Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 560 Prophecy
"Lord Crossing the River..."

The sudden turn of events caught the two Muddy Countrymen off guard. Yamamoto, whose eyeball was parasitized, was writhing on the ground in agony as one of his eyeballs was gouged out, letting out screams like a pig being slaughtered.

"help me!!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Help me quickly..."

With twisted hands reaching towards the river crossing that was instinctively retreating, Yamamoto raised his neck, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, and roared incessantly.

"Yamamoto-kun!"

Still shaken from crossing the river, I regained my footing and found that the other party hadn't made any other moves besides being attacked by something that had appeared out of nowhere. This calmed me down a bit, and some other thoughts began to pop into my head.

At this moment, Yamamoto's parasitized left eye was covered in blood, with deep red blood vessels spreading outwards from the eye socket. His originally unremarkable appearance now revealed a hint of evil.

"Help me...help me...!" Yamamoto's mind was completely consumed by panic, and all he could do was cry for help from those around him.

Duhe narrowed his eyes slightly, took out a sharp knife, and took two steps closer: "I'm coming to help you, just bear with me!"

As he spoke, the dagger did not pierce the strange eyeball, but instead gradually approached Yamamoto's neck.

Just one cut!

After the first strike, not only can he keep all the treasures in the tomb for himself, but he can also obtain the three highest quality items that Yamamoto possesses!
"If even the guardian monsters in the tomb have such power, how precious must the burial goods inside be?"

Crossing the river, his greed grew uncontrollably and wildly. "It has to be at least diamond quality, right?"

Licking his dry lips, Duhe steeled his resolve, raising his dagger to finish off Yamamoto.

But at that moment, his eyes suddenly rolled upwards and glanced at Duhe, revealing a strange and evil look: "Suicide!"

A red light flashed, and Duhe's gaze came into contact with the eyeball's. Duhe's eyes instantly became dull and lifeless. The dagger that was about to plunge down changed direction after the eyeball gave the command, and plunged deep into Duhe's own throat.

Under the stimulation of pain, Duhe's bewildered eyes cleared and then turned into a look of terror.

He found that his body was out of his control, and with a flick of his wrist, the dagger tore a hideous wound into his neck.

Large gushes of blood gushed out, and his physical strength seemed to have found a way to rapidly drain away.

"Low...Low..."

Duhe opened his mouth wide to breathe, but the air he inhaled came out of his neck, and the turbid blood foam made a soft gurgling sound.

puff.

He fell backward as he crossed the river. Lying on the ground, he was not quite dead yet, his eyes filled with infinite fear of death approaching.

His body convulsed from the pain, and he was unable to make any large movements because he was controlled by the evil eye.

He was tormented for almost two minutes before he finally breathed his last in despair.

Even in death, he never understood why his body became uncontrollable after that eye merely glanced at him and issued a command.

"hehe."

The blood vessels around the Evil Eye gradually disappeared, and there was no sign of life in Yamamoto's other eye. His body, like a puppet, stiffly and twistedly got up from the ground.

"With such weak mental strength, are there no leaders among this group of players?" 'Yamamoto' muttered to himself, "I never expected that after so long, I would encounter players from a planet almost identical to those from my hometown."

"Blue Star?"

Yamamoto moved his hands and feet, gradually regaining his freedom: "The Blue Star has descended, the storm has subsided. The prophecy was indeed correct; this generation of players comes from the Blue Star, and the mental storm is about to be quelled..."

Taking out his ID card and confirming that he could use it under his current circumstances, Yamamoto smiled with satisfaction.

I randomly chose a direction to go and open the door.

"Now that the Blue Star players have appeared, the second half of the prophecy should also be correct."

beep.

The identity card was successfully read, the metal door slowly opened, and Yamamoto walked in. "Blue Star has descended, the storm has subsided."

"Dragon soars across the universe, fantasy unfolds amidst mountains and seas."

"Old friends, it's time to wake up..."

The figure was swallowed up by the light screen.

Evil eye.

They left the mountain.

……

"Have you decided yet?"

Xiao held a diamond-quality longsword upside down and coaxed the player lying on the ground in front of him: "This weapon is made of high-purity vibranium. Selling it to you for 300 points of gene force is not expensive at all. It's already a very good deal."

"Three hundred points? Why didn't you just rob me?!" The blond, blue-eyed player lay on the ground like a rag doll, his eyes filled with both anger and lingering fear.

Thinking it was a wandering monster that had entered its room, it immediately launched an attack.

To everyone's surprise, this was actually a wandering merchant from the Matrix, whose strength was ridiculously powerful.

I only saw a blur before all the bones in my body were shattered. It would take at least a whole day for the three sets of platinum-level nanobots to repair it.

The energy consumed during this process is an even more stinging figure.

If that's all there is to it, then so be it, I'll just accept my fate.

After all, he was the one who struck first, so he deserved to be killed in retaliation.

But as a businessman, it's a bit much for you to just pick out any item and offer it to me, isn't it?
Didn't you see that I used firearms when I attacked you just now?
What's the deal with you selling me a melee weapon?

If you can produce a firearm of diamond quality, I'll accept it even if it's a forced sale.

“This is faster than robbing,” Xiao replied seriously. “Besides, the terminal rules state that merchants are not allowed to rob players’ items; they can only profit through trading.”

"Forced buying and selling is considered a transaction?" the blond player couldn't help but complain, he had never seen such a transaction method before.

"How can this be considered forced buying and selling?" Xiao shook his finger: "What's the most important thing when navigating the Matrix?"

"A fearless determination and an iron will?" the blond player replied.

"..." Xiao gave him a disdainful look: "You don't think I'm a computer NPC that can only run simple programs, do you?"

"How could you possibly give such an idiotic answer?"

The blond player's face darkened. Before joining the Matrix, he was indeed a gaming master with considerable expertise in various types of games, and was quite well-known in the community.

He had seen similar questions in many single-player games before, so he subconsciously used a template answer.

I never expected to be looked down upon...

Those template answers have been tested by the market, you bastard!
By looking down on this answer, you're essentially insulting the game designers of every company in the world! You bastard!
However, he only dared to think these complaints in his heart; he would never dare to say them out loud.

Who knows if this homeless merchant will take it as a provocation because of a 'verbal argument'?
It's better to play it safe.

"Then what do you think is the most important thing when venturing into the Matrix?" he humbly asked Xiao.

"Weapons!" Xiao said matter-of-factly, looking at the player with a 'you even have to ask this?' look. "How have you survived in the Matrix until now, being as stupid as you?"

"Heh...heh..." The blond player chuckled dryly, ignoring Xiao's insults. He glanced at the pile of junk not far from him several times, his mind screaming: Do you think I don't know how important weapons are? But you've turned my weapon into pieces!
bass!
Xiao forcefully planted his longsword into the ground next to the blond player's head, his face full of seriousness: "Look, your weapon is broken. Don't you need to get a new one?"

Blonde player: "..."

Holy crap!!!

Don't you have any idea why my diamond-grade laser gun broke?!
(End of this chapter)