Chapter 1 The First to Stand Up

Then Prying Bar was the first to stand up and walk to the left:

"I'm good at hand-to-hand combat, and I'm also an excellent grenadier."

As he spoke, he took out eight black grenades and placed them on the table, then casually picked up the glass next to him and threw it. The glass hit the wall five or six meters away, but it didn't shatter. Instead, it ricocheted and flew out of the window, demonstrating his skillful control of power and his ability to judge the environment, which qualified him to call himself a grenadier.

"Next," Prying Bar shrugged at the others.

Next, it was obvious that the Symbiosis Society had discussed it internally. Most people showed off their talents in ranged attacks like a Supergirl audition—even though everyone could see the superficiality in their bones. Finally, the five of them looked at Fang Senyan to see if he could come up with something surprising. But as Prying Bar expected, Fang Senyan shrugged his shoulders, muttered a few curses in his throat, and said annoyedly:

"Damn it, I like to rush up and chop those damned bastards into a bloody mess... I don't have any decent long-range attack methods."

When Fang Senyan said the last sentence, the flintlock pistol "Ambition" hidden in the Nightmare Imprint's storage space flashed a hint of angry light on its dark surface, very arrogantly...

Prying Bar sighed and said:

"It's a pity, Sailor. Everyone needs to contribute to the team's goals. Since you can't contribute in terms of damage output, then you can only shoulder the important task of being the first to lure the mountain troll with bait—in fact, you don't need to be too nervous. Your task is to successfully lure this stupid monster out of the lair and then run a kilometer! You don't even have to participate in the subsequent battle. Okay, it's that simple. Relax, buddy."

Fang Senyan was stunned and said:

"Wait! Why dig the trap one kilometer away from the mountain troll?"

Prying Bar shrugged and said:

"According to the information from the boss, mountain trolls like to sleep on the ground, so they can easily feel the vibrations underground—unfortunately, digging a trap that can trap this huge monster is not a small project, so the boss repeatedly emphasized that one kilometer is the minimum distance to ensure our safety, and it must not be shortened."

After saying that, Prying Bar walked up to Fang Senyan and patted him hard on the shoulder, wanting to strike while the iron was hot and finalize the matter. For Prying Bar, the reason why he tried his best to recruit Fang Senyan and Das was because these two would play very important roles. Das was the main firepower, and Fang Senyan, who called himself a sailor, was the one who took the greatest risk! Prying Bar must ensure that his team has as few casualties as possible in order to increase the chances of the Symbiosis Society entering this world and achieving its expected ultimate goal!

"Oh, no," Fang Senyan waved his hands irritably, walking back and forth in the wooden house, and shouted, "Prying Bar, you're murdering me! You've arranged a job for me that's more dangerous than pulling the teeth of a black mamba!"

"Calm down, my friend, you need to calm down and listen to me." Prying Bar put his arm around Fang Senyan's shoulder very patiently and said, "We will all be your backup. Giants are not terrible. Their clumsy bodies weighing up to 2200 pounds pose no threat to you. You just need to not stop walking."

The real situation was of course not as easy as Prying Bar said. Mountain trolls were indeed clumsy and stupid, but that definitely didn't mean they weren't threatening. If you add the length of their arms and their homemade wooden clubs, the mountain troll's attack range radius would exceed six meters, and there was no evidence to show that they wouldn't throw the weapons in their hands—just imagine the consequences of being hit by a tree trunk that was four or five meters long and as thick as a washbasin! And its flight speed had been enhanced by the mountain troll's arm strength to exceed 60 kilometers per hour. In addition, there were road conditions and various accidents that could happen, and the fatal consequences if mistakes occurred!

In fact, Fang Senyan was not surprised at all by the job that Prying Bar had arranged for him. In fact, from the moment Prying Bar began to win him over, he already knew what this scheming guy wanted to do. But the reason why he still dared to stay and step into Prying Bar's rhythm step by step was of course because he had extremely strong confidence.

That confidence came from that number.

30 points.

Fang Senyan's maximum stamina that he could reach at his peak!

A full 30 points of stamina!

Plus the powerful talent ability, tenacity!

Even if the mountain troll had terrifying arm strength, even if its physical damage would definitely reach a terrifying level, taking its attack head-on would be fatal for all contractors, including Prying Bar, but Fang Senyan definitely didn't think he would be so fragile. A full 300 points of health, plus 37% extra damage absorption, plus the 25 points of damage reduction brought by the talent of tenacity. To calculate, the mountain troll would have to deal a theoretical damage of more than 516 points to kill him instantly. And such terrifying single-instance burst damage would not appear under this difficulty under normal circumstances.

And it has been emphasized in the plot background of this world: Hogwarts teachers can easily subdue an adult mountain troll. If mountain trolls could really often reach such terrifying damage values, even if its resistance to magic was zero, the threat to the teacher's life would be extremely high. Then the words "easily subdue" would definitely not be put in that passage, just like few people in the world today would say that they can "easily subdue" a cobra.

However, even though Fang Senyan didn't mind "playing" with Prying Bar, this didn't mean that he would completely act according to Prying Bar's script. At least as of now, Fang Senyan still planned to keep his secrets, and if he was going to accept this high-risk job of "luring the mountain troll", then the Prying Bar who provided the job would have to come up with enough benefits. If he agreed readily, then there would be only two outcomes: A, others would regard him as a fool and stepping stone from now on, and B, from now on, those eyes that were originally fixed on Das would focus on him, until all the secrets were as clear as the various female primates on Edison Chen's photos, openly, frankly, and meticulously...

After Fang Senyan refused Prying Bar's fourth persuasion with a very firm attitude, this guy finally began to let go and said that he would give Fang Senyan "a little help". Loosening his stance was good news for Fang Senyan, just like those solid dams might take many years to develop a small gap, but it might only take a few months for this gap to widen and eventually lead to a collapse.

Prying Bar's fifth persuasion was successful.

He had a feeling of relief and heartache.

In order to get this damn yellow man to act as bait, he paid a considerable price, totaling as follows:

1500 general points

An Aspirin (concentrated version) that can immediately restore 40 points of health after taking it

This drug also has the characteristic that after using this drug, drugs with the same effect cannot take effect on you again within 300 seconds.

There is also a 3000 general point purchase overdraft limit after killing the mountain troll (that is to say, if Fang Senyan wants to buy from the loot dropped by the mountain troll, then he can take away something worth 3000 general points without spending a penny. Of course, if this thing is worth more than 3000 general points, the extra must be paid with cash. Of course, if Fang Senyan doesn't buy it, this money will be converted into 1500 general points and paid to him.)

Since the two most important positions of firepower and bait have been settled, the next series of things will come naturally. This temporarily formed team of seven quickly set off, heading towards another hill along the outskirts of the Black Forest—there was the mountain troll's lair, and the Symbiosis Society's mysterious president had already passed the information to Prying Bar, giving him the exact location.

The night was dark, the forest was dark, and it was still sunny during the day, but now it started to rain. Prying Bar took the lead in walking in front. When the wind mixed with raindrops hit his face, a real chill wrapped up. The other contractors of the Symbiosis Society couldn't help but shrink back. A guy named Geli muttered half a sentence, cursing this damn weather, then coughed hard, spitting half a mouthful of thick phlegm into the bushes.

Then he froze,

Because a cold and dark muzzle had been pressed hard against Geli's throat. The owner of the gun was called Das.

This proud and powerful man gritted his teeth and said in a rapid and low voice:

"Find the phlegm you just spat out and bury it one foot into the ground, now! Otherwise, I guarantee that the next thing that spurts out of your throat will be lung lobes and blood!"

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense, and everyone in the Symbiosis Society immediately entered a state of alert. Fang Senyan hesitated at this time. He even felt a trace of exasperation from Das's voice just now. The incentive that could make Das suddenly become so aggressive and neurotic must not be ignored! So Fang Senyan silently took a few steps back, just standing next to Das behind him, using practical actions to express his attitude.

Everyone present fell into a stalemate. Of course, Geli, who was the most unable to remain calm, stuttered:

"Hey, buddy, I just spat out a mouthful of phlegm... If the bush I aimed at has any special meaning to you, I can apologize to you immediately. But please take the gun away from my neck, okay? Believe me, it doesn't feel good."