Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

Yi Zanglan rode his motorcycle with Yan Zhao on the back, speeding along the road. Their destination was clear: the Fourth Middle School where their teammates were.

Yan Zhao kept a close eye on the map and reported the situation at any time.

"I have a feeling that there are probably a lot of zombies at the Fourth Middle School. The two of them are trapped and are currently hiding in a building on the east side of the campus—but they should be out of immediate danger."

"Okay, got it."

Before any new zombies appear, we must hurry to meet them to avoid any unforeseen complications.

To reach the Fourth Middle School, we had to pass through an extremely chaotic street. This street had been damaged by some unknown disaster and was almost completely destroyed, causing the motorcycle to bounce violently.

Yan Zhao clung tightly to Yi Zanglan's waist to make sure she wouldn't fall off during the bumpy ride. She cautiously looked around for any zombies lying in ambush, but her gaze suddenly stopped when it swept over a side alley.

"...Wait, I think I see someone?"

"There are a hundred people entering the game this time, so it's normal for you to occasionally see one."

Nevertheless, Yi Zanglan slowed down slightly, because he felt that Yan Zhao had more to say.

Sure enough, Yan Zhao continued quickly, "Damn, that big purple-haired guy, it looks like Qin Shaoyu, the Ghost God of Wealth! I saw him turn into the alley, and there was a car parked there! An SUV!"

"..."

Signal received.

Yi Zanglan remained silent for two seconds, then suddenly drifted and swerved, speeding off in the direction Yan Zhao had pointed.

Off-road vehicles are very high-end modes of transportation, and it's worth taking a gamble.

She asked, "Who is Qin Shaoyu? How strong is he?"

"The members of the Money Tree team have quite a few fans. Their skill level is average, but their abilities are off the charts," Yan Zhao said. "His Ghost Currency can steal players' talent attributes to equip himself. That's how he climbed to the Grandmaster rank."

Yi Zanglan nodded, seemingly lost in thought: "Does this skill have no limitations or weaknesses?"

"No skill is without its limitations, but I've only watched one of his live streams, so I don't understand it very well yet."

"It's okay, let's give it a try."

……

The two stopped their car some distance from the alley entrance and walked over to observe from the shadows.

Coincidentally, Qin Shaoyu hadn't left yet and was talking to another male player.

That player was most likely also a member of the Money Tree team, and kept flattering him with a cheerful expression.

"Brother Qin, your luck is incredible! You went to school to get the potion and even got an unexpected bonus—you can find someone with an S-level damage tolerance!"

"I didn't just pick anyone," Qin Shaoyu said. "I remember that guy, and I'm sure he's got some skills, otherwise, why would I waste a single coin?"

"Right, right, Brother Qin, you've thought this through carefully. Now that we have enough damage mitigation, we should pick someone with high attack power—isn't the jungler in this game too? Should we give him a try?"

"...Are you crazy or am I?" Qin Shaoyu was speechless. "I can use my skills on Ling Ye, but then what? Unless I kill him outright, how am I supposed to live afterward? What if I make an enemy of him, and that guy follows me into the game to retaliate?"

"You can keep exchanging attack power, agility, and damage mitigation with him, and use more cards on him."

"Idiot, you can't use currency on the same person repeatedly in a single game, and even if I swapped his attack power, he can still use his skills—have you forgotten how he wiped out all the other players in the same game back then?"

"Sigh...that makes sense."

Yi Zanglan didn't listen to what the two talked about next. Her expression darkened, and she turned to look at Yan Zhao.

"If I'm not mistaken, the male player with an S-level damage tolerance who appeared at the Fourth Middle School should be our unlucky old Shen."

This was probably a battle between luck A and luck S+, and Shen Yubai lost.

"We came to the right place." Yan Zhao sneered. "I'll try it out later, you don't go yet, that way the margin for error is higher."

"Can."

……

Qin Shaoyu was observing the map in real time and was just about to get into the car to meet up with his two teammates when he suddenly heard a strange noise behind him as soon as he opened the car door.

He turned around warily and saw two heads suddenly pop out of the alleyway. They were two pretty young women, both looking at him with bright eyes.

"The Ghost God of Wealth, is it really the Ghost God of Wealth?" Yan Zhao excitedly pulled Yi Zanglan forward, "See that? This is the Grandmaster-level master I told you about! I'm a fan of his!"

Yi Zanglan immediately bowed and chanted, "God of Wealth, God of Wealth, may you grant me millions of gold coins and endless blessings to enter my home."

"..." Qin Shaoyu was stunned. He instinctively took a step back. "Who are you two? What are you doing? Trying to borrow my luck? No way!"

"No, no!" Yan Zhao quickly explained, "I'm sorry, this is a newbie I'm training. Before entering the game, he was mentally ill and had some mental problems. He often talked nonsense."

Yi Zanglan, clinging to Yan Zhao's arm, stared intently at Qin Shaoyu: "Is the God of Wealth really that powerful?"

"He's incredibly skilled and handsome too. I never expected to run into him in this game!"

"You're really good too. Aren't you a swordsman?" Yi Zanglan muttered. "Your hits really hard."

"Don't talk nonsense! How can I compare to them? I might never even reach the Grandmaster level in my lifetime."

"In my heart, you are the most amazing."

The two chattered on and on, and Qin Shaoyu quickly exchanged glances with his teammate next to him, extracting the key words.

Swordsman, mentors newbies, hits hard.

Although he doesn't usually put a lot of effort into studying live streams and forums, and it's impossible for him to remember all the players, since he has a special title and dares to bring a newbie into the game, he must have some skill.

He subtly raised an eyebrow and asked Yan Zhao, "Hey, are you strong offensively?"

"A+, not bad." Yan Zhao answered, then seemed to realize something and suddenly froze. "...Mr. Qin, I know your skills. You're not planning to use them on me, are you?"

Without hesitation, Qin Shaoyu retorted, "What, you don't want to? Aren't I your idol?"

"I really admire you, and I was thinking if it's on my way, could I ride with you for a while? After all, we got separated from our teammates." Yan Zhao bowed slightly, his tone sincere. "Please, please, you don't need to use your skills on me. I can kill zombies for you; it's the same thing."

"Nonsense, how can those be the same thing? When you kill zombies, it counts as part of your team's achievements, but I have to provide you with transportation—do I look like an idiot?"

"No, no, what I mean is..."

"I only trust what I get." Qin Shaoyu grinned roguishly, took out a ghost currency from his pocket, and waved it in front of her. "Sorry, little sister, thank you for your interest, but you offered it to me willingly, so don't blame me."

"……Don't!"

Yan Zhao was shocked and grabbed Yi Zanglan, turning to run away, but it was too late.

"Where are you going? My skills have no range limit."

The ghost currency had already been burned to ashes in Qin Shaoyu's hands. He shook his head, with a hint of smugness as he toyed with his prey.

He enjoyed the feeling.