I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1282: Dividing the Spoils

Chapter 1282: Chapter 1282: Dividing the Spoils freewёbnoνel.com

"No way, rules are rules. I can’t make exceptions." The shopkeeper looked resolute.

"Really not giving it?"

"Not giving!"

Helpless, you could only leave the armor store disappointedly. In your spatial bag, there were still four pieces of equipment, one of which had been scavenged from a skeleton soldier at the Skeleton General’s place earlier on. Unfortunately, none of them had been identified. Having no money to get them appraised, even after playing the game for over a month, you were still wearing tattered beginner clothes.

Your sword-like eyebrows remained furrowed all the time. No matter when, money was absolutely essential. But how exactly could you make money?

Moreover, it seemed you had offended the vice dean in the real world as well, making it extremely difficult for your family to get by.

Therefore, for you now, making money was the top priority.

During this time, in the border town, you had seen quite a few players scrambling around for cash. When they had weapons, they usually sold junk weapons directly to the weapon shop. The good ones were auctioned off, but that required the weapons to be high-quality, and the players also needed to have cash on hand.

However, the players nowadays were as destitute as beggars. Since the game’s public beta, many details had been revised, and now earning money in the game was harder than in the real world.

Many players were the same as you—playing for over a month and still paupers. Some players even worked in shops directly, earning a little money here and there.

Just as you were racking your brain over money, a voice suddenly echoed around you: "Ouch!"

You looked around, confused, but saw no one. Strange.

"Kid, watch where you’re walking!" You swept your surroundings with your eyes again, still finding no one.

"I’m right below you!"

Only then did you lower your gaze and realize your foot was standing squarely on a dwarf’s foot.

The dwarf before you, half your height, glared at you with wide eyes and bellowed fiercely, "Blind fool, watch where you step next time!"

"Sorry, I’ll make sure to pay attention to anything below one meter when I walk."

"What do you mean by ’below one meter’? Heaven help me, a human brat dares to insult a mighty Dwarf Warrior with such disdainful language! By Odin’s name, I challenge you!"

"Sorry, I don’t have time to entertain a dwarf."

You weren’t inclined to waste time here. Though you found it odd that someone had chosen the dwarf profession, your primary concern remained figuring out how to make money.

"Human, stop right there!" The dwarf charged toward you, wielding a massive axe as tall as himself. "You’ve insulted a Dwarf Warrior, and now you think you can just leave like nothing happened?"

"What do you want then?" Your tone grew colder.

"I already said it—duel me!"

The dwarf’s loud voice attracted surrounding players. Seeing a dwarf challenge a Level 30 player, some players burst into laughter and mocked the dwarf’s overconfidence. Meanwhile, others, more experienced, didn’t hold high hopes for you, considering dwarves were renowned masters of melee combat.

"Human, if you beat him, I’ll give you a hundred gold coins."

At that moment, a stunningly handsome man emerged from the crowd. When people saw his pointed ears, many players screamed in excitement, "An elf! Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen a living elf! This guy looks prettier than a woman!"

Two NPC races that typically appeared only during the middle stages of the game had shown up consecutively in human territory. The news spread like a bombshell among the crowd, stirring up waves of curiosity and gossip.

You didn’t care about any of that. Hearing there was money to be made, you thought briefly and turned to the elf: "Give me three hundred gold coins, and I’ll take him down for you."

The elf was momentarily startled but then nodded in agreement, accepting your terms.

"Three hundred gold coins? Are you kidding? That’s three thousand galaxy coins!" someone exclaimed in shock.

"Three thousand yuan? That can’t be right—it’s just thirty yuan, isn’t it?" someone else doubted aloud.

"That was the rule during the closed beta. Now in the game, one gold coin equals ten galaxy coins. And there’s an explicit rule: during the early stage of the game—meaning within two years of game time—players are absolutely prohibited from exchanging galaxy coins for game coins, though they can exchange game coins for galaxy coins. Right now, players in the game are generally strapped for cash. Money here is everything."

The speaker’s eyes sparkled as if a mountain of gold coins lay before him.

"Damn elves, you ugly creatures are actually using weak humans to attack me!"

Everyone knew dwarves and elves were sworn enemies.

The elf remained unmoved, addressing you, "I’ll add another hundred gold coins. As long as you defeat him, I’ll pay you four hundred gold coins."

"Deal." You gripped your knife and assumed an attack stance. "Tree stump, bring it on."

Upon hearing the term "tree stump," the dwarf nearly lost his mind. Without another word, he raised his massive axe to hack at you. Famous for their brute strength, dwarves weren’t to be taken lightly. You dared not meet his attack head-on, quickly darting aside to dodge the strike and slashing your knife toward the dwarf’s back.

"Despicable human!"

The dwarf recovered to defend himself.

"Clang!"

Your knife collided with the dwarf’s axe, sending powerful vibrations up your arm, leaving your palm aching painfully.

You took a few swift steps back, pondering, "This dwarf doesn’t seem like a player; he might be an NPC adventurer. His level is likely at least Level 40. Just purely in terms of strength, I’m no match for him. I need to use some tricks!"

Having made up your mind, you switched to evasion tactics, occasionally striking the dwarf amidst dodging. Though the dwarf wasn’t injured, your actions forced his veins to bulge as he fumed furiously. He swung a heavy axe at you, but you dodged it with ease. Overexerting himself, the dwarf couldn’t recover his strength quickly, and you slyly hooked his foot. Losing his balance, the dwarf toppled forward, face planting into the soil.

Before he could get back up, your knife was already poised at his throat. "You lost."

A triumphant smile spread across your face.

"I refuse to accept this, sneaky human! You cheated!" The dwarf roared, his booming voice echoing around.

"Winning is what matters. I don’t care how it’s done."

You withdrew your knife and walked over to the elf. The elf handed you a money pouch, casting a disdainful glance at the dwarf before disappearing in a flash of movement.

His departure was met with collective amazement from the players, and a few girls even hugged each other and screamed, "Super cool!"

Not bothering to count the gold coins, you lazily stuffed the money pouch into your spatial bag. However, no matter how hard you tried, the pouch refused to fit inside. Opening the bag, you saw there were plenty of empty slots, yet for some unknown reason, the pouch simply wouldn’t go in. Left with no other choice, you tucked the heavy pouch into your chest pocket.

Just as you hadn’t walked far, a familiar voice called out to you, "Human, stop right there!"

"Again? Did your brain get waterlogged or something?" You glanced at him impatiently.

"Hey, no, I’m here to split the loot."