Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

【Just want to die】【Terrified】【Same weapon】

When these three keywords are piled together, there is no need to say more about what the Grim Reaper is going to come up with.

But nearly half a year has passed since he first entered the game. Reality is illusory, and many things have quietly changed.

The man named Joey is no longer the loser who reached middle age, ended up with nothing and could only seek destruction.

The worry-free rural life gradually healed his soul, and the smell of earth brought by farming slowly filled his anxiety.

Now he has learned to compromise with himself. His self-destructive tendency of not fearing death and wishing to disappear immediately has been reshaped into a ruthless force called determination.

Therefore, what he pulled out was not deadly poison gas, but a smoke bomb.

Sacrifice is possible, but not necessary.

It's not worth wasting your first level experience just to get angry with a bunch of idiots.

So, what we should do now is retreat!

But retreat does not mean escaping three thousand miles away. The Grim Reaper continued his investigation on the second day, trying to dig out more dirty information about the royal capital's aristocratic circle.

Moreover, with his live broadcast and persistence, from verbal to physical actions, more and more players support him and go to Wangdu to help out.

These include makeup girls who are good at changing people's faces, tailors who understand dress design, and even horse-drawn carriage driving enthusiasts who have already mastered the art.

What’s more worth mentioning is that, although no one has said it explicitly, as first-tier players, Death discovered that several of them are actually members of those wealthy guilds.

As a result, the organizer of the banquet might be chatting and laughing with the envoys sent by these guilds during the day, but at night he might be stabbed in the back by important members of the same guild.

Very interesting, is this a personal behavior or just a “personal behavior”?

In any case, with the help of such a logistical team, and the fact that the Grim Reaper was a master at mixing in circles and making nonsense, an elegant noble gentleman was born.

With such a clean new skin, the next few days were a breeze and effortless. As long as they chatted a little more, they could get a lot of useful information.

Of course, it would be better if this gentleman, who might be called Marquez or Shakespeare, had not been almost tricked by an enthusiastic lady into playing poker with her husband...

However, the good times did not last long. Just the night before yesterday, when he dressed up neatly and sneaked into an aristocratic banquet as usual to show off his skills, he was ultimately ruined.

Because the significance of this banquet was different from previous ones, the previous ones were actually just regular meetings for emotional exchange, originally intended for everyone to eat, drink and have fun, while also allowing for flexible arrangements.

But there are many high-ranking people among the participants this time, including even a powerful duke.

When this group of real meat eaters get together, they are bound to talk about some high-end topics that are hot recently and extremely complex and difficult to evaluate.

therefore.

"Mr. Verne, how much do you know about Ji Ming's chosen one?"

“Well, I have a pretty good impression of Jimin… He’s a pretty good person.”

"Um???"

……

After all, he is not a veteran in the circle.

Maybe he could handle chatting, joking and making jokes with ease before, but now when it comes to topics that are difficult to respond to if you are not the core of the circle, the Grim Reaper feels a little at a loss.

I could only laugh twice.

"Haha, of course. I definitely haven't seen the Chosen One himself. Didn't he go up the mountain as soon as he arrived? I just made this assumption based on what I heard from others before."

"Oh……"

Watching the other party turn away in confusion, even if he managed to get an excuse, the Grim Reaper, feeling powerless, was already sweating profusely.

And before he could find an excuse to get away, the sharp-sense Duke Xiguang noticed that something was wrong with him.

"Ah……"

After observing for a while as if nothing had happened, he shook his wine glass and pretended to meet him by chance beside the long table where various foods were placed.

"Sir, you look a little uncomfortable. Are you sick?"

"Oh no, I..."

Although the Grim Reaper believed that he had seen many storms and waves, this obviously did not include the Duke of Xiguang, who was the Minister of Defense of the Kingdom and whom he would never meet in reality.

What's more, he is over level 70 and is a very capable veteran as a military officer. Just by standing there, he is already a powerful boss at the end of the level.

Therefore, after just a few words and hesitating, he was exposed by the combination of deception and intimidation.

"How ridiculous! I have been in the glory world for many years, but I have never heard of a knight named Jules Verne!"

Duke Xiguang snorted coldly, and there was even a cold light flashing in his eagle eyes.

"Tell me, who are you and what is your intention in getting in here?"

Death had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and fight this aggressive old Duke!

But even if he had already started to control the number of his meaningless deaths, his current value was less than level 40. If he really had to fight head-on with swords and guns, he would obviously not be able to defeat the other person.

The only option is to [Escape with One Click] and commit suicide when you finally get out of the castle but are about to fall into the hands of the enemy.

——Victory and defeat are common in the military. Young man, please try again.

But his actions have affected too many people, and this time he has also provoked the Duke, who is already known for his sensitivity and suspicion.

Therefore, during the day he was waiting for resurrection, Duke Xiguang directly launched a major investigation against him and quickly discovered that his true identity was actually a pioneer.

"What? A pioneer actually sneaked into our party? Whose spy is he? Who else is involved?"

The Duke's anger was so terrible that the nobles in the royal capital used their own channels to find those powerful pioneer forces to seek an explanation or to inquire about the situation.

However, the responses from these forces were simple and could be summed up in one sentence.

"Ah? Who? Who is this? I don't know. Please don't escalate individual behavior to the level of a group. Thank you. Please go directly to him to ask for an explanation. We have already cut ties with him."

It may sound cold-blooded and indifferent, but this is the common result of discussions between the God of Death and several guilds, and it is also an important part of the "Statement" he posted on the player forum.

In fact, this is exactly the effect that the God of Death wants. If the major guilds don't make a righteous break with him, it will only cause trouble!

Therefore, as a professional noble sunspot and insect hunter who bears all responsibilities by himself and has absolutely nothing to do with everyone else.

The first thing the Grim Reaper did after his resurrection was to trigger the [Restart Badge] he obtained by completing a hidden mission, and teleported back to the place where he died across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Yes, this was the fundamental reason why he had to leave the castle and restart it no matter what - to find a safe and suitable place to stay.

So after everything around him darkened again, a player immediately came over.

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Even though he had been squatting in a urinal for the entire day, relying on the reputation gained from fighting to the death and the vague support from the major guilds, the Grim Reaper had successfully recruited a small team on the Internet.

Even with the few people mentioned above, the team barely has seven or eight people.

But considering that those who can enter the royal capital are the most handsome and the strongest, players among players, pioneers among pioneers.

Without being openly affiliated with any guild, it can be considered an "independent team" with incredible strength.

So the Grim Reaper, who had already made an action plan and was ready to do something big tonight, slowly smiled.

"I heard that some useless son of some crappy duke is going to hold a party tonight. Let's go give him a surprise!"

surprise?

Translation, translation, what is a surprise?

The surprise is that at twelve o'clock tonight, the insect-killing team will use explosions full of artistic value to announce the arrival of a terrifying era belonging to insects.

Unfortunately, although the explosive pack they placed was well-controlled, it was at a precise amount that would not cause the building itself to collapse.

The installation location is also very good, right in the middle of the banquet hall. If it explodes, it will definitely cause considerable casualties.

But the God of Death never expected that perhaps it was because a God-chosen person with extremely high charm and a lot of topics came to the banquet tonight.

Although he was a self-respecting person and no one got to eat the meat in the end, the smell of this thing was enough to whet the appetite and the gourmets were really excited.

So before it’s even twelve o’clock, I’m already eagerly dragging my friends who I like to go to the chess and card room to play poker.

And there is an 80% chance that they will fight all the way until dawn, without even going out or returning.

This resulted in almost no insects moving around in the hall, which was already empty at twelve o'clock.

In the huge space, only the maids and waiters were busy, who were happy that they could finally get off work early today and pack some leftovers to take home for the elderly and children.

So this bomb didn't kill any nobles, but...

"Silence! Silence! What's happening here?"

The other knight teams patrolling nearby arrived first and were about to put up their shields, but they were shocked by the bloody scene before them.

Several waiters with bloody heads were lying on the ground wailing in pain amidst the mess of broken furniture, and human body parts were scattered everywhere.

“What…what happened here?”

He was still standing there at a loss as to what to do when the door, which had several large holes in it, was kicked open by someone.

"All the bugs inside, surrender!"

There were several strange guys with their faces covered with something unknown. The one in front was carrying a large shield and advancing, while the ones behind were holding heavy crossbows with strings already loaded. It was obvious that they came prepared.

The leader seemed to be about to say something threatening to enhance his aura, but before he could say anything, he and his men were shocked by the situation in the hall.

???

There was silence for three full seconds before he uttered a sentence.

"Aren't you having a party here?"

"it's over!"

A man rushed to the scene with his trousers in his hand, screaming hysterically.

"It's over! The party is over!"

It's no wonder that he was in such a mess. After all, he was the security chief of tonight's banquet, and if something like this went wrong he would definitely be held accountable by the young master.

"Ah...are they all gone?"

The invader obviously didn't expect that everyone today would be so... so boring. It was only twelve o'clock and they all went to bed.

Damn it, not only did we work for nothing, but we also came up with...

Death looked around, at the injured who were obviously innocent, and at least two shattered bodies.

Such a big mess...

But now is not the time to feel guilty, because as time goes by, more and more people are alarmed by the explosion and rushing here.

And although the chosen one came at short notice, the nobles in the royal capital had already known that His Royal Highness the Prince would participate.

Therefore, how could those little nobles who were planning to show off in front of the adults miss such a good opportunity?

As soon as he saw these masked men, he started shouting and killing, puffing out his beard and glaring, as if he was going to go down and arm wrestle with them himself.

And the first thing he said was something extremely unbearable.

"Damn intruders, you're coming after the waiter, come after us if you can!"

"Everyone, we must not let this group of vicious thugs go, who knows what other bad ideas they might have!"

From the perspective of others, the nobles were outnumbered, filled with righteous indignation, and occupied the moral high ground. It was clear that they were in a very advantageous situation where they could mobilize the morale of their troops and win a quick victory with just one wave.

But in the eyes of Prince Philip, all this is...

Damn, this is really annoying (sweating soybeans).jpg

After all, they are all nobles, how could he not understand these guys?

Even though everyone is talking about righteousness and morality, and shouting about rushing forward to avenge these innocent people, privately... there must be more blood on their hands than this!

But in this situation, with good cards in hand, it would be a waste not to use them, so he stood up and characterized the behavior of these people in one sentence.

"I don't care who you are, but it's wrong to kill our people like this!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, signaling the knights to quickly capture this group of people!

"Depend on!"

The Grim Reaper's plan was definitely not like this. His original design was actually very simple. He just wanted to set off an explosion at the banquet to make a loud enough noise.

He took advantage of the chaos and brought people to the scene to express his responsibility for the matter, officially announced the deployment of the insecticide team, and then... turned around and ran before they could react.

Simple, fast, everything works fine, and the risk is minimized.

Who would have thought that the plan was going well at first, but something went wrong at the critical moment.

Not to mention that all the original nobles left, and were replaced by a group of completely innocent maids and waiters.

They also discovered the bag containing the bomb, and not only lifted it from behind the curtain onto the table, they even gathered around curiously and tried to unpack the bag, which directly increased the damage caused by the explosion!