Outside Titan City.
"Damn monster, die under my explosive fireball!"
A young, overweight boy with the temper of a spoiled brat throws a bright red ball, leaving a perfect parabola in the air before striking a swaying skeleton soldier twenty meters away.
"Bang!"
The skeleton soldier was attacked head-on, and the slime ball exploded instantly. The "purification" power contained within caused the skeleton soldier to fall apart into a pile of bones.
Along the way, the skeleton soldiers were covered in slime of various colors, clearly having been ganged up on and finally killed by this fat boy.
Then, a piece of paper floated out from among the bones and was caught by a seagull that flashed by, and handed to the host of the event.
"Hmm, congratulations, Warrior Rice, you have obtained a sausage."
The figure wearing a helmet read from the note, then picked up a large sausage from the cart of "rewards" on the right, raised the fat boy's hand, and said: "Bestow glory upon the Norse gods!"
"Tch, in the end, it was me who took care of it." The fat boy looked at his companions with a smug expression, exuding an inexplicable arrogance, subconsciously forgetting that this was the third time he had thrown the ball.
Wow, Young Master Rice is amazing!
"That's for sure, he's the strongest among us."
"Wait, another group of monsters is coming! We are the heroes of Norse mythology, we fear nothing!"
This is a neatly manicured lawn with colorful flags hanging in the wind. A group of young children are surrounding a fox-person wearing a helmet but with fox ears showing. A hundred meters ahead, there is a group of undead that can frighten babies to tears in the middle of the night.
"Prophet, what other magical items do you sell?"
A girl who had just joined the [Norse Warriors Faction], dressed in a gorgeous dress, calmly said.
"Three bronze eagles can be exchanged for one [small fireball]."
Xiao Han, now in character simulation mode, arranged the banner with the word "Prophet" on his helmet, pushed a cart full of slimes on his left, took out a fist-sized red slime ball, and introduced it, his eyes gleaming.
Upon hearing this, the newly joined girl touched the pocket money in her pocket and fell into deep thought.
"Of course, if you're willing to spend one silver shell, you can exchange it for a [Exploding Fireball] that deals area-of-effect damage, and it will also increase your luck stat, perhaps even yielding some extraordinary rewards!"
Beneath the helmet, Xiao Han revealed a cunning smile, his tone as gentle as a warm spring breeze, captivating all who heard him.
"Burn to ashes under my blazing flames!"
A skinny boy threw a [Exploding Fireball], its figure the size of a soccer ball, about to unleash its power worth eighty bronze eagles upon a group of skeleton soldiers!
Unfortunately, the boy wasn't strong enough, and the ball he threw was still several meters away from the monster. Xiao Han glanced at it and secretly touched the bone ring. Instantly, more than a dozen skeleton soldiers ignited their soul fire and rushed towards the ball like goalkeepers in a soccer game!
"Bang!"
With an explosion, more than a dozen skeletons were "eliminated," and three small slips of paper were dropped. Xiao Han exchanged them for "Exploding Fireball +1", "Ten Pounds of Sausage", and "Hero Medal" as rewards, which were then given to the skinny boy, bringing a sunny smile to his face.
"Three [Exploding Fireballs], plus one hundred [Small Fireballs]."
Watching her familiar companions happily throwing balls at monsters, the novice little girl finally couldn't resist the temptation and handed a small purse to the devil.
"Prophet, give me a [Explosive Fireball]!"
"Get me one too!"
"Okay!"
The petite fox-person wearing a winged helmet took the bronze eagle pieced together by the mischievous children. The coin with the eagle's head engraving on it was very interested in going into the little fox's wallet.
"So, that's his reason for harming children?"
On one side, Blood Raven watched as Xiao Han swindled a group of children out of their pocket money. His lips twitched, and a look of astonishment appeared on his cold and handsome face.
What happened to this once-dominant force that swept through the eastern districts? How did he end up swindling children out of their pocket money?
"That's about it. Hmm, it's a pretty novel idea."
Natasha leaned against the wall, watching the figures of a group of "heroes" fighting, and a look of nostalgia appeared on her face: "This reminds me of my comrades who grew up when I was a child. They were all just as innocent. It's a pity that I haven't seen them for a long time now."
After Xiao Han killed the slime hero, he asked his companions from the Dark Raven Guild for help to clear a spacious area. In addition, Xiao Han's innovative "hero versus monster" simulation game attracted a group of mischievous kids who fantasized about being heroes. They obediently took out their pocket money and enjoyed the joy of creating something with their own hands.
After all, a business tycoon from his previous life once said something that Xiao Han and other keyboard warriors regarded as a classic.
So-called, happiness is created with money; if you don't have money, what are you going to do? ╮(￣▽￣)╭
As for those who have spent money but still haven't gotten the "happy dress," it must be because they haven't spent enough money!
As he calculated the day's profits, a sly smile appeared on Xiao Han's lips.
Slimes, which solidify into spherical shapes when heated, are readily available in the Moonlit Swamp and are inexpensive to use for kids to smash monsters.
Xiao Han secretly used the bone ring to control the actions of the undead and offered generous rewards to entice the mischievous child to spend money on in-game purchases again and again. The slime used could then be used to complete the mercenary tasks provided by Natasha, earning him another sum of money—a win-win situation.
"roar!"
Just as the children were killing the undead, a two-meter-tall skeleton knight stepped forward, his helmet adorned with a banner that read "Skeleton King," and he wielded a long, sharp bone knife, exuding a sinister and terrifying aura.
As the children were terrified, the "Prophet" stepped forward, drew a black sword of immense power, and pointed it directly at the big boss who had "jumped out because his bullied underlings couldn't help but do it."
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