Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1634 - 1444: Uninvited (Two in One)

"Crack."

The sound of an eggshell breaking came from the surface of the black sphere, further stimulating Su Ran’s auditory nerves. Excitedly, he watched the black sphere, eager for it to break open and reveal the new form of his duplicate.

Su Ran understood that only when the system prompt arrived would the evolution of the duplicate be successful. He couldn’t offer any help for now and could only wait patiently, hoping the duplicate would bring him a huge surprise.

"Beep beep beep."

At this critical moment, the sound of a friend notification broke the tense atmosphere.

"Huh? Why is it her?"

Su Ran was surprised to find that the message was sent by Drizzle. Temporarily setting aside the matter of the duplicate’s evolution, he opened the chat window.

"This is... No way?"

Seeing the message content, he was momentarily stunned before a peculiar expression surfaced on his face. "A few petty thieves? Interesting. Once the duplicate’s evolution is complete, I’ll have a good time with them!"

...

"Brother Hu Le, what’s this secret weapon you keep mentioning? Why don’t you reveal it now? We’re already in the Dark Swamp, what’s the point of all this secrecy?"

A player in a mage robe leaned toward Hu Le, their entire face full of curiosity, hoping Hu Le would spill the beans.

"You rascal! From the Dark Swamp to this section of the marshland, your mouth hasn’t stopped running. Spit’s free, huh? Fine, I’ll tell you guys now, but don’t go blabbing about it. I’m betting my livelihood on this treasure!"

Hu Le gave the mage a helpless glance, then looked at his expectant underlings. After a brief pause, he finally spoke slowly, "Step back, all of you. Don’t let my secret weapon accidentally hurt you!"

"What? It might hurt us? Is this weapon really that destructive? Come on, show it to us. We’re dying to see it!"

All the players moved back three meters, eagerly awaiting the grand unveiling of the secret weapon.

"Swish!"

Hu Le raised his hand, and a golden pangolin about two meters long appeared in everyone’s view. Squatting dumbly on the ground, it sniffed around like it was searching for something.

"What the hell, Brother Hu Le, you’re not telling me this pet is your secret weapon, right?"

"I’ve seen this pangolin countless times and never noticed anything special about it. At most, it can dig holes. Don’t tell me you’re planning on having it collapse the entire mountain?"

"Brother, you’d better do the digging yourself. At this rate, it might take you three to five years. That’s too much work for us, we’ll come back next year to help you!"

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Everyone immediately lost interest, with some even wanting to leave.

"No wonder none of you can achieve greatness—you don’t even have this much patience! Do you really think I would summon my pangolin without good reason? Let me explain to you slowly."

Hu Le wasn’t surprised by the group’s reaction. He pulled out a piece of chainmail that radiated a dark golden glow, chuckling as he explained, "Pet equipment, the Traversal Celestial Armor."

"Traversal Celestial Armor? What kind of treasure is this? Judging by its glow, it must be dark-gold tier equipment, huh?"

"My heavens, dark-gold equipment! This must be worth a fortune, right?"

"Brother Hu Le, when did you get this treasure? Why didn’t we know about it?"

The underlings crowded excitedly around him. Their earlier complaints vanished, leaving only the shining piece of pet equipment in their eyes.

"Look at you all, acting like desperate monkeys. Embarrassing! To be honest, I got this Traversal Celestial Armor from completing a hidden quest. It has a powerful ability to shatter mountains and stones, and it even has a chance to deliver tenfold damage. Coupled with the pangolin’s natural digging talent, collapsing a mountain like this would be a matter of moments!"

"Good heavens, that’s insane!"

"Brother, no wonder you call it your secret weapon. If Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained knew you had this kind of treasure, he’d never dare provoke you. Heck, he’d probably call you ’Dad’!"

"I say we just collapse the mountain outright and let that guy experience what it feels like to lose his territory!"

They were full of confidence regarding this pangolin. With its mountain-burrowing lineage and now equipped with the Traversal Celestial Armor, it was a deadly combo. If the mountain were to collapse, Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained might have to start over from scratch!

"Are you guys dumb? Collapsing the whole mountain gives us no benefits. Territories don’t drop equipment or anything when destroyed. Instead, why not teach him a lesson and demand some compensation for our efforts? Everyone gets a share!"

Hu Le laughed heartily, completely unconcerned as he added, "Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained is a fat sheep. If we can fleece him bit by bit, we’ll all profit handsomely. What a great deal!"

"Haha, Brother, you’re brilliant!"

"I knew it. Being under your guidance means we’ll have meat on our plates!"

Since this concerned everyone’s personal interests, no one raised objections. Under Hu Le’s lead, they proceeded toward the Demonic Treasure Mountain.

But then came a new problem.

The Dark Swamp turned into a formidable barrier, blocking their path ahead. To reach the mountain, they had to cross the swamp!

"Brother, the monsters in this swamp are no joke. Last time during the siege, at least a thousand people got stuck here. With just the few of us, we wouldn’t even be enough to make a dent..."

One of the players pointed out the dangers of the swamp. Although the pangolin was impressive, it couldn’t dig through the marshland terrain. This made their situation awkward.

"Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained really has a knack for strategy—putting his territory at such a naturally defensible location. This swamp is a true anomaly. I have no idea when this Dark Swamp spawned with a mountain on it, but this guy sure lucked out!"