My Disciples Are All Absurd Gamers
Chapter 11: Did I Walk Onto the Wrong Set?

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“???”

Niu Roumian stood frozen, staring at the system notification.

How did the War Camel Beast die when I wasn't even there yet?

His mind raced for answers, conjuring absurd possibilities.

Did I accidentally unlock some hidden talent? Like, remote monster killing?

No way... That's ridiculous!

Hurrying to the site, he found the beast sprawled in the pit, lifeless, its body stiff and darkened, foam dripping from its mouth.

Even a monkey could tell it was poisoned.

“What the…? Did my… stink do this?!” Niu Roumian muttered, momentarily horrified by the thought.

“No, wait, this is a game. It's not like I'm actually here!”

Digging around near the beast's mouth, he extracted some blackened fragments.

“Could it be… this stuff?” he murmured, examining the scraps of black residue he'd found earlier in the abandoned pill furnace.

Without hesitation, Niu Roumian licked the residue.

Within moments, his vision blurred, his body weakened, and the world turned dark.

When he reopened his eyes, he was back in the Resurrection Hall.

“…Died instantly,” he muttered, shaking his head.

Yet his face lit up with excitement.

“I think… I've found a loophole in this game!”

Meanwhile, on the far side of the mountain, inside a cave—

He Yiming sat surrounded by five War Camel Beast corpses, his breathing labored. He'd spent hours battling, sustaining injuries in the process.

“Five kills… That's all I can manage for now,” he sighed, retreating deeper into the cave to recover.

As dusk fell, he opened the system panel to check progress on the sect mission.

The sight left him utterly dumbfounded.

“ID: Niu Roumian successfully killed a War Camel Beast. Reward: 100 contribution points.”

“ID: Niu Roumian successfully killed a War Camel Beast. Reward: 100 contribution points.”

“ID: Niu Roumian successfully killed a War Camel Beast. Reward: 100 contribution points.”

The notifications repeated over and over.

Further down the list, other names appeared:

“ID: Wang Lufei successfully killed a War Camel Beast. Reward: 100 contribution points.”

“ID: Starry successfully killed a War Camel Beast. Reward: 100 contribution points.”

“ID: National Ice Mage #1 successfully killed a War Camel Beast. Reward: 100 contribution points.”

Staring at the task record, He Yiming's confusion only grew.

99/100 kills.

“How…? What happened?”

He Yiming rubbed his temples, trying to make sense of it all.

How had these players—barely Body Refinement Stage 1, with no weapons—suddenly become so adept at killing beasts?

Returning to the sect plaza, He Yiming was greeted by a surreal scene.

The ground was littered with War Camel Beast carcasses. Many had been stripped of their meat, with several cooking stations set up in the plaza.

Hotpots, grills, and even makeshift spicy soup stations lined the area.

Is this the sect plaza… or a night market?!

“War Camel Beast hotpot! Come get some!”

“Spicy soup from Xiao Dangjia's kitchen—clean, delicious, and freshly made!”

“Midnight War Camel farming group now forming. Bring your shovels for trench duty!”

“Starry's high-efficiency farming party—need one jumper for faith-based leaps!”

He Yiming's sense of reality wavered.

“Did I walk onto the wrong set? Did I… cross into another world again?”

“Hey, the sect leader's here!” a sharp-eyed player shouted.

The crowd quickly surrounded He Yiming, buzzing with excitement.

“Make way for the boss!”

To his surprise, Niu Roumian ran up and hugged his leg, sobbing dramatically.

“Sect Leader! They're stealing my strategy! You've got to ban them! Ban them all!”

“???” He Yiming stared at Niu Roumian, baffled.

Around him, other players chimed in with complaints:

“Sect Leader, there aren't enough War Camel Beasts left to hunt!”

“Yeah! I searched for ten whole minutes and couldn't find a single one!”

“Seriously, they're all farmed out!”

He Yiming's mind raced.

I'm at Spirit Vein Realm and can barely handle five beasts before needing rest… Meanwhile, these Body Refinement players are complaining about running out of monsters to hunt?

Suppressing his bewilderment, He Yiming composed himself.

“Niu Roumian,” he said evenly, “since you claim they copied your strategy, why don't you demonstrate it for me?”

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