193: Chapter 193 The big boss has arrived! There's hope for clearing the game!

At the corner of the street, Chen You turned a corner and headed toward the square, riding that pudgy giant rabbit mount.

While controlling his mount, he skillfully pulled barrel-shaped firework cannons from his backpack one by one and casually tossed them into the sky.

[System Notification: You have used "Celebration Commemorative Cannon." Congratulations, you have received Copper Coins * 188.]

[System Notification: You have used "Celebration Commemorative Cannon." Congratulations, you have received "Inferior peiyuan pill" * 1.]

[System Notification: You have used "Celebration Commemorative Cannon." Congratulations, you have received Copper Coins * 88.]

...

Chen You looked at the string of nearly worthless system notifications, his lips twitching slightly.

"A ninety-nine gold coin gift pack, and all I get is this junk?"

He complained wildly in his head.

Since he already bought them, it would be a waste not to use them.

Following the principle of not letting things go to waste, he had been setting them off all along the way after leaving the Supreme Tower.

He had already fired off sixty or seventy shots, and the best reward so far was just an ordinary peiyuan pill.

He couldn't say they were completely useless, only that the cost-performance ratio was outrageously low.

It was purely for the spectacle.

However, when he saw the scene in the square, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Thousands of Adventurers, regardless of race or class, were all looking up, staring blankly at the night sky illuminated by the fireworks.

On those faces, there was no dejection or irritability from failing to clear the dungeon; instead, there was a nearly pious tranquility.

The entire square was filled with a strange atmosphere—a mixture of sadness, tenderness, and hope.

Hmm?

Chen You blinked, not quite understanding the situation.

"I'm just clearing out my inventory; what's with all these expressions of having your souls purified?"

Just then, as another firework shot into the sky, its brilliant light finally illuminated Chen You's figure at the corner of the street.

As well as his iconic, ridiculously large rabbit mount.

Someone in the crowd finally snapped out of it amidst the dazzling light and shadows.

"Look! Over there!"

"It's him! That giant rabbit mount... it's the immortal path pioneer!"

"Holy crap! So all these fireworks filling the sky were set off by him alone?"

"No kidding! Besides him, who else could burn money like this?"

"Only he could be this extravagant. He must be out of his mind... but I love it!"

After a brief moment of dead silence, the entire square instantly erupted!

Everyone's gaze, like searchlights, focused on Chen You in unison.

Shock, confusion, fanaticism, worship...

Various complex emotions intertwined, forming a massive aura that swept toward Chen You.

A Berserker stared blankly at Chen You, then looked up at the last firework about to dissipate in the sky, muttering to himself.

"We're here getting beaten to death, while he... he's celebrating with fireworks?"

"Celebrate my foot!" An Elven Magic Archer nearby rolled her eyes.

"Can't you feel it? Ever since he appeared, everyone's frustration has vanished."

"This might be some kind of... some kind of ritual we can't understand!"

"A ritual?"

"Yes! I feel a mysterious power, a power that can soothe the heart!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people around showed expressions of sudden realization.

That's it!

This Big Shot's actions could never be measured by common sense!

He seemed to be burning money for fun, but in reality, he had single-handedly soothed the collective negative emotions of thousands of top players in Thousand Light City who had failed to clear the dungeon!

What terrifying mental strength!

In an instant, all sorts of wild theories came pouring in.

"Is this the Big Shot's 'money power'? Soothing all souls in silence?"

"I get it! He's not setting off fireworks; he's purifying the 'demons' in our hearts! The resentment we feel from failure is our inner demon!"

"So terrifying! The immortal path pioneer is truly terrifying!"

Listening to the increasingly ridiculous discussions, the expression on Chen You's face became a bit stiff.

I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.

I just wanted to see if I could pull an SSR.

He was too lazy to explain, and there was no need to.

Looking at the remaining fireworks, he decided to keep them for now.

You never know if they might come in handy later.

With Chen You's arrival, the Adventurers on the edge subconsciously cleared a path.

However, even more Adventurers had realized the key point and swarmed toward Chen You.

The Big Shot has appeared!

The man who single-handedly activated the dungeon's Destruction Mode is here!

The super tycoon who uses bounties as loudspeakers is here!

What does this mean?

It means the hope of clearing [The Path of the Monarch] has arrived!

"Big Shot!"

Someone shouted first.

The next second, the entire square completely boiled over!

"Big Shot! Please carry us!"

"Big Shot! I have three thousand defense and eighty thousand HP. I can tank, I can fight, and I can shout 666!"

"Big Shot! Look at me! I'm a rare class, a 'Bard.' I can write poems for you and compose an 'Ode to Fireworks' to praise your greatness!"

"Get lost, you sycophant! Big Shot, I don't know how to do anything, but I can warm your bed!" An alluring female player winked.

Instantly, the entire square turned into a massive job fair.

No, even crazier than that.

It was simply a carnival to compete for "employment qualifications"!

To attract Chen You's attention, the players used every trick in the book.

A 2.5-meter-tall Centaur Warrior rushed to the very front and slammed his totem pole into the ground with a "thud."

Then he began to frantically beat his chest, making dull "bang bang bang" sounds, and roared with spit flying everywhere, "Big Shot! Pick me! I'll be your wall!"

A hot Witch jumped directly onto the warrior's totem pole and began showing off her dance moves, her robes fluttering, drawing a chorus of wolf howls from the surroundings.

Even more extreme, a Gnome Thief performed a sword-swallowing act on the spot, but his skills weren't up to par, and he choked on the hilt, his eyes rolling back.

The scene was momentarily chaotic.

Chen You watched this bizarre scene, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He finally understood.

These people had completely thrown away their dignity just to get him to carry them!

Chen You didn't speak; he just scanned the area, trying to see how to get through.

His silence, in the eyes of others, became the reserve and screening process of an expert.

"The Big Shot is observing us!"

"Show your real skills! This might be our only chance!"

Consequently, the "talent show" in the square became even more enthusiastic.

In the eyes of these Adventurers, it was, after all, a 25-man raid dungeon.

Even Big Shot Chen You would probably need to form a party.

Especially those level 20-something Adventurers who were around the same level as Chen You; they squeezed in front of him with a mix of restraint and abandon.

"Big Shot, I'm a 36D! Look at me, look at me!"

"You have the nerve to come here with a 36D? Look at me, I'm an F!"

"Big Shot, don't believe her; she's using padding to deceive you!"

Several seductive figures had already started a face-off on the spot, causing many Adventurers to snort in disdain.

"Shameless! This isn't a beauty pageant; have you all gone mad?" a Mage who had just finished swallowing a fireball couldn't help but curse.

"What do you know? Beneath that flamboyant exterior, I see hard work and sweat," a Kobold retorted.

"..."

Chen You looked at the figures before him, who could be called human tanks, and felt his scalp go numb.

He finally couldn't help but cough lightly.

The whole place instantly fell silent.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chen You spoke softly.

"Excuse me, please let me through. I already have a group."