Otherworldly Skeleton Evolution

“Damn it, what’s going on? I want to complain! How can players break through the protection mechanism and kill others in the wild zone?”

“Tianxiu, you got killed too?”

“How would I know? When you died, I was one-shot killed as well!”

“Did you see who it was?”

“See my ass. I only saw a flash of blood, then respawned.”

Dozens of lights flickered at the respawn point in Furywind City, followed by a chorus of wails.

“Brother Shan, you died too?” Ruan Xiangxiang looked at Sword Demon Hong Shan in astonishment, a hint of guilt on her face.

“Don’t mention it. Now I dropped back to level 11. So miserable.”

Sword Demon Hong Shan had a helpless expression. He cast a complex glance at Ruan Xiangxiang.

Ruan Xiangxiang trembled, because no matter how she saw it, that look seemed to blame her.

“Brother Shan, it’s just one level dropped, right? You can go find the guild leader and have him lead a team to kill that guy.”

After speaking, Ruan Xiangxiang kept staring at Sword Demon Hong Shan’s expression.

She thought Sword Demon Hong Shan would be delighted by her suggestion, but to her surprise, he looked at her like she was an idiot.

“Lead a team to kill?” Sword Demon Hong Shan gazed at his empty right hand, nearly smacking this foolish woman to death.

Not satisfied with his losses?

He dropped a level and even had his plain sword that cost 100,000 yuan blown up. And now you want me to lead the guild to accompany that guy to the grave?

Others might not have seen clearly, but he did. That was the damn Blood Skeleton!

According to his cousin, this Blood Skeleton sliced eight fully equipped players from the Aotian Club to death with just one slash!

Now their guild mostly consisted of level 10 players without even weapons. Facing the Blood Skeleton, wasn’t that suicide?

Sword Demon Hong Shan looked at the idiots clamoring to take revenge on the Blood Skeleton and left directly, leaving behind a stunned Ruan Xiangxiang.

The annoyed Ruan Xiangxiang could only log off and seek solace from Zhang Mengmeng.

Taking off her VR helmet, Ruan Xiangxiang dialed Zhang Mengmeng’s number.

Zhang Mengmeng had just finished learning the Undead Fusion Art skill and had logged off.

She spent 5,000 yuan to enroll in a sign language training class and was currently learning.

“The sign for ‘eight’ is ‘let.’ Spread your five fingers, palm up, it means ‘give’…”

The teacher at the podium was explaining the gestures patiently to help them learn sign language.

Zhang Mengmeng learned very attentively. She drew every gesture, memorizing them in her notebook.

“If Skeleton Big Bro knew I was learning sign language, he’d be very happy, right?” Zhang Mengmeng thought with anticipation.

Although the sign language course cost 5,000 yuan, Zhang Mengmeng, who had only earned 10,000 yuan, didn’t hesitate to spend it on this rather than improving her life.

“Bzzz…” Her old smartphone vibrated.

Zhang Mengmeng saw it was her best friend calling.

The nerve of her to call after what happened?

But she didn’t want to miss the sign language class for this friend, so she hung up directly.

When it rang again, she simply turned the phone off.

After class, Zhang Mengmeng turned on her phone to find over 30 missed calls.

She ignored them. Some people, once seen through, she didn’t want to interact with much anymore.

But as soon as the phone powered on, Ruan Xiangxiang called again.

Thinking she might be in trouble, Zhang Mengmeng reluctantly answered.

“Mengmeng, I’m so sorry. I accidentally passed out yesterday and just woke up. By the way, how much money did you need to borrow?”

“No need, I already have it.” Zhang Mengmeng replied coldly.

Passed out?

Who would believe that?

For something that serious, she would have been hospitalized.

Zhang Mengmeng couldn’t have heard nothing. It was just an excuse.

She might be a bit naive, but not stupid enough to buy such nonsense.

“You have it? That’s great then. You really scared me. I thought something happened to you.” Ruan Xiangxiang sighed in relief, glad she didn’t lose money over this.

“Hey, are you playing that game The Great Wasteland? Let me tell you, it’s insanely popular now. I heard it has over 1.2 billion players online. My whole family is playing!”

“Oh, I’m playing. What about it?”

“So what level are you? Mengmeng, I’m already level 10… no, 9. Pretty impressive, huh? I even know a top player from the Dominating the World guild. What’s your character name? Get in the game and find me quick. I’ll have him help us level up together!”

“My character name?”