Versatile Mage: Dragon's Lair, Lord of the Dragon Clan!

Chapter 82: The treasure hunt has cheats, so it's not fun at all

Playing with the twelve space scrolls in his hands, Lin Chen curled the corners of his mouth.

The organizers didn't seem to say that we can't snatch this thing. If they can't keep it themselves, don't blame him for snatching it.

These space scrolls are good things. A ruthless person like Saran always has one on hand to use for escaping at critical moments.

Although the space scrolls issued by these competition organizers have limitations, Lin Chen's current dimensional system is extraordinary, and he can use them after a slight modification.

These space scrolls alone can easily be sold for a sky-high price of over ten million.

Lin Chen put the scroll away. It was still only the early stages, but he had already snatched about 1 billion yuan from more than a dozen people.

If it comes to the later stages and all the players have gathered some resources, Lin Chen doesn’t dare to imagine how much money he can get.

I'm afraid tens of billions are possible.

Thinking of this number, even Lin Chen, with his temperament, couldn't help but feel a burning heat in his heart.

Lin Chen immediately took action and continued to roam the battlefield with Mu Ningxue, plundering every non-Chinese person they saw.

Coincidentally, Lin Chen's teleportation location was on the east side of the battlefield, while Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu were on the west side.

Both sides were pushing towards the center, and the other contestants didn't know where to hide.

If you go east, there is a teleporting monster that will take away your space scroll and all your supplies. If you go west, there is a fire demon king and a space god of war. The two will cooperate with each other to take away all your supplies and beat you up.

In the stands outside, Feng Li was worried about international relations, but Shao Zheng was still watching with great interest.

"It's great, it's great. It's been so many years since China has competed so well in international competitions." Shao Zheng said with a smile.

Pang Lai and Han Ji looked at each other and laughed. As expected, the Speaker was also a man of temperament.

However, the most hot-tempered one was Lu Huan, who had already started arguing with the mentors from other countries on both sides.

"What? Dual cultivation of space and chaos? That's called cultivating evil!"

"What? Where did the Fire Elemental Holy Spirit come from? This is called the Son of Fortune!"

"What? At least level four mental strength, and incredibly high combat proficiency? This is called persistence and hard work!"

Lu Huan caught and scolded more than a dozen people, but he was not at all at a disadvantage. There was nothing he could do. The students were capable and Lu Huan was confident.

If there were other tutors from other national governments who really couldn't bear it, Lu Huan would be even more excited.

"What? You are a dual-element super-level person with supernatural powers?"

Lu Huan laughed, his cultivation level was revealed, he had fully cultivated four super-level elements and also had supernatural power, almost overwhelming all the instructors.

And if a fight really breaks out, even though Song He and Lu Huan had just quarreled with each other not long ago, they will definitely be united against the outside world.

What is the Never-Setting Sun, what is the Eagle Nation? You also have five super-level and fully-cultivated instructors?

Moreover, there is more to China than just these, and the National Team has more than just Song He and Feng Li as mentors.

If a war really breaks out, all other countries combined cannot compare to China.

We Chinese have relatively few Forbidden Spell Mages because the Core of the Earth is used to protect the city. Unlike you who are shameless and only care about the upper echelons.

If it is lower than the forbidden spell, then I'm sorry, the number in China is several times that of other countries.

Moreover, the number of Chinese forbidden spell mages is slightly smaller than the population, but not smaller than other countries...

After a hearty dose of ridicule, Lu Huan sat back in his seat feeling refreshed, and watched Lin Chen and the others continue to rob everywhere, which made him feel even happier.

At the end of the fight, Lin Chen discovered a problem.

Because he had wanted to take advantage of other players many times before, he snatched all the space scrolls from other players, so they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

After Mo Fan got the Mind Stone, the others reunited and discovered that the remaining people had already formed a team.

This team has more than fifty people. It can be said that except for those who were eliminated by others, all those who were harmed by Lin Chen and others are here.

Everyone outside is a well-known young genius. Without the space scroll, who would have the nerve to tell Tong Ying that he would give up? Wouldn't that be embarrassing in front of the whole world?

So, these people finally gathered together and prepared to take revenge on the Chinese team.

Everyone had a common enemy, and at this moment, all the feuds were put aside. Germany was even willing to believe that Italy would definitely help them this time. Arriving at the center of the battlefield, the Chinese people also gathered.

There were ten people in total, dealing with more than fifty people.

The advantage is mine!

Looking at the other person's ragged appearance, Lin Chen almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

As the victims of robbery, it can be said that these people combined could not produce a single usable magic tool.

All the usable magic tools have been used up, and these people even have a limited reserve of magic energy.

Ya Ke could hardly hold back his tears, "Lin Chen, are you really going to kill us all?"

Lin Chen shrugged, "Here, killing someone will disqualify you from the competition."

Yaqmeran, how do I respond to what you said? What you mean is that you will kill us if we are not here.

Zhe Luo, the only relatively intact member of the team, stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Lin Chen, you are indeed very strong, but with so many of us, you may not be able to get away with anything. Return the spatial scroll to us, and for the rest of the time, we will keep to ourselves. How about that?"

In the team, Guan Yu looked at Zhe Luo who was speaking, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "The number one young man of the British Empire has bowed his head like this."

Upon hearing this, Zhe Luo clenched his fists. He lost to Lin Chen, but that didn't mean he was convinced by the other members of the Chinese team.

If Lin Chen wasn't here, Zhe Luo guaranteed that he would smash Guan Yu's mouth with three punches.

But Lin Chen is here, and Zhe Luo has verified it before. His wind, summoning, and chaos elements are all completely suppressed by Lin Chen.

In other words, it took him three moves to defeat Guan Yu, but one move from Lin Chen was too many.

Zhe Luo choked, his face devoid of the elegance of an aristocrat of the British Empire.

"How much money can you spare?" Lin Chen suddenly asked.

Zhe Luo was stunned, as if he had thought of a possibility, and quickly turned around and asked.

"How much money do you have left?"

Hearing Zhe Luo's question, people from other countries checked their current situation.

"Five hundred thousand in supplies."

"One hundred thousand yuan, the money Lin Chen left me for medicine..."

"I still have one million. I just found some resources while I was running away..."

Hearing these offers, veins popped up on Zhe Luo's forehead. Although everyone had been snatched away by Lin Chen, so much time had passed, and you couldn't even come up with a few million?
Didn’t find anything in the treasure hunt?

Zhe Luo knew that people from different countries could not reveal all their hidden cards, but he did not expect that this was the only thing.

Zhe Luo looked at Lin Chen with a flushed face, feeling a little embarrassed to speak, "We... still have about 30 million."

thirty million?
Lin Chen was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Yourself?"

Zhe Luo lowered his head, tears of humiliation almost bursting out. He swore that this was the poorest time in his life.

"It's all of us..."

Zhe Luo's voice was very low, but Lin Chen could hear it clearly.

Helplessly holding his forehead, it seemed that these people were really squeezed dry by him.

"Each of you pay two million and I'll let you go."

Lin Chen said helplessly that the group of people really had no money, so they would just collect a symbolic amount.

Upon hearing this, Zhe Luo took out two million and decisively handed it to Lin Chen, while looking at his teammates from the British Sun Behind him.

Several teammates understood each other tacitly and took out two million and handed it to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen met Irene of the British Empire on the road. She was a nice person and didn't exploit them too much, so he was still able to give them some money.

As for the rest of the people...it's hard to say for those who can't afford it.

(End of this chapter)