The King's Avatar: Become Stronger After Being Rejected, Don't Agree!

Chapter 67 Plantain Seed: I don't know either!

"Huh? A Christmas thief?" Lu Chen was taken aback.

"Well, just treat it as background setting. The event is basically about killing event thieves, picking up dropped items, exchanging them for materials and equipment, and opening boxes that also contain prizes," Ye Xiu briefly described.

"It doesn't sound too difficult?" Lu Chen thought for a moment.

"Yes," Ye Xiu said with a worried look.

"Then Brother Ye, you—oh, I understand." Lu Chen wanted to ask, somewhat puzzled, but soon he realized the key to the problem.

It's precisely because it's not difficult. It's very simple for them, and it's also very simple for other players. After all, it's the first major event after the opening of the tenth server, and they definitely want to do their best to ensure that all players can benefit from the bonus. However, it's obviously impossible for all players to benefit from the bonus.

Like other monsters that spawn in a region, Christmas thieves have levels, which fluctuate within the current area.

Other regions are fine, since they've been open for quite a while. Although there are still some low-level players, the number isn't large, and the low-level regions can easily handle them. However, the situation in the tenth region is that everyone's level isn't very high, so the competition is much fiercer.

Lu Chen recalled the early days when the tenth server first opened, and how eager everyone was to fight for monsters. Low-level monsters were purely a matter of luck, and conflicts between players fighting over monsters were commonplace.

"So, it's purely based on luck?"

"Not necessarily, so we're still researching to see if there's a better way—wait, what?" Ye Xiu had to consider that their team wouldn't be affected by fighting over monsters. Suddenly, Ye Xiu paused for a moment and looked at the monster's description.

"Hmm? This description—" Su Muqiu thoughtfully stroked his chin: "In other words—"

"Doesn't the range of hatred disappear because of distance?" Lu Chen said subconsciously.

"If that's the case—the Burial Grounds won't work, and the Narrow Pass? There are too many players—" Ye Xiu stroked his chin and turned to other maps: "Oh? Sin City? I think—"

Ye Xiu exited the page, searched for the map of Sin City, and began to look at it very quickly: "Yes, I remember correctly."

"You have an idea?" Lu Chen asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Yes, there's a clock tower in Sin City. There are only three or four people who can stand on it. They can jump up from the bottom and then stay on the top to fight slowly." Ye Xiu nodded.

"The premise is—a one-shot kill?" Lu Chen couldn't help but laugh. "That seems rather coincidental!"

"Yeah, it's quite a coincidence." Ye Xiu laughed and shut down his computer. "I'll head to the front desk now. See you in the online game!"

"Okay!" Lu Chen nodded.

Not long after, his girlfriend, who had been relieved of his shift, sat down and asked curiously, "What's wrong with Ye Xiu? Why does he look so excited?"

"I found a bug, um, I don't know if it counts as a bug, but it's a pretty good spot to farm. Want to come along, Xiaorou?"

"Okay." Tang Rou nodded.

At midnight, the Christmas event updated. Lu Chen, who had entered the online game, didn't waste a moment. He glanced at the minimap, controlled the character "Raise a Cup to Invite the Moon," and charged towards the City of Sin.

The level of Sin City is quite high even for top-tier players. You could easily be killed by monsters if you're not careful. This means that everyone who comes here is a skilled player, mostly elite members of the tenth district of a club guild.

"Brother Ye, I've arrived," Lu Chen said into his headset. "How do we split it?"

"Are we there yet? Let's use the central axis as a reference. You're on the left, and I'm on the right." Ye Xiu glanced at their positions.

"Well then, let's begin." Lu Chen took a deep breath and, without any hesitation, started moving the "Raise a Cup to Invite the Moon" device.

Most Christmas thieves are melee fighters, and even their ranged attacks are nowhere near as long as those of the Po Jun and Tan Lang classes who raise a glass to the moon.

One shot, then another.

After stirring up hatred, they didn't stop at all and continued to wander through the streets and alleys.

At first, it didn't attract the attention of other players, but gradually, even the slowest players realized that something was wrong.

Are Christmas thieves becoming fewer and fewer?!

After taking down a Christmas thief, Che Qianzi frowned and entered their Zhongcaotang group chat: [Something seems off...]

Yeah, boss, I haven't seen a Christmas thief in ages.

Doesn't it respawn ten seconds after a kill?

Where are you located? I haven't encountered any either.

Me too.

[Holy crap, what just darted past me?!]

"Holy crap!?" Che Qianzi was stunned. Forgetting to check the message, he immediately turned to his colleague beside him: "Old Liu? What's wrong? Why are you making such a fuss? You scared me to death!"

"No, this—Boss Cheqianzi, he's heading your way!" Old Liu said in a panic.

"What the hell is coming this way?!" Che Qianzi looked at the screen in a daze. Soon, a figure flipped over from beside him and landed gracefully on the street.

Raising a glass to the moon?! This guy?!

"Hey! Old Che! Long time no see, you're here too! Bye!"

Ah—ah? Che Qianzi glanced blankly at Jubei Yaoyue, who had run away in a flash, before he could decide whether he had greeted her or not.

What?! "Holy crap?!" Che Qianzi's eyes widened as Christmas thieves appeared from the other side, densely packed together. A rough count suggested there were probably dozens, even hundreds!

They followed in droves, relentlessly pursuing the figure ahead.

"—One-shot kill?"

"A train?!"

"That guy who raises a glass to invite the moon—"

"What do you mean by 'raising a cup to invite the moon'?! We're cursing Lord Grim!"

"Huh? Lord Grim is causing trouble over there too?!" In the office of the 10th District Branch of Tiny Herb Club, the elites of the Herb Hall looked at each other in surprise. Some of them jumped onto the roof to get a closer look.

Two long, dark snakes surged toward the center, trying to chase the two small black dots directly in front of them.

It looks just like—a snake?!

"This—this?! How many Christmas thieves are there?!" Che Qianzi stared blankly at the situation in front of him.

"No, boss, we can't wait any longer! We have to think of something!" A colleague said after a long pause.

I'd like to think of a solution—I'll try, but is this situation something I can solve simply by thinking of a solution?!

Who do you think I am? Jessie the Great? Even if I were Jessie the Great, what could I possibly do in this situation?