The current price of a login crystal was one million each. Joseph's company had thirteen people, including his daughter Sun Xiaoxiao, making a total of fourteen people. The 18 million was more than enough.
Cox: "Boss, the money's been transferred to your bank card. You can check it. Also, those four white pieces of gear were all purchased by Wecheat, and he bought quite a few of the gray ones as well. It's clear he's planning to deal with you. He's gathered over thirty players in the newbie village, all level 2, tier 1 elites. You'd better be careful."
Johnnie: "Mm, got it."
He wasn't worried at all. These players were nowhere near a threat to him.
"Keep hunting goblins." He wandered through the forest, searching for Goblin Elites.
By now, he was seeing a few scattered players around. Many had already reached level 2, tier 1, and killing normal goblins no longer yielded experience. They had to team up and hunt Goblin Elites.
Johnnie deliberately avoided these players, venturing deeper into the forest to find Goblin Elite squads.
At this point, even if players teamed up, they could only barely handle a lone Goblin Elite. If they ran into a Goblin squad, they would definitely die.
A loud roar echoed through the forest as a Goblin Elite squad spotted him and launched an attack.
Johnnie wasn't worried at all. He gripped the Wolf Fang Blade and charged straight at them.
Sword Shock activated, and this time he triggered three attacks, including a critical strike.
The damage numbers flashed across the screen. The Goblin Elite, with 160 health points, lost more than half of its health in an instant.
With another two strikes, the Goblin Elite was slain, dropping a gray-quality item.
[Goblin Elite killed, you have surpassed the Goblin Elite's level, unable to gain experience.]
Three Goblin Elites were easily dealt with, and he collected two gray-quality items and one copper coin.
The only regret was that now he had reached level 3, tier 1, and killing Goblin Elites no longer granted him any experience.
He wasn't bothered by that. The important thing was completing the old village chief's task.
Before long, his 60-slot inventory was completely filled again—five white-quality items and the rest were gray.
"Dealing with all these items is such a hassle." He sighed and was about to send a private message to Cox when suddenly, a rustling noise came from deeper in the forest. A group of players appeared, surrounding him. There were over thirty of them, mostly archers and mages, all ranged classes.
"Johnnie, I finally found you. This time, you're dead!" Wecheat's cold voice rang out.
At this moment, Johnnie had switched to a full set of new gear: an iron bow and a set of two white-quality leather armor pieces, along with the rest being gray-quality equipment. His confidence had significantly increased.
What he didn't know was that all these pieces of gear were actually sold to him by Johnnie.
"More gear deliveries?" Johnnie glanced at him, looking completely unimpressed.
"Johnnie, my brother," a warrior player stepped forward with a smile and said, "I am AsSky, the president of AsSky Guild. You and Young Master Wang don't really have any personal grudges. As long as you're willing to join AsSky Guild, I'm willing to mediate."
"AsSky, are you trying to play the good guy? Fine, let this guy hand over that green item," Wecheat coldly glared at him and spoke.
AsSky wasn't here to help Johnnie; he had just followed along to watch the show.
He didn't have a good opinion of this guy either. A weak guild leader dared to act so arrogantly in front of him.
AsSky furrowed his brows and didn't respond to Wecheat. Even if Johnnie took out that green item, it would still belong to him.
He turned back to Johnnie and said, "Brother Johnnie, what do you think?"
"Are we close?" Johnnie gave him no face at all, scanning the surrounding players, and then said indifferently, "Let's go, I'm in a hurry."
"Arrogant! Attack!" Wecheat, furious, gave the command, and immediately the attack began. The bowstrings twanged, and an arrow shot toward Johnnie.
Johnnie had already been prepared and easily dodged.
"Such impressive movement!" AsSky was surprised and took a step back, leaving the battlefield. He didn't want to interfere with the fight.
Johnnie was strong, but he was no match for these players.
Over thirty players, with 22 ranged classes, could easily overwhelm him, and with just two rounds of attacks, they could wipe him out.
Arrows flew, and fireballs screamed toward him.
Johnnie, however, was dismissive. He didn't dodge and let the arrows and fireballs hit him directly, with damage numbers flashing above his head.
A series of damage numbers flashed, the highest being only 6 points. With his absurd health regeneration, his health was instantly restored to full.
"What kind of defense is that?" AsSky stared in disbelief.
Even a knight with maxed-out health wouldn't have such high defense, right?
Wecheat, having already experienced Johnnie's power, wasn't surprised. He ordered, "Keep attacking! No matter how strong his defense is, I can wear him down!"
Another round of arrows flew toward him.
Johnnie, dismissing the attack, charged forward through the rain of arrows, heading straight for Wecheat.
"Quick, block him!" Wecheat panicked and immediately hid behind a few of the knight players.
Knights, warriors, assassins, and other melee players didn't hesitate and immediately launched their attacks.
"Die!" Johnnie ignored Wecheat entirely and targeted an assassin nearby, activating Sword Shock.
His Wolf Fang Blade hummed and trembled as three attacks landed in an instant.
Three damage numbers flashed. The player, weaker than a Goblin Elite, was instantly killed, dropping two gray-quality items.
"Such a brilliant attacking technique!" AsSky exclaimed, quickly opening the system's built-in video recording function to carefully observe Johnnie's fighting style.
At this point, Johnnie was surrounded by several knights and warriors, but he was still holding his own with ease. His attacks were sharp, his movements graceful. Aside from the archers and mages attacking from a distance, these knights and warriors couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.
"A master, this is definitely a terrifying expert. No wonder he's able to solo bosses." AsSky's eyes burned with excitement. He was determined to recruit Johnnie into his guild. If he refused, then he'd kill him and take the green gear he was wearing.
Johnnie was strong, but AsSky still didn't believe one person could fight an entire guild.
His AsSky Guild consisted of seasoned players—not like the weaklings under Wecheat's command.
Blood splattered as the last knight player fell to the ground, turning into a white light and disappearing. Two pieces of equipment dropped, one of which was white-quality.
"You garbage dare to lay a hand on me?" Johnnie shook the blood from his blade, looking at Wecheat with a cruel, cold smile.
"Bastard!" Wecheat cursed, but deep down, a chill ran through him. He took a step back and ordered, "Keep attacking! He must be down to his last bit of health. He can't hold on for much longer."
Players who weren't in the same team couldn't see each other's health.
Over twenty archers and mages had already launched seven or eight rounds of attacks, and Wecheat assumed that, even if Johnnie's health was high, he must be down to the last sliver of it.
If he knew Johnnie was still at full health, he'd surely be devastated.
The cold gleam of Johnnie's sword flashed. With no more knights or warriors to block him, it was like a wolf entering a sheep pen—he moved swiftly, mercilessly slaughtering his enemies.
A scream rang out as Wecheat was once again killed in an instant. Three pieces of equipment dropped, including two white-quality pieces, both of which had been sold to him by Cox.
Over twenty ranged players stood no chance. In the blink of an eye, they were all wiped out, and over sixty pieces of equipment littered the ground.
These players were fully equipped, and with his Lucky Master profession enhancing the loot, the average drop was two pieces of equipment.
Some were even unlucky enough to drop three or four pieces.
"Next, it's your turn." Johnnie didn't stop. He turned toward AsSky, who had been watching the fight.
"Huh?" AsSky was stunned, quickly adding, "Brother Johnnie, I'm not with them. We don't have any grudges either."
"None, just simply don't like you." Johnnie couldn't be bothered to waste words. His sword danced, striking with precision, each attack aimed directly for vital points.
AsSky panicked, evading frantically. "Johnnie, don't go too far! My AsSky Guild is not like Wecheat's trash! If you provoke me, there will be consequences!"
"Hmph, AsSky Guild? In my eyes, you're just a bunch of trash!" Johnnie mocked. In his previous life, AsSky Guild had some strength, but after seeing the terrifying alien armies, they had cowered and disbanded without offering any resistance.
He had no respect for such cowards who valued their lives more than their honor.
With a quick flick of his wrist, his sword moved at an impossible angle, delivering a deadly strike.
The critical hit, combined with the fatal blow, dealt four times the damage. AsSky was instantly killed, dropping three pieces of equipment, though all were gray-quality, far inferior to what Wecheat had dropped.
Looking at the pile of equipment on the ground, Johnnie knew his inventory wouldn't be able to hold everything. He quickly sent a private message to Cox.
Johnnie: "Blood Bull, come to the deep forest Goblin Elite territory and help me clean up the battlefield."
Cox: "Got it, I'll be there soon."
The reply came quickly.