Survival for all, my island is the last pure land on earth.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Every corner of the 888 section was discussing the same thing, and the Blue Autumn Brothers Group was no exception.

[These bastards are really something. When they were cursing me, saying I could punch them with a 300-ton punch, they were all incredibly ruthless. Now that they want to admit their mistakes, they're pushing Brother Qiutian out to take the blame.]

[That old woman who can punch 300 tons is insane. All we did was spread rumors and smear her. Is it really worth making such a fuss over? And she's even using the issue of not continuing the transaction to pressure everyone.]

Blue Autumn: [Don't be angry, everyone. I'm fine. It's just that the benefits I planned to secure for the brothers seem to have fallen through now. It's all my fault for being so useless.]

I am Wei Ye: [Don't say that. Your fearlessness in the face of power is already impressive.]

Blue Autumn: [No matter what, we lost this round.]

I'm Wei Ye: [So what if we lost? We're not going to go out and apologize. They're not going to kill you, are they?]

These words struck a chord with Blue Autumn. He wanted to be a coward and pretend he knew nothing. In any case, judging from the current situation, it seemed that Money and the others had no intention of using challenge cards to deal with him.

Passerby A silently raised his hand: "Hey bro, looks like things aren't going well right now. Someone just posted a bounty."

A bounty, as the name suggests, is a task posted by someone with a certain reward. As long as the task is completed after being judged by the system, the corresponding reward can be obtained.

This is the most bloodless and deadly way to kill in the entire game.

A passerby posted a screenshot in the group.

[A player who loves wearing princess dresses has posted a bounty: provide the player's Blue Autumn combat power or weapon attributes to receive a Portable Fan*1.]

This is clearly someone trying to avenge my mother with a punch that feels like 300 tons.

Blue Autumn's vision went black, and she almost fainted.

Despite the repeated assurances from his buddies in his small group that they wouldn't betray him, he still felt uneasy.

Right now, his only option was to contact the anonymous person: "Boss, I've been doing everything you told me to do, you can't just abandon me."

Unfortunately, there was no movement from the other side for quite some time.

Blue Autumn paced anxiously in the safe house, her heart as restless as if it were being cooked in oil over a raging fire.

He knew very well that once the girl who loved wearing princess dresses got the news, many people would come after him. After all, as long as he was sacrificed, life in the entire 888 district could return to its original peace.

On the other side, the girl who loves wearing princess dresses couldn't help but applaud when she saw the message from the newcomer. Money was indeed right.

I'm Wei Ye: [Hi boss, I have news about Blue Autumn.]

He sent several screenshots of Blue Autumn's posts in the group chat and vehemently criticized Blue Autumn's various behaviors.

Loves wearing princess dresses: [No need to say more, just submit the task, and the system will determine if you're lying.]

I, Wei Ye, said with a twitching face: "Pah, if it weren't for wanting to distance myself from Blue Autumn, you'd really think I'd want to talk to you."

He then sent a message: "You're right, Blue Autumn's three stats are 6, 10, and 8. His weapon is a regular scythe with no stat increases."

[Ding! Verification confirms that player "I am Wei Ye" is correct. Portable Fan *2 has been deducted from player "I love wearing princess dresses'" backpack.]

When I, Wei Ye, received the fan, my face was full of heartache: "Brother, don't blame me. Since you're ruined anyway, just consider it one last favor for me."

As he spoke, he immediately listed another fan at a high price on the trading platform.

.........

At that moment, Blue Autumn's mind was in complete chaos. She collapsed to the ground, her expression numb.

The mysterious man's words echoed in his ears: "Apologize to me with a punch that weighs three hundred tons, and beg her to come back and continue the deal."

He just couldn't understand why it was necessary to escalate the situation to this extent when all he had done was gather some people to attack his mother with a punch that felt like it was 300 tons. At most, it was just cyberbullying, and it didn't cause any real harm.

The personal panel glowed faintly in the darkness, displaying the interface of the public chat channel.

Countless people are condemning him, just as he once commanded a huge following to condemn his mother's punch that could deliver 300 tons of force. Even the few people in the small group have fallen silent.

Finally, he shed tears of humiliation and issued a solemn apology.

Blue Autumn: [I'm sorry everyone. Because of my jealousy, I couldn't stand seeing that "One Punch 300 Tons" was making a lot of game currency, so I stirred up trouble and encouraged everyone to attack "One Punch 300 Tons" with me, to stop her trading, thus satisfying my dark side.]

Now, I sincerely apologize to the player "Ms. One Punch Three Hundred Tons". I'm sorry, because of my petty-mindedness, I hurt you. Please come back to trade.

I also sincerely apologize to all players, because my selfishness has made your lives a mess these past few days.

These words are like boiling water thrown into a pot of oil.

Whether they genuinely felt wronged by the "I punched 300 tons" incident or took the opportunity to distance themselves from it, all criticized Blue Autumn.

[You're such a jerk, killing you wouldn't be an exaggeration.]

[Finally, she's apologized! That 300-ton punch boss should be appeased now, right? Will she forgive us and renegotiate?]

In my opinion, an apology is one thing, but compensation is also essential.

Yes, that's it.

Soon, the topics "My punch weighs 300 tons, please forgive us" and "Blue Autumn will compensate me for my punch weighing 300 tons" dominated the internet.

As per the initial plan of the five-person group, "Old Lady with a Punch of 300 Tons" stepped forward: "I've always adhered to the principle of 'walking my own path and letting others talk,' but I never expected to be questioned and insulted like this. To be honest, I'm very sad, and at one point I didn't want to continue doing business with everyone."

However, in the past two days, Moneypile and Number 2775 have been contacting me, telling me about the things they're not used to. Some friends have also been telling me how inconvenient everyone's lives have become without me. I don't really believe it, after all, I don't think I have that much power.

Now, I truly see everyone's affection and expectations for me. I can't bear to see everyone with goods and game currency unable to trade with each other. Therefore, I've decided to restore the previous trading method, and I have some good news to share.

From this moment forward, my shop will be adding two new items to its existing offerings: Iced Honey Lemonade (1 game coin for 100ml) and Shadow Shoes (which instantly increase agility by 1 point when worn) for 200 game coins.

Everyone was shocked.

[Wearing this will increase your agility by a little, and it only costs 200 game coins? If I remember correctly, blind box potions in the store cost 5000 game coins.]

[Me, me, me, all I can see right now is iced lemonade and iced watermelon! Sister Quan, stop talking, let's make money first!]

My punch weighs 300 tons: [One at a time, don't worry, I won't sleep until all the items for sale are cleared out tonight.]

[Fist Sister is awesome!]

[Fist Girl is awesome!]

These past few days, Jin Xiaoman could clearly feel her mother's low spirits because of this matter. It wasn't just because she couldn't continue earning money, but more so because she wasn't trusted by anyone.

Now, she could clearly feel that the familiar Fist Sister had returned.