Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

boom! ! !

The ghostly claw gripped his left arm guard firmly, and the chilling ghostly energy instantly invaded it. The arm guard groaned under the strain, and a thick layer of white frost covered its surface.

Even more terrifying, a cold, desperate, and resentful thought pierced his mind like a steel needle.

"Pfft—!" Blade Warrior was struck as if by a heavy hammer, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

His left arm armor was shattered, and his arm hung limply, clearly indicating that the arm bone was broken.

His face was covered with a layer of bluish-black ghostly aura, his eyes were unfocused and filled with pain and horror. He crashed heavily to the ground seven or eight meters away, rolled several times before stopping, and struggled to get up, but aggravated his injuries, spitting out another mouthful of blood. His aura instantly weakened to the extreme.

Just one glance!

Blade Warrior, the seemingly arrogant and domineering president of the mutual aid society, was seriously injured and completely incapacitated.

The entire square was deathly silent.

Sunny Youth and his teammates, Blade Warrior's subordinates, and all the onlookers were frozen in place, staring in disbelief at the scene.

Looking at the fallen, blood-spitting, and wretched Blade Warrior, and then at Lin Yu standing with his sword in hand, a chilling aura instantly swept over everyone.

This...this isn't a battle at all, this is a crushing defeat, a complete and utter crushing defeat.

The man with the short spear was completely terrified. His crotch became wet again, and he collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud.

The elite henchmen brought by Blade Warrior were now deathly pale, their hands trembling as they gripped their weapons. Their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Lin Yu. They dared not move an inch, let alone seek revenge.

After all, they knew Blade Warrior's fighting strength best. If even he lost so quickly, then they, who were weaker, were even less likely to succeed.

Lin Yu slowly withdrew the spiritual fire from his left hand, and the huge ghostly shadow behind him also slowly subsided its surging ghostly energy. However, its eyes, burning with eerie green ghostly fire, still coldly swept across the entire scene, bringing an unparalleled sense of oppression.

He carried the Demon Sword, shrouded in a faint black aura, and walked step by step toward the Blade Warrior who was struggling on the ground.

Footsteps could be heard clearly in the deathly silent square, like the death knell.

As the figure drew ever closer and the cold blade loomed over him, the shadow of death finally enveloped him completely. Prestige, mutual aid—all became meaningless in the face of death; the overwhelming will to survive overwhelmed everything.

"Wait! Don't kill me!" he screamed with his last breath, his voice filled with fear and pleading. "I'll pay to keep my life! I'll pay for it!"

Lin Yu paused slightly, his sword tip resting on the blade warrior's throat as he looked down at him: "Buy my life? Kill you, and your things will naturally be mine."

"No! It's different!" Blade Warrior shouted hastily, afraid that if he hesitated even a second, the sword would pierce down: "I... my apartment has a special facility that will trigger a self-destruct command once I die, directly destroying all items."

"If you kill me, my apartment will immediately self-destruct, and everything inside, including most of my savings, will be gone. You'll get nothing."

He was breathing heavily, and seeing Lin Yu's unwavering gaze, he quickly added, "I...I'm willing to give you everything of value I have! I still have 50 game coins in my apartment, two +3 enhanced pieces of equipment, and three bronze armor pieces! I'll give them all to you!"

In addition, I have a large amount of basic and high-end materials in my apartment, as well as many facilities and decorations. If you let me go, I'll transfer them all to you immediately.

Lin Yu remained silent, his gaze behind the mask seemingly scrutinizing the truthfulness of Blade Warrior's words, or perhaps weighing them.

Everyone in the square held their breath, even the sunny young man.

Finally, Lin Yu slowly sheathed his sword, his voice still icy: "Things, now."

Blade Warrior, feeling as if granted a pardon, endured the excruciating pain and humiliation, stiffly removing the [Stone Half Armor (Bronze+3)] still bearing traces of melting from his body, and then taking off the [Great Strength Ring (Bronze+3)] from his left hand, its light dimmed.

Then, he took out three ordinary bronze equipment items (a large axe, a crossbow, and a small round shield).

"Please...please check, brother. The rest of the things are in my apartment. I can take you to get them. If you're worried, you can bring someone with you." Blade Warrior's voice was hoarse and weak.

Lin Yu scanned it with his mind and confirmed that it was correct.

He waved his hand to collect everything on the ground into his backpack, and then, without saying a word, he slashed the short-spear man next to him, who was already stunned with fear, to death with a single sword stroke.

Blade Warrior and the other players from the Mutual Aid Association watched the short-spear man being killed without daring to say a word. They simply watched as Lin Yu killed him and then went forward to pick up his equipment and apartment key.

After collecting the spoils, Lin Yu coldly said to Blade Warrior, "Go get the items."

Blade Warrior quickly got up and led the way, with Lin Yu following behind him. His teammates looked at each other, not daring to make a sound.

They never expected that their powerful leader would be defeated so easily, without even the slightest power to put up a fight.

Lin Yu's battle had just left them with such a shock that they dared not make any rash moves.

After thinking for a moment, the sunny young man still led his men and followed them.

Soon, the group arrived at the entrance of Blade Warrior's apartment.

Blade Warrior glanced at Lin Yu beside him and the sunny young man parked five meters away from the apartment, and said, "Brother, I can give you anything of value, but can you guarantee you'll spare my life?"

Lin Yu replied without changing his expression, "As long as you don't show up in front of me again, I promise I won't kill you."

This is a lie. Lin Yu has already decided that he will come over tonight and kill this old guy. The reason he hasn't killed him yet is just to get more loot and to avoid being targeted by too many human players.

Blade Warrior gave him everything, and he's still going to kill him? That's incredibly untrustworthy. But it doesn't matter if he dies tonight, since he might be killed by ghouls, and it has nothing to do with Lin Yu.

Blade Warrior had no choice but to enter the apartment and then handed a large backpack to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu glanced at it and saw that there were fifty game coins, some steel ingots, gold ingots, and other precious materials, as well as some black iron-grade items.

Having obtained the item, Lin Yu did not linger and immediately turned and left.

Behind them, Blade Warrior gave Lin Yu a deep look, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including fear, resentment, and a hint of indescribable apprehension.

He didn't say another word, turned around abruptly, and went back to his apartment.

He wasn't stupid; he understood that after today, his reputation in the game was completely ruined, given how many people had witnessed his crushing defeat and begged for mercy.

Even his former subordinates in the mutual aid society would likely be disappointed in him. In this game, he has probably lost all hope of rising to power, so he might as well face reality.