Chapter 22: Jo Joong Sik (2)
Despite being ranked second, Jo Joong-sik knew that he could easily be overwhelmed if enough people attacked him. However, things did not go as planned.
Hey, watch it, you idiot! You almost hit me with that sword!
What? Who do you think you are, talking to me like that, you little punk?New novel chapters are published on
Seriously, how do you even know my age? Youre such an old fart, dude.
You punk!
The players who were supposed to face Jo Joong-sik suddenly started bickering with each other.
And then one of them crossed the line.
Thunk!
Ugh!
Oh no, are you okay, bro? You son of a bitch! Who do you think you are, stabbing him like that? Help! Theres another killer here, please help!
With weapons in hand, even a minor argument could easily turn into a massacre.
Die!
Kill these murders! Or we will be next!
You sons of bitches!
The debate turned into a battlefield in an instant, and Jo Joong-siks dagger reached even the timidest of players.
Ahh!
Ow!
Ughhh!
Jo Joong-siks violent attack didnt stop until there were no more people left to attack.
When he turned around and saw how the others were fighting each other, he he couldnt help but wonder, Huh? Why are these guys fighting among themselves?
Jo Joong-sik was confused, but still stabbed the person next to him.
Hey, stop fighting!
But it was too late. The excited crowd was deaf to Jo Joong-siks voice.
I said stop it! You sons of bitches!
Although Jo Joong-sik was the one who started this massacre, he still had something to say.
Why are you fighting to the death with each other? Are you enemies?
His words made everyone hesitate and step back from each other.
Jo Joong-siks comment brought the situation under control.
Dont kill each other for no reason, just vote for me.
Who the hell are you to tell us to vote for you?
Is that how you really want it to be?
When Jo Joong-sik pulled out his dagger again, the person who spoke earlier flinched and backed away.
Critical damage is good because it ignores the opponents defense, and the damage is doubled compared to normal attacks.
Even though the probability of a critical hit was low, Ryu Min knew the potential benefits of raising his luck stat to increase his chances of critical hits.
My current luck is only 30, so the chances of a critical hit are only 3%.
But if he could gradually increase it to 300, the chances of critical hits would rise to 30%.
That would be a huge help.
Suddenly, a message appeared in front of him, notifying him that it was time to vote.
[Time remaining until vote: 00:00:00]
[It is time to vote.]
[All players in the designated area are being summoned to the starting point.]
In the blink of an eye, the environment around Ryu Min changed as he was teleported from the forest to a wide-open field.
What are those people? They just appeared out of nowhere.
I think theyre players who were summoned from the forest,
The players who were at the starting point were surprised to see how many players had been summoned from the forest. But they were also surprised to see the bloodbath at the starting point.
What the heck is going on? People are dead!
What the hell happened here?
The bloodstains and corpses scattered throughout the area were enough to shock the players who had gone into the forest. Ryu Min, however, was not surprised.
He had expected a big fight to break out. It had happened in the previous round, too.
Of course, he also knew the cause of the fight.
Ryu Min turned his head to follow the gaze of the others. There stood a player named Life Is a Documentary with her arms folded.
As expected, Joong-sik has taken control.
Joong-sik.
As the head of the Jungshi Gang, he was a talented fighter who had achieved second rank in the first round.
Ryu Min acknowledged his talent, but because of his reckless personality, there was a risk of taking him to the last round.
We should take care of the ticking bomb that could go off anytime, but its not the right time yet.
He needed to make use of Joong-sik in the third round first.
At that moment, Joong-sik noticed Ryu Min looking at him and approached him.
Hey, Black Scythe.
He came over with a swaggering gait and suddenly smiled.
Where were you? Ive been waiting for you.
Whats up?
Its nothing special. I just have a proposition for you.
Joong-sik sniffed and spoke indifferently.
Ill say it straight. Come under my wing.