Treasured Moonlight

Nameless Traveler, "If you could bring the martial arts, Inner Strength, Daoist skills, Divine Skills, and other abilities you've learned in the game into reality, would you play such a game?"
Gamer, "Of course, I would play. Is there really such a great thing?"
Nameless Traveler, "Then, if you were to die in the game, and you would also die in reality, would you still play?"
Gamer, "Let me think about it—um, I think I would play, as long as I'm careful to avoid provoking higher-level monsters."
Nameless Traveler, "What if the game was so difficult that a Little Monster at the entrance of a village could easily chop you down, would you still play?"
Gamer, "……"

Absolute Destiny Game

"I'm laying it out here today, either kill me or give me what I want, otherwise this won't be over," he said.


At the entrance of the food shop, Sanbing stripped off his clothes and blocked the chef's way, with a reckless air. The chef, infuriated, grabbed a kitchen knife and wanted to strike, but ultimately didn't dare to cut down.


"Get out, get out, get out, take the money and scram!" After saying that, he threw a handful of copper coins and a few steamed buns.


[System Notification: Intimidation successful, you have gained 55 Wen, steamed buns × 5, your reputation in Ginkgo Village has decreased, it is now 34/100. Neutral.]


"Heh heh, just giving them straight away would've ended this sooner. I'm reasonable, right? I'll scram now," he said.


After finishing his words, he actually rolled away.


Finding a secluded spot, he put his clothes back on properly and checked the loot in his bag from the morning's haul.


Chapter 72 Wandering Tales of the Sanbing (Seeking First Subscription)