Hu Die Lan

Chapter 881 I Throw, You Pick, You Pick, Pick, Pick

"Be sure to scout out your escape route before you throw!" This was Han Jia Gongzi's solemn emphasis. With this fellow's dark nature, he naturally tried his best to speculate on other people's thoughts from a dark perspective. In his mind, someone seeing the person throwing equipment would immediately surround and kill them to make them drop it – that was bound to happen. So, throwing equipment was actually a high-risk activity, which was why he himself didn't participate. At this moment, he was sitting in the Xiao Lei Tavern, drinking wine with great pleasure. Around him was a crowd of people watching him with eager eyes. Everyone in Cloudrise City now knew that this Han Jia Gongzi was an extremely heaven-defying figure, and this extremely heaven-defying figure was now conducting an equipment-throwing event. Perhaps the equipment would come from him even as he sat in the tavern?

Han Jia Gongzi's face was just too recognizable, and it wasn't convenient for him to cover it up right now. Wasn't he drinking? Han Jia Gongzi had very strict requirements for drinking; it was really too unpleasant to drink with your face covered.

Patiently waiting for Han Jia Gongzi to throw equipment – these were the honest folks. Of course, there had to be some guys with wicked ideas too. At this moment, they carefully sized up their surroundings, and after confirming that there weren't any formidable fighters like Qian Li Yi Zui or Jian Gui around, they covered their faces, steeled their hearts, and wanted to rush up and make Han Jia Gongzi drop his gear.

Having such thoughts was excusable, as, in everyone's eyes, the players of Extremely Heaven-Defying were all mobile treasure troves. They were afraid you wouldn't drop anything if you killed them, and if you did, it would definitely be good stuff, right!

Under such temptation, someone finally embarked on the path of wrongdoing. These guys with wicked ideas quickly discovered others in the crowd with the same glint in their eyes. They were very good at reading each other's minds. When they saw that someone else was planning to do the same, they didn't hesitate any longer and rushed out as quickly as possible. Han Jia Gongzi was a priest, after all. Such a non-combatant was a fat sheep in their eyes; whoever was late would miss out.

Just as these guys were about to squeeze out of the crowd, Han Jia Gongzi's hand suddenly scattered something into the air, and he shouted, "Here it comes!!!"

"Ah!!!" The crowd boiled over. With that one gesture, Han Jia Gongzi sent things flying in all directions. The things were small and flew quickly, falling into the crowd in the blink of an eye. But many people had already clearly seen where the things landed, and they immediately rushed in the nearest direction.

"What did he throw?"

"I don't know, it looks like a ring!!!"

"I think it looks like a badge!"

"I don't care, grab it!!"

The crowd went wild. The several masked guys were instantly squeezed to the point where they couldn't move an inch. They suddenly realized that they seemed to be in the center of the crowd, right? It seemed that the flow of people was converging on them from all directions...

That guy!!! Before being submerged, several people looked toward the position where Han Jia Gongzi was sitting and saw a smile that was sinister to the extreme. With a flash of white light, that person and his smile had already disappeared using a teleport scroll.

He did it on purpose! He saw through it a long time ago!! By the time they understood this, it was already too late. In the surging crowd, there was you and me, but no equipment. Everyone stared intently at the ground. Finally, someone's eyes lit up, and they bent over to pick something up. Others saw what was happening and immediately tried to interfere. The person fell to the ground, but in that instant of falling, they still managed to pick something up. Then, they spat out a mouthful of blood: "Damn, it's a bottle cap."

"Tsk!" The crowd scoffed and let him go, continuing to search the ground frantically.

A bottle cap, another bottle cap, why is it always a bottle cap? At first, the players who picked up bottle caps didn't think too much about it. This was a tavern, after all! Wasn't it normal to have a bottle cap on the ground? They just blamed themselves for having bad eyesight. But after repeatedly picking up bottle caps from the places where Han Jia Gongzi had thrown things, someone finally realized: "Damn, is that bastard throwing bottle caps?"

Turning around, that person was no longer at the table, but then a sharp-eyed player shouted, "Ah, there!!"

Following the sound, everyone looked and saw a slip of paper under the wine glass on the table where Han Jia Gongzi had been sitting. Everyone assumed it was a mutated magic scroll, and there was another frenzy of rushing and grabbing. The player who was lucky enough to grab the slip of paper also spat out a mouthful of blood in the face of the others' gazes that were almost devouring him: "Damn, it's a message."

Then, he read it out loud: "Leave me alone, I don't have any equipment."

There were still some who didn't believe it, but this person was very generous in passing the slip of paper around for everyone to see. The result, of course, was that everyone who saw it wanted to vomit blood. At the same time, news came from other parts of the city about people throwing equipment. The people in the tavern analyzed the news and all slapped themselves: "Damn it, a miscalculation!"

These real twenty-five locations, with only one item at each location, naturally caused even more intense fighting than at the Xiao Lei Tavern. The situation was now incredibly chaotic, but the members of Extremely Heaven-Defying who were throwing things had all withdrawn early, as they had prepared in advance. But the process was still very thrilling. Eighteen people were targeted, eight of whom managed to escape successfully. The other ten all had varying degrees of engagement with their pursuers, but fortunately, they were all able to escape in the end. An important reason for this was that the people doing this were not organized, so after locking onto a target, they were afraid that others would discover them and never made a sound. In this situation, it was still beneficial to escape in the chaotic situation. Of the ten who engaged in combat, six escaped in the chaos, while the other four directly eliminated the guys who had bad intentions.

The situation in Moonnight City was basically the same as in Cloudrise City. The only difference was that there wasn't someone in the tavern teasing everyone like that.

After completing their first equipment-throwing mission, everyone quickly hid, while summarizing the experiences and lessons learned from this first time. Seven people were still frightened; they had barely survived. The rest also realized that throwing things in the crowd like this was indeed riskier than they had imagined. They would have to think of a better method next time.

And while they were escaping, the things they had thrown had already been picked up by the players. For the fifty items, the lucky players who got their hands on them didn't hesitate to risk their lives. But looking at the value of the items, most of the players who risked their lives felt it was worth it. Some gossipers quickly showed off their luck to their friends, and the news spread quickly. Before long, there were posts on the forum. However, the player who posted only posted about the one piece of equipment they had heard about and then disappeared in the blink of an eye, as they were in a hurry to return to the game to wait for more things to be picked up!

Although more players still didn't know if the things were good or not, the fact that things were actually being thrown was something that the players in the two main cities were already convinced of. They were just waiting and eager for the next round. And the people flooding the forums with posts were all from other cities who didn't have the opportunity to come to these two cities to participate in the event. After seeing the piece of equipment that had been dropped, half of the people asked what else there was, while the other half were begging for teleport scrolls.

As time went by, several more items from the first round of throwing were successively revealed on the forum within that hour. Each one made people drool with envy. Some players had already complained to the official website, demanding fair treatment and demanding to participate in the "You Throw, I Pick, I Pick Pick" event in Cloudrise and Moonnight Cities.

The official website was also paying attention to this event, and they actually responded to the players. After a bunch of official jargon, the basic meaning was: This is your own players' actions, it's none of my business.

In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed. The fighting spirit that had been stirred up in the players of Cloudrise and Moonnight Cities in the previous round was starting to wane. Eight or nine out of ten people were denouncing Extremely Heaven-Defying for not throwing equipment quickly. The second round quietly arrived.

This time, no one saw anyone throwing things into the sky, no one saw anyone quietly placing things on the ground, and no one saw anyone pretending to tie their shoelaces. In the two main cities, at twenty-five locations each, a total of fifty places, everyone simultaneously heard a shout: "Hey! Look over there!!!"

Everyone looked over there and saw the things they had been waiting for for an hour.

A mad scramble, another mad scramble, but this time the players from Extremely Heaven-Defying were not exposed. They had all arrived at the agreed time, and when people weren't paying attention, they put the things in a certain place, and then, with a command, they all shouted together.

A mad scramble, another round of mad scrambling. The edge that had been worn down for an hour, the players who seemed to have lost their fighting spirit, displayed their positive and upward vitality again at this moment. Everyone pounced on these fifty obscure corners, fiercely grabbing these fifty unknown things.

Successful, disappointed, showing off, gossiping, revealing information. Everything was a repeat of the previous round. Here and there, more items from this round of throwing appeared on the forum. In terms of value, they were on par with the previous round, as expected from the same source. Moreover, careful people quickly discovered that this throw was about an hour apart from the previous throw, and there wasn't a peep about it during that hour.

Could it be that they plan to throw once every hour??

This hidden rule was quickly discovered by the players, but how many pieces of equipment were thrown each time? This should have been obvious, but no one knew it yet. After all, this required all fifty people who picked up things to reveal the information in unison, but no one had the time for that now. People are always like this: if they're lucky once, they definitely don't want to not be lucky a second time. These hundred lucky people from the first two rounds were all excited and ready to welcome the third round.

The third round was also slightly prepared for the players. Everyone roughly estimated the time of this hour, and when they saw the time approaching, everyone perked up and focused.

The hour arrived! Everyone pricked up their ears and widened their eyes. Cloudrise and Moonnight Cities were currently the most populated main cities, but they were also the quietest two main cities.

As a result, there was no sound, and no one threw anything.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes... Ten minutes passed, and no news of anyone picking up anything came.

The players looked at each other in dismay.

"Who the hell said it was thrown once an hour?" Someone had already started cursing. After all, throwing once an hour was everyone's speculation. The Extremely Heaven-Defying people had never said anything like that.

"Has it all been thrown? Is there nothing left?"

"Damn, is that all there is?" Too many people were complaining. This kind of complaint would definitely not be stopped. Even if everyone received one item, there would always be someone who felt that another round would be appropriate. People are always insatiable.

The players were discussing among themselves, and in the blink of an eye, another ten minutes had passed. Many people already thought that the equipment-throwing event might be coming to an end. They were all inquiring about any news on the forum.

So, the third round of throwing quietly began at this moment. This time, the Extremely Heaven-Defying people chose places with less traffic. After spotting an escape route, they each chose a method they thought was reliable to drop the equipment. The equipment was quickly discovered, but the person throwing it was gone. This time, it was a silent throw, very much in line with the silent scene in the two cities at the top of the hour.

So, in the silence, the third round ended. This time, there wasn't a large-scale scramble because the places where they were thrown were all obscure places with few people. It was really not easy to find twenty-five such places in the two cities at this time, so they were twenty minutes late. Everyone felt a little guilty, but Han Jia Gongzi said: The rules are set by us, and they can also be modified by us. I said throw once an hour, but I didn't say which minute of this hour to throw. Even if we throw in the fifty-ninth minute, it still counts as this hour.

Compared to the previous two times, this third time was really not enthusiastic enough. Many players who heard the news were incredulous and at a loss: "It's over? When did it end? Ten minutes ago? Damn, how did I only find out now?"

The commotion of the throw was small, the range of the news that spread was small, and the diffusion was slow. It took a considerable amount of time for the players to accept this third throw. And this time, the players who picked up things seemed to be low-key, and there were fewer revelations on the forum than before.

"Is it really going to end?" Rumors arose again. Everyone felt that this event was about to disappear slowly in this silence...

So, the fourth round was as public as it could be. This time, the first to know were not the players waiting in the game, but the players flooding the forums offline.

On the forum, a post appeared, predicting the fifty coordinate locations in the two main cities for this fourth throw.

"Damn!" The players who were sitting at their computers browsing the forum at this time were all filled with grief and indignation. They hated it! Although they had the first-hand information, they couldn't fly over and grab the things. As a result, they could only contact their relatives and friends in these two cities and inform them of this news.

The players in the two cities were in an uproar. Some people were wondering if this post was a prank when they received a definite answer, because the ID of the poster was clear: Brother You! The most ferocious water-flooding Brother You on the forum, and also one of the core members of Extremely Heaven-Defying, Brother You.

No one doubted it anymore. Everyone ran madly to the nearest place, because the post was said to be a prediction, so the throwing hadn't started yet. They had to quickly occupy the place.

Because of this post, the flow of people in the two cities showed an unprecedented concentration. Although there were still some players who were unaware of the matter, the two cities had already appeared with empty streets.

So, a second post appeared on the forum at this time: Because the locations predicted earlier were too crowded, the throwers were unable to reach the scene, so they had to change to the following locations. Swish swish swish, another fifty coordinates.

"Damn!" The players who were flooding the forums in front of their computers collectively vomited blood. They replied with contempt and contacted their relatives and friends as quickly as possible.

The news spread into the game. This time, no one made a sound. Everyone quietly turned around and left.

On the empty streets, fifty Extremely Heaven-Defying heroes were waiting. They needed to wait until people came into view before throwing, otherwise, if no one was there now and they threw, the equipment might be taken by the system before people could really come.

This time, archers and thieves undoubtedly had the upper hand. Their speed allowed them to recapture the coordinates of the second time without any suspense.

This time, they hadn't come in vain. They had already seen the masked players. After seeing them, they dropped an item and turned around to leave.

Another round of mad running. In this round, what was being fought for was not only luck but also the network of relationships and the attributes of the characters.

Players without a network of relationships couldn't get news from their relatives and friends offline. And players without movement speed attributes were simply impossible to win in this shuttle run.

At the same time, this round finally let the players know how many items were thrown in each round. Moreover, because they were all snatched through connections with relatives and friends offline, this time, there was a collective big reveal of the fifty items.

Equipment, scrolls, precious life skill materials, rare quest items. Each of the fifty items had its value and was by no means dispensable. By comparison, the least valuable was probably the Electric-type Enhancement Scroll. However, this only meant that it was not valuable. For an Electric-type mage, the practical value of this item was exactly the same as that of a Water-type Enhancement Scroll.

"Fifty items at a time, that's a lot!!" The players exclaimed. After seeing the value of these fifty items, everyone was too embarrassed to say that fifty at a time was a disappointing number. Moreover, no one doubted that there was anything fishy about the actions of Extremely Heaven-Defying. People had already thrown four times, fifty items each time, a total of two hundred items, and every one of them was valuable. Even if you swept through the entire auction house and trading street of a main city, you might not be able to collect two hundred items of this value at once. Besides, people were giving them away for free. How could you be embarrassed to say that it wasn't enough?

The players waited in anticipation for the fifth giveaway.

Compared to the contest of network and movement speed last time, this fifth round became a pure competition of luck.

The Extremely Heaven-Defying players who were throwing equipment no longer did anything when the time came. They just walked towards a player they randomly chose and whispered, "You're in luck, come with me."

So, the player who followed received the thing thrown out in the fifth round... Compared to these three rounds, this round was even quieter. Therefore, Brother You specifically posted afterwards, saying that this round was over and that fifty players had received gifts. Afterwards, the fifty players also revealed the information as promised.

This was supposed to be a pure competition of luck, but the final results showed that the proportion of female players among the winners this time was extremely high. As many as 44 of the 50 winners were female players, and every one of them was beautiful.

Everything was understood without words. Even if most people didn't express it as obviously as Yu Tian Shen Ming and Zhan Wu Shang, this was indeed a universally popular event, so in this situation, wanting a player who was pleasing to the eye? 44 people found beautiful female players...

"Being born beautiful is also a very lucky thing!" Zhan Wu Shang said about this.

"No, this is also a kind of strength," Han Jia Gongzi seriously addressed the matter on its merits.

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