Chapter Thirty-Five
"Brother Dao, lately everyone's enthusiasm for martial arts training has waned a bit. The effort is secondary; the main problem is the proficiency level. We're still far from entry-level, let alone minor achievement. Many people couldn't hold back anymore and went out hunting to break through the Level 10 bottleneck," Slutty Mouth caught up and reported the latest intelligence about the players.
"What about Young Master Dai?" Small Knife wasn't surprised. Even relying on the energy contained in the fierce beast meat broth, it took him four or five days to reach entry-level. For them, it might take a month or two.
"Young Master Dai is also impatient but continues to train hard every day. You'd really not expect this from the second generation; they are not all useless. However, he has once again issued a bounty—a hundred thousand bounty—for assistance in breaking through the Level 10 bottleneck."
"Very well, it's time to sell," Small Knife took out the Limit-Breaking Potion (Level 5), which, being premium, has a sixty percent chance of breaking the Level 10 bottleneck.
"Brother Dao, you're amazing," Slutty Mouth covered his mouth in shock, his eyes shining. Was it really Witch Medicine?
Can players currently get their hands on it? That's so unbelievable!
Unfortunately, the chance to break through Level 15 is only five percent.
"Already at Level 14, not bad. Come to me when you reach Level 15," Small Knife said, sending Slutty Mouth into a frenzy of excitement.
"By the way, I just sold a secret manual, so don't handle this potion personally. Have another player do it instead."
"Rest assured, Brother Dao, leave it to me; it'll be handled smoothly. It's obvious Young Master Dai won't care where the potion comes from, as long as he can get it."
Slutty Mouth left excitedly with the potion.
However, when he was going downhill, he was blocked by a muscular kid.
"I've been watching you for a long time!" The muscular kid approached with full momentum.
"Haha, let bygones be bygones, little brother, what do you want?" Slutty Mouth felt a little guilty.
"I know you have a way to get Bone Coins," the muscular kid straight out said.
"Trying to extort me? Forget it. Believe it or not, I'll kill you so you can't enter the game," Slutty Mouth's expression instantly turned fierce when money was involved.
"Don't misunderstand, I'll pay 150 RMB per coin. I just want you to give me more allotment!" The muscular boy quickly waved his hand.
This left Slutty Mouth stunned, sizing up the kid—who turned out to be loaded; hard to tell.
"Do you have money?" Slutty Mouth asked.
"Not exactly rich, but definitely not a problem compared to car-driving Young Master Dai," the muscular boy said confidently.
This instantly made Slutty Mouth much more enthusiastic, moving in closer.
"Brother, whatever Bone Coins you can bring out, I'll take them all," the muscular boy was very happy.
"150 per coin, how many do you want? Think carefully; once you speak, you must pay. If you can't buy them, don't blame me for turning hostile," Slutty Mouth scrutinized the cocky guy, speaking with a tone of mistrust.
Trying to probe Brother's depth? No way.
This left the muscular boy stunned but inside, he was delighted. It seemed this kid had more connections than he thought, and was this confident?
"Straightforward! Let's start with a hundred Bone Coins. It's something I can't do without, but I don't need too many for now. We'll have a long-term cooperation. But you have to keep it a secret for me; I don't want to become Young Master Dai's thorn either."
Mentioning Young Master Dai, there was disdain in the player's eyes.
The transaction was completed smoothly, and with the income notification, Slutty Mouth became even more enthusiastic, getting along quite well with this player known as Brother Low-Key.
"You're reliable, brother!" Slutty Mouth was even more enthusiastic soon. He had only provided some information, yet the other gave him a 1,000 RMB tip for the intel.
He's a rich man, and the more, the better; he must cultivate this relationship well.
"Young Master Dai may have the upper hand by relying on money, but brother, I have high hopes for you as well. Lying low for a while, you might just replace Young Master Dai," Slutty Mouth said goodbye to Brother Low-Key.
"Young Master Dai? You're not worthy to call yourself that," a flash of jealousy passed through Brother Low-Key's eyes.
The game helmet was sent by the God of Wealth.
But Brother Low-Key, who was living a very fulfilling life, quickly forgot about it because the old man often sent things to his illegitimate children and the like; it was no big deal.
After the banquet, he regretted it tremendously.
As a result, when he entered the game right away, his game name was I am Young Master Dai, but that tribe already had his half-brother.
So, his tragedy started; he got killed and could only delete the account and start over, having to choose a different spawn point.
This time he kept a much lower profile.
Sure enough, the birthplaces for that batch of game helmets were not far apart, and there was also a Young Master Dai here, the car-driving Young Master Dai.
This time, Brother Low-Key was smart enough not to expose himself but privately also tried to sway other players who had entered simultaneously.
So, this Bone Coin deal with The wind blows cool on the ass was the top-secret intel his subordinate discovered.
Originally he wanted to intercept the deal, but discovered this guy's connections were even wider than he'd thought.
"I must secretly develop my own strength. One day, I'll explode and make this brat take a massive fall!"
Hmph, Young Master Dai, who else but me, none of you are worthy.
Having made up his mind, Brother Low-Key was heading back when Slutty Mouth, panting heavily, ran back again.
"Brother, big secret: someone has obtained a Limit-Breaking Potion for the Level 10 bottleneck. Young Master Dai hasn't heard about it yet. Interested? The intel fee is just a thousand."
Beep: You've received a transfer from the player in front of you: 1000 RMB.
"Straightforward, the potion is with Drew Er. Whether you can get it first depends on you," Slutty Mouth's face beamed like a chrysanthemum.
"Thanks, brother. If I successfully acquire it, I'll give you another 1,000 as a bonus. Don't worry, I'll come to you next time, and I won't let you suffer losses," Brother Low-Key was running ahead with all his might.
He raced against time, rushing to Drew Er's place in one breath.
Nowadays, Drew Er, as the foremost maker of Bone Spearheads, had quite a bit of fame and had even pulled in a few players to form his own workshop.
"Brother, I heard you have a Limit-Breaking Potion for the Level 10 bottleneck; I'll buy it for 100,000," Brother Low-Key, panting, approached and whispered.
Drew Er was slightly taken aback, saying, "Someone has already informed Young Master Dai. I don't want to offend him."
"120,000!"
"No, at least 130,000. Otherwise...!"
"Deal!" The words were cut off before they finished.
"The world of the rich really is unfathomable," Drew Er shook his head. He even felt a bit of an urge to go hunting, though his five percent commission was also quite enticing.
Young Master Dai found out the news and arrived late, raging with anger. Yet Drew Er protected the buyer's identity?
Isn't this looking down on me, Young Master Dai!
Though angry, Young Master Dai restrained the urge to act out after cursing a bit.
Because the NPCs, who collaborated with Drew Er, were all glaring discontentedly, evidently ready to help the guy.
Young Master Dai understood that Drew Er had good standing with these NPCs; otherwise, he wouldn't behave this way.
"Damn it! If it weren't for the rat tide, I would've broken through Level 10 long ago," Young Master Dai cursed and left.