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Chapter 68 The Beginning

"Listen to me, this is what I'm thinking."

"Zhang Long, I need you to exchange for the Blood Demon Art (Nightmare) and the power of the Hundred-Man Eater."

"The Ferocious Tiger has switched to the Breath of Thunder. He will be the key to our first wave of snowballing... Winning the first battle will make things easier from here on out!"

Chen Lai tapped his head and simply said what they wanted to change.

Among them, Zhang Long's Blood Demon Art (Nightmare) appeared in the movie Mugen Train. It is the Blood Demon Art of Lower Moon One. The mechanism is very buggy. It forces others to fall asleep and enter a dream, and then shows them the things they cherish most in their hearts, making them reluctant to leave.

As for why he changed it... Chen Lai could only say that he had a plan.

The Thunder Breath and Lightning Flash of the Ferocious Tiger are easy to explain; he is a henchman. Chen Lai and Zhang Long are both mechanical; their own combat abilities are not actually that great, so they need a helper to fight!

And he was also a key player in the first round!

Zhang Long and Jue Xiong Hu were impressed but didn't understand. They generally believed in Chen Lai. A money-grubber who could take a big hit from more than 20,000 people in the Shibuya Incident was no useless person. He said he had a plan, so they believed him for now!

So they slowly nodded, indicating that they understood.

When will it be included in the license?

"Go in now. The first heavy snow has already arrived. After we enter, Zhang Long will meet me. Absolute Ferocious Tiger will go directly to the Ubuyashiki clan's territory. Tell me everything that blind, scarred patriarch does, understand?"

"Understood." The two nodded, though they didn't actually understand a word. They didn't know what Chen Lai knew, nor did they dare to ask.

"Then let's get it done."

Chen Lai slowly nodded. His small penguin body appeared extremely tall under the sunlight. He had a white cloth tied around his head that read "Make Money," and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

He's from old Qin, and he's been poor for a long time. He's never been able to make money with all his previous capital because he didn't plan carefully or think things through. This time, he's determined to make a killing!
The three of them, traveling together, staggered and wobbled towards the vortex of the [Infinite City]. Three "plop" sounds rang out, and the stirring music of war preparations echoed in their ears.

[Has met the requirements for combat readiness access? Shall we deploy?]

Chen Lai took a deep breath: "Yes."

[At 9:32 AM on January 18th, Taisho 13 (1924), in Yuanhe Village]

As his consciousness faded, when he came back to his senses, Chen Lai was already standing in a vast expanse of white snow, with the sun high in the sky, and he was hidden in the shadow of the forest.

Cold air howled through the forest. In front of them was a hillside, and there seemed to be houses on the hill. Chen Lai was carrying a pipa, and saliva inevitably dripped from his mouth.

"With the Blood Demon Art, you'll naturally become a demon once you enter the dungeon. Although you won't be under Muzan's control, you'll still have all the weaknesses and habits of a demon."

Chen Lai sensed his hunger and made a cut on his stomach with his long claws. The wound healed before any blood could drip.

Next, he looked at the number of online players in [Infinite City], which showed 4921. Nearly five thousand Deep Sea players had entered the instance, including professional money-making players like [Yuan Gu Liang Tai]. This game was bound to be very lively.

Chen Lai had previously read on the forum that players had already analyzed the strength of the Demon Slayer Corps Swordsmen, Demons, and Demon Swordsmen... Demons were significantly stronger than Swordsmen, and apart from not being able to operate during the day, they had almost no weaknesses.

People get hurt, bleed, and die. Even if a swordsman with a breathing technique is stronger, he will still feel pain and die if he loses an arm or a rib.

Demons are different. Demons recover from injuries instantly and have almost nothing to fear except their necks, which are their weak points. Their physical attributes, recovery abilities, and the mechanisms of their Blood Demon Arts are far superior to those of swordsmen.

As for the [Ghost Swordsman], this is a player-developed class. By changing the breathing technique and then the Blood Demon Art, you get a Ghost Swordsman who has the physical attributes of a ghost, the Blood Demon Art, and can also wield a sword.

The Ghost Swordsman is a well-rounded warrior with no weaknesses. Its only drawback is its high cost... but this drawback is the player's problem, not the Ghost Swordsman's problem.

It's conceivable that there should be a small number of [Ghost Swordsmen] in the dungeon. If these people are willing to spend money, they should have the strength of [Pillars] when they enter the dungeon.

After all, players are naturally profit-driven, and they will play whatever is most difficult. Nowadays, most players in dungeons will be [Oni], a small number of [Oni Slayer Corps Swordsmen], and a very small number of whales [Oni Swordsmen].

Thinking about it this way, it's actually quite a headache. Nakime's Infinite Castle pulls people indiscriminately. If all the players were nearby on the night Muzan attacked Ubuyashiki, then this battle in the Infinite Castle would probably be a bloodbath.

What's even more terrifying is that you don't know what these "deep-sea gold diggers" are thinking, or who they'll help... That's what makes the game so terrifying.

Trust in the power of players, not their morality.

Finding a large, shaded rock, Chen Lai sat down and started idly contacting his buddies. It was daytime, so they couldn't travel. Once they left the forest, they would die in the sunlight, and they were also likely to run into Demon Slayer Corps swordsmen, which wasn't a good idea.

After sending a few messages, Chen Lai learned that Juexionghu and Zhang Long were hanging out together, not too far from the territory of the Ubuyashiki clan. Recently, the Demon Slayer Corps had strengthened security around Kagaya Ubuyashiki because the number of demons had suddenly increased.

Come to think of it, Muzan Kibutsuji has only managed to create the Twelve Demon Moons over the past thousand years. Other miscellaneous demons are not even worthy of being on the table. But now that players have arrived, thousands of demons have appeared on this island of Japan, especially near the Ubuyashiki clan's territory. Can an ordinary person handle that density?
In other words, the players are still observing; they don't yet know the pattern of the gold and red items in this dungeon, otherwise they would have already taken action.

After contacting Juexionghu and Zhang Long, Chen Lai opened the Deep Sea Forum and began to look at the [Taisho Map] drawn by the players.

The Ubuyashiki clan was a powerful Japanese noble family whose territory was located very close to Heian-kyo, which is now Kyoto, in a secluded corner protected by mountains.

Chen Lai's location, Yuanhe Village, is about a hundred kilometers away. It's a long distance for humans, but for ghosts, it would only take one night to get there.

After getting the information and deciding which direction to go that night, Chen Lai sat on a big rock and listened to the snow quietly. Fu Heishen, who had come with him, also didn't say anything. He was actually quite quiet, but after traveling with Chen Lai to various places, he gradually broadened his mind.

Snowflakes fell into the pine forest, squirrels leaped among the trees, their faces etched with strange patterns. Chen Lai, with long hair and holding a pipa, sat motionless on a rock, like a deceased Buddha.

Suddenly, a rustling sound approached, and drops of red blood fell onto the white snow, the sweet scent of blood filling the forest.

Chen Lai opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)