The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

"Please, please help me..."

"I don't want to die. My mother raised me with great difficulty all by herself, and I haven't had a chance to repay her yet."

This shout, filled with boundless fear and despair, instantly drowned out all the noise at the scene.

Those players who were just following along without knowing the truth were immediately moved with compassion when they saw the tragic scene.

A player who had just squeezed out of the crowd frowned as he looked at the pathetic figure kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, with blood seeping from his forehead, trying to cover up his distress.

"What on earth is going on?"

A player next to him immediately chimed in, lowering his voice to guess, "Could it be something like the Heavenly Fox Guild again? I heard that even though those bastards were kicked out, there are still quite a few remnants running a credit loan business, specifically targeting new players!"

"Hiss...maybe! Look at how badly he's being chased, he must owe some money he can't pay back, and the whole guild is after him!"

Immediately, sympathetic comments arose.

Sadness, though seemingly concealed, was sharp-eared. He listened to every word of the discussion and immediately understood the situation.

He knew his opportunity had arrived.

Those who truly know the inside story of the bounty will absolutely not step forward to clarify it at this moment.

The temptation of two million source crystals is too great; the more competitors there are, the less money they will receive.

They couldn't wait for these uninformed "righteous bystanders" to get lost and stop getting in their way.

And this is the only information gap he can exploit!

Thinking of this, the already veiled cries of sorrow became even more mournful and heart-wrenching.

He raised his face, stained with dust and blood, tears and snot streaming down his face, and cried out in anguish at the closed door of the general store:

"I'm out of options! I really have no other way!"

"I just want to survive, what did I do wrong! I work hard every day fighting monsters and doing quests, just to earn that meager amount of Source Crystals, and I don't even know whose cake I've touched!"

"They're taking advantage of their numbers to bully me, a solo player! Now they're trying to drive me to my death!"

"Is there no law in this world? Is there no justice left?!"

He cried out and kowtowed repeatedly, every word filled with grief and indignation at being driven to the brink of despair, every movement brimming with hopeless despair.

This Oscar-worthy performance instantly ignited the emotions of the onlookers.

"This is outrageous! It's utterly lawless!"

"Exactly! What kind of skill is it to bully a casual player!"

"Brother! Don't be afraid! Tell us, which guild is so arrogant! We'll stand up for you!"

The crowd's emotions were completely stirred up, and the tide turned in an instant.

The expressions on the faces of the players who came for the bounty became extremely interesting.

But I'd love to see such a scene.

The sorrow was always concealed, but upon seeing this, he was overjoyed, yet his face showed even more grief.

He knew that it wasn't quite ready yet.

He must completely bind himself to the identity of the "weakling" and make the owner of the general store, that legendary figure, stand on his side from the moment he appears!

He turned around, facing the dark mass of people, and pointed a trembling finger at the bounty hunters with unfriendly expressions.

"You...you really want to wipe them all out?!"

"I beg you, please spare my life! I just want to live... I just want to live!"

After saying that, he seemed to have used up his last bit of strength, and collapsed to the ground, lying face down in front of the grocery store, his shoulders twitching violently, letting out suppressed and painful sobs.

The entire scene fell silent for a moment.

All eyes were on the poor man lying on the ground, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

That suppressed and painful sob was like a heavy hammer blow to the hearts of every player watching the spectacle.

A sense of justice tends to be particularly strong when there is no conflict of interest.

"This is outrageous! This is practically pushing someone to their death!"

"Don't be afraid, brother! The shop owner will be out soon, he'll definitely stand up for you!"

A female player who seemed to have a strong sense of justice even squeezed out of the crowd, gently patted the trembling shoulder of the man who was trying to hide his sadness, and softly comforted him.

"Friend, don't worry. Even though the shop owner is usually elusive, he's a good person and will definitely help you."

"Yes, yes, if you've been wronged, just speak up! There are so many of us here, we'll all stand up for you!"

The words of comfort and support, though seemingly concealing his desolation as he lay on the ground, stirred a surge of joy within him.

Become!

Public opinion has completely swung in their favor!

He suppressed the urge to laugh out loud, his shoulders trembled even more violently, and his sobs sounded even more miserable and helpless.

Just then, the door of the general store, on which countless people had placed their hopes, creaked slightly and slowly opened inward.

The noisy scene fell silent for a moment as everyone's eyes turned to that direction.

A young man with black hair and black eyes, dressed in ordinary casual clothes, walked out of the door with a blank expression.

He didn't exude any aura of a powerful figure, nor did he possess any terrifying pressure. He looked like a boy next door who had just woken up, and was even a little lazy.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

"Dear shop owner!"

"Shopkeeper, you've finally come out!"

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in a frenzy, with well-meaning people vying to speak up and try to seek justice for the "poor man" on the ground.

"Look at this person! They're so pitiful!"

"Yeah, being bullied like this by the guild, they were practically ready to commit suicide on the spot!"

However, Lin Mo ignored all the noise.

His calm, unwavering gaze swept across the entire room, finally stopping in a direction that surprised everyone.

Amidst the background noise of the crowd, he parted his thin lips slightly.

"Priceless."

"come over."

These three words clearly reached everyone's ears, and the scene fell into an eerie silence once again.

Is it priceless?

This name is practically legendary to most players.

The mysterious big shot on the world channel who has been buying top-tier source weapons and rare materials at exorbitant prices for years is so generous that it's outrageous. Some say he's the heir to a large conglomerate in the real world, while others say he's unearthed some incredible treasure in the game.

People always remember the wealthy very well.

"Jin Buhuan? Did I hear that right? That super-rich Jin Buhuan?"

"What's he doing here? Could it be... that he's the one chasing this solo player?"

"Holy crap, no way? Such a wealthy tycoon would do something like bullying a newbie?"

"I knew his money was definitely ill-gotten!"

"This is going to be good! It looks like the shop owner is going to take care of us this time!"