Chapter 128


Chapter 128 Why Is There Another Goblin?

The fat guy next to him was already dumbfounded.

Are they just openly flirting now?

Don’t they regard single dogs as dogs at all?

Damn, he also wants a girlfriend. Would he act like this if he had one?

Unfortunately, Ling Mo and Xia Xinyan didn’t consider his feelings at all.

After treating Ling Mo’s injuries until they were almost healed, Xia Xinyan let him go and, as if nothing had happened, looked at the soldier on the ground: “Is he dead?”

Ling Mo nodded, pretending nothing happened: “He should be dead. I checked just now, and he’s not breathing.”

The fat guy: “…”

Aren’t they even a little embarrassed?

Tsk, once he becomes famous online later, he’s going to find a girlfriend too. There will definitely be a bunch of girls swooning over his looks. Once he finds a girlfriend, he will also show off his love in public like this!

Xia Xinyan didn’t care about the fat guy’s expression and directly handed the sword in her hand to Ling Mo: “Mo Mo, this is for you, a trophy.”

This sword was also a very powerful weapon—

【Wind Slash Sword】

【Every time it is determined as an ‘attack,’ it will generate a sharp sword qi.】

Like those injuries on Ling Mo, most were caused by sword qi. This kind of sword qi could not be seen with the naked eye and was very difficult to defend against.

This time, Ling Mo didn’t refuse. He took the sword, swung it a couple of times, and smiled: “Feels good. Now I have a handy weapon.”

That grenade launcher was indeed strong, but once the ammo ran out, he had to wait for it to reload. During that time, it was just a piece of scrap iron. This weapon that could be used anytime was much more useful.

The fat guy watching: “…”

He really wanted to say that this thing was dropped by his hunter and should rightfully belong to him.

But the problem is, this guy was indeed killed by Ling Mo.

Forget it, if it’s given to Old Ling, then it’s given to Old Ling. Just pretend this never happened.

Clearing his throat, he asked, “What’s your situation now, you two?”

He was asking about their identities. He originally thought that everyone transformed into something like himself, but it seemed that wasn’t the case.

At least Xia Xinyan’s ghostly appearance was obvious in terms of race.

Ling Mo didn’t hide it and briefly told him about their discoveries in the dungeon, including their identities and hunter information.

After finishing, he asked about the fat guy’s identity: “By the way, what’s your race now? Why are you so green?”

The fat guy: “…”

He really didn’t want to answer.

But after hesitating for quite a while, for better information exchange, he chose to speak up: “You’re not mistaken; I’m a damn goblin now.”

Ling Mo: “…”

“Want to laugh? Go ahead and laugh.” The fat guy shrugged as if giving up, “Damn it, I’m half a head shorter, and I look even uglier, like a damn perverted Kamesennin. The hunter is just a commissioned medieval mercenary, and the damn weapon he has is something that can hit me, but I can’t hit back. I’m starting to doubt if I ran into the wrong world line.”

Ling Mo stroked his chin, resisting the urge to laugh out loud: “Ahem, um… you should have a new ability now, right? What’s your ability?”

“My ability?” The fat guy raised an eyebrow and pulled a small iron hammer out of his pants, “My ability is similar to your abilities—on the spot, conjure technology—goblin technology, astonishing!”

“Then why didn’t you conjure a weapon to deal with him?” Xia Xinyan asked.

The fat guy twitched at the corner of his mouth: “I still need time, dammit! By the time I just managed to conjure a prototype, he came at me swinging a sword. Should I go head-to-head with this hammer?”

Xia Xinyan fell silent.

Seeing their current forms, the fat guy felt even more annoyed: “Damn, why do you all look almost the same as before while I’ve turned into a short, poor, ugly guy?”

“Then you should ask the system.” Ling Mo shrugged, “Alright, do you know where the others are? We should find the others first before discussing our next plan.”

The fat guy shook his head: “No idea.”

“Then let’s just continue following the police car,” Xia Xinyan looked at the soldier on the ground, “Mo Mo, you’d better finish him off.”

Ling Mo agreed and reacted, raising his sword and directly slicing down at the soldier on the ground, severing his head. The head rolled to the side, and after a while, the headless body and head slowly turned into white light and vanished.

Xia Xinyan slightly frowned.

Now, after enemies die, their bodies no longer directly turn into light; instead, there’s a buffer period, but still, no blood or gory sight appeared. Because of this, Ling Mo and the fat guy didn’t notice anything odd.

But she did.

This was the process of the game boiling a frog in warm water, bit by bit, slowly getting players to accept corpses, and gradually accepting bloodshed until finally accepting reality.

Of course, she wouldn’t tell Ling Mo and the fat guy this. Once they finished with the vegetable market, they left and followed the police car running around on the street in search of other people.

However, before they could see Bai Yu or Morning Light, the first thing they ran into was a… goblin.

Or maybe it was a goblin?

Anyway, it looked just like the fat guy, only it was wearing a coarse, common short coat typical in games, completely different from the fat guy’s modern attire, making it more down-to-earth.

Ling Mo patted the fat guy’s shoulder: “Look, your long-lost brother.”

The fat guy slapped him back: “Shut your damn mouth!”

Xia Xinyan was surveying the surrounding environment.

This was a small park, nicely green, with public workout equipment everywhere, but right now it had been cordoned off, with only police standing outside and a goblin inside the public workout area madly smashing things with a stick.

Its power was tremendous; the stick smashed against the workout equipment’s steel, even bending it, causing the onlookers outside the park to exclaim: “It’s haunting! It’s haunting!”

Among the crowd, the fat guy shot a sidelong glance at Xia Xinyan.

Well, the ghost was among them.

Ling Mo looked confused: “What the hell is this guy doing?”

Xia Xinyan floated right in: “Not going crazy; it’s hunting.”

And the target of its hunt… was a dragonfly?

She saw that dragonfly dodging the goblin’s attacks using the workout equipment as cover.

As she floated closer, she finally got a clear look at the dragonfly… no, rather, its outfit—if she remembered correctly, it should be Bai Yu.

Tsk, why is the height shrinking more and more?

So Bai Yu has now turned into… Dragonfly Man?

Regardless of the oddities in her mind, she called out: “Come over this way!”

Bai Yu noticed Xia Xinyan drifting towards him and immediately flew towards her like he found a lifeline, but halfway there, he saw the fat guy following closely behind Xia Xinyan.

“… Why is there another goblin here?!”

The fat guy: “…”

Damn.