145: Chapter 145 Brother Fan, save me!!!

Coordinates (444, 444), Nether Death Tide erupting at Howling Canyon! Double points, come quickly!

A bold, red system announcement hit like a ladle of cold water poured into a boiling pot of oil.

The entire Asura Battlefield instantly boiled over.

The students who were originally exploring cautiously near the safe zone instantly had their eyes turn red.

Nether Death Tide.

It was a legendary special event that only spawned in places of extreme yin.

Although the exotic beasts inside were fierce, their defense was extremely low, and the points awarded were three times that of ordinary exotic beasts.

For these prodigies eager to widen the gap on the very first day, this was not just danger, but a shortcut to the Dragon Blood Pool.

"Hurry, don't let others get there first!"

"Forming a team, need one more, looking for a tank!"

"Although the Thunderfire Squad is wiped out, our Gale Squad is still here, charge!"

The crowd, like a swarm of locusts passing through, surged crazily toward the scarlet skull mark on the map.

Reason was fragile and vulnerable in the face of greed.

Qin Feng watched the red coordinate dot pulsing on his communicator, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Brother Fan, something is wrong."

"This news came too suddenly, and the location is too coincidental."

"Howling Canyon is a gourd-shaped terrain, easy to enter but hard to exit."

"If someone is setting an ambush there..."

Qin Feng didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

It was a trap.

And it was a deep pit capable of burying more than half of the Tianjiao Camp.

Lin Fan sat on a giant rock at the edge of the cliff, holding that unfinished bottle of "Happy Water".

In his golden pupils, data streams scrolled frantically.

[Eye of True Sight] pierced through layers of mist, spanned tens of kilometers, and locked directly onto the depths of Howling Canyon.

Within his line of sight.

A huge banner, black as ink, was planted in the deepest part of the canyon.

On the surface of the banner, countless ferocious beast souls were roaring, emitting alluring energy fluctuations.

[Item: Ten Thousand Beast Soul-Guiding Banner (Fake)]

[Grade: A-Rank Disposable Consumable]

[Effect: Creates large-scale illusions, simulates the "Nether Death Tide" aura, and attracts creatures within a fifty-mile radius.]

And above that banner.

A figure in white, as pure as snow, was sitting cross-legged on a protruding icy rock.

Li Hanyi.

He held a crystal-clear longsword in his hand, and the surrounding air showed distorted ripples due to the low temperature.

That look in his eyes.

It was like looking at a group of flying insects about to fall into a spider web.

"It really is a trap."

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze, a playful arc tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"This kid Li Hanyi is quite dark-hearted."

"Using an A-Rank item as bait, he intends to achieve everything in one move and clear out all his competitors at once."

Qin Feng's expression changed.

"Then we must notify everyone immediately! We can't let him succeed!"

Lin Fan reached out and pressed down on Qin Feng's hand, which was about to send an announcement.

"Notify?"

"Why should we notify them?"

"Cutting off someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents."

"These people have nothing but points on their minds right now. If you go and tell them it's a trap, they'll only think you want to hog it all for yourself."

Lin Fan stood up and brushed the dust off his backside.

"Besides."

"Li Hanyi has set the stage, and the actors have arrived."

"As audience members, we not only need to show our support, but we also have to do a little business on the side."

"Let's go."

"To the top of the canyon."

"That position has the best view."

...

Howling Canyon.

On both sides were precipitous cliffs reaching thousands of feet, and in the middle was a long, narrow passage.

The cold wind howled, and the air was filled with a ghostly aura.

But at this moment, it was already filled with fanatical students.

Hundreds of prodigies rushed into the canyon, scrambling to get ahead, afraid that if they were a step late, they wouldn't even get a sip of soup.

"Is this the Nether Death Tide?"

"Why are there only a few scattered skeleton monsters?"

"Never mind, kill them first!"

Spiritual power lights of various colors exploded within the canyon.

And at the top of the cliff at the canyon entrance.

Lin Fan didn't know where he had gotten two beach chairs, and he had even set up a sun umbrella.

He and Qin Feng each held a cup of iced drink, lying comfortably on the chairs.

There was also a small table placed in front of them.

The table was piled full of colorful... boxes.

"Come take a look, come see!"

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion Supreme Survival blind box!"

"Essential medicine for home travel, killing and looting, and surviving in desperate situations!"

"It doesn't cost 998, nor 888, only 666 points!"

"You won't lose out, you won't be fooled!"

Lin Fan held a megaphone and shouted at the crowd surging below.

The voice echoed over the canyon.

The students below looked up.

"It's that Shrewd Merchant again!"

"Is he crazy? Running to a place like this to set up a stall?"

"Ignore him, hurry up and grab the monsters!"

Most people sneered at Lin Fan, and their pace actually quickened.

Only a very small number of people who were meticulous or intimidated by Lin Fan's previous actions hesitated.

"Give me one!"

An assassin-type student wearing leather armor gritted his teeth and threw out 666 points.

Lin Fan smiled and tossed down a pink box.

"Thank you for your patronage."

"Good luck."

The assassin caught the box, and before he could open it, he was pushed by his teammate from behind.

"Hurry up! Monsters are spawning in front!"

In just ten minutes.

Over three hundred students had surged into the heart of the canyon.

Just at the moment the last student stepped into the canyon.

A sudden change occurred.

Hum!

A piercing sword hum resonated across the world.

In the depths of the canyon, Li Hanyi suddenly opened his eyes.

The longsword in his hand was unsheathed.

"Frost Chills the Nine Provinces."

Boom!

A terrifyingly extreme cold air instantly swept through the entire canyon.

At the originally narrow entrance.

A hundred-meter-high, thick ice wall rose from the ground, crashing down to seal off the only way out.

Immediately after.

The "Ten Thousand Beast Soul-Guiding Banner" planted in the depths suddenly burst.

Black mist permeated the air.

The originally sparse skeleton monsters disappeared instantly.

Replacing them.

Were dense, red-eyed, solid exotic beasts.

Ironclad Rhinoceros, Wind-Blade Demon Wolves, Venomous Wolf Spiders...

There were hundreds, if not thousands.

And they were all in a berserk state.

"Roar!!!"

The beast roars shook the mountain walls on both sides.

The students in the canyon were instantly stunned.

"What's going on?!"

"The exit is sealed!"

"This is a trap! Damn it! The levels of these exotic beasts are wrong! They are all Elite-level!"

Panic spread like a plague.

Li Hanyi stood on top of the towering ice wall.

His white clothes fluttering, like a god judging the world.

"A bunch of idiots."

"The points are mine."

"Your lives are also mine."

He swung the longsword in his hand.

The beast tide launched.

The real slaughter began.

The narrow terrain made it impossible for the students to form a formation.

The berserk exotic beasts submerged the front-row teams like a tide.

"Help! I don't want to die!"

"Li Hanyi! You will meet a terrible end!"

"Someone save me! I'll give them all my points!"

Meanwhile, on the viewing platform above the canyon.

Lin Fan took a sip of iced watermelon juice.

Making a "slurp" sound.

"Tsk tsk."

"These special effects, this scene."

"Even Hollywood blockbusters couldn't film this."

He even took out a small notebook from his pocket.

Watching and taking notes.

"That kid using fire-type spells has good footwork; he's a potential big client."

"That fatty holding the shield has strong resistance; he's suitable for selling defensive blind boxes."

"Oh, what a pity about that girl; her legs are so long, yet she got bitten by a wolf."

Qin Feng sat nearby, his face pale.

Looking at the scene below, which was like purgatory, the hand holding his cup was shaking.

"Brother Fan..."

"Are we... really not going to do anything?"

"These are hundreds of human lives."

Although it was a virtual space and they wouldn't really die.

But the pain of being torn apart by exotic beasts was a 100% realistic simulation.

This kind of psychological trauma could ruin a martial artist's future.

Lin Fan put down his cup.

The smile on his face faded a bit.

Becoming cold and rational.

"We are businessmen."

"Businessmen only make deals; they don't do charity."

"Besides..."

Lin Fan pointed to the assassin below who had just bought a blind box.

The assassin was besieged by three Wind-Blade Demon Wolves and was about to lose his life.

In despair, he opened that pink blind box.

Pop!

A lump of mud-like substance exploded.

Instantly emitting an extremely strong... smell of barbecue.

That was Lin Fan's special [Appetizing Mud].

The three Demon Wolves that had been fiercely pouncing on the assassin smelled this scent, instantly turned their heads, and crazily pounced on that lump of mud, biting each other.

The assassin escaped death and was completely exhausted.

Looking at the empty box left in his hand, his eyes erupted with a light of ecstasy.

"It's miraculous!"

"This blind box is miraculous."

Lin Fan spread his hands.

"You see."

"I gave them the opportunity."

"It's they themselves who didn't seize it."

The situation below was becoming increasingly tragic.

Li Hanyi didn't seem to be in a hurry to harvest points.

He stood on high, as if enjoying a beast-fighting performance.

He even occasionally swung a sword energy, cutting down students who tried to climb the ice wall to escape.

The emotion of despair reached its peak.

Many students had already given up resistance, sitting slumped on the ground waiting for death.

Some even chose to force a logout, preferring to have their points reset to zero rather than endure this torture.

"The timing is about right."

Lin Fan checked the time.

He picked up that iconic megaphone.

He cleared his throat.

"Hello, hello, hello."

"Sound check, sound check."

The huge sound pierced through the beast roars and screams, clearly spreading throughout the entire canyon.

The students below, struggling in despair, subconsciously looked up.

They saw that on top of the towering cliff.

A figure stood against the wind.

The sunlight behind him gilded him with a golden edge.

Like a savior descending.

However.

The next second.

The words this "savior" spoke made them almost vomit blood.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

"After enjoying the appetizer, we now enter the main course."

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion emergency airdrop rescue service is officially online."

"Those who want to live."

"Please shout out loud, 'Brother Fan, save me'."

"And prepare half of your points."

"This rescue is exclusively sponsored by the Myriad Treasures Pavilion."

"We support installments, we support collateral."

"No credit allowed."

Lin Fan's voice paused.

His gaze swept over the pairs of dull eyes below.

A "nuclear-friendly" arc tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Countdown, ten seconds."

"Ten."

"Nine."

"..."

"Brother Fan, save me!!!"

A heart-wrenching roar broke the silence.

Immediately after.

Came the second, the third.

"Brother Fan, save me, I'll give, I'll give it all!"

"Dad, you are my real dad, save me quickly!"

"As long as I can get out alive, my life is yours!"

The cries for help converged into a wave, actually drowning out the beast roars.

Li Hanyi, standing on the ice wall, turned livid instantly.

He turned his head abruptly.

Staring fixedly at that figure on the cliff.

"Lin Fan..."

"You are courting death!"