74: The Dragons team up with the Warriors?

Human hearts are all selfish.

Zhong Qinger was no exception!

Why should others easily get for free the strategy guide she paid for?

However, if the strategy wasn't revealed, the stalemate couldn't be broken, and she, along with everyone else, would be annihilated!

Zhong Qinger was deeply conflicted and found it hard to make an immediate decision.

She couldn't help but wonder if there was a more mutually beneficial method—

For example, only revealing the strategy to No. 129 Evil Dragon?

But the problem was, while Evil Dragons had a public chat channel, they couldn't do one-on-one private chats!

How could she convey the message only to No. 129 Evil Dragon?

Zhong Qinger racked her brain and soon realized that to send a one-on-one message to No. 129 Evil Dragon, the only thing she could use was a Warrior!

If a Warrior attacked her Evil Dragons Lair, she might be able to reach an agreement with him within half an hour!

This way, a Warrior, who could theoretically enter and exit any Evil Dragons Lair freely, could then unilaterally relay the message to No. 129 Evil Dragon on her behalf!

This approach was definitely feasible.

But the key issue was—

Evil Dragon and Warrior were two irreconcilable factions; how could she reach an agreement with a Warrior from the opposing faction?

For the next period, Zhong Qinger pondered this difficult point.

Meanwhile, the half-hour Lin Chuan was waiting for also quickly passed.

He didn't waste any time and immediately left the 66th Dragon Lair!

The next second, he reappeared in the tavern!

However, with his sudden appearance, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward—

In a low-key, luxurious U-shaped sofa, there were six or seven people seated.

And in the vacant part of the “U” shape, a middle-aged man stood.

He seemed to be passionately delivering some kind of speech.

But his speech was interrupted by Lin Chuan, who suddenly appeared beside him.

That scene was truly a bit bizarre!

Pairs of eyes, "swish, swish, swish," all turned to look at Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan didn't show any awkwardness, politely saying to the eight people, "Excuse me, please continue, please continue…"

With that, he prepared to find a more discreet spot before entering an Evil Dragons Lair again.

As a result, the middle-aged man suddenly grabbed him: "Brother, wait!"

Lin Chuan frowned, looking at his arm that was being held.

The middle-aged man was also sensible, instantly letting go and politely saying, "Brother, did you come out of an Evil Dragons Lair? Did you come out of Lair No. 1 or Lair No. 129?"

Lin Chuan's gaze paused, his footsteps stopped, and he said openly, "I came out of Lair 129, what's wrong?"

"Brother, since you came out of Lair 129, you must have witnessed the terrifying strength of the Evil Dragon, right? If we Warriors level up through conventional means, it's almost impossible to defeat an Evil Dragon player with an Evil Dragon form!"

Lin Chuan nodded: "Yes, that's why I'm already prepared to lie flat and wait for a draw."

"…" Eight pairs of eyes looked at Lin Chuan with a hint of disdain.

Even a pretty little girl who looked like a delinquent punk in the sofa rolled her eyes directly and said mockingly, "You're such a pathetic Warrior! You think of lying flat and giving up after just a little setback? Since you're already prepared for a draw, I think you might as well just go out and find a block of tofu to bash your head against and die!"

Lin Chuan listened to these words without any reaction, looking indifferent, his gaze sweeping over the eight people one by one.

The black men who had previously occupied the tavern had been massacred by him, leaving no survivors.

Now, there were hardly any black men in this tavern, and no players recognized him anymore.

The eight people at this booth were clearly a team.

The middle-aged man was the captain, carrying a heavy sword on his back.

The other seven were six men and one woman, each carrying their own equipment close to them.

The only female punk, with fair skin but smoky makeup, wore a black leather jacket, looking like a rebellious girl from a 'Funeral Love Family'.

She was clearly a rebellious girl who treated being willful and headstrong as a personality trait, looking at Lin Chuan with disgust and disdain, very impolitely.

The middle-aged man, however, feigned a scolding at her, then turned to Lin Chuan and said, "Brother, don't be too pessimistic. I am No. 0012 Warrior. I've been fighting monsters in the Warrior's Canyon, and now I'm back at the tavern mainly to discuss methods to deal with the Evil Dragon faction."

Lin Chuan remembered that when he looked at the Warrior level ranking before, No. 0012 Warrior seemed to be ranked third.

But that was the level ranking from over six hours ago.

Lin Chuan hadn't checked what the Warrior level ranking looked like now.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at the middle-aged man who claimed to be No. 0012 Warrior: "So, what have you discussed?"

"We have indeed come up with a method, but we cannot easily reveal it. If you, little brother, want to know, you can show your level and strength. If you meet the criteria, we can invite you to join the team and share information!"

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the punk girl shouted again, "Captain! Why would we let this pathetic waste join the team?! Wouldn't he just drag us down?!"

Lin Chuan lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, only asking: "When you asked me just now, you mentioned Lair No. 1. So, what's the situation with Lair No. 1?"

The middle-aged man thought for a moment, deciding it wasn't important information, and shared directly: "Evil Dragon No. 1 seems to possess a special stealth Talent. Previously, a team entered Lair No. 1, but they couldn't find Evil Dragon No. 1 at all. The Warriors were at a loss and came out on their own after half an hour."

"So that's how it is…"

Lin Chuan nodded thoughtfully, then turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Joining your team might not work. I killed someone in the tavern before, so I can't leave this tavern now, and naturally, I can't team up with you."

Killed someone in this tavern?!!

A look of astonishment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

And the punk girl in the sofa burst into laughter again.

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter… Killed someone in the tavern? You pathetic waste? Do you really think we're stupid, or are you just used to bragging without thinking? There was a massacre in this tavern before! You pathetic waste, you wouldn't seriously claim that massacre was your doing, would you?!"

The little girl laughed uncontrollably, looking at Lin Chuan with the gaze of a high-and-mighty queen looking at a self-important man full of lies.

As she spoke, she also brandished the red thorny whip in her hand!

With a "whoosh" sound, it cut through the air, forcing its way towards Lin Chuan.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately shouted at the little girl, "Yaoyao! Stop it!"

However, while he spoke words of obstruction, he made no physical move to stop her, even though he was standing right next to Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan's right hand, tucked in his pocket, rose with a seemingly casual yet extremely agile speed.

And on his right hand was the Death Grip, composed of four eerie rings and cold iron chains!

He casually gripped with the hand wearing the Death Grip, seizing the bloody thorny whip that was swinging at him!

At the same time, a "whoosh" sound came from the Death Grip, launching an iron wire that quickly wrapped around the little girl's neck!