Four Split Personalities

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a moment...

Hmm, it was awkward for about five seconds or so, and then Autumn Moon accepted it.

Can you believe she just accepted it like that?!

"Well, since you’re a good person, there’s nothing we can do."

The beautiful team leader of the Love to Gossip Team smacked her lips, then broke free from Smith’s grip. After fiercely glaring at the latter, she forcefully patted the shoulder of this ’good person’ in front of her: "Haha, misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding!"

Motan, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, stiffly nodded his head, then cleared his throat and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

"Yes!"

Autumn Moon immediately grabbed Motan’s arm with shining eyes, saying excitedly, "Lend me your Wang Ba to play for two days!"

Motan: "..."

Once again, no matter how quick-witted and eloquent he was, it was difficult to keep up with this girl’s extraordinarily whimsical train of thought, so he really couldn’t utter a single word for a moment.

"Can’t you tone it down a bit!"

Smith angrily raised his hand and gave Autumn Moon a flick on the forehead, then awkwardly shook his head at Motan: "No need, no need, although everyone is a bit displeased, the person involved is quite calm... uh, although she’s always quite calm."

The handsome Mage with tea-colored hair, Old Tree, also nodded, echoing: "Besides, our levels are not that high. None of us have achieved a high-level profession, even if we find the culprit, we might not be able to win against them."

Pomegranate didn’t say anything, but kept nodding vigorously like a pounding garlic. Given that this girl was wearing very revealing equipment at Autumn Moon’s request, to the point of being almost indecent, Motan didn’t dare look at her much.

"I don’t recommend delving too deeply into the truth."

Ming Shen, as always quite composed, said calmly: "My level is very low, even if I recreate my character, it won’t make much difference."

Smith nodded vigorously, giving Autumn Moon another flick: "Did you hear that? Everyone said so, so why are you still fussing around here!"

"But Ming Shen was killed!"

Autumn Moon pouted, stepped on Smith’s foot angrily, and said with a puffed face, "Are we just going to let it go like this?"

"Listen up, fool."

Smith pressed Autumn Moon’s shoulder, speaking seriously: "Living people will die, and this is just a game. Think about what you usually do to Senior Pomegranate, how many times has she socially ’died’? You haven’t hanged yourself to avenge her, have you?"

"I want to kill you!"

Autumn Moon was furious, and then was held down by Smith, taking advantage of his height, unable to move forward with her claws.

"Cough, that’s basically the situation."

While suppressing Autumn Moon, Smith smiled slightly at Motan: "Captain Mo, no need to worry about us small characters."

"This..."

Although it still seemed a bit problematic, since the person involved said it’s fine, as an outsider, Motan didn’t have much to say. Plus, he was quite busy in many ways, so he didn’t insist on helping but nodded slightly: "Alright, if anything comes up, our team is staying at the Shady Inn in the outer ring area."

"Oh oh! Then can you lend your Wang Ba... um!!"

Autumn Moon seemed to want to say something more but was silenced by Smith, who covered her mouth.

Motan awkwardly smiled, waved at these people who he seemed to have a fate with: "Well then, I’ll take my leave first."

"Sorry for the disturbance, please forgive us."

Old Tree, who had just attacked Motan knowing their leader was making a blunder, bowed to Motan with a friendly smile on his face, full of gentlemanly manners.

And so, after briefly bidding farewell to the five of them, Motan once again set off on his way back. Thanks to Ming Shen’s good memory, he completely knew the route back to the Shady Inn from here. To strengthen his memory, he even specially sent the specific steps to Yi Dong so he could find his way through the chat records anytime.

"But speaking of it..."

Idly fiddling with the newly acquired [Hundred Mornings] sword form, Motan muttered as he walked: "Are those people really as weak as they say?"

Indeed, the current mainstream player group is around the Middle Rank level, and the members of the Love to Gossip Team indeed seem to fit the conditions of casual players, but he just felt something was off.

Of course, that feeling of something being off excludes their leader Autumn Moon and that so-called odd-jobber Smith. Motan felt these two probably only had Middle Rank strength at most. Smith is a standard Middle Rank, as for the leader... well, the level might be there, and the gear looks passable, but if it really came to a fight, with that reckless fighting style, even slightly skilled players could take her down across ranks.

But the other three...

Motan narrowed his eyes, firstly recalling the Wind Blade that Old Tree had sent his way from the darkness earlier.

Theoretically, that was just a Low Rank magic spell. Although its intensity was considerably boosted under Old Tree’s ’Middle Rank’ strength, it was still difficult to trouble ’Mo’, a character who has a spot on the Personal Combat Power Rankings.

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