Chapter 95
Chapter 095 Be a Good Person, Don’t Get Cut
In Warehouse No. 3, a large truck was parked, its cargo box wider than usual. Aside from that, there was nothing else of note in the warehouse.
It seemed that what the guards were protecting must be inside the cargo box.
Xia Xinyan and Ling Mo moved to the back of the truck. The box door was secured with several heavy locks, but that was no problem for them. However, just as Xia Xinyan was about to cut the locks, their phones buzzed in their pockets.
Ling Mo instinctively pulled out his phone and took a glance, finding that Fatty and Baiyu were online in the chat channel, with Fatty wildly @-ing them.
Ling Mo couldn’t help but chuckle and entered the voice channel, “Hey, still alive?”
“Of course! You think I’m easy to kill? Damn, I just had a thrilling time! A thousand guns were pointed at me, and I still managed to escape! Hey, I kind of like this thrill now!” Fatty’s voice burst through the channel.
Baiyu’s voice quickly followed, “If I hadn’t helped you, you’d have been turned into a sieve. Not even a compliment for me?”
“That ain’t happening, I don’t want you to get all proud.”
“…”
“Hey, Old Ling, where are you guys now? We’re coming to find you.”
Ling Mo replied, “You can see our location on the map, Divine Dragon Storage Room. Just hop over; we’ve dealt with the guards inside.”
“Oh, impressive, Old Ling! Wait for us, we’re on our way.” Fatty blurted, “The cops are everywhere outside, honestly, this dungeon is way tougher than the previous ones.”
“Just be careful; that’s enough.” After Ling Mo finished, he exited the channel.
Xia Xinyan also checked her phone for the locations of other players. The map showed that Fatty and Baiyu weren’t too far away and were heading this way. Nearly half of the other players had stopped moving; they were probably dead or resting. Still, there were no other players in the voice channel, which oddly gave her a sense of playing a four-man dungeon.
Players in a team tend to have a higher exclusionary mindset than solo players; Xia Xinyan was well aware of this. But knowing this just made her feel helpless. If these people didn’t try to contact other players or find a way to push the main storyline forward, it was like they were increasing the difficulty for themselves.
But she had no way to change that.
In her last life, there were plenty of players like this. Even if the game had targeted penalties for negative behavior, it couldn’t completely eliminate this phenomenon. And since most players still didn’t understand the game well, this situation was likely to increase.
Just do your best.
However, just as she planned to put her phone away, she suddenly noticed a player rapidly approaching from the map. It wasn’t normal movement; it was more like teleportation. In just a brief moment, this player had surpassed Fatty and the others and reached the outside of the warehouse… no, wait, they were already inside the warehouse.
Xia Xinyan looked up at Ling Mo.
Behind him, a barely noticeable black mist suddenly emerged from his shadow, while Ling Mo remained oblivious.
Without hesitation, Xia Xinyan rushed over, pulled Ling Mo into her embrace, and took a few steps back, her tail swishing in front of them in a defensive stance.
Ling Mo was momentarily confused.
At that moment, the figure formed from the black mist emerged, wearing a very friendly smile, “I just wanted to scare him a little. Was it necessary to be so alert?”
Xia Xinyan sized him up for a moment.
This guy seemed a lot more mature than Ling Mo, though not by many years, and his smile was particularly friendly, making it hard to remain vigilant around him.
He was also an extremely dangerous presence.
His neatly tailored tailcoat was his trademark and added to his refined appearance. Anyone unfamiliar with him would undoubtedly perceive him as a charming and approachable gentleman at first glance.
But only Xia Xinyan knew he was a charming man-eater.
His name was Morning Light, one of the top ten on the leaderboard in her last life, with an ability called Shadow Walker, allowing him to teleport and fight through a unique black mist—an incredibly tricky and hard-to-prepare opponent—if he had you in his sights.
He was indeed warm with friends and strangers he had no grievances with, perhaps due to his upbringing as an aristocrat. But if someone thought he was just as harmless as he appeared, they’d likely end up wondering how they met their demise.
Anyone who made it to the top ten on the leaderboard could not be some nice guy.
Including her.
So now, even without any past encounters with Morning Light, Xia Xinyan regarded him as a potential enemy.
Who knew whether he silently approached to scare them or genuinely planned to attack, and Ling Mo was still wearing a guard’s uniform.
And Ling Mo was still dazed.
Now, what occupied his mind was not the sudden appearance of this guy, but the fact that he and Xia Xinyan were now in this position—
Xia Xinyan had one arm around his waist, pulling him protectively into her embrace, while the other hand brandished a gun she didn’t know where she got it from, aiming it at the man. Her tail was also positioned in front of them, gently waving like a rattlesnake, radiating a sense of danger.
… He thought there might be a problem with the roles they played.
They should have swapped roles to be more normal.
And seeing that they were both silent, Morning Light took a step back to show his intent, “I mean you no harm. If I scared you, I apologize.”
Xia Xinyan flicked her tail and released Ling Mo, “We don’t like this kind of scare tactic. Hope you can understand.”
“Okay, I won’t do it again.” Morning Light chuckled.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty and Baiyu rushed over. Seeing the guards sprawled out at the entrance, Fatty was shocked, “Whoa, awesome! We were hiding from those cops out there all awkward, and you guys just went in and took them all out?”
Then he noticed Ling Mo’s clothes and froze, “Wait, Old Ling, don’t tell me you stripped a guy and wore his clothes? That’s a bit messed up…”
“Do I look like that kind of person?” Ling Mo rolled his eyes, and the guard uniform on him instantly transformed into strands of white light and disappeared, revealing his original outfit beneath, “Did you forget what my ability is?”
“… Tsk, honestly, your ability is seriously strong. Give you an island, and you might create a new continent with that ability.” Fatty smacked his lips, then looked at Morning Light, “Who’s this guy? Dressed so formally, he’s not about to give a speech or something.”
“I’m dressed like this because it fits my ability’s style, and partly because I ran out of game points for other clothes,” Morning Light casually smiled, “Let me introduce myself, I’m Morning Light.”
“Oh! So it’s you, Morning Light! Long time no see.”
“You know me?”
“Of course! The Morning Light pens I used in high school were all hauled by a truck to be sold as scrap.”
“…”
Xia Xinyan coughed lightly, bringing them back to the topic at hand, “There were a lot of guards at this warehouse door earlier, and I’m guessing something inside that cargo box might be useful to us.”
“Then why are we waiting? Let’s get it open!” Fatty went around to the back of the truck and took a look, “Wow, so many locks… but no worries, Old Ling, can you whip up a big pair of pliers?”
“No need for all that trouble.” Xia Xinyan interrupted him and walked to the front of the cargo box. With a flick of her tail, she effortlessly sliced through several steel bars locking the cargo door, doing it cleanly and smoothly.
Seeing that, Fatty couldn’t help but shiver.
That sharpness…
He couldn’t help but pat Ling Mo’s shoulder, “Old Ling, be a good person, don’t get cut.”
Ling Mo: “…”
