"Tsk tsk, this Silver Storyline Treasure Chest is a huge profit…"
Zhang Shaoyang's eyes lit up when he saw the two extra items in his storage.
Although the Lightning Strike Sword had the same 150 points of Reiki as the hundred-year-old peach wood sword, it had a 50% increase in the power of the charm.
Most importantly, the Thunderbolt Sword had the word " real " as its last word. Other than cinnabar, talisman paper, and other miscellaneous materials, it was the first real game item that Zhang Shaoyang could bring out of the game.
As for the appearance of the Golden Light Curse (True), it greatly increased Zhang Shaoyang's survival ability. Its importance did not need to be described.
"Quit the game!" Zhang Shaoyang looked at the game time after he had reached Minor Accomplishment in the Golden Light Curse.
"Ding! Detected player has an item that can be materialized, Thunderbolt Sword (True). Materializing this item requires 50,000 dollars. Do you want to materialize it?”
"Materialize!"
"Ding! Detected player skill list has changed, synchronization in progress…"
As the system notification disappeared, Zhang Shaoyang's vision blurred. When his vision recovered, he had returned to the real world.
"Ding, ding, ding…"
As soon as he returned to reality, the phone on the table rang.
"Hmm?" Zhang Shaoyang's eyes flashed coldly as he stared at the phone.
It was really a f * cking old man who wanted to hang himself. He thought he had a long life, and there was actually a ghost who took the initiative to come to his door.
Under Zhang Shaoyang's Heavenly Eye Spell, his phone was emitting a faint Yin Qi.
"Tonight at 12 o'clock…die…"
"Die…"
Zhang Shaoyang sneered and answered the call. A sinister female voice came from the receiver.
"There's no need to wait until 12 o'clock. I don't want to live anymore…"
Zhang Shaoyang snorted coldly and slapped an Evil Repelling Talisman on his phone. Then, lightning flashed in his hand and his large hand grabbed at the air.
In the next moment, a male ghost appeared above his water.
The male ghost was wearing a low-quality suit. He held the phone in one hand and pinched his throat with the other. He looked like a real multi-level marketing scammer.
After being dragged out, he looked at Zhang Shaoyang with a confused expression.
Name: Wang Wei
[Level: 5 (Specter)]
[Time of death: August 15, 2104. He was a member of a fraud gang when he was alive. He was killed by a heretic practitioner and turned into a phone ghost…]
"Died last year?" Zhang Shaoyang's eyes narrowed when he saw the male ghost's attributes.
Without spiritual energy, ghosts could not be born under natural conditions. This was a theorem similar to the law of gravity in the materialistic era.
According to some official information in his previous life, spiritual energy existed in the real world hundreds of years ago. However, due to some unknown reasons, spiritual energy dissipated and the world entered the Age of Chaos.
Therefore, it was completely logical that a ghost from hundreds of years ago like Lady Red would appear in the real world.
However, Wang Wei had turned into a ghost last year, and the recuperation of spiritual energy had happened after the launch of the game this year. The timing did not match at all.
Then how did Wang Weishi become a ghost?
Unless…
Thinking of a rumor in his previous life, Zhang Shaoyang's eyes flashed.
"Tell me, who asked you to harm me?”Zhang Shaoyang casually pulled a chair over and sat down. He looked at the phone ghost in front of him with a playful expression.
"You…how did you find me?" The phone spirit didn't answer Zhang Shaoyang's question. It looked at Zhang Shaoyang in bewilderment.
"Crackle!"
An electric arc rose in Zhang Shaoyang's palm and quickly disappeared.
"No one ordered me." Feeling the energy in the electric arc that was enough to turn him into ashes, the phone ghost subconsciously shrank his neck.
"Who sent you? I don't want to say it a third time."
Zhang Shaoyang leaned forward slightly and grabbed the phone ghost's neck, his eyes flashing with lightning.
" Gulp, big brother…It's Song Ming from the Ghost Worship Sect. He was the one who asked me to kill you…" The phone ghost swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and his eyes were filled with fear.
"Ghost Worship Sect?" Zhang Shaoyang narrowed his eyes.
"Ghost Worship Sect is…Ah…"
Halfway through the phone call, a painful scream suddenly sounded. Then, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the soul body.
"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, the phone ghost turned into ashes.
"Restriction? The real world was getting more and more interesting!”Zhang Shaoyang raised his eyebrows and said playfully.
In his previous life, there was a rumor among the players that before the terror descended, there was a hidden force in the real world that was secretly creating panic and preventing players from entering the game.
According to the statistics of a certain god, at the beginning of the game's launch, there were as many as 30 million players who had purchased gaming equipment worldwide.
Gaming equipment was not cheap. Even the cheapest gaming helmet cost 10,000 dragon dollars.
Anyone who could spend 10,000 yuan on gaming equipment must be an avid gaming enthusiast. Would they give up on the world's first holographic game because of an unlucky person who was scared to death by the game's graphics?
Taking a step back, even if a small number of players were scared out of the game because of this reason, there were still 20 million players left.
In addition, the playability of the game had been spread by the players, so the number of players should be increasing.
But what was the truth?
According to the Almighty's statistics, when the horror descended and the players awakened their sub-attribute panel, there were less than a million players in the game, less than one-thirtieth of them.
This data was obviously abnormal.
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