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【Shadow Gladiator Brutus (Gold-tier BOSS)】

[Level: 16]

[HP: 1500000/1500000]

Attack Power: 1800, Defense Power: 900

[Skills: Gladiator's Roar, Whirlwind Slash, Shield Bash, Bloodlust, Deadly Throw]

[Description: The guardian of the fifth level of the Abyss Corridor, once an undefeated legendary gladiator, was later chosen by the will of the abyss to become the eternal ruler of this bloody arena.]

The BOSS has strong attributes, but unfortunately Junheng is stronger than it.

With a strength value exceeding two thousand, he was practically a bug-like existence.

In terms of numbers, who can compare to him?

A great battle is about to break out, and this type of melee boss is completely crushed by Jun Heng.

Forty minutes later, the BOSS's massive body crashed to the ground.

[Ding! Successfully defeated Shadow Gladiator Brutus (Gold-tier BOSS), gaining 180000 experience points!]

[Loot obtained: 18 Gold Coins, 45 Dark Abyss Fragments, Gladiator's Shield (Gold Grade), Gladiator's Medal (Title)]

The Gladiator's Shield is a gold-tier item with considerable defensive attributes and can fetch a good price.

The Gladiator Medal is a title-based equipment.

Gladiator Medal (Title)

[Effect: Increases health by 10% when worn]

[Description: The most cherished symbol of honor for Brutus the Shadow Gladiator, embodying his indomitable fighting spirit.]

After glancing at the title's equipment effect, Jun Heng equipped it without any hesitation.

After his battle with Brutus, his strength has reached 2400 points.

Attack power 9600, health points 96000.

Now, with the title effect added, his health points have skyrocketed to 105,600.

I glanced at the time; there were less than ten minutes left before the forced logout.

He quickly scanned the loot in his backpack; the Dark Abyss Fragments had accumulated to over 160 pieces.

The gold coins, plus the equipment sold at the auction house, converted into RMB, amounted to approximately 1.5 million.

This money is enough for him and Jiang Mingyue to buy a decent apartment and two of the best gaming pods.

"That's about it."

After exchanging the gold coins, he logged off, satisfied.

As his consciousness returned to reality, Junheng took off his game helmet.

The sky outside the window was breaking into daylight; it was already dawn.

He took a deep breath, savoring the long-lost tranquility of the real world.

After a night of hard work, the results far exceeded expectations.

He stretched his muscles and felt that his body seemed different from the day before.

Every corner of his body was filled with indescribable power.

"Wasn't the integration of online games and reality only gradually starting six months later?"

"Why do I feel like this right now..."

Jun Heng casually threw a punch into the air, the tip of his fist piercing through the air.

While it doesn't reach the insane level of the game, it still possesses considerable power.

"Could it be because I was given a second chance at life?"

"Or perhaps it's because my strength attribute in the game is too high, exceeding the device's limitations?"

Junheng pondered, but couldn't come up with many ideas.

However, this change is a good thing for him.

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and went to the living room.

Jiang Mingyue's bedroom door was found to be closed, indicating that she was either still online or resting.

Jun Heng didn't disturb him. He ate something casually, then went back to bed and fell asleep immediately.

The currency exchange takes some time; it should arrive in his account once he wakes up.

Junheng slept exceptionally soundly.

When he opened his eyes again, the evening glow was already visible outside the window.

The phone screen lights up, displaying a bank notification that funds have been deposited into the account.

[XX Bank] Your savings card ending in 3827 received a transfer of 1520000 yuan, and has a balance of 1520847 yuan.

This string of numbers is cold, but just looking at it gives you an unprecedented sense of security.

He entered the living room once again, but Jiang Mingyue's room remained silent.

Jun Heng thought for a moment and decided not to disturb Jiang Mingyue.

Now that we've made money, it's only natural to treat ourselves to something nice.

In addition, the bathroom pipe broke yesterday and needed to be replaced, so he went out to buy it at the same time.

In the early summer evening, a gentle breeze carried a hint of heat, and the leaves of the plane trees lining the streets shimmered with gold in the setting sun.

He walked out along the familiar alley, thinking about what he needed to buy.

I'll prepare water pipe fittings, sealant tape, and go to the supermarket to buy some good groceries so I can cook a decent dinner for Jiang Mingyue tonight.

Just as he reached the entrance of the residential area, a black Buick sedan slowly pulled up in front of him.

The car window rolled down, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

He was around fifty years old, with his hair slicked back and shiny, a fake smile on his face, and an undisguised scrutinizing look in his eyes.

"Hey, isn't this Junheng? You've grown so tall."

Jun Heng paused, recognizing the person who had arrived. It was their landlord, Zhao Haisheng.

His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

In his previous life, he had no impression of this person.

All I know is to pay the rent on time every month and keep to myself.

"Uncle Zhao," he greeted him curtly, without any extra enthusiasm.

Is your aunt home? I need to talk to her.

Zhao Haisheng nodded, then a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"My aunt is resting. Just tell me if you need anything."

"Oh, it's nothing. I talked to her on the phone yesterday about some details of renting an apartment."

"You don't understand, she needs to handle this personally."

Are you going out?

Looking at Zhao Haisheng's greasy face, Jun Heng keenly sensed that something was amiss.

But after thinking it over and over, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with it.

"Okay, I'm going to buy some things, I'll be back soon."

"Okay, you go first, I'll go upstairs and talk to your aunt in detail."

After saying that, Zhao Haisheng stepped on the gas and drove into the residential area.

Watching the car drive away, Junheng frowned and walked towards the supermarket.

In his memories of his previous life, nothing special happened on this day.

at the same time.

Upon hearing Jun Heng leave, Jiang Mingyue came out of her room.

She kept dialing the landlord's number, but no one answered.

Jiang Mingyue held her phone, her knuckles turning white.

She took a deep breath, just as she was about to dial again, when she suddenly heard the sound of a key being inserted into the lock outside the door.

The sound of the key turning the lock was particularly jarring in the quiet room.

Jiang Mingyue's heart sank.

She instinctively took two steps back, her eyes fixed on the door.

The doorknob turned, and with a creak, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Zhao Haisheng's greasy face appeared through the crack in the door, a self-satisfied smile playing on his lips.

"Xiaoyue, are you home?"

He walked in casually and closed the door behind him.

His gaze swept around the room before finally settling on Jiang Mingyue, his expression one of undisguised scrutiny.

"Uncle Zhao, didn't you say you gave me all the keys? There are no spare keys."

Jiang Mingyue's voice was a little tense as she tried to keep her tone calm.

Zhao Haisheng smiled dismissively, his gaze sweeping over her as if she were a commodity waiting to be sold.

"Spare key? Oh, that one, I found it yesterday, I almost forgot about it."

He spoke of it casually, as if trespassing on someone else's property was the most normal thing in the world.

"Uncle Zhao, we can talk about it downstairs. It's a mess at home, so it's not convenient to entertain you."

Jiang Mingyue kept her distance from him somewhat reservedly.

But Zhao Haisheng seemed not to hear her and paced around the living room on his own.

"Xiaoyue, stop pretending. You should have listened to everything I said yesterday."

"otherwise……"

As he spoke, Zhao Haisheng suddenly grabbed Jiang Mingyue's wrist, leering at her.

"Why did you send your nephew away, did you?"