Mo Yang never expected that the Proverbs in microphone mode would have such a terrifying built-in effect.
He unquestionably became the brightest star of the entire auction. However, this flamboyance couldn’t console his heart, which felt like it was going crazy under the scrutiny of everyone. He thought that if it weren’t for his strong mental resilience, he might have gone weak in the legs at this moment, unable to utter a word.
Nevertheless, Mo Yang quickly adjusted his mindset after the initial shock.
He straightened his posture, tried to appear more natural in his expression, and spoke with a more commanding tone.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this is not the time to panic. You all have protective gear with you, right? So, what are you waiting for? Take it out! Some of you around have fallen under the influence of a malevolent force. Do not trust anyone around you! We are facing a common crisis, and we must keep our composure and stand together to overcome it!”
As Mo Yang delivered this speech, the microphone’s built-in music became solemn and inspiring, igniting a surge of determination in people’s hearts. However, amidst their regained composure and focus, they couldn’t help but cast somewhat peculiar glances at him. They found his sudden appearance and demeanor rather odd. And, why did this scene seem strangely familiar?
But Bai Linger and Ouyang Qi, among others who had intended to create chaos and kill during the confusion, were incensed by Mo Yang’s sudden power display. This instantly ruined their plans to eliminate a significant portion of the attendees.
The wealthy individuals, who had been alerted, promptly activated the protective shields they carried with them. While the auction strictly forbade weapons, protective shields were allowed as many of the attendees were influential figures. These high-quality shields significantly reduced casualties in the chaotic atmosphere.
Fuming, Bai Linger gave the order to the assassins in the audience who had heard them talking: “Start by killing the brightest one!”
At that moment, Mo Yang was running towards Ouyang Qi and Feng Yu, helping them deal with the assassins wearing distinctive black leather suits. When he heard Bai Linger’s command, he froze for three seconds, his mouth twitching. He couldn’t believe he was the brightest target in the room, and the irony was not lost on him.
“You guys can fend for yourselves. I’m out of here.”
Mo Yang said this and was about to run, but Wan Mei stopped him. He handed him two small, transparent glass vials. As soon as he saw the vials, he smiled; these were the lifesavers for critical situations.
At least ten assassins had simultaneously identified Mo Yang as their target and were closing in from different angles. Mo Yang sensed the hidden intent to kill within the chaos and realized that his conspicuousness was a problem. He couldn’t just stand there and become an easy target, so he started running with powerful strides. He also began providing live commentary as he went, pointing out his location and what he was doing.
“Ah! I’ve now reached the auction’s exit. The exit’s gates are tightly closed, and several assassins are lurking here, waiting for unsuspecting lambs to walk into their trap! Comrades, do not head towards the exit. Find the location of Ouyang Qi and Feng Yu; these two outstanding heroes from the Federation will assist you!”
The assassins hidden near the exit were now in trouble, and the wealthy elites who had initially been heading in that direction changed course. As for the assassins who had planned to approach Mo Yang while he was giving his speech and were about to reach him, they were briefly stunned by the deafening “Ah!” Mo Yang had just shouted. Mo Yang seized this opportunity and, with his self-contained spotlight and upbeat music, made his escape from the auction exit.
Then, he arrived at the auction’s snack and refreshment area, which was now a mess.
“Ah, what a waste! Bai Linger and Ouyang Qi, you evil men and women, not only are you killing people, but you’re also wasting so much food! I think I see a jug of refreshing milk in there! All of it’s gone to waste because of you!”
“Waste!”
“Waste!”
“Waste!”
Mo Yang passed through the area, and he was surprised that the microphone still echoed his sighing tone based on his thoughts. In the vast auction hall, everyone could hear his voice.
The assassins who had been startled by the echoing “Waste!” were once again left frozen, ” @ # % $ !” Can’t you just run seriously without talking, agh!
Bai Linger and Ouyang Qi: “…” They were on the verge of exploding in anger!
Bai Linger: “I’ll pay 10 billion to have him killed!”
The assassins, who had previously been somewhat disheartened, were now re-energized. 10 billion! That was a substantial sum!
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Ouyang Qi was equally frustrated, but he was in the process of assembling what appeared to be a highly lethal barrel. He and Bai Linger had planned to use this laser obliteration cannon, which could take out most of the attendees in one shot if they encountered obstacles after the elites activated their protective shields.
However, assembly took time, and with the auction hall being so dark and Mo Yang’s intermittent presence accompanied by his provocative commentary and music, even though he had assembled it numerous times before, Ouyang Qi’s movements and hands were not coordinated.
Smack.
Ouyang Qi misplaced a component once again, gritting his teeth. “Tell that kid to shut up! His constant running and shouting are making it impossible for me to concentrate!”
Bai Linger was about to say something, but Emperor Qin had already come over to her, “I’ll help you kill him, but his microphone must go to me, and I want 10 billion as well.”
Although Bai Linger found Mo Yang’s microphone somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, she currently wanted nothing more than to tear Mo Yang to pieces. She nodded, “Alright, go ahead!”
So, Emperor Qin beckoned, and his subordinates, Fei Ying, Harris, Little Hou, and Qing Nu, all targeted the brightest figure in the darkness—that Black Dog.
Emperor Qin’s expression was dark; he wasn’t sure if 001 had lied to him. He hadn’t received any system prompts for “Fengming.” Perhaps the game only provided prompts at the very end. However, Emperor Qin looked at Mo Yang’s microphone, which came with its own spotlight and background music, and he knew that this microphone in the young man’s hands was more likely to be the “King’s Scepter,” the most formidable weapon in the game that could be used for attack, defense, and support.
He had entered the game to obtain this “King’s Scepter,” the most powerful and versatile weapon in the game, as 001 had mentioned. If the “King’s Scepter” fell into someone else’s hands, it was an outcome he could not accept under any circumstances.
Emperor Qin casually stashed “Fengming” in his pocket, then slightly bent his legs, and the next moment, he rushed toward Mo Yang at incredible speed.
Mo Yang was still joyfully skipping around in the venue when Proverbs suddenly vibrated in his hand. Startled, he instinctively moved to the side, and a sword, gleaming with cold light, sliced through the air, narrowly missing a strand of his hair.
Mo Yang’s entire body broke out in a cold sweat in that instant. With the fastest speed, he darted backward while exclaiming angrily, “What the hell! Are you so shameless that you’d attack without warning!”
However, Emperor Qin’s movements did not pause. He continued to attack Mo Yang relentlessly as if he were an inescapable ghost. His successive sword strikes were getting faster and faster, leaving Mo Yang no room for mockery. He had to fully focus on fending off Emperor Qin’s attacks, as a small wound on his left jaw would appear on his neck with the next strike.
This man was exceptionally strong. Mo Yang considered himself one of the most agile and swift players, and he had even been able to hold his ground against Song Kefeng, resulting in a mutual defeat. But Emperor Qin was giving him a sluggish feeling, as if he were being outpaced in terms of speed, and Emperor Qin’s ability to split a solid table with a single sword strike indicated a terrifying level of strength.
For the first three minutes, Mo Yang was only able to evade and escape.
However, the more Mo Yang dodged, the more frustrated he became. The determined look in Emperor Qin’s eyes seemed to challenge him further. Eventually, he abruptly halted, clutching the Proverbs in both hands and pulling it in opposite directions. The Proverbs microphone transformed, taking on the form of a mysterious spear in the next moment.
“Damn it! You think I can only take a beating?!”
Clang! A sharp sound rang out as the mysterious spear clashed with Emperor Qin’s sword. Mo Yang engulfed in fury, didn’t let the battle go on silently.
“Who do you think you are?”
“Why not use your real name, Emperor Qin?”
“Do you think you’re Qin Shi Huang? Haha, Emperor Qin Shi Huang is sleeping soundly in his tomb now. Why don’t you join him in eternal slumber?”
“Look at you, you don’t seem like a good person! Hiding behind a mask!”
“Given your age, you should have outgrown your edgy phase a long time ago. Why are you still clinging to world domination fantasies?”
“Wake up! It’s a different era!”
Mo Yang taunted Emperor Qin while battling him, and to Mo Yang’s delight, for some reason, whether it was because he had consumed the “Holy Sword” and “Admonition,” or because the “Proverbs” itself had the ability to infuriate opponents, even in its current form as a mysterious spear, his words were still amplified with its built-in microphone and spotlight. Only the background music was missing, but that was enough for everyone to hear his taunts. Even Emperor Qin, who had been composed at first, now appeared increasingly irritated.
This type of combat style was exactly what Mo Yang enjoyed. He felt that he and the first President of the Federation must be kindred spirits!
However, Emperor Qin’s anger was not so easily handled. After Mo Yang’s barrage of taunts, he left a deep gash on Mo Yang’s arm. At this point, the fastest of Emperor Qin’s subordinates, Little Hou, had sent his specially crafted basketball hurtling toward Mo Yang’s head like a missile. Little Hou revealed an evil smirk.
Unfortunately, the basketball did not hit Mo Yang’s head. Instead, it was batted away by a chubby man wielding a club. At this moment, the chubby man resembled a solid small mountain, and he regarded the untouched basketball with a hint of regret. “What a good-quality basketball.”
Meanwhile, Fei Ying had silently arrived behind Mo Yang. His dagger darted toward Mo Yang like a nimble serpent, but it was intercepted by Song Kefeng, who moved even faster. Song Kefeng, staring at Fei Ying, displayed an unmistakable look of intent to kill in his eyes. After all, in this game, one could kill others without causing real death. Song Kefeng, who had effortlessly sent six soldiers to their graves, had decided to make Fei Ying experience the fear of death, hoping that it would instill some reverence for life in him.
Both Little Hou and Fei Ying were blocked, leaving Emperor Qin with Qing Nu and Harris. However, these two were stopped by Wan Mei, who appeared to be the most cultured and least combative.
Wan Mei stood quietly, his hands nonchalantly resting in the pockets of his white coat. “The environment is chaotic; it’s better not to wander around.”
Harris, who had not given this person, dressed in a white coat, any notice, swung a punch down. “Get out of the way and don’t block the path!”
However, his punch did not land as he had intended. While he was entirely unaware, this person had already appeared in front of him. A punch struck a certain point on Harris’s chest, causing intense pain in his heart. The next moment, Harris’s entire body went weak, and he collapsed on the ground. He fell so quickly that not even Qing Nu, who was standing beside him, couldn’t hide the expression of shock and horror on her face.
Wan Mei crouched down and began his dark research. However, before he began to work, he looked up at Qing Nu. “You won’t run away, will you?”
Qing Nu was frozen in place, and she couldn’t help but shiver as she felt a chill running down her spine. She was well-versed in psychology and considered herself highly accurate at reading people. From Wan Mei’s gaze and his previous actions, she could discern how cold and emotionless the man appeared beneath his attractive and cultured exterior. His eyes treated everything as ants.
Qing Nu stood still, unable to fathom how such a person existed in this world. What baffled her even more was that this man, who should have been a ruthless killer, was actively protecting someone. Wasn’t he supposed to be a cold-blooded murderer?
Mo Yang was still at a disadvantage in his battle with Emperor Qin. At this point, Emperor Qin finally spoke, and his words greatly displeased Mo Yang.
“How did you obtain the ‘Proverbs’?”
Mo Yang instantly understood Emperor Qin’s intent. He snickered, “You’re quite clueless, huh? You thought you had everything under control, but in the end, I got the bigger piece of the pie. Are you fuming right now? You’re right. I have the ‘Proverbs,’ but as for how I obtained it, I won’t tell you! It must be driving you crazy!”
Mo Yang glanced at Emperor Qin’s pocket when he said this, and he saw the bulging outline in his pocket. He was sure that “Phoenix Cry” was in this person’s pocket. Mo Yang felt extremely lucky because Emperor Qin didn’t know that “Proverbs” could evolve by swallowing it. That’s why he didn’t care about putting “Phoenix Cry” in his pocket. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have had a chance to get “Phoenix Cry.”
Mo Yang’s words clearly infuriated Emperor Qin and the wealthy people who had been forced to watch the fight from time to time finally realized it at this moment.
One person slapped his thigh hard, “It’s ‘Proverbs’!! I was wondering why that scene looked so familiar! I saw a documentary in elementary school history class of the legendary president passionately giving speeches with Proverbs while running all over the battlefield!”
“Oh, now that you mention it, I remember too! My goodness, it’s exactly the same, complete with music and lighting! But hasn’t Proverbs been missing for over a hundred years? It’s been found!”
“Wow, this is big news. And to be able to experience the inspiration and battles of Proverbs live on the scene, I’m really glad I came! Hahaha, I need to take a picture. Oh, I really want to buy Proverbs!”
The auction house was in a heated discussion about the legendary president’s exclusive microphone, Proverbs, and Emperor Qin narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, he sheathed his longsword, formed his hands into claws, and pounced directly on Mo Yang.
Mo Yang knew from his posture that he was about to forcibly take his weapon. This was absolutely unacceptable. He endured a strike from Emperor Qin, took a few steps back, and bent the Black Spear around his neck. In the next moment, the Black Spear transformed into a black necklace, which was the form of Proverbs’ Ink Jade Pendant.
Unless Emperor Qin broke his neck, he wouldn’t be able to get Proverbs.
But at this moment, Mo Yang was already covered in injuries. He was quickly caught by Emperor Qin, and Proverbs was tightly wrapped around his neck. Emperor Qin looked at Mo Yang coldly.
“Give me Proverbs, and I’ll spare your life!”
Mo Yang’s face turned red, and in the darkness, he pretended to struggle while using one hand to hold onto Emperor Qin’s chest. With the other hand, he reached into his pocket and grabbed “Phoenix Cry.”
A triumphant smile appeared on his face, and Emperor Qin frowned instinctively. Mo Yang said: “Here you go! Level up!”
Mo Yang pressed “Phoenix Cry” against the Proverbs on his neck to initiate the upgrade. At the same time, Wan Mei, who had already dissected most of Harris’s life, stood up, turned around, and threw the bloodstained dissecting knife in his hand.
The highest-level weapon in the entire dream world was like the most powerful concealed weapon. Emperor Qin actually felt that he couldn’t block this flying knife with his hands. With a moment of hesitation, Mo Yang kicked away the person in front of him, and the flying knife pierced through Small Hou’s basketball. The basketball, which couldn’t withstand the impact of the serrated blade, was punctured and deflated.
Small Hou stared at his basketball with wide eyes and burst into tears.
At this moment, Proverbs completed the final consumption.
The system’s notification sounded.
[Congratulations to the player Yang Heigou for successfully obtaining the ‘King’s Scepter,’ the top-tier hidden weapon in the Bloody Monopoly, initial complete version. You have achieved an S-rank clear in this game. After the game ends, the Dream World Weapon Rankings will be opened. Players, keep up the good work!]
In that instant, all nine players in the area were shaken.
And Emperor Qin’s gaze towards Mo Yang had become extremely sinister.
“Yang Heigou.”
He must die.
Author’s Note –
Emperor Qin: The Black Dog must die!
Black Dog: No, I won’t die.
Wan Mei: No, he won’t die.
006 and 009: No, he can’t die!
That echoes were so hilarious 😂😂
+1 😂
he called him out hahahhahaha
wolrd domination lolololol
his eighth grader syndrome is so embarrassing lmao