Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 204 The seal breaks, and the void descends!
"That old bastard actually chose to change his appearance, he's a complete beast!"

Tam stared at Darius, his cheeks puffed out, his beady eyes gleaming with a sour light, his round belly heaving with each breath.

"A five-cost upgrade that also comes with a skin-changing function?" Mo Lang stroked his chin, his gaze fixed on the God-King Darius floating in the air, and asked with some curiosity.

"Yes, Master." Tam nodded, a hint of envy in his eyes, but he didn't explain why he hadn't chosen to transform.

Mo Lang was about to ask a question when he caught a glimpse of Tam's festive red bellyband and the beer foam on the corner of his mouth, and he swallowed his words back.

No matter how many skins Tahm Kench gets, he'll probably never escape that pockmarked toad face. His current ugly-cute Lucky Star look is much more appealing.

"Oh right, I forgot to use the Divine Crystal on the Sword Demon. I should have saved up some gold coins to chase the three-star Sword Demon and then used that Divine Crystal..." Mo Lang suddenly remembered that he still had a Divine Crystal that he hadn't used to kill the Sword Demon.

Before he finished speaking, the heavens and earth suddenly trembled violently. The god-king Darius, carrying the force of thunder, broke through the air and, upon landing, smashed a huge battle axe into the ground, creating a crater half a person deep.

"Owner!"

Darius knelt on one knee, the clanging of his armor like the sound of gongs. His eyes burned with gratitude as he looked at Mo Lang: "Without your grace, how could I have received such good fortune!"

"Get up, get up, we don't need this formality." Mo Lang smiled and helped him up, but his gaze was drawn to the flowing star patterns on the other's shoulder armor, and he couldn't help but praise, "This armor is really cool."

"It's all thanks to my master's cultivation!" Darius grinned, revealing his white teeth, but was suddenly met with a mocking gaze from Tahm Kench.

"Oh my, your flattery skills have improved quite a bit!" Tam said sarcastically, his arms wrapped around his round belly.

"If you dare to be sarcastic again, I'll use the guillotine to perform a... split for you!"

Darius pretended to raise his battle axe, but couldn't help but laugh when he saw Tahm Kench's mouth suddenly split open.

"My good son has made something of himself, and I am very pleased with him!" Tahm Kench slammed his thick hand down on Darius's shoulder armor, making the dragon head emblem clang loudly.

"Tahm Kench, you bastard, I'm still right here!" Before Darius could even speak, Draven, standing nearby, objected.

Damn it, I'm Darius's brother, and you call him son? What do you mean by that?!
“Shut up! I’m catching up with your brother Tam, what right do you have to interrupt?” Darius glanced at his brother, put his arm around Tam’s shoulder, and asked Mo Lang for ten cases of beer.

"Alright, everyone, let's all go home. We have a tough battle to fight tomorrow." Mo Lang waved his hand helplessly, declining Tahm Kench and Darius's invitation to drink.

I had a hangover last night, so I'll get some rest today.

The moment the bedroom door was opened, under the warm yellow light, Xiao Xiao and Xia Chuchu were curled up on the bed, their curves outlined by silk pajamas faintly visible in the moonlight.

Xiao Xiao's long legs, in particular, are snow-white and jade-like, slender and well-proportioned—she's definitely a leg goddess.

This reminded Mo Lang of the first time he met Xiao Xiao. At that time, she was dressed in a black professional office lady outfit, with her long legs covered in black and black high heels with red soles. She did have a unique style.

"Ah Lang, have you gathered all ten lucky stars yet?" Xiao Xiao sat up, her silk nightgown slipping off her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of delicate skin.

Xia Chuchu blinked her doe-like eyes and leaned closer, her hair brushing against Mo Lang's hand, causing a tingling sensation.

"Not yet. We have nine lucky stars now, just one more to make ten lucky stars..." Mo Lang explained about the New Year's Messenger and the Golden Shovel.

"We wiped out District 6, so how come we don't have a single gold shovel?" Xiao Xiao asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Brother Mo Lang, you can ask in the Alliance Leader group or the server-wide chat!" Xia Chuchu suddenly leaned closer, the scent of jasmine from her hair wafting around her nose. "Maybe someone has an extra one?"

Mo Lang: "Has anyone found the Golden Spatula or Golden Pot in Zone 6?"

Zhang Sheng: "Brother Lang, I've been keeping an eye out for you. There aren't any, but there are quite a few emblems for class change. It's just that there aren't any Fortune emblems. I guess everyone has the same thought as us, that Fortune is too weak in the early game and no one wants to play it." Lu Xiaodong: "Now, if everyone has a Golden Spatula, they'll definitely synthesize an emblem as soon as possible to increase the number of bonds. They won't keep the Golden Spatula and Golden Pot separately."

Mo Lang: "Okay, I'll go ask on the world channel."

Mo Lang asked again in the district-wide chat group.

Yada Shiro: "Even if I had it, I wouldn't give it to you. You killed so many of us, and you still want a golden shovel? Bah!"

Kawakami Emi: "Exactly! You didn't even spare women, are you even a man?!"

Indian: "Don't worry, little sister upstairs, we'll protect you!"

Min Junxi: "Indians are all such a bunch of sycophants!"

"..."

Aside from being strongly condemned and subjected to those bastards' nagging, I have nothing to show for it.

Mo Lang was too lazy to pay attention to these idiots and simply closed the chat group.

"Obviously, at this stage, everyone understands the importance of the golden shovel and the golden pot, and no one will be fooled anymore," Xiao Xiao analyzed, seeing Mo Lang's worried expression.

"Forget it, things will work themselves out. We'll see when the time comes," Mo Lang sighed.

After all, the pursuit of the Ten Lucky Stars is the goal of every lucky person!

"Brother Mo Lang, why don't you ask someone in our district if they have any fragments of the New Year's Messenger Barracks?" Xia Chuchu said.

"That makes sense. When the monsters attacked the city, they must have dropped a lot of golden orbs. Maybe we can collect one."

Mo Lang became happy again, so he asked in the group.

Zhang Sheng was the first to reply instantly: "Brother Lang, last time you gave Liu Bo that golden orb and it gave him a Sona Barracks fragment, but he didn't get anything else. The probability of getting that thing is terribly low."

Liu Bo: "Yeah, I don't know what's going on, but after synthesizing the emblem, the probability of getting the Golden Spatula or Golden Pot is terribly low."

Lu Xiaodong: "There are quite a few other emblems in this district war, but no one has synthesized the Lucky Star emblem."

"That's it."

Mo Lang's heart was completely dead.

However, he also understood that no normal person would play Lucky Star in the early stages of a survival game.

If it weren't for the Lucky Star system, I wouldn't know how to play.

"Brother Mo Lang, don't be unhappy. We'll make you happy tonight." Seeing Mo Lang's furrowed brows, Xia Chuchu smiled charmingly, her slender fingers tracing a path down Mo Lang's firm chest muscles...

Xiao Xiao, who was standing to the side, looked at Xia Chuchu, who was usually pure and lovely, and suddenly became so charming. Her whole face was red and she didn't dare to look Mo Lang in the eye.

"Boss, the rune array has been broken, the void monsters have descended, and Nasus is sending reinforcements!"

Just as Mo Lang was preparing to have sex with two women, Azir's anxious voice came from outside the house.

(End of this chapter)