"If we really get down to the nitty-gritty, it feels like it's at least 200 million Star Coins."
"Moreover, that information about Level 999 is outdated. It was from that news story that blew up across the entire Federation, about some rich kid from Jingjiu City who took his kilometer-tall Rock Giant on a rampage through the streets, drawing widespread attention."
"Now, on the leaderboard, the highest-level Rock Giant is Level 1999."
"It should be 2000 meters tall. For Rock Giants, each level gained increases their height by one meter."
"..."
Chen Miao didn't speak, standing still, lost in thought. The poor can only get so poor, after all, there's a baseline—there's only so much debt one can accumulate.
After all, the poor can't borrow that much money anyway.
But it seems like there's no limit to how wealthy the rich can be, as if they can keep getting wealthier to an absurd extent.
Take, for example, this Level 1999 Rock Giant. He couldn't even begin to imagine how much money would be needed to enhance a Rock Giant to such a level.
"Um..."
Hungry Monkey next to him said with a weird expression, "Do you guys think there's a possibility that person is a shill? Deliberately spending to stimulate us to spend more? Like those corporate shills in games?"
"How could that be."
Zhou Shen shook his head somewhat helplessly, "This is reality, not a shill act. These people are truly wealthy, with wealth accumulated over several generations. Each generation starts with what the previous one accumulated and keeps the snowball rolling. Once a family gets to a certain level of wealth, as long as they don't make some fatal mistakes, they generally won't fall from grace and will keep getting wealthier."
"Before there was no leaderboard, and we couldn't access any useful information, nor did we have any concrete concept. But ever since the world underwent transcendentalization and the leaderboard was established, everyone got a clear picture."
Chen Miao sighed and didn't speak, just massaged his temples a bit; his head ached. It felt like there were many monsters in this world. Even though he had the golden finger 'Nothingness Space,' why did it feel like his golden finger wasn't quite as strong as these 'children of heaven'?
"Miao, your next opponent is a Level 19 Gunman. Give it a try," Hungry Monkey suggested.
"Okay."
...
Without delving too deeply into the matter, the Virtual Arena opened once again.
In front of Chen Miao, the Gunman seemed like a toy. The Hell Gatling he held was powerful, but not a single bullet hit Chen Miao. All the bullets began swirling around him, becoming part of his Metal Storm.
Not a single one got through.
In the face of the Occupation Effect of the Gun Devil, no bullet could hit him.
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And now he had figured out how to use this Occupation Effect. As long as he prepared ahead of time, bullets within a hundred meters would follow the trajectory he pictured in his mind.
But if someone caught him off guard from behind, pulling out a Sniper Rifle and taking a shot, the bullet would hit him directly.
This was an active effect.
Although it had no cooldown, it required activation. It was very useful on the frontline, but it lost its effectiveness when faced with a sniper's assassination, as he naturally couldn't keep his mind focused on it every single moment of every day.
"Very strong."
"Then why don't other people choose this Occupation?"
"Because others don't have the money. Not everyone has a Chi Family backing them up."
Chi Qiu cut off the topic. He hadn't come today for this matter. After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively said, "Yu'er, have you been in contact with Chen Miao recently?"
"Chen Miao?"
Yu'er shook her head somewhat blankly, "I've never chatted with Chen Miao. Cousin, which Chen Miao are you talking about?"
"But cousin, you reminded me of the Chen Miao in the big event."
Thinking about it, Yu'er pouted a bit sullenly and said with anger, "Did you watch the live stream? He hurt me so much. So many bullets shot into my body, and he didn't show any mercy. I hate him to death, cousin. You should teach him a lesson for me!"
For a 16-year-old girl, Chen Miao's attack was indeed a bit brute.
Filled to the brim.
"Uh..."
For a moment, Chi Qiu's face turned somewhat embarrassed. He actually wanted to say that he couldn't beat Chen Miao. He sent a shadow to find Chen Miao, and Chen Miao directly shattered it mercilessly. He had come this time to settle this matter.
But it seemed there was a mistake in his intelligence. Wasn't Yu'er chatting with Chen Miao?
Didn't they chat after that wrong call last time?
Where did the problem occur?
Could it have been a mix-up, leading to a misunderstanding?
"You haven't chatted with Chen Miao? Then who told you that the best food to eat in winter is roasted sweet potatoes?"
"Oh, you mean that person? That person said his name is Hungry Monkey, a very interesting person."
"Hungry Monkey, huh..."
Chi Qiu had a bit of a spasm at the moment. He knew of this person, originally a common laborer, who later joined Chen Miao and became one of Chen Miao's trusted aides. So it means he got the wrong person initially, and Chen Miao might not even know about this matter.
But now that the meeting in Fengtian City had concluded, as long as Chen Miao won the upcoming match against Sang Biao in a month, he would become the spokesperson for Fengtian City. His status would then become completely different, and any friction with Chen Miao would become a hidden issue in his dealings with the Chi Family, as well as a problem for him personally.
His status in the Chi Family wasn't high.
Otherwise, he would not have chosen the 'Shadow Controller' Occupation, but rather 'Insect Tribe Priest' or 'Giant Rider.' Was it because he didn't like the latter Occupations? Of course not—it was because he didn't qualify for the Chi Family to spend that much money on him.
Although he wasn't sure if Chen Miao would definitely win, the earlier these misunderstandings were cleared, the better. Otherwise, once Chen Miao actually won against Sang Biao, it would be too late to clear up these misunderstandings.
"Cough, that, Yu'er."
Chi Qiu coughed lightly and then tentatively said, "Could you send a message to that Hungry Monkey friend of yours? I'll send you the exact text. Just say it was from Chi Qiu at the noodle shop today."
"What message?"
Yu'er looked at the long text sent by Chi Qiu, then looked up at her cousin with some confusion, "3829 characters? This message is so long? And it's an apology letter? And cousin, you know Hungry Monkey?"