Chapter 75

Chapter 75: The Deathbringer White Fu Arrives in the Desert [57k]

Under the players’ attacks, the roving wanderers from the Red Sand Camp that flooded into the tavern were quickly defeated.

They couldn’t counterattack effectively, they couldn’t escape, and trying to be more ruthless than the players only resulted in them being terrified by the players to the point where their faces turned pale. In the end, they could only choose to kneel and beg for mercy.

“If you want to live, then tell us the exact location of the Red Sand Camp and its internal situation.”

Facing the players’ threats, the two wanderers who barely survived had no choice but to speak truthfully.

The player compared what the two had said and found out they weren’t lying. They reported the information they gathered to White Fu.

“The Red Sand Camp is the largest roving camp nearby, with over two hundred core members alone. There are also many peripheral members dependent on them living in the Goli Desert.”

“Recently, due to two groups dying in succession, the boss of the Red Sand Camp, Marco, is very angry. He has sent most of the camp’s people out to investigate, so now there are only sixty to seventy permanent residents left in the Red Sand Camp. But these permanent residents are not easy to deal with; they are the elite enforcers under Marco.”

“In addition, there are three people worth noting in the Red Sand Camp: Marco himself, the A-rank assassin Viper hired by Marco, and a doctor. Marco is a martial artist skilled in close combat, Viper is a spiritual energy user, and that doctor is quite ordinary, originally a plastic surgeon but was brought to the Red Sand Camp by Marco because he knew how to make various poisons.”

Plastic surgeon?

White Fu suddenly thought of an interesting game play, which made her even more determined to take action against the Red Sand Camp.

She nodded as she listened, “It seems like now is the best time for us to act. By the way, we need to keep the doctor alive, I have a big use for him.”

She then turned to face Elder Nissen standing beside her.

Yuan Fang, what do you think?

“Your judgment is accurate. Now is indeed the best time, but.” Elder Nissen’s brows furrowed deeply, “In my opinion, the right choice would be to abandon the attack on the Red Sand Camp. I know your strength is great, and probably even the A-rank assassin Viper isn’t your match, but… ”

His gaze swept over the players.

Although these players didn’t seem to have received much training, their practical combat skills were decent. They were mainly fearless, but being fearless didn’t mean they wouldn’t die.

Letting these players fight small squads from the Red Sand Camp could still result in no casualties, but if they were to forcefully attack the camp, a slight mistake could lead to a complete annihilation.

From a personal perspective, Elder Nissen naturally hoped that White Fu and the players would eliminate the Red Sand Camp, but he didn’t want to see these somewhat lovable yet foolish players throw their lives away.

However, he was clear about one thing: White Fu and the players’ decisions were unchangeable. Therefore, he could only change his approach.

“I’ll go with you. Although I’m blind and lame, I can’t provide direct assistance in combat, but as the founder of the Watchers, I have some experience in tactical planning. I will try to reduce our losses and increase our chances of victory through tactics.”

“Actually, there’s no need to complicate things. They… forget it, seeing it firsthand will be more shocking than telling.”

White Fu deliberately teased him.

This action would give Elder Nissen a good shock from the players.

In her eyes, Elder Nissen was a valuable ally, not just because of his good relationship with Anya, but more importantly, because he had rich experience in managing a faction.

At this stage, the number of players joining the Silent Courtyard wasn’t high, so she could still spare time to manage them. But when the number of Silent Courtyard members increased, she would need professionals like Elder Nissen. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have time to level up herself.

No matter how many times she talked about it, her ultimate goal was to get stronger, so she could survive safely amidst the chaos of the fourth Catastrophe.

The operation was scheduled for nighttime.

During the waiting period, Elder Nissen locked himself in a room to ponder tactics, while the players all sought out Anya.

Now, Anya was seen by the players as both a guide and a merchant for the Silent Courtyard. Players could buy ordinary firearms and even the mystical Spirit Shield Cards, which Anya showcased during her live stream.

However, as a disposable item, the Spirit Shield Card’s price was still somewhat painful for the players.

There was no other way; they had no steady income source and could only earn money by doing small tasks.

Considering the critical nature of this mission, despite feeling the pinch, most players still bought at least one Spirit Shield Card with 50 shield points after checking their pockets.

By bundling store items with the faction’s missions, forcing players to spend money in the store to complete tasks, it was also a form of bundled sales strategy.

White Fu earned over 2,000, not a lot, but a good start.

The main problem was that her Spirit Energy limited her card-making speed, and the players’ wallets restricted their spending enthusiasm.

“After eliminating the Red Sand Camp, we need to find ways for the players to make money.”

White Fu pondered slightly.

If possible, she wanted to send all the players to the black factory to work hard for her.

But even if the players were closer to her, they wouldn’t do such a thing. Working hard in reality and then playing games to work hard again, what was the point of playing the game?

White Fu recalled a trading market she passed by when she went to Shelter No. 5. People there were buying materials dropped by mutated sand worms. She could fully let the players hunt mutated sand worms outside, collect the materials, and she would purchase them and resell them to the buyers in Shelter No. 5 at a slightly higher price.

In this way, she would make a profit from the difference, the players would have a stable source of income, and once they earned money, they would come back to spend it here. Ultimately, all the money would end up in her hands.

The only issue was finding a merchant who could handle the large volume of materials collected by the players.

After resting until nightfall and ensuring everyone was prepared, White Fu and Sword Aura Sky Piercing each drove a car towards the Red Sand Camp.

Along the way, they encountered several sand worm attacks. This was when Elder Nissen’s strength truly shone.

Even with only one eye, after grabbing the sniper rifle White Fu handed him, he easily dispatched the approaching sand worms. One couldn’t help but admire the calmness of a veteran.

“If it were back in the day, my speed could be even faster!”

Elder Nissen proudly retreated back into the car.

The two Red Sand Camp minions who were captured originally hoped they could be saved after arriving at the Red Sand Camp. Seeing Elder Nissen’s strength, their hearts sank.

They had really provoked a group of monsters!

…

At three-thirty in the morning.

The car stopped two kilometers away from the Red Sand Camp in an open area. Elder Nissen began explaining the tactic he had spent a whole day thinking about to the players.

“Most of the people in the Red Sand Camp are out, but there are still sixty to seventy people inside, three times our number. So a direct assault is very unwise. We must first lure some of them out and then annihilate them in batches.”

“My plan is to use the bodies of the two captives as bait to lure the Red Sand Camp in the first wave. After we eliminate the people sent out by the Red Sand Camp to check the situation, we will split into two groups. Some will continue luring them, while others will circle around and attack from behind.”

“If we can breach the Red Sand Camp in this sneak attack, that would be ideal. If not, we move to step three, luring them into traps.”

Elder Nissen pulled out the map he had drawn beforehand, and he poked at the trap locations with his pen.

“Drawing them into the trap right from the start might not work, but after being ambushed twice and successfully repelling our second wave, they will likely follow us rashly.”

He paused, looking around.

“What do you think of this plan?”

Pai Da Xing nodded, “Not bad.”

Convert to Me Fu agreed, “Very thorough.”

Elder Nissen smiled slightly, “Then it’s settled. This plan minimizes casualties.”

“Hold on a moment,” Just then, Sword Aura Sky Piercing stepped forward with great enthusiasm, “I have a suggestion regarding this plan.”

“Hmm?”

Everyone turned to look at Sword Aura Sky Piercing.

Sword Aura Sky Piercing was the leader of a major guild and often directed players in battles in other games. His suggestions were worth listening to.

“To be honest, I don’t think overly complex tactics are meaningful for us now. We haven’t undergone professional training, and we haven’t worked together much. It’s easy to have accidents, and if something goes wrong, we’ll waste a lot of time.”

Sword Aura Sky Piercing’s words were met with unanimous approval from the players.

They had gathered together because of White Fu, and they hadn’t cooperated much. Asking them to execute complex tactics perfectly was indeed difficult.

“So my plan is to abandon those complex luring tactics. Instead, we’ll directly bring the two captives to the Red Sand people and accuse them. When the Red Sand people approach, we’ll throw the venom sacs of mutated sand worms at them. This will definitely cause chaos in the Red Sand Camp. At that point, whether we directly attack or lure them into the trap, it will work.”

Venom sacs?

This reminded Pai Da Xing and the others of the task of collecting venom sacs in the abandoned cooling plant.

“This method is indeed good. Since we’re immune to mutations, if we’re lucky enough to hit Marco or Viper, the mission will be completed.”

All the players praised him.

Among them, Black Tiger Afu was the most excited. That’s how games should be played—tactics were too complicated and headache-inducing. Rushing in was more effective.

“But this means we need to collect some venom sacs first, which will delay us. Who knows if it will be dawn by then.”

“This isn’t a problem,” the old dog from the Iron Rain Guild took out a bag filled with venom sacs, “Before we set off, I and Brother Sword went out to farm sand worms for the whole afternoon. These venom sacs should be enough.”

Seeing the venom sacs, the other players’ eyes lit up.

“Amazing!”

“Damn, Brother Sword, you really thought this through!”

Some solo players had been somewhat hostile towards Sword Aura Sky Piercing and his group, worried they would snatch the task and leave nothing for them. But now, their views had completely changed. Having a high-level player like Sword Aura Sky Piercing lead them made the game much easier.

With adoring looks, Sword Aura Sky Piercing felt very happy.

It’s time to turn things around!

Damn Truth Society, wait for me. I’ll join White Fu and invade your headquarters sooner or later!

This was pure love turning into hate.

When Sword Aura Sky Piercing was happy, Elder Nissen couldn’t be happier.

Sword Aura Sky Piercing’s plan was already outrageous enough, but it was even more outrageous that he and the old dog dared to touch the venom sacs of mutated sand worms with just a broken glove. If the venom leaked, anyone touching it would be in big trouble!

White Fu remained quite calm about it.

For NPCs, determining if a venom sac was damaged required careful inspection, whereas for players, it was simple—they just needed to look at the name. Undamaged ones were called [XX Venom Sac], and damaged ones were [XX Venom Sac (Damaged)], straightforward and brutal.

“Since we’ve made our decision, it’s time to act.”

As White Fu spoke, the players got off the car, leaving only White Fu, Anya, and Elder Nissen inside.

Elder Nissen panicked, “What kind of plan is that? That’s a suicide mission! How can you…”

White Fu only said one sentence, “Even if they die, they can be revived.”

“What did you say?”

Elder Nissen looked at White Fu, then at the players enthusiastically setting up traps, wondering if he had heard wrong.

Revival?

If the dead could truly be revived, why would there be so much pain caused by life and death separations in the world?

White Fu took out the tiny Anya she had kept in her pocket.

“You should have noticed by now, right?”

Anya had long severed her connection with the tiny Anya, but now the tiny Anya possessed Anya’s complete memories, so she understood what White Fu was saying.

“You brought half of these people to Bagalos, and I remember several of them died at that time, but now they’re alive again.”

“What?”

Even the tiny Anya said this, Elder Nissen had no choice but to believe it. But this made him even more incredulous.

To be resurrected after death, this wasn’t something ordinary people could achieve. What exactly were White Fu and these people?

Thick fog clouded Elder Nissen’s vision. He wanted to seek answers from the tiny Anya, but she was just a doll, showing no emotional fluctuations.

In fact, the tiny Anya was now very excited, becoming even more interested in White Fu.

To break free from her servitude, to rapidly increase her strength in a short time, and to command a group of people who could be revived, how many surprises did White Fu still hide that she didn’t know about?

Even if it wasn’t to escape from the Truth Society, as a doctor, she felt a strong urge to research White Fu.

…

After getting off the car, the players spent twenty minutes setting up a simple but inconspicuous trap.

The trap contained a small grenade and some venom sacs. Once the grenade exploded, the venom sacs would shatter, spraying toxic liquid onto anyone passing by.

After setting up the trap, they stuffed the captives’ mouths and rushed towards the Red Sand Camp with them.

“Bang!”

With a sharp gunshot, even though it was the dullest part of dawn, the Red Sand Camp immediately woke up.

“Who shoots guns at this hour?”

“There’s trouble!”

Marco leaped up, and under his orders, the elite wanderers remaining in the camp rushed towards the main gate.

“It’s coming, prepare yourselves.”

White Fu and Anya, Elder Nissen said, and they set up guns on the car.

This battle was a test for the players joining the Silent Courtyard, but she didn’t really expect these players to defeat Marco and Viper.

The gap in levels was too large, unrealistic. To deal with Marco and Viper, she had to handle it herself.

After a few seconds, the wanderers who charged out from the depths of the camp confronted the players. They saw a comrade’s body on the ground and another two tied up.

“What are you doing? You dare kill our people from the Red Sand Camp, you must have a death wish!”

Sword Aura Sky Piercing laughed, “You burned and looted our homes, and now you ask what we want? I came all the way here just to wipe you out!”

Guns poked out from behind the captives.

“Enemy attack!”

The wanderers, sensing danger, shouted loudly.

Unexpectedly, when they focused on Sword Aura Sky Piercing, he didn’t shoot, instead, others around them started throwing objects at them.

What the heck?

Without proper weapons, did they think they could beat us with rocks?

Just as the wanderers of the Red Sand Camp were about to laugh, one of them realized the problem.

“Not rocks, it’s venom sacs, it’s sand worm venom sacs, I’m hit!”

He let out a blood-curdling scream. Those nearby saw a cracked venom sac fall at his feet, and the skin touched by the venom immediately started swelling and rotting.

“Move away, move away!”

The wanderers panicked.

Being infected by the venom had a chance of mutation. Even if luck was on their side and they didn’t mutate, the strong acidic venom would corrode the skin, causing unbearable pain.

“Kill them!”

“Haha, taste my blade!”

Black Tiger Afu, gathering his strength, charged into the wanderers with a large sword, breaking their formation with his reckless charge.

“Damn, this is so underhanded, they’re trying to drag us all down with them!”

This chaotic situation continued until Marco appeared.

Marco was no ordinary person; he was a seasoned martial artist. With his aura attached to his body, he could easily withstand the venom. As soon as he appeared, he forcefully deflected three venom sacs, leaping toward Black Tiger Afu.

Troublemakers, die!

A fist as big as a sandbag struck Black Tiger Afu’s face, sending him crashing into the wall.

Hitting someone like hanging a painting, this move stunned the other players.

Too powerful, too strong to fight head-on!

“Fall back!”

Sword Aura Sky Piercing shouted, signaling the other players to execute the second plan.

Without hesitation, they swiftly ran toward the trap they had set up earlier.

“Can you run?”

Marco was furious, charging across the sandy terrain like a tank, making the players feel a chill. But eventually, he fell into the trap they had set.

Boom!

The grenade exploded, and Marco, sensing danger, quickly gathered his energy to protect himself.

The shockwave knocked him to the ground, and the venom splashed all over him, but relying on his solid kung fu, he narrowly avoided it.

“Heh.” Marco sneered, “A bunch of desert rats, always using petty tricks. Without these tricks, how can you still cause trouble?”

Is that so?

Bang!

A gunshot echoed in the distance, and the sniper bullet instantly pierced Marco’s shoulder blade, creating a large hole.

Marco fell to the ground. As he struggled to rise, he suddenly saw a pair of boots in front of him.

“You…”

He looked up, and before him stood a girl wearing a white shirt and black tight pants.

“Buddy, I need to borrow your head.”

White Fu directly pulled out a grenade launcher and fired at Marco from close range.

Marco’s mind exploded.

Crazy, why am I encountering these crazy enemies today!

Under the impact of the grenade, Marco’s aura dispersed, and he coughed up blood.

Just as White Fu was about to fire a second shot, a figure flashed and dragged Marco aside.

It was a masked man with piercing eyes, like a venomous snake.

“Who are you?” he asked.

White Fu first told the players, “Leave this to me. Go deal with the rest in the camp.”

After saying that, she smiled at the masked man in front of her.

“Viper? You can call me the Deathbringer of the Desert. I’m here to send you on your way.”

There were heavy weapons in the Red Sand Camp, and even White Fu wouldn’t dare to confront them head-on. But now that the players had lured Marco and Viper out, things became easier.

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