The peach wood sword was an excellent weapon, especially in dungeons filled with ghosts and zombies; it would certainly be very useful!
In the end, he bought three bandages and a peach wood sword, paid his points, and then left the small building.
Outside, countless people waited to see if he would die inside, but to their surprise, in less than half an hour, he not only emerged but seemed to be in much better condition, appearing less feeble.
This was the first time the main god’s space had introduced new buildings, and no one knew whether it was a good or bad thing, but at the very least, no one died. Gradually, more daring individuals began to venture inside.
They soon discovered that it was a shop where one could purchase items by paying points.
Buying even two bandages would greatly increase the survival rate in the dungeon, so quite a few people made purchases, eager to test their effectiveness.
Lusnian never expected that his earnings on the first day would exceed ten thousand energy coins. In the previous dimension, he had waited for a long time but only received one Ebber, and the subsequent developments were slow until he became famous in Vista City.
However, it made sense; after all, the last shop’s location was not convenient, situated in a deep abyss, while this new shop was in a very visible location.
The main god likely developed new features, and the new building in the central square was now a shop, introducing NPCs that sold products, which quickly spread among all players.
Below this space were several organizations and teams, one of which, known as “Extreme Punishment,” had a notorious reputation.
They adhered to an extreme creed, supporting killing within the dungeons, disregarding everything for survival, and they had indeed won numerous games.
It was said that the leader of Extreme Punishment could have as many as six thousand points. He once pushed a friend off a cliff during a mission and survived, which made him taste sweet success.
Although many people looked down on this organization for losing their basic human conscience, ordinary players had no choice but to guarantee their own safety when facing them in the same dungeon.
When he heard about the shop’s emergence in the main god’s space, he didn’t believe in the so-called NPCs that others spoke of.
Extreme Punishment sent someone to test Lusnian’s depth, planning a rowdy scene outside his shop.
Before long, as Lusnian handed the bandages to the customer in front of him, he suddenly heard a rough and unpleasant voice from outside.
“Hey, don’t pretend to be an NPC! Stop the nonsense and come out! Otherwise, I won’t hold back!”
Someone outside shouted loudly, their foul language quite distasteful. It wasn’t just one person; other murmurs and discussions could also be heard amidst the chaos.
Lusnian remained unfazed, meticulously wrapping the bandages before releasing them, showing no signs of acknowledging the person outside.
For Lusnian, only those who entered his shop counted as customers and deserved his attention. As for the loud person outside demanding he come out, well… he wasn’t listening.
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Chapter 30: Infinite Flow Dimension Three
As that man shouted, many people stepped aside, keeping their distance, and no one dared to enter the shop to make a purchase.
They were all casual players, hovering around a few hundred points, the lowest-tier players, while Extreme Punishment’s minimum standard for recruits was over a thousand points, ruthless in their methods, and nobody wanted to offend them.
What if they ran into members of Extreme Punishment in the same dungeon in the future? The consequences of retaliation were not something they could bear.
Lusnian frowned; arguing was fine, but impacting his business was not acceptable.
He Zhiyi, a member of Extreme Punishment outside, grew more irritated as the shop’s occupants delayed their response. He was about to curse loudly again when suddenly, a hot flame grazed his cheek—a burst of blue flames that singed a lock of his hair, which fell to the ground.
The man’s pupils constricted; the speed was too fast—at that moment, he didn’t even notice anything amiss. If it had been just a bit more off, it could have burned through his throat.
Swallowing his curse, he finally realized that this person was likely not ordinary.
He didn’t know what item was being used, but the flame seemed powerful—at least a B-grade item.
The way to acquire items was incredibly difficult; generally, one could only obtain them by perfectly fulfilling task requirements or through opportunities during special missions.
Each item was a life-saving trick for players and usually wouldn’t be used lightly.
Even He Zhiyi himself only had one defensive item capable of creating a safe house for three minutes.
He obtained this item from another player during a dungeon clear and, knowing that player possessed valuable items, he approached with the intention of killing and stealing, ultimately pushing him into the Abyss of Yomi to secure the item.
Recalling that person’s foolishness, he couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh.
They were too naive, without a shred of caution; such people didn’t deserve items and wouldn’t survive long—they were better off in his hands.
Remembering the D-grade item he held, he grew confident and strode boldly into the shop.
He Zhiyi saw the extraordinary man inside and revealed a hint of jealousy and greed.
Outside, they said this was an NPC, but he didn’t believe that at all; having spent nearly a year in the main god’s space, he had never heard of any so-called NPCs being set up here.
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