadow.
Compared to Shadow, she was nothing.
“My teacher is already in Guanggang, wiping out an entire guild.”
“Compared to that, I’m far too behind.”
“I need to double my efforts!”
Half an hour later.
In the Magic City Ruins.
In a gloomy, remote graveyard, Wu Mingzhe, Yuan Sisi, and Tomson’s group met once again.
Yuan Sisi was seething with anger, “The people of Great Xia are so barbaric, they use their strength to oppress others…”
Tomson scolded her bluntly, “F***! Didn’t you say we’d be safe if we teamed up? Now look at what happened!”
Wu Mingzhe’s face darkened, “That Gui Ling… No one knows her true identity, but apparently, she’s in the same guild as Shadow… Anyway, I’ll handle this, but first, you need to leave the ‘Magic City Black Dragon Hall’.”
Tomson was puzzled, “What’s the point of leaving the guild? Our skin color can’t change.”
Wu Mingzhe shook his head, “I’ll establish a new guild under the official banner, and you all can join it. Then, I’ll negotiate with Shadow and Tianqiong Guild to stop hunting you down.”
“Of course, this will require a considerable lifespan investment, so the new guild’s tax rate will be higher. But it will ensure your survival in Magic City. How does that sound?”
Tomson and his companions murmured to each other for a moment, then Tomson shook his head, “Shadow’s strength is too great. You might not be able to negotiate with him. Your plan is too idealistic.”
Wu Mingzhe smiled, “All Shadow wants is lifespan. You have no personal grudges with him. As long as we offer him enough lifespan, he’ll back off. Once he does, everything else will fall into place.”
Tomson’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully, “How much lifespan is enough? With Shadow’s status, it would take decades, maybe even hundreds of years, to persuade him.”
Wu Mingzhe assured him, “Don’t worry, with my position, I can borrow at least fifteen hundred years of lifespan from Magic City Bank for these negotiations. Once this is all settled, if you all pay the required taxes, the guild’s tax rate will be lowered. Rest assured, I won’t take any of your lifespan, I’m just trying to help.”
Upon hearing this, Tomson nodded slightly, “I’ll join your guild, but we’ll need to sign an agreement. I’ll bring in my 3,000 people. But before we join, you’ll have to show us your strength to prove you have enough lifespan to handle this.”
“Also, my people are too afraid to log in right now, and we can barely get food in the real world anymore.”
“We’re starving. I need you, Mr. Wu, to provide us with some food in the real world.”
Wu Mingzhe was taken aback.
He asked, “I can show you my strength, no problem. I’ll go and borrow the lifespan right away. But food… don’t you have the Divine Grace Book?”
Tomson replied, “The Tower of Divine Power is too far away. We’ll get killed before we even reach it.”
Wu Mingzhe nodded, “Alright. Give me your address, and I’ll arrange for someone to bring you food.”
Tomson shook his head, “No, no, no. We can’t expose our location. If you do, it’ll be dangerous for both me and my people… Mr. Wu, I can have my friend drive me to your place, and you can use the Divine Grace Book to make food for us.”
Wu Mingzhe’s first instinct was to refuse.
After all, it involved revealing his real-world address.
But then, he thought about it: right now, only he could help these non-nationals. If they acted recklessly, all the non-nationals in Magic City would end up dead, so Tomson was unlikely to go rogue.
He finally nodded in agreement, “Alright.”
Once Tomson received the address, he turned and left.
Yuan Sisi smiled broadly, “Honey, you’re a genius! Not only did you save them, but you can make them work for us and make money!”
Wu Mingzhe grinned, “Two thousand slaves working for me? We’re going to make a fortune! Next, I’ll borrow fifteen hundred years of lifespan from Magic City Bank. With that much, I should be able to convince Shadow. Once I negotiate with Shadow and Tianqiong Guild, we’ll be able to protect these non-nationals. Once the guild is up and running, we’ll make our investment back quickly!”
Their plan was clever, to say the least.
But, as reality often goes, things rarely turn out as imagined…
Three hours later, late at night.
Wu Mingzhe and Yuan Sisi hosted Tomson and the others at their home.
Yuan Sisi used the Divine Grace Book to create food for Tomson and his group.
Wu Mingzhe, meanwhile, logged back into the game and, using his connections, managed to secure a loan of fifteen hundred years of lifespan from Magic City Bank.
Several official banks, including Magic City Bank, had set up operations in the game.
You could store lifespan, take out loans, but the interest rates were high, and the requirements for borrowing were stricter. The stronger the borrower, the higher the lifespan they could secure.
Wu Mingzhe used his position to successfully borrow the fifteen hundred years of lifespan.
To him, this amount of lifespan would quickly pay off.
A guild with 3,000 members could easily generate one to two hundred years of lifespan a day with a higher tax rate.
When Wu Mingzhe secured the loan, he logged off and returned to his home in the real world.
Tomson was waiting for him.
Wu Mingzhe initiated a trade request, showing the 1500 years of lifespan, then closed the trade window.
“Is this enough? Now I’ll set up the guild, draft the membership contract, and you can join.”
But before Wu Mingzhe could finish his sentence, Tomson suddenly raised his hand and pulled out a golden repeating crossbow from his inventory.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Like a machine gun, Tomson fired dozens of arrows into Wu Mingzhe’s legs, shredding them, causing him to collapse to the ground, kneeling in pain.
Tomson, smoking a cigarette, walked over with a mocking, contemptuous smile on his face, “Dumb Great Xia donkey, remember this: non-nationals will never be slaves!”
“Now, if you don’t want to die, hand over all your lifespan.”
“Of course, if you refuse, we can just kill you and take half your lifespan. What do you think?”
The sudden turn of events left Wu Mingzhe in utter shock.
He fell to the ground, his legs bleeding, filled with both fear and confusion. “You don’t want to live? Without our help, you and your people will die!”
Tomson burst into laughter, his eyes filled with disdain.
“Your people? What does that have to do with me? Once we get your lifespan, we can escape from Great Xia. I’ve already arranged for people to pick us up!”
“By the way, we’ve taken your wife. She’ll be a nice companion on our journey out, haha.”
Wu Mingzhe gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in his legs, and asked, “My wife… where is she? What have you done to her?!”
“You don’t need to worry about that. Don’t worry, we won’t treat her poorly.”
Tomson grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, “Now, it’s your turn to make a decision. Will you give me your lifespan, or should I take it myself?”
He reached out and slapped Wu Mingzhe’s face.
Wu Mingzhe, heartbroken and in pain, was filled with regret.
He never imagined his brilliant plan would lead to this… a trap, a wolf in sheep’s clothing!
The worst part was…
It wasn’t just a matter of shame.
The terrifying reality was that he might actually die!
The physical and mental torment sent him plummeting into despair.
Now, he understood why so many people wanted to hunt these non-nationals…
Because these people were not human at all.