Xitala Tianrui: "Come on, that's because you're too incompetent. Today, a big shot in the mall sold 20 waist knives in one go. Damn, he must have robbed the Oasis Merchant."
Shu Zhiwei: "I saw it too. Could it be a plant sent by the system? The scariest thing is that he sold 15 attribute items at once, but that he doesn't even lack food and drink. He's trading materials. That's terrifying."
Charging for Glory: "We are all just ordinary people, why is this anonymous big shot acting like a dragon overlord? I, Arthur, am the first to object."
Lulu: "Who knows, she might be Feng Aotian! A cold and aloof older sister, wielding a leather whip, punching caravans, and liberating female slaves."
Sima Jingxuan: "Regardless of gender, I don't think they are good people. They are most likely dealing with bandits."
Gou Shengrong: "What do you mean? Can you explain the Oasis storyline to this unlucky guy who's still eating dirt in the desert?"
Sima Jingxuan: "Not long ago, there was an incident where bandits robbed oasis merchants here. If players use skills to steal the weapons of the merchant guards, wouldn't they be at the mercy of others?"
Queller: "I think you're just jealous. You're acting like you saw it with your own eyes, and you even used your skills to steal weapons. That's quite a story."
Sima Jingxuan: "Otherwise, weapons are crucial survival tools for caravans in the desert, second only to water. How could we possibly sell them for money?"
Queller: "There's no need for conspiracy theories. Maybe the big boss led the indigenous people to fight against the bandits and killed them to get the spoils of war?"
Qi De: "Do you even believe what you're saying? One person taking on 20 people alone? Unless you're cheating!"
Fifth Korea: "Survival games are either you die or I die. It's not that the other side is data, it's that we can't argue with it even if it's a real person."
Mu Yingqin: "I would rather the district produce a master than a thief who kills all the residents of the oasis."
Jim: "They're just NPCs, why are you guys discussing them so enthusiastically?"
Mu Yingqin: "How do you know if they are NPCs, or ordinary people like us who were dragged into this?"
Queller: "Boss, say something! I believe you are the chosen one. I am willing to be your follower and follow your lead."
Fifth Korea: "Yeah, they're so powerful, why don't they show their faces?"
Shirley: "I've always felt that we players lack a leader. We're like a pile of loose sand, being manipulated by the game. It would be better to choose a trustworthy leader so that we can unite, work together, and survive."
Sima Jingxuan: "Maybe that person has found a loophole in the game, or the real way to play the game, and wants to be the one who has the last laugh."
Queller: "This isn't a battle royale, why are you making it sound so creepy?"
...
Why? Of course, I wanted to probe her and provoke her out.
When Xia Ning listed her items on the trading house, she guessed that her actions would attract the attention of players, but she had already decided to stay hidden.
In the group chat, there were conspiracy theorists smearing her, people deliberately mythologizing her, fence-sitters watching the drama unfold, and some people who admired strength as if they wanted to use her as a source of spiritual support.
In short, the group chat that night was all about the anonymous big shot who had shown extraordinary skills.
Although everyone's guesses were wrong—she didn't use gold to exchange for props, nor did she trade with the bandits, and she certainly didn't fight 20 people at once…
As the person in charge, Xia Ning, who was spying on the screen, was somewhat amused and exasperated, but also secretly pleased.
Since it has caused such a big reaction, it proves that Xia Ning's attributes and resource reserves far exceed those of ordinary players.
Xia Ning looked down at the ranked match invitation in her hand and felt that she was ready.
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