7: Chapter 7: Support Successful, But Now Under Scrutiny

Fangs Vessel: "Wait for it, I'm going in to give you all a live broadcast."

Emperor was very satisfied, but he still mocked:

"I have to criticize you for this. Isn't that exposing someone's secrets?"

"Hahaha, Brother Fangs did a great job. Hurry up and send it out for us to see."

"You guys are so mean. The kid finally managed to act like an expert, and you just have to expose him."

"Brother Fangs, rise up and expose that poser!"

"..."

Looking at the cheers flooding the screen, Fangs revealed a look of ecstasy, feeling incredibly firm in his decision.

Ever since Emperor revealed his A-rank Talent, Fangs had been the first to message him privately in worship and traded all the resources he had on hand.

The result was obvious: he had become Emperor's most trusted confidant.

Even a good opportunity like leading the charge was reserved for him.

Once Emperor realized his Talent's potential and developed rapidly, Fangs would be second only to one and above ten thousand.

Laughing uncontrollably, Fangs's gaze swept toward the light screen appearing before him.

"This support is quite advanced; I can even see the other party's perspective."

"I want to see exactly what you... Holy shit!"

As soon as he saw the situation on the other side, Fangs cried out and fell back onto his bamboo raft, his fingers trembling incessantly.

By now, most of the Piranhas besieging the Demon had been shot dead.

Blood had dyed the bamboo raft a dark red, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

A tall, burly man with muscles all over his body was ruthlessly drawing arrows, pulling his bow, and firing.

Dozens of arrows were stuck vertically into the water. Looking closely, every single arrow had a Piranha skewered on it.

Beside him, the captain of the Demon covered her mouth in shock, watching the burly man's performance.

Her skirt spread out, revealing a pair of snow-white, rounded calves.

Inside her sky-blue sandals, her pink feet gripped the soles tightly.

But at this moment, Fangs was in no mood to appreciate the view.

His eyelids twitched constantly, and his breathing almost stopped.

Emperor: "@Fangs Vessel, where are you? Did that kid get you killed?"

"Brother Fangs, say something! Hurry up and send the video for us to see."

"Could it be that the kid just died over there, and the smell of blood scared Fangs to death?"

"Hahaha, looks like it!"

"@Fangs Vessel, send the video quickly, stop stalling."

The chat window was constantly being flooded.

The vibration sound snapped Fangs back to his senses. He swallowed hard and laboriously typed into the chat window:

"I'll open a stream; see for yourselves..."

Fangs Vessel's message immediately jolted everyone.

"Haha, Fangs, why is your tone so off? Is it really that bloody?"

"Probably. That kid hasn't made a sound; he's likely been torn apart."

"@Fangs Vessel, I'm faint at the sight of blood, so don't make it too gory."

"It's already an apocalyptic survival situation, and you're still afraid of blood? How did you survive? Haha."

Amidst the laughter and mockery of the crowd, Fangs opened the vision sharing.

Swoosh...

Coincidentally, the Sharpshooter had just fired an arrow, capturing the attention of all the viewers.

"Good shot! Is this Brother Fangs? He's so good at shooting!"

"Brother Fangs is mighty!"

"Brother Fangs is domineering!"

Only Emperor frowned and remained silent.

He knew Fangs's specific situation all too well; how could he possibly have a bow and arrows?

In the next moment.

The arrow accurately struck a Piranha, blood splattering out and dyeing the bamboo raft another layer of red.

Just as everyone was about to marvel at Fangs's archery.

"Wait, that's not right!"

Someone exclaimed, "Isn't Fangs sharing his vision? Then what we're seeing now is from Fangs's perspective."

"Right, this burly man clearly can't be Fangs."

"Then who is he?"

The air suddenly fell silent for a moment as a common thought occurred to everyone.

Their gazes converged on the burly man simultaneously.

As if unaware he was being watched, the Sharpshooter remained expressionless.

Drawing an arrow, pulling the bow, and firing.

The last Piranha was shot dead!

On the surface of the sea, dozens of arrows were stuck vertically.

This terrifying scene made everyone lose the mood to even appreciate the beauty.

"Hiss... Could this be... china?"

"Holy crap, with that build, he could probably kill me with one punch."

"@Emperor, hey, look at his build. Is your Talent enough to handle that?"

"Nonsense, he just has a bit more muscle. What use is that? Brother Emperor has an A-rank Talent!"

After being tagged by several people, Emperor finally snapped out of it.

He swallowed hard, looked at his own thin arms, and said angrily:

"What use is muscle? This is ocean survival, not a fistfight! It depends on brains and Talent."

"This Great Master has an A-rank Combat Talent. Look at that kid—does he even dare to report his Talent? It's probably the lowest E-rank!"

As soon as he said this, his lackeys instantly revived and spoke out in condemnation.

Saying things like he's just a big oaf, all muscle and no brains.

Just then, a sharp-eyed person exclaimed:

"Look at the Mall! This is a recruited Sharpshooter! It's not him!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked again.

They all opened the Mall to check.

Only Emperor, who was now relieved, continued to mock:

"I told you, this coward didn't dare to come himself, so he sent a Crew Member."

"Exactly, exactly. Maybe his real body doesn't even have this much muscle."

"Haha, he has ten gold coins and instead of saving them for development, he spends them on a Sharpshooter just to show off."

"This young man, sigh... what should Uncle say about you?"

Amidst the various tones of the crowd, speechless ship scrolled to the Sharpshooter section in the Mall.

After comparing carefully, her pupils suddenly dilated.

speechless ship: "Shut your filthy mouths and open your eyes to see!"

speechless ship: "[Image x3]"

The three images she sent were the data for Sharpshooters of three different ranks: E through C.

After studying them in confusion for a moment, everyone suddenly froze.

Although they were all Sharpshooters, there were slight differences in appearance.

The most noticeable thing was the belt around the waist.

E-rank and D-rank both have white belts.

C-rank and B-rank have yellow belts.

long time ship: "Oh my god!"

Vase: "Wow! Brother Huaxia's Sharpshooter seems to be a C-rank that costs 500 gold coins!"

These words were like a thunderclap.

After repeated comparisons, everyone gasped in shock.

"Uncle was careless. Young man, you're impressive. Uncle gives you a thumbs up!"

"Why does he have five hundred gold coins to buy a Crew Member? I'm reporting someone for cheating!"

"Reporting for cheating +1."

"+2."

"500 gold coins? You might want to look again. In the Sharpshooter's description, he doesn't come with a bow and arrows naturally."

"Holy shit! You mean the bow and arrows were bought separately too?"

"Damn, he's not even trying to hide it anymore?"

"Holy shit, holy shit, shit shit shit!"

"Report +10086."

"Wuwu, I only have one gold coin, and this grandson actually..."

"To the person above, although it's embarrassing, our one gold coin seems to be thanks to him completing the mission reward."

"..."

"..."

"Mom, there's a cheater here!"

The beauty from the Demon, who was slumped on the ground, also had the chat window open the whole time.

Watching everyone's discussion, her mouth gradually widened.

Her gaze flickered over the Sharpshooter's expressionless face, and her face couldn't help but turn red.

"Oh my... Xiao Hudie, what's wrong with your eyes? How could you mistake him for someone else? So embarrassing..."

At first, she had actually mistaken the Sharpshooter for the main person and even praised china for being strong.

At the thought of this, she couldn't help but cover her head with both hands, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

After a while.

She pouted, "Hmph, how annoying! He didn't even tell me and let me make a fool of myself!"

Amidst the various looks from the crowd, the Sharpshooter silently retrieved all the arrows.

Then.

He dove into the Black Vortex and vanished.

For no other reason.

Chen Fan watched the dorsal fin rapidly approaching behind him, his eyelids twitching.

"Damn, do I have to be this unlucky?"