Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 283 Fake Dragon Ball

Fang Xianyu looked helplessly at the players who were putting in a lot of effort to deal damage but were getting nowhere, and pondered how to help them by giving them a little boost...

She could easily kill this thing herself by consuming some system energy points, but there was no need—why bother doing the hard work when the players could do the dirty work? Besides, points are precious! She had just finished the limited-time battlefield and fought fiercely with Si Yin and Si Yang, and even as the "landlord," she was short of resources! In addition, weren't the players always complaining about the lack of variety in dungeon monsters, saying there was nothing but the Nine Nether Demons, and even cursing the developers for not making proper dungeons and instead going home to grow potatoes...? This was a good opportunity to enrich their experience and satisfy their needs!

However, despite their best efforts, the players couldn't break through the boss's defenses; all their hard work was a waste of time. The monster's bones, nourished over so many years, were impervious to ordinary methods. Even a rocket launcher would likely require dozens of shots to breach its defenses. What if the boss's defenses were completely destroyed by the time its health bar was depleted?
Just as Fang Xianyu was pondering, in Nietzsche's team, Guantangbao had been using skills sporadically for a long time, getting incredibly bored. Finally, he couldn't help but suggest, "We're going too slow like this. This BOSS doesn't move. I have a feeling that maybe if we can find a way to blow up its heart in its chest, it will kick the bucket. Why don't we try to do something about it?"

The turtle Qi Chunze, who has always been on the best side with the soup dumpling, said, "You must be mistaken. With its bones all messed up, how can it avoid the bones and attack the heart directly?"

Other players asked in confusion, "Isn't that just a red ball? How do you know it's a heart and not a Dragon Ball?"

Upon hearing this, another player burst out laughing: "Dragon Balls? I'd rather be a Super Saiyan! Collect seven and you can summon Shenron?"

"Then you guys can check it out. I checked it, and it is a Dragon Ball, but it's a fake Dragon Ball."

"Oh my god, it really is Dragon Balls! Can I collect seven to summon Shenron?"

"No! Because it's fake!"

The soup dumpling, being teased by its friends and family, rolled its eyes at the turtle-like Qi Pure: "Idiot! Why don't we just go over there and poke it? It won't move anyway!"

"Then you try?"

Having received affirmation from his fellow travelers, Guantangbao was eager to try it himself and said to Nietzsche, "Reporting to the group leader, I want to try it!"

Nietzsche had no objection to this. There were many situations where brainstorming was needed when pioneering new lands, and besides, this was indeed taking too long. So he nodded in agreement and said in the group chat, "Then you go and give it a try."

With the leader's approval, Guantangbao showed an excited expression. She habitually patted herself with a Lightness Talisman and a Swiftness Talisman and rushed into the BOSS's "body".

Because the monster was so large, the gaps between its bones were not small. Although it was not easy for a person to pass through, one could still squeeze in if they tried.

The soup dumpling found a relatively large gap, tried to pry open the few unknown bones blocking it, sucked in its stomach hard, and finally squeezed in with difficulty.

As soon as it crawled inside, the dumpling came face to face with the skull on the monster's spine, and it was so startled that it almost screamed.

She suppressed her fear and moved closer and closer to the Dragon Ball, feeling the pressure growing stronger and stronger.

A screeching sound, like a groundhog squeaking, came from the microphone: "Help! I feel like I can't breathe!"

Sea Turtle Qi Chun made sarcastic remarks in the team channel, pointing and saying, "Try to work harder! Don't be so useless!"

The soup dumpling was furious: "If you're so good, you do it yourself, you dog!"

"I can't do it! I'm just a weak and helpless 'turtle spirit,' but you, my friend, you are the real hero! Go, Pikachu!" The dumpling withstood the pressure that made it almost impossible to move, desperately supporting the bones around her. She didn't care about being afraid anymore. She roared, "You son of a bitch—" and finally grabbed the fake dragon ball that was bigger than her fist.

The monster's "breathing" suddenly stopped, and the unsettling pressure disappeared as well. It was as if the player had actually managed to grab the enormous creature by its vital point and easily take it down!
However, before the players could even rejoice at the loss of their oppressive aura, they discovered something was amiss.

The BOSS's health bar showed no change, but the densely packed headless people around it, like zombies that had smelled the scent of living people, suddenly turned around and all faced the direction of the soup dumplings.

The scene was like something out of a horror movie. While Guantangbao, unaware of what was happening outside, was alright, the other players who had stopped and were waiting for Guantangbao's next move were terrified, and the team chat exploded with chaos.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! What happened? It's so terrifying!"

"Isn't this supposed to be a cultivation game?! How did it turn into a horror game?!"

"Commander, I'm weak and helpless! I want to run away!"

"Even though they don't have heads or eyes, I always feel like they're staring intently at the soup dumplings!"

"It's good that they're not just targeting me!"

"Soup Dumplings: Danger!"

After listening for a few moments, the soup dumpling felt increasingly uneasy and quickly squeezed out from between the BOSS's bones. But as soon as it emerged, it was met with a group of headless men facing it!
"Oh my god, help!"

The soup dumpling was so frightened that she almost lost her footing and fell to the ground. She then scrambled back among the players, but the headless men seemed to have a fixation on her. Wherever she was, the headless men turned towards her, which was quite terrifying!
"I was terrified! Here, take this thing!"

With a pale face, Guantangbao, in the spirit of "better to die than to die myself," tossed the fake dragon ball in his hand to his friend, the sea turtle Qi Chun.

The sea turtle Qi Pure instinctively reached out and scooped up some water. Sure enough, the headless people all turned slightly and faced the sea turtle Qi Pure.

"Holy crap! Baozi, can't you even be a human being?!"

Sea Turtle Qi Pure uttered a curse in fright, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, as if holding a hot potato, and shouted urgently: "Commander, help! Help! Help! Please think of a way! I don't want to die young!"

The other players who were watching the spectacle laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay! You'll be back in ten minutes!"

"Anyway, we've all died many times before, so what's one more time for you?"

Nietzsche offered a suggestion: "Why don't you try putting it in your backpack?"

The sea turtle Qi Chun obediently put the fake dragon ball into his backpack. At the same time, Jun Chou, who was always calm and collected, suddenly changed his expression and uttered two words: "Damn it!"

(End of this chapter)