I've Become the King of Villains in the Game-Chapter 444 - 307 Where Did Mr. Jack Go?

Chapter 444: Chapter 307 Where Did Mr. Jack Go?

Chen Lun, brimming with curiosity, clicked on the video.

The first thing that caught his eye was a chicken.

Immediately, a rhythmic melody began playing in the background.

Just when he thought the chicken would start dancing, several glowing words popped up on the screen—

“The False Beast Tamer.”

The camera pulled back.

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A group of players hunting in the forest came into view.

One of the male players, named “Meet the Dragon King,” was commanding seven or eight fierce wild roosters to attack a giant rat over three meters tall. But the latter, simply by swinging its massive body or opening its mouth to bite, killed off these wild roosters instantly.

Then he heard a companion shout:

“Dragon King, you’ve completed your task of holding it back, now retreat!”

However, the player called Dragon King wasn’t quick enough to dodge and was pinned down by the giant rat. He had just transformed his right arm into a sharp, dagger-like fire-eating bird claw, and before he could fight back, the giant rat bit off his head, killing him instantly.

At this point, bullet comments flew across densely, all carrying messages like “negative example,” “pathetic performance,” “I’m full,” and “Dragon King, do you have any shame at all?”

Following that, the scene switched.

It moved to the perspective of two female players, one from the Hall of Valor Guild named “Tutu,” and the other from the Chuxi Guild named “Kuchan Nana.”

Both women, along with their teammates, were besieging another giant rat and each commanded a tiger and three cheetahs to attack the giant rat from all directions. Yet these fierce beasts of nature still couldn’t withstand the giant rat’s charging and biting.

In just over a dozen seconds, all were dead on the spot, their bodies mutilated beyond recognition.

Seeing this, Kuchan Nana and Tutu had no choice but to transform. One of them produced a bee-tail needle from her palm with feline-like hind legs, while the other’s arms turned into serrated giant pincers, her whole body covered with a shiny dark red hard shell.

The two then launched a pincer attack on the giant rat.

Kuchan Nana used her nimble legs to leap to the side of the giant rat, stabbing the bee stinger in her palm into its body, seemingly injecting some type of poison that caused its flesh to rot, even causing large patches of fur and muscle to fall off, decomposing into pus.

Tutu chose to face it head-on, hard fighting. Her arms clamped together like the mandibles of a large-toothed fierce ant, at a speed indiscernible to the naked eye, cutting straight into the front limbs of the giant rat, “biting” them off.

But the next moment.

The giant rat, in pain, swung its tail. Its tail, five or six meters long and as thick as a water barrel, was like a giant cement pillar sweeping across, instantly killing Kuchan Nana and Tutu.

At this moment, the flood of bullet comments surged again, with remarks like “You can tell you’ve done your best, but all I want to say is, ‘How soothing,'” and “What kind of beasts have you tamed? Useless, the guy next door Bei Zi has already solo cleared it!”

The screen went black.

Then another line of shiny big words popped up—

“The True Beast Tamer!”

Background music suddenly ignited.

The expressionless face of Polaris appeared in the center of the screen.

As the rhythm of the drumbeats accelerated, the camera zoomed out to reveal his body. A dark green, tough keratin layer gradually covered him completely, his cheeks narrowing to form the long head of a crocodile, and his legs transformed into antelope hooves.

The barrage of comments swiftly posted, “Here comes the mighty Croc Man!!”

Polaris made a bizarre leap, dodging the rat’s lunge, then opened his hand, turning it into a crocodile’s maw, clamping down on the giant rat’s neck. His body spun elegantly, tearing off a large chunk of flesh.

Blood rained down like a shower.

The giant rat retaliated, but Polaris easily dodged.

Polaris and the giant rat fought ferociously, the tempo entirely within Polaris’s control. In no time at all, the giant rat was beaten and bruised, crashing down heavily to the ground.

Only Polaris’s fierce, dark green silhouette remained, standing atop the carcass of the giant rat.

The entire screen, in the next second, was filled with comments—

“Bro Polaris!” “A god forever!” “Haven’t eaten all day, damn near croc-killed by hunger!” “What’s a real Beast Tamer, eh (global laughter)!” “Cool! Brother Bei!” “Blame my watching Brother Polaris on the Path of Destiny’s Beast Tamer!”

But the video didn’t end there.

In the final scene of the credits, a man covered in pale scales appeared, with messy, slightly curled black hair under which was a perfect face, and a pair of indifferent emerald eyes.

This man was dressed in a black suit, exuding elegance yet violence, with eight pale behemoth pythons raging behind him, dancing wildly, confronting Archbishop Lafa in the ruins of a manor.

The footage lasted only two seconds before it vanished in a flash.

Yet the comments nearly covered the entire screen—

“Ahhh, my Mr. Jack!” “This… this isn’t right, is it?” “When world-class players step forward, I’m truly grateful!” “Good sir, I directly say good sir, looking at both sides, did you put the referee in the game?” “Cut it out, this makes Brother Bei seem less intimidating.” “That’s too damn exaggerated, is this Beast Taming or Divinity Training?” “Teacher, he’s cheating!”

Chen Lun looked at these comments and smiled.

Then he turned off the video and glanced at the name of the uploader… Oh, Su Keying, then it’s fine.

Chen Lun then checked out the hot forum posts.

One of the posts was about the recent emergence of the mysterious character “Spade Knight Qiaoke.” The author analyzed the identity of this fierce figure and expressed suspicion that Qiaoke had many similarities with the Circus Leader Jack, suggesting they might be the same person.

Most of the following comments were mocking and doubtful.

But the author remained calm, citing many examples with a tone suggesting they had seen through the truth, providing extremely detailed clues.

For instance, Mr. Jack’s signature weapon was a silver cane, suspected to be a high-level Mysterious Object capable of transforming into different shapes. When he left Amber City, he fought with the Archibishop of the Red Apple Church, Lafa, in the last battle at the manor, where he used a silver greatsword, unleashing a slash with purple-red flames.

Spade Knight Qiaoke’s iconic weapon is a silver-white greatsword, which also burns with purple-red flames.

Moreover, both are Transcendents of the Path of Destiny and appeared on the same day in the ruins of Jack’s manor, battling others and so on.

Reading through the many logical analyses, the subsequent forum posters were half-convinced and some even agreed with the original poster’s point of view. However, due to the lack of concrete evidence, the player community had not yet accepted this post as fact.

After finishing the entire post, Chen Lun clicked his tongue in surprise and reflected on his own carelessness.

Fortunately, the officials also lacked evidence, otherwise he might have become an S-rank fugitive of the Empire.

He took note of the original poster’s ID, which was “Ordinary Operator.” Chen Lun felt it seemed familiar and after thinking for a moment, he realized… Wasn’t this the “Post Appraiser” big shot from his previous life? The three opportunity posts from Peacock City were found by this very person.

‘Indeed, the player community is like a dragon lying in the grass; this guy is quite talented… If I meet him in the future, I must reward him with a Clarence story set meal.’

Chen Lun thought to himself.

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In the Immortal Realm at this time.

Forest of Nature.

The players from Hall of Valor Guild, including Dongyang, Kuang Benkuang, Horseman, Greeting Dragon King, and Tutu, from Chuxi Guild—Chenxi, Honey Pomelo and Kuchan Nana, from God’s Love Guild—Doghead Gold and Forget No Taboo, as well as independent players like Polaris, Su Keying, and Wei Yin along with several other high-level players, were teaming up for exploration.

The entire team was made up of Transcendents and was increasingly coordinated, consistently maintaining their position at the tip of the player pyramid, always hanging within the top hundred of the leaderboard.

Among them, Dragon King, Tutu, and Nana were huddled around Polaris, like his little fans, asking all kinds of questions and seeking advice.

“Polaris bro, how do you level up so fast? We always raid together to gain levels…”

The Dragon King asked with a puzzled expression.

Tutu and Nana glanced at him and rolled their eyes without hiding their disdain.

They wanted to say, “It’s just because you’re lazy, there’s no other reason,” but they remained silent out of consideration for team harmony.

Polaris shook his head and simply said:

“I just use the time everyone spends drinking soda to grind missions, that’s the only reason I level up faster than you all… ”

The other players couldn’t help but purse their lips upon hearing this.

They also wondered, what mission could offer so many Experience Points that they didn’t know about.

Seeing their confusion, Polaris began to explain, his tone tinged with a touch of emotion.

This stemmed from an unexpected find he had made a while back. After a routine raid and disband, he was strolling through Amber City when he stumbled upon a recruitment notice posted by the Security Office.

As an independent high-level player, Polaris had a keen sense of quests, and he quickly sensed the aura of the Mystic Realm from that notice.

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So, he volunteered to sign up.

Sure enough, that recruitment notice turned out to be a summon from the Shelter. Due to the havoc wreaked by the Red Apple Church, various Cult Organizations had sprung up, afflicting all regions. The Shelter, short-staffed as it was, called upon independent Transcendents to help eradicate these cancers.

The mission offered an exceedingly generous amount of Experience Points, but during the process of accepting it, an unexpected issue arose—his reputation in the region wasn’t high enough!

The Shelter’s Investigator coldly turned Polaris away.

He initially thought that was the end of it, but a strong sense of unwillingness led him to make one last attempt, saying a certain sentence to the Investigator in charge of the mission handover.

“What did you say? It’s so effective! Teach me, Polaris bro… I want to give it a try too!”

The Dragon King eagerly pleaded.

Not just Tutu and Kuchan Nana, but even Dongyang Chenxi and others pricked up their ears.

With a light chuckle, Polaris seemed to return to that day. His demeanor grew serene as he said lightly:

“It doesn’t matter, I’ll lend a hand… because I’m a student of Mr. Jack.”

“Tch!”

“Tch! As if that brings any clout!”

“I feel like I’ve been duped by you.”

“Hey! That effect came mainly from the latter part of what you said, right?”

“Damn it, Polaris, I hate you so much! Don’t think just because you’re Mr. Jack’s student, I wouldn’t dare… to fawn over you! Slurp!”

“Ew… Gross, Dragon King, keep your tongue to yourself, you look like a hanged ghost.”

Tutu turned away in disgust at the sight of Dragon King’s antics.

The group continued on their way with laughter and conversation, surrounded by an air of cheerfulness.

At that moment, Wei Yin spoke up, somewhat dejectedly:

“Ah, I miss Mr. Jack so much. Where has he gone? I can’t see him and there’s been a water outage at my place again.”

Hearing this, Polaris also became a bit lost in thought.

He was now stuck at the level cap of the current patch, Level 30, making it difficult to advance further, so he had been eager to find Mr. Jack, hoping to gain some insight from his mentor.

But since the Circus left Amber City, they, the high-level players, hadn’t seen Mr. Jack again… It had been almost a month, even the Jack statue by the lakeside hut had been shined up by Wei Yin’s frequent visits.

Especially the chest, buttocks, and crotch areas had been touched so much they were nearly worn shiny.

“Heh, don’t worry, our players from Hall of Valor have possibly found a clue to Mr. Jack’s whereabouts in Peacock City…”

Dongyang suddenly said with a smile.

“I’ll have them check it out tomorrow.”