Fang Zhiyi's two rows of teeth seemed to be gleaming.
He also discovered something: at this stage, both he and the treasure vault in his room are constantly being refreshed.
The equipment Lin Han took reappeared in the treasure vault, but all the equipment Fang Zhiyi was carrying disappeared and also reappeared in the treasure vault.
When Xiao Hei saw Fang Zhiyi staring blankly at the treasure vault again, he immediately knew that Fang Zhiyi had some bad idea up his sleeve.
Not many teams came to challenge Fang Zhiyi that day; there were only three or four scattered groups. After all, it had been rumored that the BOSS here had gone mad and was extremely brutal. Those who came now were either confident in their own strength or urgently needed to upgrade their equipment.
However, they all faced Fang Zhiyi's almost overwhelming attacks. Fang Zhiyi's attacks were also quite unique. He would kill players one by one, and after killing one person, he would stop to observe the actions of the others.
Xiao Hei didn't understand at first, until the last squad appeared. As his teammates fell one by one, Xiao Hei noticed one of the fat guys. He always hid behind the other team members. Whenever a team member died, he would stare at the equipment that the team member had dropped with a gleam in his eyes.
Fang Zhiyi also noticed this. He saw the fat man picking up his teammates' equipment. Unlike the others, who were obviously trying to help their teammates reduce losses, the fat man was picking up equipment with a purpose.
Fang Zhiyi deliberately left him until the end and saw him secretly stuffing a lot of things into his body.
Until the sword was pressed against his throat, the fat man closed his eyes as if he had completed his mission.
"Hehe, the drop rate is 20%, I picked up eight, net profit..." the fat man muttered to himself.
But he waited a long time without receiving news that his health points had been depleted.
The fat man opened his eyes, and what came into view was Fang Zhiyi's skull face.
The fat man was clearly puzzled: "Hurry up...it's not easy for me to join this queue..."
Fang Zhiyi stared at him with great interest.
The fat man started to panic. Something felt off. Could it be that the BOSS had malfunctioned again? If that's the case... Fang Zhiyi watched as he swept past her, then looked at the equipment on the ground again, glancing around like she was browsing Taobao.
"This guy's got nothing but money on his hands," Xiao Hei remarked.
"What a talent!" Fang Zhiyi exclaimed.
"Hello."
The fat man was focused and only gave a vague reply. When he realized what was happening, he suddenly turned around, a look of horror on his face: "Huh?"
"What's your name?" Fang Zhiyi sheathed her sword.
"A new plot?" The fat man scratched his head. "What am I called? What else can I be called? Can I be called Little Fairy...?" He was calculating his gains this time, his mind full of business.
"Okay, little fairy, let's talk business." Fang Zhiyi was also a little surprised that this guy was so vulgar.
The fat man was completely stunned: "Boss, are you talking to me?"
"Otherwise what?"
A few seconds of silence fell over the scene, then the fat man suddenly exclaimed, "There really is another bug!"
It wasn't until Fang Zhiyi slapped him away that the fat man began to realize that the BOSS in front of him seemed to have his own thoughts.
"Hello, boss. What are your orders?" The fat man was a little dazed by the slap.
"I said, I want to talk to you about a deal." The ghostly fire in Fang Zhiyi's eyes gradually condensed into the shape of a dollar sign. "A big deal."
The fat man was taken aback, rubbing his hands as he leaned closer: "What kind of business?" He knew how terrifying the BOSS in front of him was, but being penniless was even more terrifying than the BOSS.
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