I Don't Agree to the Terms
Chapter 68 - 67: That Shock Wreaked Havoc on Many Players_2

Chapter 68: Chapter 67: That Shock Wreaked Havoc on Many Players_2

It was precisely because of this that Fengxue Pavilion dared to make a move, reasoning that the major clubs and studios looked down on it and believed it couldn’t produce anything worthwhile, thus exploiting a loophole.

"Once I have more techniques at my disposal and can scrap numbers in more varied ways, then we’d still need injections, truly a headache."

Gu Shanhai quickly concocted six hundred doses of the scrap number potion, his methods indeed slightly monotonous. But no matter, with his current proficiency in hidden weapons, he couldn’t claim a hundred percent hit rate, yet he was around ninety percent sure of striking his target.

"With the addition of the phantom summoned by the General Order to assist, I’ll have no issues with ranged or close combat."

That’s right, the phantom summoned by the General Order was for ranged attacks, and he himself was in support. Although most of the time enemies were taken down before they got close, he still positioned himself as a tanky support, always piling up his health, defense, and speed. The main thing was survival, whether it was taking down enemies to resolve dangers or being so tough that enemies could scratch him all day without effect, it was all the same—survival was key.

...

The next morning, Gu Shanhai had waited all night without anyone attempting to ambush him. For a moment, he thought his sixth sense warned him of a benefit rather than a crisis.

It wasn’t until morning that someone from Donghua Sect finally paid a visit.

"Ahem, this is the leader of our Fengxue Pavilion first team," introduced Donghua Sect, gesturing to the person beside him.

The person’s ID was Fengxue Pavilion·Sword Like Wind, carrying a sword, appearing to be a practitioner of swordsmanship.

However, in Gu Shanhai’s eyes, the person was just for show, relying completely on skills and equipment, without any actual sword technique.

"Oh, hello there, you don’t visit without a reason, what’s the matter?" Gu Shanhai asked directly, while subtly keeping his distance.

Being the leader of a gaming club’s first team, the ability to fight was the key element.

Donghua Sect, at a glance, appeared to be more of a manager, so perhaps not so good in the gameplay aspect.

"Here’s the thing, we want you to leave this world, and we’re offering you a hundred thousand as compensation," Sword Like Wind got straight to the point.

"Guess how I entered the game?" Gu Shanhai could now confirm, it was indeed Fengxue Pavilion trying to trick him.

The other party paused before replying, "Two hundred thousand, that should be enough for you, right?"

"That’s not sincere at all. If I posted on the forums that I’m selling high-level talents, guess how much they’d go for?" Gu Shanhai said with a sneer.

Two hundred thousand? What a joke. In his past life, someone had sold their high-level talents early on, and a large club had directly spent ten million to buy them. To try and cut off someone’s high-level talent for just two hundred thousand was plainly taking him for a fool.

Moreover, considering their stance, it was unlikely they’d actually pay up twenty thousand. More likely, after he took the money, they’d turn around and accuse him of extortion. They’d not only take the money back but also send him to prison.

With twenty thousand in investment, how could they fail to secure such an early small base?

"Two hundred thousand is not a small sum, brother, give some face. The more friends, the more paths open," Donghua Sect also chimed in, spinning the ’I’m doing this for your good’ spiel.

"You’re the ones not giving me face. We had an agreement—I finish my tasks, you take over your base. Now you’re going back on your word, and it’s you guys who are at fault here. When you were courting NPC favor, I didn’t intervene. Now that you’ve gotten your benefits, you want me gone? But my mission isn’t finished yet," Gu Shanhai responded with disdain, it was them who had broken their promise, yet they were trying to paint him as the one at fault.

"Non-negotiable price, five hundred thousand. That’s the final bottom line of Fengxue Pavilion, but you’d have to sign a non-disclosure agreement. That’s a generous compensation, isn’t it?" Feng Ru Jian’s expression darkened before he finally spoke.

Hearing this, Gu Shanhai understood that this guy was truly sinister, not just wanting him to serve time and return the money, but also to pay out of his own pocket.

Later, once they’d received the benefits of the base, they’d stage a leak of secrets and pin it on Gu Shanhai. Not only would he lose the five hundred thousand, but he would also have to pay damages and be charged with corporate espionage, potentially facing three years in prison.

"Please, do you think I lack money? Oh, five hundred thousand is so impressive, Fengxue Pavilion, right? When I get back, let’s see if your financial backers are richer or my dad." Gu Shanhai bluffed without a second thought, deciding to scare the other side first.

The two were startled, their minds filled with "damn," well, they had run into a rich second-generation, which made things a bit more difficult to resolve, not even caring about five hundred thousand.

The Donghua Sect singer could only look towards Sword Like Wind, who according to protocol, should have taken action to send people back if negotiations broke down, but now faced with a wealthy person, if they were to use connections, it would also be uncomfortable for him.

Of course, what was more uncomfortable was if the other party made an investment just for fun, they would have to pack up and leave.

They were a game club, here to make money, not for so-called hobbies. Patrons were everything, not them as individuals.

Even if they weren’t large in scale, those with intent could still find them fairly easily.

There weren’t many game clubs, but there were plenty of wealthy people.

The problem was that they couldn’t give up; an industry chain that could produce talent, if controlled by them, wouldn’t guarantee becoming filthy rich, but would definitely make the books look very nice with flowing cash and profits, and might even remove the patrons’ control.

"Made up your mind yet? Planning to kill me, or just let it go?" Gu Shanhai asked slowly, seeing their hesitation. Otherwise, why would they hesitate?

"Wait till you log off and find us," Sword Like Wind decided, his idea simple: act!

Maybe in his eyes, Gu Shanhai was quite rich, and it’s unlikely his dad would target the Fengxue Pavilion over such a trivial dispute, as there was no benefit.

Besides, it’s just one death, right? Worst case, just apologize afterward, and if the talent industry chain succeeded, the Fengxue Pavilion would definitely rise with the tides.

Thus, the first thing he did was brandish his sword and charge at Gu Shanhai. In his eyes, Gu Shanhai was just a rich kid, how could he have any real gaming skills, probably just got lucky with the quest; if it were him, he would have completed it long ago, instead of dragging it out this long.

After all, virtual reality gaming had just emerged, and most people hadn’t considered the possibility of a quest that could last for months, years, or even decades.

When Gu Shanhai saw him coming, all style but full of openings, for players, it only mattered if the attack landed for skill damage.

Most players were like that at the moment.

Gu Shanhai effortlessly countered with Butterfly Hand techniques and strength, capturing Sword Like Wind with one hand.

Then, he decisively took out an avatar suspension potion and injected it into the other’s neck.

Everything happened too fast, and after Gu Shanhai’s smooth injection, Donghua Sect’s singer had just managed to throw a Fireball Technique.

But after a tiger-riding shadow appeared, it too pounced on him.

Although General Order was a long-range attack, it was skilled in close combat.

After incapacitating Sword Like Wind, Gu Shanhai took out another avatar suspension potion and quickly injected Donghua Sect’s singer as well.

"Wait, what is this, you..."

"You’ve suspended my avatar!!!"

Sword Like Wind, looking at the torrent of negative passive skills and permanent negative status he had acquired, was on the verge of breakdown.

His attributes had plummeted to their lowest, most skills turned unusable, and even his equipment had been forcibly removed back into the inventory, leaving him in basic starter clothes.

It wasn’t just him; the Donghua Sect’s singer was in the same boat.

"Yeah, I’m not only going to suspend your avatar, but I’m also going to suspend every player in Fengxue Pavilion." Having said that, Gu Shanhai, accompanied by General Order, left his room, ready to strike.