Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1459: Chapter 794: White Light Person

Knights rarely hold grudges overnight, because they settle scores on the spot.

Qing Chen sat on the ground, waiting patiently, completely indifferent to the onlooking crowd’s gaze, calmly counting the resources he had just snatched.

After pocketing the money, the crisp sound of gold coins dropping resounded from his body. The cash disappeared and turned into a string of numbers in his hand, 1493 yuan.

This group of nine is really damn poor!

At this moment, the onlooking players were filming Qing Chen, recording this scene.

Qing Chen swept a glance at them expressionlessly, only to see them backing away fearfully, as if afraid of getting involved.

However, they didn’t retreat too far, because everyone knew the conflict’s cause had nothing to do with Qing Chen; he was merely a newbie born here, retaliating after being robbed.

Moreover, how many newcomers in recent years haven’t been robbed?

Every spawn point has a small gang committing crimes, plundering world keys worth 88 yuan, forming a grey industry with nobody managing it.

These small groups don’t need to be too powerful; after all, newcomers are born defenseless. They just need weapons to kill at will.

After snatching the keys, they sell them to dungeon raiders at 90% of the original price. After cashing out, their lives in the West Continent’s reality aren’t wealthy but are certainly better than working a regular job, with less effort.

So, although the players of the Superconductor World reject White Light Persons, they also reject these gangs...

What Qing Chen did, from a standpoint, was certainly justified.

And the video of Qing Chen’s counterattack just went viral on the Superconductor World forum.

Because his one-versus-nine comeback, completed in multiple kills, was truly shocking.

This wasn’t the flashy battle of S-Class superiors exchanging skills and items. Qing Chen fought entirely with an ordinary person’s body, delivering powerful blows, each one drawing blood.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this was the most brutal and savage slaughter.

Especially since Qing Chen’s skill had been simplified to perfection, each attack felt brilliantly cathartic.

The light saber in his hands seemed to come alive.

Most crucially, those disguised as odd races had been repressed for too long, suddenly witnessing Qing Chen, bold with a White Light Person’s face, go on a killing spree.

They recalled the frustration of having to abandon White Light Person traits during character creation when first entering Superconductor World.

And then thinking about what Qing Chen did today...

This was truly revitalizing!

Even though Qing Chen was just an F-Class novice, it was incredibly invigorating!

For a moment, the White Light Persons hidden in Superconductor World widely shared the video, seemingly elevating Qing Chen to a racial hero, a beacon of hope...

People speculated whether he was a high-ranking White Light Person military officer suddenly himself available to start playing Superconductor World?!

In just an hour, a group of White Light Persons watched the video repeatedly, while White Light Person women edited it, leaving only the last few seconds of Qing Chen killing three, watching it repeatedly.

Qing Chen slowly raised his head and looked around, choosing the slightly older two of the three light sabers in front of him: ”Anyone interested, make an offer!”

The onlookers were momentarily stunned!

Holy crap!

Selling loot on the spot?!

Soon someone responded: ”I’ll pay 1020 yuan for one!”

”I’ll pay 1200 yuan for one!”

At this moment, someone suddenly said to Qing Chen: ”Can you sign it for me? If you do, I’ll pay 3800 yuan!”

This left Qing Chen pondering, as he learned the market value of the light saber through bidding, which was around 1200 yuan.

So, the extra 2600 yuan was for his signature’s worth.

He had heard of the many opportunists in North America, who liked to speculate on anything collectible, from art to signed sneakers; now he was to be an investment?

Was the person looking at his commercial value?

Qing Chen chuckled: ”If you want my signature, it’s 8800 yuan. This is because you’re the first to see the business potential, consider it your reward.”

The bullish-looking player pondered for a moment, studying Qing Chen’s confident demeanor. If this White Light Person youth became the leader of White Light Persons in Superconductor World one day, what’s 8800? It could flip to 880,000!

He finally gritted his teeth and said: ”Deal! 8800 yuan, may you shine brightly in the future!”

Qing Chen laughed: ”Deal.”

Then, the bullish-looking player handed over a marker: ”My codename is FFF; I hope you’ll remember me.”

Qing Chen pondered for a moment before signing a ”J” on the light saber, which became his codename in Superconductor World.

After all, directly signing as ”Joker” would be a bit too arrogant...

After signing, the light saber was sold for one at 1200 yuan and another at 8800 yuan, raising his total savings to 12,493 yuan.

Qing Chen thought about it, wondering the cost of the machine parts Yi wanted, and if his current amount would be enough to get some decent ones for her to fiddle with?

He looked at the dozen Multi-world Keys in his pocket, deciding not to sell them yet as he still wanted to explore some dungeons.

An hour later, while all the onlookers were still waiting, Qing Chen stood up on time, holding the final light saber in his right hand, waiting ten seconds ahead at the spawn point.