My Players Are So Fierce

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“Whoosh”

A crimson light twinkled out like a rainbow, accompanied by exaggerated Spiritual Energy ribbons and bursts of bouquets.

This “treasure chest opening effect,” worth no more than ten bucks, made Murphy’s eye twitch.

Alright, he did tell Cui Si to make something “unique,” but wasn’t this a bit too slapdash?

At the very least, they could have conjured an image of a Blood Vulture spreading its wings to assert its majesty.

Cui Si’s “million-dollar post-production” was really unreliable.

But the players didn’t mind.

They actually thought the effect was great, but Cheche and Brother Qu simultaneously cursed in frustration, yanking out two items from the treasure chest.

A ghastly white Ghoul’s Claw Warblade and a round shield intricately carved with the ghastly face of a ghoul.

These things even matched as a set!

They featured special “Plague?Psycho Block” and quite decent “Defense Enhancement” attributes, and were personally enchanted by Lady Cui Si for combat.

Though slightly inferior to the recently unleashed Invincible and Unbroken, they were already beyond standard equipment, which was indeed quite impressive.

Besides, judging by the materials, one could guess that these items were made from ghouls, likely an “upgraded version” of the Blood Rat Gang reputation gear, part of the upcoming version that had leaked early.

But here’s the thing, Cheche was a “Blood Inquisitor” and Brother Qu a Forest Ranger Hunter; neither of them could use these defender’s items!

Damn, did these players poke a wasps’ nest of shield warriors tonight?

Why did they keep pulling out these defenders’ items?

Is the dev team hinting that shield warriors will be buffed in the next version?

Is the answer for the next version warrior?

“What kind of luck is this!

At least give me something I can use!”

Brother Qu couldn’t help but complain, but Cheche was even more exasperated:

“It’s your infamous bad luck that’s rubbed off on my Little Red Hand, alright?

I was on a hot streak just now, weren’t I?

All my Good Brothers were pulling rare items.

How could I be unlucky staying in the same dorm as him?

It’s you who made me unluckily black!

And what now?

No one can use this thing.”

“Don’t you have Bull Bull, the warrior?”

Brother Qu glanced at the group of laughing bastards behind him and waved his hands as if to ward off bad luck, murmuring:

“Give it to him, give it to him.”

“Bull Bull just scored Kenbort’s flail and Clan shield in the dungeon earlier, which are far better quality than these items!

He wouldn’t be caught dead with this stuff.

Ni Gei Lu Da You also just traded for the Family Guardian Wing Blade and Heavy Shield with his Old Soldier Badge this afternoon.”

Cheche said with a woeful expression:

“Ah, this is just dead stock.”

“Yay, the Midnight Ningmei Crossbow!

A silent assassin’s tool, I love it!

It’s exactly what I need.”

The Woman Sword Saint of Reed Name next to them pulled out a Blood race-style crossbow, modified by Count Shuren with a mechanical overhaul to have a rapid-fire feature.

Although Xiaowei had two hand pistols for close combat, she indeed needed this kind of quiet, silent assassination weapon.

With the old jinx bottom-lining, the others felt no shame and opened chests without psychological pressure.

In an instant, all sorts of bizarre items like the Plague Bone Axe, Claw of Razor, Plague Staff, and King of Ghosts’ Cloak were churned out, clearly crafted by Cui Si from the “victim Mr.

X’s” materials for a batch of “specialty boutique equipment.” Despite their intimidating names, they weren’t really connected to Death Psychic Power or evil Strength.

Cui Si’s craftsmanship was commendable, making this batch of goods very impressive.

However, without exception, everyone else received items usable by their classes, except for the two jinxes, making Cheche and Old Qu’s expressions even more miserable.

Everyone was opening the same chests, so why could the others get items they could use?

Could it really be a god of misfortune cursing them?

“Think on the bright side.”

Shannan Tiger Roar came over with a bone double-bladed axe that radiated a frigid aura and had a cruel and violent design, whispering words of consolation to the two jinxes:

“We only got one item each, but you got two from a single chest.

Clearly, it’s compensation from the developers.

Quantitatively, you’ve made a huge profit!”

“Then how about we trade?

Our two for your one?”

Brother Qu asked sidelong, and Shannan Tiger Roar instantly fell silent.

“Sell it to me, I don’t mind.”

Xiaowei smugly stashed the Midnight Crossbow into her bag and tossed another candy into her mouth.

Clapping her hands, she addressed the gloomy Cheche and Brother Qu:

“My Orchid still lacks a handy weapon.

This faith and profession-unrestricted polluted sword and shield would be perfect for her, but regarding the price, well, we’ll have to discuss that.

I’m picking up a bargain here—it’s not the same as buying direct.

You two can’t be too greedy.”

“Alright, alright.”

Brother Qu just wanted to offload the dead stock as quickly as possible, and the equally disgruntled Cheche didn’t waste much time finalizing the equipment trade.

With a 70-30 split, their trip hadn’t been entirely in vain.

While they were haggling, the top three Dukes Guard sets had already been distributed.

Based on the different classes of Brother Cat, Sister Pomegranate, and Bull Bull, they were rewarded with chainmail, leather armor, and armor plate respectively.