Mo Yang directly rolled his eyes at Wan Mei, saying, “Just tell us already.”
Wan Mei smiled and playfully pinched the face of his black dog, then leaned close to Mo Yang’s ear with a somewhat formulaic and boastful tone, “Special item.”
Mo Yang’s eyes widened instantly, looking at him as if to say, “Are you kidding me?” He knew that he never relied on intuition or luck, only on data and strength.
Wan Mei just raised his lips, “You know, many times our successes are attributed to luck by others, but they are actually a result of our strength. Some succeed by intuition, some by strength, but the outcome is the same.”
Mo Yang’s mouth twitched. So, what his great demon lord wanted to express was that even without relying on intuition or incredible luck, as long as one had strength, they could achieve the same impressive results as the luckiest ones.
For example, when it came to solving puzzles, some relied on intuition while others relied on strength. In the end, they were all winners.
“Hehe. You’re amazing.”
“So, how did you find this book? What’s the use of it?”
Wan Mei took the book and opened it, flipping to a certain page and pointing to a somewhat pale illustration. “Does it look familiar?”
Mo Yang leaned over to take a look and was instantly shocked.
[Night Stalker: An exclusive species on the Silver Moon planet, aggressive and fond of killing. It roams during snowy nights to hunt and indulge in slaughter. It possesses extremely fast speed, great strength, and the ability to mimic changes.]
[Hundreds of years ago, Silver Moon experienced a great war between tens of thousands of Night Stalkers and humans. In the end, humans achieved a bitter victory, with their numbers reduced by half. The Night Stalkers were exterminated.]
[Weaknesses: Sensitive sense of smell, low intelligence.]
Looking at this page, Mo Yang said, “Clearly, this book is not entirely accurate, as there are still some surviving Night Stalkers. However, based on that last weakness, this book is indeed formidable.”
Wan Mei nodded and then put the “Comprehensive Encyclopedia of Global Species” into his backpack. Obviously, besides his black dog, he didn’t plan to share this information with anyone else.
However, Zhou Api, the shameless fatty, had already squeezed over during their conversation, not caring that he was acting like a giant light bulb. After reading the information, he became excited. “Hey, Boss Bai, indeed, you’re even more awesome!”
His voice was loud, causing everyone to turn their heads. At this time, everyone’s mood was not good, as they had thought they had hope in their hands, but they hadn’t found any items all afternoon.
Zhou Api didn’t care about the gazes of these people and chuckled a few times, “Since everyone is looking over, let me share this information with you all! Maybe it can help us survive! Just now, my Boss Bai found a special item in the library. Although it’s not a direct counter to the Night Stalker, it does reveal the Night Stalker’s weakness.”
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Everyone quickly gathered around, forgetting about Zhou Api’s showing off. They asked one after another, “What weakness is it?”
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They didn’t hear any specific content like “The Night Stalker fears silver weapons” or “The Night Stalker fears garlic,” but in their current situation of not finding any items, just knowing about the Night Stalker’s sensitive sense of smell and low intelligence was enough.
Suddenly, a voice from the crowd said, “Does that mean I have to hold in my farts? Should I let one rip when the Night Stalker comes to kill me?”
Everyone: “…” Are you treating yourself as a stink bug?! You can fart whenever you want, okay?!
“Can we talk about something useful? How about going to the kitchen and finding some pungent condiments like peppercorn, mustard, chili, and stinky fish? Anything with a strong smell?”
When this sentence came out, someone quickly rushed to the kitchen. However, soon after, he came out, holding his head, with the kitchen’s lady following behind, her hands on her hips.
“Guests, if you’re hungry, just let us know. We can prepare snacks and meals for you. But why did you just take our condiments and ingredients without permission?! Just a moment ago, you guys rummaged through our kitchen without permission, and we let it slide since you are guests. But now you’re taking things without asking? Even if the kitchen items aren’t valuable, they still belong to the castle’s owner! You have no right to take them!”
Others who also wanted to find garlic, chili, and stinky fish from the kitchen: “…”
At this moment, Mo Yang stood up with a smile, approached the kitchen lady, and said, “Aunty, please don’t be angry. The items in the kitchen naturally belong to the castle’s owner. We shouldn’t take them without permission. However, I would like to apply to buy some from you. I think the food here is delicious, and the ingredients must be of good quality. I’d like to take them as souvenirs.”
With that, the kitchen lady put on a smiling face in front of everyone. “Oh, little Yang, you make a lot of sense. We do have some things that we sell to visitors as local specialties. Come, come to my room. I’ll call everyone else, and you can tell us what you want. We’ll give you a discount.”
Mo Yang followed the smiling kitchen lady, leaving behind the male player who had just been beaten with a head full of lumps, looking angry, “Why?! How come he can go in and buy things, and I can’t even if I went in after getting beaten?!”
Upon hearing the player’s words, everyone turned to look at him and then collectively showed a pitying look. The male player, feeling enraged, asked, “What kind of look is that from all of you?!”
Then, a female player with fiery red lips playfully tapped her red nails and smiled, “Hey, why did you get beaten up? Don’t you have any sense of danger?”
The male player was furious and slammed the table, “Just because he looks a little better!!!”
But the truth was that he wasn’t just a little good-looking. He was incredibly handsome, standing out like a beacon on a ten-mile street.
Meanwhile, Mo Yang activated a mysterious passive skill that allowed players to buy special products from the castle staff. They found the items to be incredibly peculiar:
“What the heck! Dried salted goods, dead rats?! Since when can dead rats be used as preserved goods? And it costs 200 Dream Coins! Why don’t they go steal them?!”
“Dried dead rats are one thing, but there’s also this craftwork of unwashed socks for five years… I swear… Alright, I’ll buy it for 300 Dream Coins. Ugh! I can’t believe I’m buying socks that are so foul-smelling. They might even make me vomit, but it’s better than being killed by the Night Stalker! Ugh!”
“Wait, brother, are you going all out on this? If you vomit every three to five minutes, it’ll end up hurting you more than the enemy!”
“That’s still better than losing my life! Ugh!”
Other players: “…That’s harsh.”
“Oh, there’s also super stinky tofu! I’m going… this smells worse than the shit I took this morning! Buying it!!”
“Oh, the smell of this mustard is really effective. Tears are coming down my eyes. Can you make it cheaper, Auntie? I’ll buy a bottle!”
Finally, the staff members laughed heartily, earning a lot from these peculiar purchases.
In order to be safe, Qi Hong and the others bought three different types of specialty products on the advice of Xiao Junshi, including smelly socks, smelly salted fish, and spoiled perfume. Zhou Api came back with a loaf of burnt bread, and even Song Kefeng, a fighting master who was very sure of his own strength, also bought a bag of the local specialty green vegetables that tasted similar to coriander.
Zhou Api shook his head, “The smell of this cilantro isn’t strong enough, Officer Song. Smell this bread of mine; it’s definitely burnt enough to give you a headache. Cilantro is useless.”
Song Kefeng, who has always detested cilantro, replied, “No, cilantro smells the worst.”
Zhou Api shrugged, okay, let it be. He then turned to Wan Mei.
Wan Mei seemed to be carefully studying the meat and vegetables from their dinner. He had an inexplicably scary determination, as if he could research anything wherever he went. What a terrifying spirit!
Mo Yang, on the other hand, dismantled the situation, saying, “He just went around, but nobody sold anything to him. So, he didn’t buy anything.” Probably, he was ignored again.
Wan Mei’s hand paused, and he sliced a piece of vegetable.
Having purchased life-saving items, everyone felt a little more at ease. Although the hall was filled with an incredibly disgusting smell, they strangely found it calming to stay there. It was already past 8 p.m., and logically, they should have returned to their rooms.
However, the male player who had narrowly missed getting an item suddenly spoke up, “I have a premonition… Maybe it would be safer for us to stay here tonight.”
Everyone’s heart skipped a beat. Why are you talking about premonitions at a time like this?!
“We don’t have to force you to do anything. You can decide for yourselves.”
In the end, out of the 80 players, 64 of them hesitantly chose to stay in the hall. They had already placed candles and opened emergency flashlights in various places to be prepared in case of a sudden power outage.
Mo Yang’s group of seven also stayed, and Wan Mei announced sudently, “I will buy Night Stalker body parts at a high price, such as hair, nails, and blood. For 1000 Dream Coins each.”
The other sixty or so people in the hall: “???” Why did he suddenly blurt out such a sentence?
Before everyone could ask for clarification, the eerie and sharp laughter of the Night Stalker suddenly echoed from outside:
“Hahaha hahaha hehehehe… Gah!!”
Along with the laughter, a ghostly figure suddenly leaped down from the top floor window of the castle. However, just as everyone was shocked and on guard, hastily opening their own bizarre specialty products, the arrogant and domineering Night Stalker suddenly stopped laughing in mid-air.
Night Stalker: “!!!!”
“Ugh——”
“Gaga, gaga, gaga… wah ah ah ah!! Ugh!!”
The people in the hall watched in horror as the Night Stalker, who had almost fallen when he landed, covered his mouth and nose. His crimson eyes showed a hint of fear when confronted with the nauseating mixture of various foul, sour, and spicy odors that permeated the entire hall.
Damn, how could humans bear to make themselves nauseous as well as nauseate him?!!
The Night Stalker endured and didn’t vomit, turning around and running out of the castle. Once he left, several players who couldn’t hold it in any longer immediately vomited.
“Ugh! Damn it, the Night Stalker actually ran away, ugh!!”
“Close the bags quickly! I, I can’t take it anymore, ugh!!”
Mo Yang had two tissues stuffed up his nose and looked at the mess on the ground, feeling nauseous himself.
Damn, no, they still had to find the item tomorrow. This method of defending against enemies was just too disgusting and terrible! Ugh!!
Author’s note –
Night Stalker: Humans… truly are a species that can degrade themselves so readily. Ugh!!!
Best way of defense I can’t. Thank you for the chapters !
I’m really weak for bad smells and vomiting, so I prefer death
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Wheezing
This is the legendary dealing 800 damage to self and 1000 to enemy XD
I’m just imagining this scene 🤣🤣🤣🤣
Humans have degradation kink HAHAHAHAHA JUST KIDDING
this way of self harm is too insidious…