Magic Farm 186

Chapter 186

Little Old Me was about to be driven mad by this bunch of pig teammates.

Ever since he’d decided to strike first, he’d been determined to make it quick.

One reason was to avoid unforeseen complications—he wanted My Fate dead, and the feeling was likely mutual.

Secondly, the end of the month was approaching, which meant the second round of rankings was about to be settled.

With another round of resources, My Fate would only become harder to kill.

There was also the matter of the Ice and Snow Boss. The game bigshot himself had confirmed that the magic sleigh could fly.

Once players got their hands on that item, even if nothing else, their odds of escaping or surviving would increase dramatically.

So, the sooner they acted, the better.

Of course, before making a move, he’d privately contacted a player from My Fate’s small group, getting them to subtly egg My Fate on.

That player was called Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg, who had also been one of those jeering in the region chat and had been promptly blacklisted by Qi Yu.

He rarely spoke in the region chat, so most players didn’t even know who he was.

When news of the resource zone spread yesterday, he brought up the topic in the group chat, and, as expected, My Fate declared he wouldn’t go.

His thinking was the same as most: going to the resource zone didn’t guarantee good loot, but if you lost half a day, you might miss out on some Ice and Snow Boss rewards.

The rewards you could actually get your hands on were more appealing.

Besides, the last trip to the resource zone—with all those native martial artists—had left quite a shadow on him.

Not long after, Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg privately messaged My Fate:

[Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg: Boss, I just got some news. I Love Survival Game is going to the resource zone. What do you think—should we take the chance to raid his shelter?]

This was also arranged by Little Old Me—he wasn’t about to pass up the chance to kill with a borrowed knife.

If he didn’t have to get his own hands dirty or take any risks, all the better.

But My Fate was clearly not that stupid.

[My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Are you an idiot? Just because he’s in the resource zone, doesn’t mean he can’t come back midway. He’s gone out exploring so many times—he definitely has a teleportation scroll on him.]

[My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Plus, he’s a mage and was the first in the server to upgrade his shelter to level three. There’s no way his territory doesn’t have backup plans.]

He rejected the idea outright.

When the message came back, Little Old Me was especially disappointed: What a pity—how did this fool suddenly grow a brain?

Since using others to do the dirty work wasn’t an option, he’d have to do it himself.

Besides, luck was on their side.

Someone in the small group “shared” their location, and as it happened, Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg was the closest to My Fate.

He immediately started fawning, saying things like “clinging to a bigshot,” “so lucky to be under the boss’s wing,” “what a coincidence to be so close to the boss,” “such an honor to be near My Fate,” and so on.

My Fate, flattered, said that if Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg didn’t mind wasting time, he could come find him and they’d hunt monsters together.

The message came back—everything had gone so smoothly it was almost unbelievable.

Little Old Me was speechless: he’d gotten My Fate’s shelter coordinates that quickly.

A quick check with an item, and his expression turned strange: if he wasn’t mistaken, he, I’m Very Overbearing, My Fate Is Mine, Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg, Hundred Ghosts Reverse…

Most of the players in the small group were actually clustered in neighboring areas.

Little Old Me couldn’t help but recall something someone had said in the region chat: could it be that Survival Game really does group like with like?

Granted, he admitted he wasn’t a good person, but at least he wasn’t an idiot, right?

What did it mean to be lumped together with such a bunch of fools?

At the same time, his killing intent grew stronger: since they were all so close, all the more reason to act quickly.

Otherwise, once My Fate realized, he’d be the one in danger.

I’m Very Overbearing clearly had the same thought.

The group hit it off immediately.

Yesterday afternoon, they each used their own tricks and tracking items to gather and descended on My Fate Is Mine’s territory.

Even better, My Fate wasn’t in his shelter—he was outside fighting the Ice and Snow Boss.

That made things even easier.

…

A top-ten player’s ID going gray was impossible to hide.

Within two minutes of My Fate’s death, the region chat had already noticed.

At that moment, Little Old Me’s group was in the middle of an argument.

That’s right—just after taking out My Fate, the group started fighting.

The reason was simple: in killing My Fate, everyone had used up at least one powerful item.

They’d thought it through: My Fate had so much good stuff, after killing him, they could split his resources and maybe even come out ahead.

But what they hadn’t expected was that after My Fate died, his body, just like a slain mutant creature, instantly dissolved into white light before their eyes.

Nothing was left.

They pinned their hopes on his shelter, but when they got there, the once sizable territory had already vanished—

My Fate Is Mine, and his entire territory, had been wiped clean, as if they’d never existed.

…

The group stared at each other. I’m Very Overbearing was the first to speak, accusing Hundred Ghosts Reverse of slacking off during the fight and claiming he’d used the most items.

Hundred Ghosts Reverse said he was support, did his part, and I’m Very Overbearing was making baseless accusations.

If not for My Fate’s “disappearance,” personally proving that killing players in Survival Game gave no reward, Little Old Me had no doubt this newly formed group would have immediately fallen apart.

There might even have been another flash of white light right there.

But now that they knew killing players didn’t drop loot, no one wanted to waste items on pointless fights—they just argued.

A flurry of curses broke out.

Meanwhile, the region chat had already begun speculating about what had happened to My Fate.

Was it an accident?

A player vendetta?

Little Old Me had Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg go speak in the region chat:

[Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg: That bastard got so many people in the region chat killed—serves him right! Justice is served, huh?!]

[Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg: Maybe some bigshot in the chat took matters into their own hands and took him out?]

The talking points were simple.

But effective.

Because, honestly, even though My Fate had dropped in the rankings and had a bad reputation, he was still a top-ranked player.

Ordinary people couldn’t do anything to him.

With Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg’s comments, plenty of people started speculating along those lines.

The top names on the power rankings were all mentioned, but of course, the one brought up most was “I Love Survival Game.”

First, the game bigshot definitely had the strength to take down My Fate.

Second, he had every reason to: the two of them were openly at odds, and My Fate had even used a deadly item on him.

Most importantly, the bigshot himself had said in the region chat that if he ever got the chance, he’d never let My Fate Is Mine go.

As speculation ran wild, Brother Earth and Wood spoke up:

[Brother Earth and Wood: Your game bigshot was already in the resource zone, FYI.]

[Grind King: The bigshot went to the resource zone? Impressive.]

Because the Ice and Snow Boss event overlapped, probably not a single player in the region had chosen to enter the resource zone this time.

No one thought the bigshot went to the resource zone because he thought it was more important than the boss event.

They all realized one thing: for the number one player to do that, he must be confident that even if he missed half a day, he could still gather enough Ice and Snow Gems to exchange for all the rewards.

[Ningjing Zhiyuan: Yeah, My Fate probably didn’t go to the resource zone. Some people deserve what they get, but don’t go blaming others without proof.]

Little Old Me hadn’t expected Qi Yu would actually go to the resource zone—he’d only told Sweet-and-Sour Fried Egg to say that to trick My Fate.

Of course, what shocked him most was what happened next—his teammates stepped forward.

[I’m Very Overbearing: Stop guessing. It was me.]

[Hundred Ghosts Reverse: And me.]

[I’m Very Overbearing: My Fate Is Mine was a cancer, got so many people killed. Taking him out was revenge for all the innocent ones.]

[Hundred Ghosts Reverse: Even though we used up a lot of items, it was worth it to rid the world of a villain.]

[Hundred Ghosts Reverse: I’ve long since cut ties with that guy. I hope the bigshot will give me a chance and take me off the blacklist.]

Little Old Me: “…”

Impressive.

He immediately messaged those two, his only request being not to let it slip that he was involved.

I’m Very Overbearing mocked him for being a coward.

Hundred Ghosts Reverse was happy to have one less person “competing for credit.”

But Little Old Me didn’t celebrate for long. Like attracts like—there wasn’t anything good in this crowd.

Brother Earth and Wood spent a few coins and almost pieced together the whole story.

Any information he could buy, other players could buy too.

Not only did Little Old Me fail to get the effect he wanted, he ended up more distrusted than “I’m Very Overbearing” and the others.

Knowing Qi Yu had gone to the resource zone, Brother Earth and Wood tried to lay things out clearly.

The only thing no one knew was how exactly those people had managed to ambush My Fate.

But no one really wanted the gory details.

[Don’t Dare Open My Eyes: The best thing about this, besides dog-eat-dog finally taking out the worst of them, is that now everyone knows players can’t inherit loot after death.]

[Need a Little Money to Save Me: Yes! I was so relieved to hear that! With this rule, even if players can freely interact later, the odds of mass slaughter will drop dramatically.]

[Need a Little Money to Save Me: Survival Game, today I have to give you a compliment!]

Qi Yu agreed with this most of all:

[I Love Survival Game: Survival Game has always been great.]

After watching the drama, he didn’t rest long. He was just about to take out his magic sleigh and go hunt the Ice and Snow Boss.

A message popped up:

[Shen Ben Wuxiang: That flower turned into a treasure.]

[Shen Ben Wuxiang: (picture) (picture)]

The first picture was of a small green bottle, only palm-sized.

The second showed the bottle open, and in Dan Xingyu’s palm lay a tiny, milky-white pill.

[Shen Ben Wuxiang: Info · Elven Secret Medicine (Purple).]

[Elven Secret Medicine (Purple): A secret medicine brewed from thousand-year Linglong Jade Fruit as the main ingredient. Taking it can temper the body and has a chance to improve innate talent.]

Linglong Jade Fruit?

Qi Yu immediately thought of the neat rows of boxes of Linglong Jade Fruit juice in his ring.