Serial Player
Chapter 871 - 528

Chapter 871: 528

Li Changhe walked towards his room while calculating his gains and losses from this disaster fog.

First, in terms of loot, the most valuable was the six-winged angel’s wings, which could be disassembled with a large amount of game currency to obtain a portion of divinity.

Items that could grant divinity were very valuable. If sold, they were estimated to fetch a five-figure sum in game currency.

The teeth of the abyssal worm could be disassembled. The silver armor of the six-winged angel had good effects and was first in line for reforging.

The play costumes of the Faceless Man were of fine quality, but at any rate, they were task items above LV10 and would not lack buyers.

As for the cursed dagger of the Wild Hunting King, it was given to Old Zhao. For Li Changhe at the moment, epic level weapons were not of much use.

Then, there were the losses, which were not small.

The epic level Sin Dragon Mo Blade was broken.

At that time, Li Changhe had infused a large amount of divinity to unleash General’s Cloak. He delivered the strongest strike he had ever made until then.

And in that area, he left behind a huge chasm reaching hundreds of meters long with the deepest part being twenty meters deep.

Such formidable power was too much even for epic equipment, which unsurprisingly fractured into three pieces.

Li Changhe had now sent the Mo Blade for reforging and hoped it would not lose any quality. It would still take more than ten hours to wait.

Last came Old Lead who, in truth, had devoured a significant amount of strength in this disaster fog. The recovery progress at one point exceeded 50%.

However, in the battle with the Crying Hero, after the Causal Severance was deployed, Old Lead’s sphere showed a clear fist mark.

The repair progress had also fallen back to 40%.

That must have been the punch the Crying Hero threw to get rid of Old Lead, which seemed somewhat ineffective against beings of such a high level of divinity.

Yet after the death of the Crying Hero, his Old Lead self-destructed and left behind a black stone.

It was unclear whether it was because Li Changhe and the Crying Hero were too similar, or it was actually the Crying Hero’s intention, but the black stone flew into Li Changhe’s hand.

[Old Lead Black Block]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Type: Material]

[Effect: ???]

[Note 1: The remnants of a certain God Sin]

[Note 2: Don’t hold back, eat it.]

Li Changhe, always swift to embrace good advice, fed the black piece to Old Lead.

As a result, Old Lead was in a special state.

It couldn’t use any effects and even the black fog surrounding it had dissipated. It seemed to really have turned back into a lead sphere. Well, it actually was one.

Li Changhe tried putting it into the Forge for reforging, which resulted in a terrifying duration of two hundred hours, well over eight days.

"Two hundred hours... is it giving birth inside?" Li Changhe complained but still put Old Lead through the reforging process.

"So, right now your Sin Dragon Mo Blade is being reforged, and your Old Lead is also in reforging," Yun Ting said in his mind. "That means your combat power has taken a bit of a hit, hasn’t it?"

"It has a bit, but even without using them, I’m still skilled enough to climb the Battle Power Rankings," Li Changhe replied.

There was no use for the combination of the General’s Cloak and the Sin Dragon Mo Blade anymore, and Old Lead would take over eight more days to return.

Li Changhe during this period was indeed not at his peak combat power, but he was still not to be underestimated.

After the disaster fog ended, Li Changhe received an email from the Evolution Game.

[Detected that the player’s performance in combat power is sufficient to be listed on the LV10 Battle Power Rankings. Would you like to display ranking?]

[Accept/Decline]

There wasn’t anything surprising about this. After Li Changhe defeated Jiaqian Taoist with one strike, he had already understood he was fit to be on the leaderboard.

Just the feat of slaying several members of the Terror Devil Parliament had already caused many on the rankings to blush with shame.

Was the 71st-ranked Jiaqian Taoist proud of killing a Terror Devil of the God’s Chosen from Blood River?

Wouldn’t Li Changhe’s battle achievements allow him to hold his nose up to the sky?

In the midst of the disaster fog, no one’s battle achievements shone brighter than Li Changhe’s. Even players stronger than him didn’t have such dazzling records.

"So, are you planning to get on the rankings?" Yun Ting asked with interest.

Each master on the rankings is a target for recruitment by the major guilds. It’s also why many players choose to join organizations.

For instance, after Moon God became the forty-first master, many players applied to join [Black Forest], the player guild of Moon God.

If Li Changhe and the others became ranked masters, they might attract some wild players to join [General Mountain]. Of course, the characters of these players are unknown, but at the very least, it could enhance the influence and thus raise the guild’s ranking a bit higher.

And this disaster fog had caused some changes in the rankings. Some masters on the rankings disappeared or moved up in rank.

For example, Jiaqian Taoist reached the sixty-ninth place and entered the top sixty decisively.

Of course, if Li Changhe agrees to have his rank displayed, he would have to go back to the top seventy.

"No, I talked it over with Box. He goes up, I don’t," Li Changhe shook his head.

Box had chased and ultimately killed the Insect Queen in the underground battlefield for several days, so after the disaster fog ended, he also received a prompt from the rankings.

They then discussed it within General Mountain.

Eventually, they decided to let him go on the Battle Power Rankings. Li Changhe would pass for now.

"Wouldn’t it be better if both of you were on the list?" Yun Ting clicked her tongue; she had wanted to boast about this to Chen Yu and Bai.

Both her younger brothers becoming ranked masters would give her enough to brag about for a while.

"No... I have something better," Li Changhe responded with a smile.

"Something better?" Yun Ting was a bit puzzled; she wasn’t a player and was not clear on how General Li Ba was rated in the [forum].

Li Changhe didn’t elaborate and came to the door of his room, gently knocking.

After a while, the door opened.

Li Changhe stepped back in shock, looking at the doorplate again.

"Did I go to the wrong room?"

The person who opened the door was actually Chen Yu, wearing an overburdened apron and holding a broom and dustpan.

"Then you indeed didn’t go to the wrong room. I’m helping her clean up," Chen Yu said as she shoved the broom and dustpan into Li Changhe’s hands: "It’s killing me; you two can handle the rest."

Saying so, she squeezed past Li Changhe, opened the next room’s door, and slammed it shut with a bang.

It looks like she was still a neighbor, Li Changhe thought, hoping that this person wouldn’t eavesdrop.

He then entered the room.

The girl inside was cleaning, her hair tied up in a ponytail, exposing her fair neck.

And the black lines on her cheeks had not completely faded, making her delicate face seem mysterious and faintly alluring.

"I made noodles," the girl said softly.

"Hmm."

And in the [forum], as the disaster fog in Hua Country dissipated and the situation in the other locations stabilized, the posts about the disaster fog decreased a lot.

But there were quite a few discussions about a certain individual.

In the end, an official player summarized it.

[Ventured deep into the underground battlefield, killed the Abyssal Worm]

[Surged forward through the waves, killed the Six-winged Gatekeeper of the Conference Devil]

[Rode alone to the rescue, a one-man army. Killed the Faceless Man of the Conference Devil]

[Three demons gathered, emerged from a desperate situation. Killed the Wild Hunting King, the Green Lion Demon King, the Rose Duke of the Conference Devil!]

[His name is not seen in the Battle Power Rankings, but he ought to be known as the Crownless King!]

(End of the disaster fog arc)