Poverty makes me capable of anything.

……

“I know it was intentional.”

Number 002 hung up on Heloise and then contacted Mosha River, who was adventuring in the desert: "Tell me the coordinates of the sandworm's nest."

ha?

"You're coming in person?"

"Stop rambling and hurry up."

"Fine." Mo Shahe was annoyed, but he endured it for the sake of the sand sculpture.

Chapter 13 I'm the actor who has to play along with your act.

The Mosha River continues its exploration.

He was planning a route to make it easier for himself to escape. Although it was somewhat insect-resistant, it would be terrible if he were bitten to death by something went wrong.

Mo Shahe didn't believe that what An Ran gave him could save his life.

Even armor can't protect your head. A sand worm bites it off, head gone, tastes like human flesh, crunchy and delicious.

As for the spray, its purpose is unclear, but how could such a small amount of "insecticide" kill sandworms?

The last time he came here to explore, he only stayed briefly before leaving in a hurry. He was lucky that time; the sandworms were all out hunting, and he only saw a few larvae, which did not show any aggression towards him.

The sandworms that lurk underground are actually omnivorous creatures that hunt for food in various places, so they don't stay in one place for too long.

In layman's terms—

We need to make a living, after all.

Even insects can't go hungry, right?

If a sandworm manages to intrude into a human settlement, it's usually not a good thing for it, since there are many of them. The only thing it might be lucky to do is get a taste of meat beforehand.

He abstained from meat porridge for three years; alas!

Unless a massive sandworm attack occurs, even a settlement of tens of thousands of people cannot withstand it.

These sandworm colonies are not easy to find.

If I could meet someone like that so easily, I, Mo Shahe, would have been a winner in life long ago. Why would I have to put up with this nonsense here!

boom.

Mo Shahe, who was charging forward, felt a sharp pain on his forehead and quickly took two steps back.

A solidified sand wall?

How did we end up in that nest again? I deliberately took a different route out...

and many more.

If we're not going in the wrong direction.

Mo Shahe suddenly swallowed hard. He was quite certain that he hadn't gone the wrong way because he was thinking. In other words, if this wasn't some ancient ruin, then it was the second sandworm nest!

"I hope I'm not being a jinx."

Mo Shahe touched it from the side.

It's shaped like a pipe, and this thing isn't a sandworm nest. He then performed a naked swim in the sand on the spot!

Learn to make an indestructible chicken!

Once there is one, then two, and then more than three.

There's no escape now; this is actually a large sandworm colony, only a few dozen kilometers from the Plain Valley base.

……

The sand truck we rented to track the target before setting off was paid for by everyone together.

This operation involved not only the advance team from Bureau 217, but also NPC assassins, sand diggers, and many players.

Heloise sat in a spacious corner seat, holding a gun. Her eyes were as cold as a pool of water frozen in winter, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay. However, she overlooked the lethality of the gun barrel resting between the peaks.

The first player to speak cleared his throat and drew attention: "We'll all be going on a mission together later. Although we're competitors, we're actually helping each other out. It's rare to have this opportunity to get together, so why don't we get to know each other?"

“I’m a stranger,” he said. “I recently registered as an assassin on the Assassin’s Ladder, and I’m currently only at the amateur level. You can call me [Wu Ke].

Wu Ke.

That's right, this is a legendary ID player. He was among the first batch to join the game and successfully chose a legendary ID that existed in the childhood memories of his grandparents.

After a moment of silence, another player introduced himself: "[Two rabbits hopped up]".

The atmosphere heated up a bit, and then the NPCs also became interested.

Silence is golden, but gold is expensive and not accessible to the common people.

"My name is Hu Zhenghao, a registered Hummingbird-level assassin on the Assassin's Ladder."

Big brother is awesome.

Milton, the sand panner.

Finally, it was Heloise's turn. Six pairs of eyes were fixed on her at the same time, making it difficult to pretend she didn't see them.

To gather intelligence, you have to infiltrate the enemy.

"Altina, a worm-level killer."

Good heavens.

Several players twitched their lips; hearing such lame names as worm and pheasant always gave them a headache.

But at least we managed to get his name out of him, so we can have better conversations now.

It wasn't just because Heloise was good-looking; these players found out after discovering that they were only one level below Heloise but couldn't see her full stats!

"Yaltina" not only has big breasts, but also a big secret!

Uncovering the personal stories of good-looking NPCs is an exciting thing to do, not to mention that there's a blogger among the players who writes columns on the subject.

"Why did Miss Altina become an assassin? I think with your qualifications, you could have done something much easier," Wu Ke asked.

"..."

Stare! Everyone who's curious is staring.

"For some special reasons, I didn't really want to be an assassin. Maybe a peaceful life suits me better," Heloise said.

Wu Ke nodded: "In life, there are always some unspeakable hardships. Being a silent and unassuming person is actually not bad."

"And you?" Heloise countered, "Why did you take on this mission?"

"certainly……"

Uh.

Wu Ke-dun.

Talking about money is too vulgar, talking about experience and leveling up might be incomprehensible to the NPC, and saying it's to improve oneself is too weak a reason. To resonate with her, I'll just repeat myself.

"It's out of necessity to make a living. I can only try my best to climb up the ladder. If I could have a peaceful life, I wouldn't want to be so tired."

This statement surprisingly garnered nods of approval from several people who resonated with it.

This isn't something Wu Ke made up out of thin air; he does play games to make money.

"If that's the case, wouldn't the mission targeting Bureau 217, which was just released recently, be more profitable?"

"Sigh." Wu Ke sighed, there was no way out. "I only found out about the new mission when I got to Bapulo, and I've already chosen to join Vesa's side. Life is full of disappointments."

"What are you outsiders afraid of? He's just an Imperial Colonel. If I were you, I'd turn around and leave right now. That's a spaceship worth 21 billion, which is far more valuable than this 2 million reward!" one of the sand-digging people complained.

"You don't understand, the risk is too high."

One player shook his head, helpless and full of regret. He had only joined the Vesa faction a short time ago when the quest came out, and he was filled with remorse. The risk of betraying them now was too great. Betraying them meant that he would no longer be able to accept the faction quests issued by the NPCs, and how lucky would he have to be to get that spaceship?

So it's not because of loyalty, but because the cost of betraying them is too high that makes them act this way.

Heloise silently made a note of it.

Then it turned into a stage for NPCs to talk nonsense again.

This atmosphere lasted for about ten minutes, when Meng Lan's voice suddenly came from the distributed communication device.

"Detector One has located the target, which is 9.7 kilometers from the front of the team and 56 kilometers from the Federation base. The best solution is to eliminate it within five minutes."

over.

coming.

The hundreds of people mobilized this time all felt a chill run down their spines.

Heloise also recalled the reply she received when she contacted Number 002.

This was a decoy plan, designed to teach those who came for the mission a lesson. So she couldn't just blindly rush in, but she also couldn't act too strangely. It was time to show some acting skills.

"Bug No. 1 and Bug No. 2 have already detected the target, and the other detection bugs are building a 3D map."

Inside the advance team's vehicle, everyone else gathered around Meng Lan. A 3D map was rapidly being generated on a virtual screen floating in the air, followed by the creation of 004's 3D model, including her trajectory and predicted route.

Meng Lan zoomed out the camera angle: "She's equipped with a lot of counter-surveillance devices, but none of them have visual interference modules. At her current speed, she can reach the Federation base in about six minutes. But considering the acceleration after her whereabouts are exposed, it's impossible to analyze exactly how long it will take."

"Enough with the nonsense, let's take her out. Now that we've confirmed she's a member of the Federation, there's nothing more to say." Captain Gino had already set up his weapon.

Aim, and then hit the bullseye.

Numerous firearms have been protruding from the fast-moving vehicle, with both the assassins and players displaying their unique skills.

At this point, they were no longer teammates who could talk to each other, but competitors.

"Why is there a sandstorm over there?"

Wu Ke, who had put on his glasses, suddenly turned his gaze toward the location of the Plain Valley base.

Sandstorms without wind mean either something sinister is at work! It means something has happened.

"Someone's here. They're all strangers, and they've brought some mobile artillery and drones with them," Meng Lan's serious voice came again.

Wu Ke muttered, "It looks like it's going to be a tough battle. A bounty of 2 million, an A-level mission is indeed not so easy to complete."