Magic Farm 118

Chapter 118: Such Handsome Men—There Are Two in the Game of the Gods Team

Compared to the barrage of lemony envy and regret from District 88 players—who could only wish they were the ones showing off—in District 01, the mood was far more uncertain and suspicious:

【Our mysterious cloaked guy’s teammate is pretty impressive.】

【So who exactly is the mysterious cloaked guy? Has anyone figured it out?】

With the necromancer’s dramatic entrance and every player in the arena showing off their skills, followed by Shen Ben Wu Xiang’s earth-shattering sword, the viewership for this particular stream in District 01 suddenly skyrocketed.

Players were practical: while other streams were still obediently driving their grown-up bumper cars, here they were already launching magical barrages. Of course, this was the place to be.

【I’ll venture a guess: the mysterious cloaked guy is at least top ten on the leaderboard.】

【I don’t know who he is, but I can rule out “My Fate Is Not Mine.”】

【Why rule him out?】

【Because I just came from stream 67377, and that’s where “My Fate Is Not Mine” is. How do I know? Because he introduced himself at the start: “Hi, I’m District 01’s My Fate Is Not Mine,” and then started yelling like a madman, “Is I Love Survival Game here?” Honestly, I felt embarrassed just watching.】

【…That actually fits my impression of him.】

【Haha, the funniest part was, the person next to him immediately said, “I know your District 01’s ‘I Love Survival Game,’” and you should’ve seen how dark his face got.】

On the field.

The first team to be eliminated had appeared, making many players more cautious.

The host hadn’t mentioned that losing your car meant elimination; a lot of players were still thinking, “If my car breaks, I’ll just steal another one.”

Now, thanks to the Dark Duo, everyone knew better.

Almost the instant the Dark Duo was eliminated, a faint, misty shield appeared around many bumper cars, enveloping them.

“Defensive items?” Dan Xingyu couldn’t help but comment, “People are really generous—using items in a fun event like this.”

Some nearby players overheard and scoffed inwardly.

This was a livestream!

Everyone in their regional channel was watching.

They were the number ones—if they didn’t show some skill and got eliminated too early, it would be too humiliating to go back. How could they face anyone?

Dozens of bumper cars had quietly moved in, forming a circle.

“Looks like we’re in trouble, brother,” Dan Xingyu sighed. “Seems like we’re being targeted.”

He said it as if it were serious, but there was a grin on his face, looking downright smug.

【? Brother? Second God, you’re acting strange!】

【Whoever you are, get off Second God right now!】

【If Second God is calling someone ‘brother’ of his own accord, this District 01 teammate must really be something.】

Everyone could tell Dan Xingyu was putting on an act. Qi Yu knew he wasn’t actually afraid, but still responded.

He gently reassured his younger teammate, “It’s fine. Just focus on driving—I’ll handle them.”

As he spoke, the Heart of the Greatwood staff appeared in his hand.

【Whoa, is that a staff?】

【Guys, this is seriously cool, but why does it feel like I’m not playing the same survival game as these pros?】

【Seriously, I’m starting to think the survival game is trolling us. I always knew there was a gap between us and the leaderboard players, but seeing it in person is something else—it’s like the difference between ordinary people and superhumans.】

Dan Xingyu and Qi Yu clearly had different styles.

Dan Xingyu liked to strike a pose before unleashing a big move—sometimes even giving a heads-up.

Qi Yu, on the other hand, was the classic type: ruthless, but said little.

Just as some people saw him draw his staff and started to get wary, they suddenly realized they were airborne.

No, not airborne—falling.

Second-tier earth magic: Fissure.

The ground beneath the dozens of cars encircling them split open, dropping them into a pit several meters deep.

And after they fell, there was a second wave——

First-tier earth magic: Earth Spikes.

Qi Yu was succinct: “Go.”

The whole process took only a few seconds. Dan Xingyu gave Qi Yu a thumbs-up, floored the accelerator, and left the curses behind.

Neither spell was especially deadly—under normal circumstances, they wouldn’t have even scratched this group.

But now, thanks to the rules, players had to stay in their bumper cars with seatbelts fastened. This move was just plain nasty.

By the time those cars crawled out of the pit, the Golden Lion—now boosted by acceleration magic—was long gone.

【Wow, the cloaked guy’s move was awesome.】

【That was magic, right? Was it instant-cast? I didn’t even see him move, and suddenly the ground was shaking.】

【A mage who can attack from range is way too OP in this round.】

Dan Xingyu agreed: “Bro, being able to attack from a distance is just too broken for this round, isn’t it?”

Qi Yu calmly warned, “Careful, steer left.”

Dan Xingyu blinked, not sure why, but obediently turned the wheel left.

The next instant, a surge of water blasted up from underground.

If they hadn’t dodged, the impact would have sent both car and driver flying.

Dan Xingyu stared, then realized: “Is this what the host meant by ‘obstacles’?”

So sneaky.

“How did you know?”

Qi Yu: “A feeling.”

He’d already spread his mental power wide; beneath the lively, colorful surface of the racetrack, all sorts of chaotic forces were surging.

Just then, a melodious singing voice drifted across the arena.

Dan Xingyu frowned. “That voice…”

The bumper car’s speed gradually slowed.

“Something’s wrong.” Dan Xingyu snapped out of it.

Qi Yu had already turned to look behind them.

The man with the dark gold, scaled eyes was there, and behind him, a blue humanoid phantom had appeared—the singing was coming from its mouth.

In Qi Yu’s vision, he could see pale blue, wave-like psychic energy spreading with the song, slowing down all the bumper cars.

So it was a psychic ability after all?

He flicked his staff, and a white light fell on Dan Xingyu.

Basic purification magic.

The inexplicable fatigue vanished, and Dan Xingyu beamed. “Thanks, bro.”

Qi Yu looked back—most people were affected, though the degree varied.

It probably depended on the player’s mental attribute.

Some were hit hard—he saw one car crash into a roadside barrier and stop completely.

The driver’s head slumped onto the wheel, clearly fast asleep.

Qi Yu saw his teammate, a woman in the passenger seat, suddenly clad in dark red armor, cursing as she unbuckled his seatbelt.

“Oh, we see the Deep Sea Abyss team from District 321 and District 108 seems to have used some kind of innate magic, causing trouble for most of the players! Also, I notice one contestant has fallen asleep—wake up! No sleeping here! Oh, his teammate has unbuckled his seatbelt—remember, the seatbelt can’t be off the driver for more than thirty seconds… Oh! The teammate has taken the driver’s seat herself!”

Host Hakimi’s dramatic voice was full of excitement.

【What’s this now? Mass hypnosis? Mind control?】

【This stream is opening my eyes. Did you notice? The cloaked guy wasn’t affected at all, and he even broke the control on the guy in black.】

【This arena is full of hidden masters. Why do all the other streams seem so much tamer?】

【Don’t tell me this is the leaderboard arena?】

【Leaderboard arena? Are you saying the cloaked guy is a top player? Look at his top-tier character model, mysterious cloak, and cool aura—what does any of that have to do with a farmer?】

【Could it be Jiangnan Misty Rain?】

【But Jiangnan is a paladin, and this guy is clearly a mage.】

The psychic control successfully slowed down the teams behind, with many cars crashing together—making it a real “bumper car” game.

Some realized Qi Yu was not only immune but seemed able to break the effect, and called out, “Game of the Gods team, can you help us? We can help you hold back the Deep Sea Abyss team!”

The golden-eyed man happened to look over as well. The phantom behind him shrieked at the sky, psychic power shaping into a blue sea beast that roared and charged at the Golden Lion.

“Just focus on driving,” Qi Yu said.

Dan Xingyu understood—his bro could handle it.

Qi Yu’s pupils turned silver, and his mental particles became a rain of needles, instantly piercing the sea beast.

The beast shattered into bubbles.

Qi Yu lowered his gaze, his eyes returning to black.

Both sides stopped there, neither escalating further.

【Damn, it’s like watching a blockbuster movie.】

【So cool! Cloaked guy, who are you? I can’t believe our District 01 has such a handsome man!】

Meanwhile…

【Second God, your teammate is pretty hot.】

【Second God, stand tall! When it comes to showing off, District 88 won’t lose!】

【Their team is called Game of the Gods. If “God” is Second God, then “Game”… so he really is “I Love Survival Game,” right?】

【Damn, even the server’s number one is this handsome? How can I keep calling him a simp with a straight face?】

Qi Yu ignored the calls for help, just glancing back at the players chasing relentlessly behind.

That little bit of distance was far from reassuring.

He turned back and met Dan Xingyu’s sparkling eyes.

“Such handsome men—our Game of the Gods team actually has two!” Dan Xingyu declared, shamelessly including himself in the compliment.

Qi Yu almost wanted to laugh. When they chatted online, it was hard to remember Dan Xingyu was actually a year younger.

But face-to-face, Dan Xingyu’s youth, his energy, that sense of a rising sun—he was so alive, it was almost overflowing.

Just like the first time they met, it was impossible to hide.

Qi Yu felt his own heart lift, buoyed by that feeling.

“We can be even more handsome.”

Dan Xingyu played along: “Oh? Is brother about to use a big move?”

Qi Yu shook his head. “It’s just that the distance is too close. If we want first place, it doesn’t feel like enough of an advantage.”

He glanced back. “You’re right—in this round, being able to attack from range is a mage’s biggest edge.”

Just like when he hunted swifts.

He didn’t need to take anyone out—just cause enough trouble to slow them down.

Third-tier fire magic: Meteor Shower.

Countless brilliant streaks of light rained down from the sky, crashing into the cluster of cars behind them.