275: Chapter 275 You get the benefits, I'll do the dirty work.

"God You is about to speak!"

"Everyone shut the hell up! If anyone makes another sound, I'll be the first to hack them to pieces!"

The crowd, which had been shoving and cursing just a second ago, turned into the most devout believers the next.

Chen You took a deep breath as he watched this bizarre scene.

"I have felt everyone's enthusiasm."

Chen You spoke slowly, his slightly weary voice clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"However, you seem to have misunderstood one thing."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the Heaven-Reaching Jade Gold Incense that was slowly burning and emitting a netherworld aura.

"The ancestors' wrath is not as simple as you imagine."

"Do you think this is just an ordinary monster siege?"

His tone carried a faint hint of pity.

"It is an opportunity, but also a bait."

"It is meant to make you slaughter each other for petty gains at the entrance of this small tomb."

Chen You's voice was flat, yet it caused the players' surging enthusiasm to stall.

Slaughter each other?

Many players instinctively glanced at those around them, their eyes filled with a hint of wariness.

Right, with so many people blocking one entrance, who would get the loot in the end?

Who would the dropped equipment belong to?

The warrior player from "Broken Net" frowned, sensing that things weren't simple, but he still stubbornly said:

"God You, do you mean... we shouldn't be guarding this place?"

Chen You didn't answer directly but instead asked a question in return.

"Do you think the experience rewards for a main city's hidden world event would only be concentrated in this single doorway?"

This question plunged even more people into deep thought.

Indeed, who was God You?

He was the man who had single-handedly activated Destruction Mode, someone even the top three on the leaderboard begged to be carried by!

How could mere mortals like them fathom his vision?

If he said this place was a trap, then it most likely was!

However, just as some players began to waver and consider retreating, a violent commotion and shouting erupted from the back of the crowd.

"Fuck! Who the hell pushed me!"

"Don't block the way in front! Let me in! I want to witness God You's elegance with my own eyes!"

"Witness my ass! You just want to squeeze forward and steal a spot! Get back!"

"Brother, you're making things very difficult for me!"

Clang!

The crisp sound of weapons clashing rang out, accompanied by a scream.

"You damn well dare to strike?!"

"So what if I did? Brothers, this bastard wants to cut the line, get him!"

Chaos instantly spread.

The players in the back, unable to see the situation ahead and hearing keywords like "monster siege" and "massive experience," were terrified of missing out on a fortune and tried every means to squeeze forward.

Meanwhile, the players in front held onto their "prime spots" stubbornly, refusing to budge an inch.

Tensions flared, quickly escalating from shoving to small-scale skirmishes.

Colorful skill lights exploded haphazardly at the back of the crowd, and the scene spiraled out of control.

"Everyone stop right fucking now!" Blazing Fire roared in anger, turning back to shout, "Do you want to die, using violence in front of my Foster Father?!"

However, his deterrent power was clearly far inferior to Chen You's.

The chaos continued to intensify.

Seeing this familiar "player" nature, Chen You didn't get angry; instead, he sighed softly.

This sigh was filled with helplessness, disappointment, and a trace of the weariness that comes from dealing with the "unteachable."

Every player who heard this sigh felt their heart tighten.

It's over, God You is angry.

Our ugly mortal faces have defiled God You's eyes.

The player who struck first turned even paler, his grip on his blade faltering.

Chen You looked up at the chaos and shook his head.

"Forget it."

He softly uttered two words.

"Since it's come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore."

Chen You slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping across the field, his eyes so deep they seemed capable of seeing through everyone's soul.

"The true opportunity is not here."

These words, vibrating with spiritual power, resonated through the heavens and earth.

The players in the midst of the brawl instinctively stopped upon hearing this.

All eyes converged on Chen You once again.

Chen You raised a finger and pointed far off toward Thousand Light City.

"The main undead army has been suppressed here by the 'Heaven-Reaching Jade Gold Incense' I set up, unable to move."

"But their vanguard, an Undead General wielding the Frost... ahem, wielding the 'Blade of Sorrow,' has already led a squad of elites to bypass this location."

"Soon, they will reach the west gate of Thousand Light City!"

Chen You began to talk nonsense without batting an eye.

"That Undead General carries a recipe fragment for the ancient divine artifact, the 'Crown of the Filthy Demon King.' That is the greatest opportunity in this scourge..."

He intentionally trailed off, wearing an expression that said, "I can only reveal this much."

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

All the players' eyes widened, and their breathing became heavy.

A divine artifact recipe fragment!

Compared to grinding ordinary mobs here, which would be better: intercepting and killing a boss carrying a divine artifact recipe?

You could figure that out with your toes!

"God You... what do you mean?" a player who looked like a guild leader asked with a trembling voice.

Chen You revealed a mysterious smile. "The resentment at the source is the most dangerous; I must personally guard this place."

"As for those clowns taking the detour..."

He paused, looked around at everyone, and said in a tone full of trust and expectation:

"I'll leave them to you. Go, let me see that as warriors of this world, you are unrivaled."

As his voice fell.

Chen You's noble image of "if I don't enter hell, who will" instantly soared in the hearts of all the players.

So...

He wants to guard the most dangerous place himself and leave the juiciest opportunity to us!

What noble character!

What selfless dedication!

Besides, the terrain outside the city gates is vast; there's no need for so many people to be squeezed together!

We have to go quickly; if we're late, we'll miss out!

"God You is truly righteous!"

Someone was the first to shout.

The next second, a tsunami of cheers erupted completely.

"God You is truly righteous!"

"We will never fail God You's trust!"

"Brothers! To the East Gate! For the divine artifact recipe! Charge!"

"Get out of the way! That Undead General is mine!"

The player army instantly turned around, transforming into a steel torrent as they dashed toward the East City Gate.

Their speed and momentum were faster than refugees fleeing for their lives.

Blazing Fire was closest to Chen You, so he naturally ended up at the tail end of the migrating crowd.

He bowed deeply to Chen You.

"Foster Father, take care!"

"..."

Chen You suppressed the urge to draw his sword and simply waved his hand.

In less than two minutes, the once crowded entrance to the Tomb of Thousand Lights became empty, leaving only Chen You.

Along with that ten-meter giant incense still slowly burning.

Chen You watched the direction the players had vanished, dropped his charlatan expression, and let out a long breath.

They're finally gone.

This wasn't actually just about the benefits.

Of course, some people would doubt Chen You's words, and others wouldn't want to move.

However, once the majority of players chose to relocate, those who didn't want to leave or wanted to fish in troubled waters lost the confidence to block the entrance.

Following the crowd is the survival rule for the minority.

Chen You clapped his hands in satisfaction and turned toward the slowly opening Spatial Rift.

A wild wind howled, swirling joss paper through the sky.

The ten-minute preparation time passed in the blink of an eye.