Online Game: Don’t Heal the Others

After talking in low voice for a while, War Spirit Knife and others went over to Xiaofeng embarrassedly.

“Well, Master Healer, could you do us a favor… please?” War Spirit Knife asked while rubbing his hands. The other players—some were from War Spirit Hall and some were from other guilds—all encouraged War Spirit Knife with their eyes. Only War Spirit Ziyi had a helpless look on her charming face.

“What is it?” Xiaofeng asked with confusion.

“Could you lead us to the Bonus Area? We thought it’d be better if we go there now,” War Spirit Knife said tentatively.

Now that Xiaofeng had told them the direction, leading the way was rather just an excuse. Their real purpose was probably to have Xiaofeng be their guard.

Thor’s strength was so horrifying that those 30 people would rather avoid the person. This was a master’s great influence.

“Huh? Why are you going to the Bonus Area now?” Xiaofeng said with even more confusion, for they now knew the situation there.

“Master Healer, you know that the artifact can only be won through the lucky drawing machine. We all know how precious that artifact is, so there won’t be many of them. Maybe that machine will pop up only one. So if anybody takes it, then everyone else has no chance,” War Spirit Knife said.

Xiaofeng understood but also felt worried. It was quite possible. He did not consider that before.

He had focused too much on his thought to grab more Treasure Points for the raffle. But given that the artifact would pop up randomly, if any lucky dog took it, others would just have no chance and their extreme number of Treasure Points would mean nothing at all.

“So we’re going to use up the Treasure Points we have now. Though it’s hard to get an artifact, we’ll at least try. It would be too late if the artifact has been taken by someone else.”

As War Spirit Knife spoke, the other people all nodded to show their agreement.

Xiaofeng was still unwilling to go. Due to War Spirit Knife’s words, he was more eager to grab Treasure Points. Leading them to the Bonus Area and going back would take too much time. But it was hard to refuse since Xiaofeng had been getting along well with the War Spirit Hall.

“I have an idea. Since it takes 10,000 points for each draw, we can pay Master Healer our unneeded points—maybe 1,000 points per person—for spending time with us.” War Spirit Ziyi broke in on the conversation and looked at Xiaofeng nervously. Maybe she had realized Xiaofeng’s unwillingness.

“No problem. I have 4,000 unneeded points. I’ll give them all to our Master Healer.”

War Spirit Knife agreed immediately and launched a deal with Xiaofeng, giving him over 4,000 points generously.

“I also have 1,000 unneeded points.”

“I only have a few hundred. Master Healer, take mine please.”

At once, following War Spirit Knife, other people also launched deals with Xiaofeng. Some gave him one or two thousand, and some hundreds. Everyone here did it except for War Spirit Ziyi, who had put forward this idea.

In quite a short time, Xiaofeng’s Treasure Points had increased to over 39,000. If he grabbed about 1,000 points more, he could have four draws.

Xiaofeng was happy about the payment, then he turned to stare at War Spirit Ziyi, the only one person who did not give him any points.

“Master Xiao, I’m a priest. I don’t kill people. So I have no points to give you. Maybe I can give you myself?” War Spirit Ziyi said in an alluring voice and crossed her arms with her fingers tapping her elbow.

“Nonsense. I’m a priest as well. And I kill people.”

Xiaofeng did not bite. War Spirit Ziyi, the beauty, was frozen, and the other people also felt quite embarrassed.

“You are a priest? Are you kidding us?”

“Let’s go.”

Satisfied with the payment, Xiaofeng did not hesitate and led the group of over 30 people to the Bonus Area.

They did not run into other players along the way and reached the Bonus Area smoothly.

War Spirit Knife and others strode toward the lucky drawing machine in the center and began to draw without hesitation, worrying that troubles might crop up unexpectedly. At the same time, the screen on the machine also started.

“Congratulations, War Spirit Knife! You win a—’Thanks for Your Participation’.”

“Congratulations, War Spirit Xiaoxin! You win a—’Thanks for Your Participation’.”

“Congratulations, Tai Sanshi! You win a—’Thanks for Your Participation’.”

“Congratulations, Silver Lance Fighter! You win a—’Thanks for Your Participation’.”

“Congratulations, War Spirit Sharpshooter! You win a—’Thanks for Your Participation’.”

…

After a series of draws, those who were the first to draw, fearing that others would get the artifact, were all stunned.

“This… is weird.”

Those who lined up behind did not dare to take action now. They were all amazed and suspicious.

“There may be something wrong. I guess this damn machine is empty inside!”

It seemed that Xiaofeng wanted to disprove what that guy said. He stepped out with scorn and said, “I’ll go next. I have enough luck points.”

The group of people all stepped back immediately and stared at Xiaofeng full of hope. Xiaofeng did not frustrate the others as he put his hand on the drawing button.

“Congratulations, Dad! You win a—’Thanks for Your Participation’.”

But then, the rolling notice on the screen made Xiaofeng freeze.

He had failed as well. Besides that, the lucky drawing machine had invalidated the character-name-hiding effect, so everyone knew Xiaofeng’s character name. Now they all looked at him with curious or puzzled eyes.

Xiaofeng felt a little awkward, but he did not give up and tried again.

“Congratulations, Dad! You win a—’Thanks for Your Participation’.”

“What the f*ck!”

Xiaofeng was totally astonished and thought that his luck points were kidding him with these consecutive failures. Xiaofeng was stirred up and tried one more time.

“Congratulations, Dad! You win a—’Red Attributes *2′.”

The third draw finally popped up something. Xiaofeng was greatly relieved because his luck points worked anyway, and he was much luckier than Thor. He grabbed something at least and saved his dignity.

He checked his bag, seeing the two red beans. These beans could add 200 Proficiency to a profession’s skill. Xiaofeng, of course, used them on his Hammer of Judgment.

Now that Xiaofeng had drawn something out, the others gained confidence and lined up in front of the lucky drawing machine again.

The over 30 people took more than 50 draws, but in the end, the results were poor and they only got three prizes.

Aside from Xiaofeng getting two attributes, two other players got a normal pet egg and some experience points, respectively.

The experience points were not much, only 100,000—one of the lowest prizes.

“That’s all?”

Xiaofeng turned around and found the others all shaking their heads. Obviously, all of them had used up their Treasure Points. But they did not get any good prizes. That machine only popped up rubbish, let alone the artifact.

“Let’s go and grab more Treasure Points.”

Helplessly, everyone could only turn around and leave for the Bonus Area together.

On their way here, they had been worrying about running into Thor. At this very moment, however, they came across Thor.

“Guys, you’ve used up ‘my’ points?”

War Spirit Knife and the others were surprised, all looking at this Westerner, Thor, blocking the entrance of the Bonus Area, and got angered by his words.

“Thor sees us as his ATM? What is ‘my points’?”

“Hmph! How dare you! You’re Thor, the mighty. But how can you look down upon us that much?”

A player from War Spirit Hall spoke with a sneer. Anyway, Thor was just one, but they were more than 30. How dare he underestimate them?

All the players here were masters from their own zones. None of them had ever suffered scorn like this.

“I never talk to the dead. You have no value at all. You’re dying.”

Thor was very handsome. Even among Westerners, he had a superstar appearance. But his voice was cold and he looked down upon everybody.

Thor blocked the Bonus Area’s entrance. Since those Huaxia District players were all in the Bonus Area, namely the safety area, he couldn’t take any action. So he just shouted and provoked them.

This also showed how arrogant Thor was. He even blocked the way of more than 30 people outside the safety area by himself.

“F*ck! I can’t bear this! Let’s go and get him!”

A War Spirit Hall player was exasperated. Realizing that War Spirit Knife agreed silently, he called out and led a group of people to rush at Thor.

In fact, War Spirit Knife did not stop them, but he stopped Xiaofeng. He had Xiaofeng stay here to take a look at Thor’s strength.

This was a thoughtful consideration for Xiaofeng because nobody here had seen Thor’s strength themselves. A good observation could allow Xiaofeng to prepare better for fighting. After all, they asked Xiaofeng for help and should not let Xiaofeng rush to fight when knowing nothing about the enemy.

“Let’s go together! Thor’s a mage! Just use your skill on him!”

That leading War Spirit Hall player was War Spirit Xiaoxin. He was a berserker, and the group he led were all infighting professions. Once they left the safety area, they sprinted, bashed their shields, and assaulted Thor, trying their best to approach the mighty.

“Hmph, you want to die, so I’ll let you die.”

A mage would normally try to keep his distance from the enemy in close combat. But Thor didn’t. He held up his staff made of purple crystal.

With a sizzling sound, a thunder light chain popped up from the purple crystal staff and swept out, piercing War Spirit Xiaoxin and his group at an imperceptible speed.

At this very moment, a bunch of bloody damage indicators floated in the air.

“-322! Critical Strike!”

“-308! Critical Strike!”

“-296! Critical Strike!”

“-314! Critical Strike!”

…

A single Lightning Chain should pierce seven players at one time! Seven horrifying damage indicators had popped up in the air—all were Critical Strikes! The seven players were seckilled right away and had no chance to fight back, for their maximum Health Points was only about 200.