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37: Chapter 37 The King of Bribery, The Birth of a Wealthy ”Tycoon”A certain guild member monitoring Fu Hao’s stream suddenly let out a strange laugh and shouted:

”Extra! Extra! Breaking news!”

”Damn, you scared the life out of me! Why are you yelling all of a sudden?” A member, who was burying his head in the task of cracking eggs to farm monsters, shuddered violently. He frowned, rubbed his ears, and glared at him with an annoyed expression.

”What happened?” Phillips, who was also cracking eggs, looked up and asked. As the guild leader, he always led by example, participating in monster hunting daily and personally leading teams to train soldiers.

”Fu Hao has given up the quest! He says he’s going to fight a mock battle, all soldier training is paused, and he’s currently streaming to recruit people to farm the Troll Trial!”

”Are you serious?”

”See for yourself. His stream is flooded with messages saying ’Need people, come fast, Troll Trial easy to clear.’”

”But the stream could be a smokescreen.” Phillips’ expression tightened slightly, and he ordered in a deep voice, ”Have the members remain on standby for now.”

Although he appeared calm on the surface, he couldn’t stop himself from feeling ecstatic inside. After all, this rookie player who had joined less than a month after the server opened—who knew what kind of lethal tricks he might be hiding?

However, a day passed, then two days, and by the fourth day, the Second Prince’s faction and the entire guild still had no discoveries—the soldiers under the First Prince seemed to have evaporated into thin air, having completely disappeared from their reconnaissance range.

Phillips’ tense nerves finally relaxed.

”Guild Leader, congratulations in advance on your promotion to Viscount!”

”Heh, I’m still just a Baron for now.”

”There are only four days left, it’s a lock! You’ll soon be the first Viscount in Rowen Kingdom, and you’ll definitely be more famous than Leonhardt by then!”

”Those guys who refused to join our guild back then must be regretting it so much their guts are turning green, right?”

Watching the cheering members beside him, a deep sense of anticipation and satisfaction welled up in Phillips’ eyes.

He had once thought that the ”Viscount” milestone would take at least four or five months to achieve; he hadn’t expected that because of Fu Hao’s ”sudden exit,” the dawn of success had arrived early. He even began to seriously ponder—should he send the guy a thank-you note?

He had originally viewed Fu Hao as an enemy who had interfered and stolen his title, but now, he had become a divine assist on his path to promotion.

—

The day of the mock battle.

On the most magnificent royal dueling arena in Rowen Kingdom, the King, the three princes, and their soldiers were all present. The surrounding spectator stands were already packed; priests responsible for notarizing the trial, nobles of the royal capital, and commoners were crowded together, and the noise was like a tidal wave.

- ”Wow! Is this the dueling arena? It’s so spectacular!”

- ”It’s my first time seeing the King of Rowen in person!”

- ”Are all the spectators NPCs? Why are there so many?”

- ”Can’t players go in to watch?”

[ ”Leon Fu Hao” donated 50 yuan — (Is that person Phillips?) ]

- ”It really is him!”

- ”Isn’t Phillips a villain?”

- ”I’ve felt something was off about this guy for a long time!”

Watching the stream chat scroll frantically, Fu Hao looked over and sure enough, spotted Phillips in the crowd. Although he didn’t belong to the Five Great Guilds, as the first player to be promoted to Baron, this guy already had a bit of fame.

The two locked eyes, and Phillips walked over with a smile:

”Hello, Fu Hao. Nice to meet you. I watch your streams often.”

- ”He’s clearly the one causing trouble, yet he has the nerve to say he ’watches often’?”

- ”Phillips is the definition of a double standard.”

- ”Can one person hold both Baron and Viscount titles? Are we about to have six great guilds?”

Fu Hao responded calmly, getting straight to the point: ”The people who were interfering with my monster farming a few days ago were from your guild, right?”

The friendly smile on Phillips’ face faltered for a moment before returning to normal: ”What interference? They were just coincidentally helping me with a quest.”

This understated dismissal only made Fu Hao more certain—the other party had indeed accepted the quest as well, and the rewards and penalties might even be identical to his own.

”It’s no big deal if I lose, but if you fail, the price will be heavy. Why did you accept this quest?”

Phillips raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone carrying a condescending air: ”I heard you’ve only been in the game for less than a month, yet you seem quite well-informed. As you said, failure is indeed not an option this time. But if one doesn’t challenge it, how can one keep the ’First’ title? Isn’t that why Leonhardt was able to sweep all the first-time achievements—because he dared to fight and strive?”

As he said this, a hint of pride appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if he were lecturing a new player.

[ ”Jin Hao” donated 50 yuan — (What he says makes sense, but coming from his mouth, it just...) ]

[ ”Brother Hao is the GOAT” donated 50 yuan — (You think you’re worthy of mentioning Leonhardt?) ]

- ”Confidence is a good thing, but don’t get arrogant.”

- ”So... is Fu Hao really going to lose?”

Fu Hao calmly retorted: ”I see. Then, if you lose, you won’t regret it?”

Phillips’ heart tightened, but he immediately smiled with feigned composure: ”A bet is a bet. However... I heard you’ve already paused soldier training?”

”Success or failure, we’ll only know after we try.”

”Well said. Good luck.”

”Likewise.”

The conversation was calm on the surface, but there were undercurrents flowing beneath.

Soon, the Teleportation magic activated, and 100 soldiers each from the factions of First Prince Carlson and Second Prince Mian were teleported to the center of the mock battlefield.

Since the Third Prince had forfeited, the outcome of the trial would be decided in this battle.

Before the battle began, Fu Hao called Aoman aside and solemnly handed him the +10 reinforced sword: ”This is the +10 sword. Use it the way I taught you earlier. Remember, this isn’t a gift; you have to return it after the battle.”

”Yes, Master!”

- ”He actually gave +10 equipment to an NPC!”

- ”Aoman is about to use hacks, right.”

- ”If it were me, I’d definitely defect and keep it for myself!”

- ”Maybe... there’s still a chance to win?”

As early as a week ago, Fu Hao had publicly expressed pessimism about this quest, and the audience’s expectations had long since bottomed out.

On the other side, Phillips was still monitoring the battle in his stream.

”A +10 sword? He really gave this to an NPC?”

”He’s crazy.” The guild vice-leader snorted coldly, ”But that sword has such low base attack, he hasn’t even used it himself, so it’s nothing to fear. Our soldiers have an average level of 110 and are fully equipped with Rare/Hero-grade gear. On paper, our combat power is completely superior.”

”Start!”

At the King’s command, the entire battlefield instantly erupted.

The mock battle wasn’t just about stats and operation, but also morale and timing. Aoman received the ”Vanguard” order first. As soon as the whistle blew, he swung the +10 sword and charged out, colliding with the enemy captain at the very first moment and engaging in an intense duel.

Thanks to the attack speed bonus from the +7 gauntlets, Aoman’s movements were half a beat faster than the enemy’s, and the +10 sword’s special effect erupted at this moment:

[Gained 1 second of invincibility]

[Enemy stunned for 1.4 seconds]

The remaining seven members of the special task force immediately followed up, surrounding and beating the stunned enemy captain until his HP hit zero, killing him instantly.

- ”Holy crap! He just got one-shot?”

- ”Are you sure that’s a level 100 enemy?”

- ”???”

Although the rest of the battle didn’t become a complete rout, Aoman wove through the battlefield like a ghost, relying on the ”1 second of invincibility” to constantly charge into the fray, with every strike accompanied by a control effect:

[Gained 1 second of invincibility]

[Enemy stunned for 2 seconds]

[Gained 1 second of invincibility]

[Enemy stunned for 1.7 seconds]

[Gained 1 second of invincibility]

[Enemy stunned for 1.6 seconds]

The entire battlefield was like Aoman’s personal stage.

A hundred-person melee usually tends to devolve into a stalemate, but Aoman’s chain of crowd control completely shattered the rhythm of the battlefield.

The final battle report was released: 59 survivors on Carlson’s side, while Mian’s side was completely wiped out.

At this moment, Phillips and his guild members seemed to be frozen, standing stiffly in place. Meanwhile, Fu Hao’s stream, propelled by his voice backup team, exploded:

[ ”Jin Hao” donated 50 yuan — (Voice backup team is online!) ]

[ ”Brother Hao is the GOAT” donated 50 yuan — (Guild Leader Phillips, are you watching the stream? Give us a ’Yeah!’) ]

- ”Brother Hao is invincible!” ×999

[ ”Class” donated 50 yuan — (How did he win, exactly?) ]

Fu Hao smiled lightly: ”That’s a secret. I have to keep some mystery so that ’great person’ will stay curious.”

Naturally, he wouldn’t reveal the strategy behind using the ”teleportation gem”—this was his trump card for turning the tables at critical moments, and it would be very useful in the future.

- ”He really is a devil-level strategist.”

- ”So everything was part of his plan!”

The mock battle ended, and system notifications popped up in succession:

[Quest ”Assist the First Prince in being named Crown Prince” completed]

[Achievement unlocked: ”Cleared an Immeasurable Difficulty Quest”]

[Obtained title: ”Nothing is Impossible”]

[Obtained title: ”Benefactor of the Royal Family”]

[Obtained title: ”Master of Talent Recruitment”]

[Obtained title: ”Master of Talent Development”]

[After the First Prince’s investiture ceremony, you may claim the title of Viscount and the territory]

He clenched his fists—the ”Viscount territory” he had dreamed of was finally in his hands!

And those two titles, representing infinite future possibilities, were the core keys to his next stage of planning.

In his mind, those familiar names from otherworld emerged—The Seven Legends, the two hundred heroes, and countless gifted geniuses.

Fu Hao secretly vowed: These people... I want them all.

The era where the ”market value” of otherworld powerhouses would ”skyrocket” began from this moment. And long after, people would bestow countless titles upon him, but the one that terrified those in power the most was that title—”King of Bribery.”

—

Meanwhile, on the other side, what appeared before Phillips’ eyes were completely different notifications:

[Quest ”Assist the Second Prince in being named Crown Prince” failed]

[Favorability with Second Prince Mian has dropped to ”Hostile”]

[Obtained title: ”Bearer of Royal Grudge”]

[Expelled from Rowen Kingdom]

[Title and territory have all been confiscated]

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning: ”Ho-how is this possible? My plan... it was supposed to be flawless...!”

The future he had envisioned was completely shattered, replaced by a life of being nailed to the pillar of shame, never to recover.

An enraged Mian personally ordered: ”Drag him out! Banish him from Rowen, and never let him return!”

Just like that, another ”Fu Hao’s Eternal Hatred” was born. And Phillips did not know that in the future, he would join forces with other top players who had also failed at the hands of Fu Hao to stir up even greater waves...