PDLP Chapter 354 I Don't Play with Fools
Chapter 354 I Don't Play with Fools
Chen You stared at Hill's smug face and took a deep breath.
This broken system in the Origin Realm may be mercenary, but its underlying logic is tightly controlled.
Puppets won't work, robots won't work.
It must be a living, breathing unit with a soul.
"Where's my Shadow Clone?" he asked. "That's a Mythic-level skill, and it can even be used in a party, so it counts as one, right?"
"Mythical level is indeed remarkable." Hill nodded. "Although the clone and the original body share a soul, the system determines that the clone is indeed an independent unit."
She held up two fingers.
"With you included, there are now two of you. We're still thirty-eight short of starting the group."
"Therefore, I must find thirty-eight real players," Chen You concluded.
"And they must be active players at level 45," Hill added.
"Those below the rank cannot enter, and those above the rank also cannot enter. This is a hard and fast rule."
"Alright then." Chen You put the crystal into his backpack. "If I can't afford to buy a pendant, I can find a living person myself, right?"
Looking for Salos and the others?
Forget it, these big shots are my main competitors later on, so I should try to show my skills less in front of the three great gods.
He suddenly thought of something, opened the skill panel, and his gaze fell on [Shadow Clone].
Besides, he is a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator, wearing a full set of mythical armor, and has various hidden bonuses.
Go do a level 45 dungeon, you can clear it even with a pet!
Are you worried about not having enough people?
Just go out on the street and grab thirty-nine people who can still breathe.
Anyway, he didn't expect these guys to deal any damage; he would consider it a success if they could just survive and reach the trap.
You only need to complete the task once.
As for the equipment that drops inside, is it as good as the mythical set he's wearing?
You don't need to change it even when you reach level 60!
"Hill, let's get a room first."
……
The next day at noon, Chen You, the clone, walked out of the training room.
He first went through all the routine tasks, but there were no surprises.
Then they went into the guild territory and discussed the matter with the expert group.
The expert group shared his idea: although they could just form a team and fight one battle to finish the job.
Three hundred miles east of Cangxing City lies a glacial rift valley.
Extremely cold winds and snow howled above the rift valley, while dark red lava flowed at the bottom.
Ice and fire meet here, creating plumes of pungent sulfurous steam.
A massive obsidian archway stands on the opposite bank of the lava river, its frame carved with ferocious ancient beasts.
This is the entrance to the [Snowy Lava].
Hundreds of people were gathered at the bottom of the rift valley, chatting in small groups.
The air was filled with a suffocating aura of "wisdom".
As Chen You approached, he heard someone giving a speech with spittle flying everywhere.
Listen up! Ignore all job recommendations! Put all your points into Intelligence!
A two-meter-tall, muscular berserker with a bear's head is wielding a giant sword wider than a door panel in one hand.
He thumped his chest, making his armor clang loudly: "Why do berserkers always miss their weak points? Because they're brainless!"
"I've allocated all my attribute points to Intelligence, and now my brain works at a speed comparable to a supercomputer!"
"As soon as the monster raises its hand, I can calculate its height, wind speed, and air resistance, and accurately predict its movements!"
The other players, who were so engrossed in their elimination that they lost their minds, were completely stunned.
Chen You's lips twitched.
A profession that relies on physical stats can gain predictive abilities by increasing intelligence.
Before Chen You could finish complaining, the sound of arguing came from the other side.
"You know nothing!" a mage clad entirely in a red robe shouted, jumping up and down. "Who says fire mages can't do fire-elemental dungeons?"
The mage raised his staff, and a blazing fireball shot from its tip: "The monsters are immune to fire because your fire isn't pure enough!"
"As long as my temperature exceeds that of magma, the extreme heat of the flames can incinerate fire elementals to ashes! This is called suppressive fire!"
"The mage is right!" A paladin wearing plate armor approached.
Sparks were flying from the knight's warhammer, a sign of the lowest level of fire enchantment.
"My move is called fighting poison with poison," the knight said with a mysterious expression.
"The fire-type monster's body is filled with positive fire element. I smashed it with a hammer imbued with fire element; like poles repel each other!"
"This repulsive force will trigger an explosion within its body, causing true damage that ignores defenses!"
Chen You took a deep breath, almost unable to hold back.
"Great! Very energetic!"
A swordsman with the ID "Great Wisdom" stood on a high place.
He was clearly the captain of this random team.
Da Congming put his hands on his hips and looked around: "The number one boss is a lava rock man. Everyone, listen to me."
"When we engage the monster, the knight goes first and uses the fire hammer to hammer its left leg to heat it up!"
"When it's heated to a red-hot temperature, the Ice Mage unleashes a full combo of Frost spells!"
Da Congming clenched his fist, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.
"Do you understand thermal expansion and contraction? The holy sword of physics!"
"With this combo, the golem's legs will definitely shatter on the spot! We'll turn it into a crippled monster!"
A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd.
Chen You turned around resolutely.
He felt that if he continued listening, his intelligence would be dragged down to the same level as these brilliant minds, and he would be defeated by their rich experience.
Cannot bring it, too heavy to carry.
Chen You walked to a huge rock in the center of the rift valley.
He cleared his throat.
"In the Snowfield Lava, just bring thirty-nine living people. We don't need you to deal damage or tank monsters; all you need to do is have legs and know how to move around and trigger the mechanisms."
Chen You's voice echoed over the rift valley, and then he added another sentence.
"You need to use your brain."
The previously noisy group of players fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Where did this mentally ill person come from?"
"No DPS, no tanking? Do you think this is child's play?"
Captain Big Smart crossed his arms and sneered, "Brother, you have to be mindful of where you're showing off."
"This is a 40-man raid, how many can you take on by yourself?"
Just then, several players wearing identical dark gold armor squeezed out from the crowd.
The leading berserker wore the title "Titan Temple Vanguard" above his head.
"Get out of the way!" The berserker pushed aside the big smart guy who was blocking his way, not even glancing at Chen You, his face full of disdain.
"Another newbie who just reached level 45? He'd probably scare the mobs at the entrance to death."
"Get down here right now, don't block the entrance."
Chen You chuckled, but before he could speak, the berserker's teammate jumped up.
"Holy crap, it's that man!"
"What, that man? Look at you, so pathetic."
The berserker then slowly looked at Chen You, and the expression on his face froze instantly.
Not only him, but the surrounding players suddenly realized what was happening.
No one expected that Chen You would reach level 45 and appear here in such a short time!
"The Wandering God!"