Chapter 293 The God Forced Me to Be His Follower 19
He was killed five times, and his level dropped from level 5 back to level 0.
Song Jinhuan was too desperate to speak, as long-dormant memories churned in her mind.
The feeling of being unilaterally suppressed and brutally killed by a strong opponent is truly awful.
The wind blew the fallen leaves, looking at their masterpiece, and couldn't help but mock, "I could kill you with a single finger. If you're this weak, you shouldn't have left the city."
"Oh no, it's probably better not to play games."
Song Jinhuan lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Sanjin asked cautiously, "Host, are you alright?"
Song Jinhuan: "I really hate this feeling of being unable to resist."
Sanjin: "Host, work hard to level up and kill him!"
Is this possible?
Song Jinhuan felt that the hope was slim.
She looked up at the arrogant wind blowing the fallen leaves not far away and said seriously, "You just wait!"
The wind blows the fallen leaves, and they shrug their shoulders, giving off a defiant "come on, come on" attitude.
Especially when Song Jinhuan logged off, he laughed arrogantly.
The wind blowing the fallen leaves is not afraid of being offered a bounty. For someone of his level, a bounty of at least a thousand gold coins would be offered once. That mimosa looks very poor.
Furthermore, players aren't stupid. If they can't beat him, fine, but if they're wearing top-tier gear and he manages to kill them, their gear is very likely to drop.
The reward would be at most five or six hundred gold coins, which was not worth the risk at all.
As for Warspite, who was always ahead of him in the queue, that person was very mysterious. He did nothing but quests and dungeons, and it was impossible for him to accept bounties.
There's absolutely no need to worry.
After Song Jinhuan logged off, she went to the official website to check the description and features of the bounty.
Indeed, the bounty is not a threat to the person ranked second in the entire server.
She frowned, clearly in a bad mood.
The mouse cursor unconsciously slid downwards.
Several lines of large characters suddenly came into view.
Are you still troubled by your inability to take revenge?
Are you still unable to sleep because you can't stand up for yourself after the innocent people were killed?
[Choose us now! Trust us! We'll help you get revenge!]
Song Jinhuan clicked on the small advertisement as if possessed, and a friend request popped up.
She chose to add it.
Sweetheart: Hi~ Did something sad happen to you in the game?
Without saying a word, Song Jinhuan sent out the recording.
It took quite a while before they replied.
Sweetheart: The Wind Blows Fallen Leaves is a high-level character with excellent equipment. If you want to acquire him, the price will be higher than for the average player.
Sweetheart: Daily tasks: 1000 points/time for causing trouble; daily tasks: 500 points/time for playing pranks; undercover work: 200 points/hour (an additional 2000 points are needed for successfully completing a task undercover); sowing discord: 3000 points/time for sowing discord; betrayal: 10000 points/time for betrayal; execution: 50000 points/time for execution.
Song Jinhuan glanced at her bank balance.
You're doomed: Is there any discount for the whole process?
Sweetheart: Oh? That's very expensive, at least 500,000.
My dear friend: With this money, you'd be better off buying equipment and finding someone to help you level up.
You're doomed: Give me your account.
Sweetheart: No, little girl, aren't you afraid I'm a scammer?
You're doomed: So are you a liar?
Sweetheart: Of course not!
You're doomed: Oh, your account.
Then, the sweetheart received a transfer notification, receiving 600,000 yuan.
He immediately contacted his partners; a big order had come in, and they had to handle it flawlessly!
Song Jinhuan used Ji Xuan's supplementary card. A large sum of money was transferred here, and the other party immediately received the message.
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