Chapter 15

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

After a long sigh, the spirit dissipated.

System: Congratulations player Iron Steed; you have obtained the blessing of Lindberg. Your attacks will have an extra 50% Curse Damage for one hour.

Fortunately it was not a curse, and Su Mo finally let out a breath in relief.

Level 15 Necromancer Lindberg dropped a Silver grade staff. It was a pity that it was only Level 15, so it would not be worth as much as a Level 25 grade equipment. However, it would still be worth around $300.

It was enough for at least one week’s living expenses and net café fees.

The Level 25 Silver grade equipment that Fatal Octopus had dropped could be sold for around $800. High level Magician equipment was quite valuable, so there would be people willing to buy it for even $1,000.

There was also the Pale White Bone that Su Mo needed.

The amount of EXP Su Mo received was abnormally abundant. Strictly speaking, Su Mo had killed a Hidden Boss. Farming monsters was the slowest way to level up in New World. Doing quests gave more EXP, while doing hidden quests gave even more EXP. The bear paw quest had also given Su Mo a large amount of EXP.

There was also Lindberg’s blessing.

Su Mo thought about it and decided to go and find Fatal Octopus again. If he was right, this person should still be grinding at Shattered Canyon. He would never expect Su Mo to run over to kill him again.

Before setting out, Su Mo put away all of his valuables. If anything unexpected happened and he lost his valuable equipment, that would be terrible.

He had planned to spend some time searching for Fatal Octopus and had never thought that he would still be at that same spot. This was a decent place, and it spawned seven or eight spider monsters quite quickly. There was no one to compete with, but as someone who liked killing others, did he not have any self-preservation sense?

Su Mo felt that he had a duty to educate Fatal Octopus and teach him to have some self-preservation sense.

Alright, he still needed to kill Fatal Octopus one more time anyways; he was quite eager to claim his money.

Wait. Just as Su Mo was about to let out Lafu and charge out, he suddenly stopped.

Why was Fatal Octopus by himself?

Even if he was sure that Su Mo would not return, surely he would not grind here by himself.

It was a trap!

Su Mo slowly backed off and went to a hidden area. He then looked around Fatal Octopus’ surroundings and found that many of the others grinding seemed somewhat suspicious.

Even though they were all farming monsters, they would occasionally glance over at Fatal Octopus.

Fatal Octopus was not a beautiful woman…

One person glancing over could be a coincidence, but with so many people looking over, it was not normal.

It could be that the solo-leveling Fatal Octopus was actually a bait.

Surely they were not waiting for him to fall into this trap; they must have great perseverance. It seemed that after being killed twice by him, Fatal Octopus had felt quite threatened.

Su Mo could continue to wait, but his blessing only lasted one hour. It would be a waste to continue waiting, so he found a place far away from Fatal Octopus to farm as well.

These were all Level 30 monsters, and ordinary parties would not want to grind here. After all, the most important thing when leveling was efficiency.

According to the data that players had gathered, it was the most efficient to kill monsters three levels above or below a player’s level.

Su Mo had an extra 50% Curse Damage, making his damage much higher. He did not have difficulty farming even Level 30 monsters, and the EXP he received was naturally higher.

After grinding for one hour, his blessing disappeared and Su Mo ran off. He felt that there was not an opportunity to act right now, so he found another place to grind. Everyone needed to grind and this way, he would not waste any time. If he could not kill Fatal Octopus three times today, he would finish it tomorrow.

He had thought that this day would pass peacefully, and he had never thought that there would soon be someone who disrupted this peace.

“Buying Highly Toxic Spider Silk, 20 gold coins for one bundle. We’ll buy as much as you have.” A few people with bright, neat clothes—skins—rode their mounts into Shattered Canyon.

Highly Toxic Spider Silk was a type of material that had a small chance of dropping. Su Mo only had four of them in his bag, and he was quite far away from the 20 required for a bundle.

These people were giving a good price; Highly Toxic Spider Silk was valued at 90 silver coins on the market, and their price of one gold coin for one was a high price.

Many people took out their spider silk to sell; earning an extra ten silver coins was already quite good.

Su Mo thought about it but did not go over. It was not that he was not satisfied with the extra ten silver coins per spider silk—that would be an extra 40 silver coins in total, which was $24. That could buy five bowls of fried rice!

Wait, fried rice was $5 per bowl?

If you really bought five bowls, the aunty would not mind you being $1 short. Not asking for a free bowl after buying four would already be quite good.

The problem was that those people had stopped not too far away from where Fatal Octopus was, and if he went over, it would be quite easy for him to be recognized.

Forget it, he would sell it in the future. As long as the market had the demand, Highly Toxic Spider Silk would continue to go up in price.

“Listen up everyone, we’re going to request for all of you to leave Shattered Canyon; we’ll give each of you 20 silver coins as compensation. Our Mage God Temple is going to reserve this area to farm Highly Toxic Spider Silk. Sorry everyone, please understand,” a cold and resolute voice sounded out through a special item, spreading through Shattered Canyon.

What generous handling of money. There were hundreds of people leveling at Shattered Canyon, and 20 silver coins for each person was very sincere.

As such, everyone killed the spiders they were currently fighting and lined up to stream out of tShattered Canyon. There were people keeping a record, and anyone who went out would be transferred 20 silver coins.

Su Mo also planned to go out for the 20 silver coins.

Reserving an area was quite common in game groups; as long as one had enough strength and reputation, anyone could reserve an area. If a faction was strong enough to be able to kill everyone, no one would dare to say anything.

However, he quickly stopped walking because he saw that there was some conflict between the ten or so of the Mage God Temple’s people and Fatal Octopus.

As the boss of the Milky Way Empire, Fatal Octopus had been killed twice and his killer was still out there living it up. He had never taken a psychological blow like this in the game before. As such, he had waited here with ten or so helpers, waiting for that damned Ranger to come again.

It was a pity that although they waited for a few hours, they did not see the Ranger again. Fatal Octopus felt incredibly depressed.

Now, the Mage God Temple guild had come to ask everyone to clear out, making him feel even more displeased, so he replied, “Is Shattered Canyon your home? You think you can reserve the whole area just because you said so?”

“Brother, we have a quest that needs a large amount of Highly Toxic Spider Silk. All of the stock on the market has been sold out, and we only need a bit more. Even though we offered a high price just then, we still weren’t able to obtain enough, so we want to reserve the area to farm for one hour. Even though 20 silver coins is not much for wasting everyone’s time, it should be enough to have a good meal. We hope everyone can give the Mage God Temple some face…”

“I don’t give a damn about the Mage God Temple; why should I give you face?”

“Brother, watch your words. Did you wipe dung on your mouth?”

“Hoh, you’re trying to bully us because you have more people? Brothers, mess him up!”

“I was wondering why you seemed so confident; so you had some helpers. Tell us who you are and we’ll talk things out.”

“Milky Way Empire!”

“Never heard of it; what kind of crappy, unknown group is that?”

“Say that again, I dare you!”

“Milky Way Empire, what kind of crappy, unknown group is that? What, do you want me to say it again?”

At that moment, an arrow flew over out of nowhere, hitting the leader of the people from the Mage God Temple.

-112!