Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

Chapter 96: Chapter 83: Demacia: You Really Deserve to Die!_3

He was speechless; he had clearly said that a hell-level quest wouldn’t be that easy, so he explicitly instructed to choose gold coins that could be stored in the panel and wouldn’t drop.

It’s his own rebelliousness, who can he blame?

The other three were also silent. This resentment was so intense that even the Evil Sword Immortal would have to acknowledge it; it’s endless, absolutely endless.

At this moment, Demacia sent another screen full of messages full of resentment.

It seemed to notice the four of them were online, the messaging speed became even faster.

Guard Brigade: [Ignore him, let’s go find Baiyi. Did you all read the notes I sent?]

[Read it]×3.

Demacia: [!!!]

Guard Brigade: [...Check your private messages, we’re off.]

Guard Brigade closed the group chat and cautiously looked outside: ”What am I doing? Hell-level tasks are really difficult. After the task was completed yesterday, I got killed. If I’m not careful, I’ll get blocked at the respawn point.”

”Today, our goal is to try to find someone for help. Um, why is it that there are so few people? Does anyone know where they all went?”

Guard Brigade asked in confusion; it was the middle of the day, yet the respawn point was strangely devoid of the usual players bouncing around. It was bizarre.

Several other doors opened, Demacia and the other four, along with Guard Brigade, exchanged glances.

At this moment, a barrage of comments scrolled by: [Everyone’s gone to Baiyi’s to collect money.]

Guard Brigade was stunned: ”Collect money? What money?”

[Compensation that Baiyi promised last time during the bug incident, available today at noon. Money’s up for grabs, first come first served.]

Demacia, also watching the livestream, let out a ”f**k” and bolted without thinking: ”Mad, there’s money! Run faster!”

”Hey, you...”

Guard Brigade wanted to stop them but couldn’t react in time, now only able to see Demacia’s retreating figure.

Exchanging a glance with the other three hardcore players, they could only follow reluctantly, hoping their hand speed was fast enough to avoid being dragged into combat; otherwise, they could log off anytime before that happened.

The five of them reached the entrance of this independent district without any issues. These walls were built by Sabo and this area belonged to Baiyi’s private property.

They looked outside and were dumbfounded because, at some unknown time, two tall Beastmen were already standing unguarded at the spawn point.

They stared straight ahead, exuding authority without anger, forcing some of the rogues who would come to the spawn point to beg to only watch from a distance.

Demacia exchanged a glance with Guard Brigade and retracted some of his resentment as he looked at Feng Chen, who was of the same race as the two Beastmen soldiers at the gate.

Feng Chen put on a smile he thought was friendly, but it actually looked quite ferocious. He stepped forward and asked, ”Brothers, what’s going on here? What happened?”

The Beastman on the left glanced at him and, seeing it was someone of the same race, eased off his air of hostility a bit, responding coldly, ”The acting Lord City Lord sent us to take turns guarding, not allowing civilians to enter your marvel’s place.”

Feng Chen paused, a bit curious and asked, ”Why? Wasn’t there no such rule before?”

As soon as the words fell, the Beastman soldier’s aura grew colder: ”I don’t know, I can’t influence the acting Lord City Lord’s decisions!”

Feeling the Beastman soldier’s displeasure, Feng Chen tactfully refrained from further questions and walked away with Guard Brigade and the others.

These two Beastmen were soldiers of the Apocalypse Legion, and guarding the Inner City District was a cushy job. Many wealthy merchants would deliberately try to ingratiate themselves with them, but coming to the Outer City District, especially guarding this marvel place, not to mention any gains, they couldn’t even see a drop of water.

For the Apocalypse Soldiers, this was no different from being demoted. If it weren’t a rotational position, they would have quit long ago.

Guard Brigade and Demacia were discussing amongst each other, and today, the roads seemed particularly orderly; all the usual oppression was now peaceful and friendly.

If observed carefully, they could also see soldiers from the Wucheng Army and members of the Law Enforcement Team patrolling with rather high frequency.

After paying the entrance fee, the Inner City showed no changes—it was still bustling with activity, appearing even more lively than the streets of the Blue Star, especially with the presence of motorcycles and helicopters.

As they reached Saint Martial Avenue, the crowd reached a jostling level, with a queue of players waiting to collect their money, and NPCs watching the excitement.

Others seemed to sense a business opportunity, pulling out various delicacies to peddle.

Sadly, no matter how hard they tried to sell, it held no attraction for the players, since anything in the Inner City involving magic had Silver Coins as its minimum currency.

Food with even slightly better flavor and quality was sold for Gold Coins.

Players didn’t want to buy, but simply couldn’t afford it; those who could would have to empty more than half of their savings, and no one would do that.

Guard Brigade and the others also queued up; as they neared the front of the line, a red alert suddenly flashed at the shop entrance, accompanied by electronic mechanical sounds.

The beautiful Elf who’d been dispensing the money with a face of resentment grew even more annoyed because she didn’t get a share of the money these players were collecting, and there were even repeat claimers! How greedy!

Beside her, a skeleton quickly raised a gun with a bang, and with a scream of ”f**k” from the player, they disappeared on the spot.

The distribution continued, and when it was Demacia’s turn, Baiyi happened to be hurrying past, as if he had some pressing matter to attend to.

”Mr. Baiyi!” Demacia grabbed the money bag and dashed away, eyes brimming with tears; if you didn’t know better, you might think Baiyi had jilted him.

Baiyi was also taken aback by the commotion. Since becoming the acting City Lord, things were busier than he’d imagined, and he was truly pressed for time, especially with Mosen’s resignation adding to his headaches. He had to go check on the situation.

However, upon seeing Demacia, he wasn’t in such a hurry to leave. He had a rather good impression of these hardcore players, as they were among the most compliant with the game rules.

”What’s wrong?” Baiyi asked gently.

After collecting their money, Guard Brigade and the others stashed it into their panels and trotted over just in time to witness an awkward scene.

Demacia burst into tears: ”Mr. Baiyi, Lord City Lord! Those damn Black Night Rose people stole my Bronze Magic Wand!”

”They took my stuff in broad daylight...”

Baiyi: ....

Guard Brigade: ...

Players watching the scene: ....