CHAPTER 153: CHAPTER 144: THIS WITCH IS SO INSIDIOUS

Chapter 144: This Witch is So Insidious

But after evaluating their combat strength, he gritted his teeth and hired two of them.

The ambition in his heart was burning, wasn’t all this effort for the ambition in his heart?

"Not bad! I have high hopes for you." Small Knife put away the Witch Residence and leaped away.

Riding the Enhanced Skeleton Wind Horse, he was too fast in the eyes of other players. In the blink of an eye, he was gone, and in another blink, he disappeared from sight.

They couldn’t help but guess that this was probably the first Level 80 monster from the public beta.

He was beyond being a demon because the players here weren’t even Level 20.

Just like that, to help these leaders break through, many subordinates were lost.

The presence of Small Knife naturally changed the landscape here.

As Small Knife left, he heard an explosion behind him, clearly using the items he sold.

As for how, Small Knife didn’t really care.

If they couldn’t take this tribe even with his help, ha! They could just find someone else.

Small Knife underestimated those three leaders, thinking the attacker was one of them.

But little did he know, as soon as he left, the three simultaneously used their strongest one-time Skill Black Bone Attack.

Small Knife only made offensive moves without defense.

As a result, two leaders died immediately.

The only agent was taken aback, and if not for the timely intervention of the two hired fights swinging long knives with bloody light, he might have been dead too.

The two fights lost a bit of blood but were clearly unharmed.

Looking at the remaining few trusted aides of the opponents, they sneered, "The opportunity is right in front of you!"

...!

Riding the Enhanced Skeleton Wind Horse, Small Knife headed towards a new tribe according to the map.

Without stopping for a breath, he arrived at the new tribe.

The Wugubu Tribe had only two friendly tribes and two enemy tribes; this tribe was clearly unfamiliar.

Trying to see the witch was no easy task.

As soon as Small Knife approached, he immediately alerted the guarding fights.

Their attitude was not friendly at all.

And they immediately began to set up a defensive formation.

So, without saying a word, Small Knife forced his way through.

By the time the defending fights reacted, Small Knife had already broken in.

Naught but speed alone.

As for breaking into the Chiguo Tribe over there, it was just a drill.

"Damn, what a badass, daring to charge in on a Bone Horse." Many players watched from afar, obviously getting the news ahead of others.

"Fools, the key is speed. If I had such a speedy Bone Horse, I’d charge too." Among players, there’s never a shortage of confidence, thinking ’if I were him, I’d do it too.’

Beep: Hesu Tribe fight, favorability -20.

Beep: Hesu Tribe fight, favorability -20.

...!

Beep: Hesu Tribe witch, favorability -5.

"There is a witch?" Small Knife quickly stopped.

"Boom!" A lightning bolt suddenly struck down from above.

Beep: You have been attacked by the witch.

"Damn! There really is a witch." Small Knife was hit directly.

Luckily, the Great Perfection Iron Cloth Shirt had already been driven to its limit, and though its luster was dimmed and seemed ready to shatter at any moment, it completely blocked the attack.

It was not a waste of Small Knife’s hard training.

"Good heavens! He withstood it, truly deserving to be a Level 80 master."

"Indeed, it must be him, no mistake, the first Level 80 monster of the public beta." The players watched with morbid curiosity.

What of Level 80? The tribe’s witches were all Level 80.

So arrogant, now there’s a show to watch.

Hah hee hee!

Everyone was eager for excitement, not fearing trouble.

Small Knife didn’t run either, dismounting and raising his hands high in surrender, holding a Token in one hand.

He shouted, "It’s a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, I have a Token, I’m here to deliver a task."

He looked around cautiously but couldn’t find any sign of a witch.

Small Knife had already expressed his stance, but the fights standing around him wore cold expressions and held Bone Knives as they surrounded him, not saying a word, with malice on their faces.

Yet, Small Knife dared not really hurt them.

Then something even worse happened!

Boom!

Another lightning bolt shot from behind the tree.

So it was hiding behind the tree?

Thoughts spinning.

The Enhanced Skeleton Wind Horse beside him suddenly lunged forward.

Boom!

He was struck by the lightning.

His health bar instantly lost a fifth.

"Is this the Hesu Tribe’s way of hospitality?"

Small Knife leaped back onto the horse.

The Enhanced Skeleton Wind Horse charged straight ahead.

A fight swung a knife without hesitation.

After missing, the Enhanced Skeleton Wind Horse had already burst out of the encirclement.

The speed was too fast.

In the blink of an eye, they reached the back of the tree.

Behind it, a person and a Totem Pole; the person was a short witch, and on the Totem Pole, lightning energy was rapidly condensing.

The witch’s face bore a smug expression.

Beep: Caravan task, meets delivery requirements, complete the task?

"Yes! Confirm."

Small Knife chose, and the witch was stunned, seemingly reluctant, but stopped, and the lightning on the Totem Pole gradually faded.

"Thank you so much, for letting me know I only need to meet a witch to turn in a task," Small Knife said with a smile.

He then took out the Witch Residence.

Seeing the Witch Residence rapidly enlarge, the short witch’s mouth gaped, and his eyes lost their fierceness, replaced with jealousy and greed.

"Damn, that’s the Witch Residence? Amazing!"

The battle ended, and players gathered around.

They swiftly took out the goods, while other fights came out, selling the goods, all skilled at it.

Small Knife was responsible for handing over the Bone Coins, completing the contract signed by the studio (team).

The guarding fights quickly took out all the goods from the Witch Residence.

Beep: Congratulations, caravan task, 3|36, Hesu Tribe delivered.

Beep: Hesu Tribe witch’s favorability +7.

The favorability finally turned positive, but the short NPC’s eyes were still brimming with greed.

Small Knife then offered a double-priced task for replenishing the energy for the Witch Residence, but the short witch didn’t accept it, instead urging Small Knife to leave.

"Sorry, I’ve already joined a team in the Second World," the player from before said coldly, rejecting the offer to join Little Knife Studio.

This tribe was already unified by him; currently, he was the only power visible.

All players were his subordinates.

Small Knife didn’t mind, adding a few more words and directly initiated a contract with all the players present.

The players were startled and immediately began to check.

Sounds of gasping echoed, because what they saw first were the benefits of joining, a base monthly salary of 1000 Bone Coins, plus commission, amounting to 200,000 Real Coins.

Could ordinary people ever earn that much?

"The restrictions are reliable; once you betray, you can never enter the Second World again, and you must be ready for an endless conflict with our Thick Earth Brothers Gang." The Gang Leader with an unpleasant expression finally couldn’t hold back and shouted loudly.

Even so, looking at everyone’s absent-mindedness, it was clear most were engrossed in checking the contract contents.