There is One New Rule Every Month Globally-Chapter 341 - 299: "G, I can only say G.

Chapter 341: Chapter 299: “G, I can only say G.

The next second—

He suddenly felt the scenery around him whirl wildly, followed by his vision blurring to an extreme, as if he had instantaneously become a nearsighted patient with a 9000-degree prescription, unable to distinguish male from female just a meter away.

When his vision restored, he found himself in a rather dilapidated hut.

There was a semi-transparent system pop-up window in front of him.

Chen Yi first swept his gaze around the room and then raised his eyebrows slightly. This transition had incorporated quite a few special effects; it was a blurry transition, unlike the previous ones, which were just a flash of white light and hastily done.

From this detail, he could infer the official nature of this map.

Or perhaps, its difficulty.

The difficulty level of this map was S.

He had never ventured onto an S-level map before. This was his debut map, as well as his first S-level map.

Although the people from the 33 Club had made this map sound extremely challenging, and he could clearly and distinctly feel the malice from the Feng Family of the Annihilation Starfield Club, he actually didn’t think this map was that difficult.

It was only limiting his individual strength.

He simply had to revert to an ordinary person’s status and establish a D-level dark force within this map.

It was akin to a reality show where a street thug rises to power.

This level of difficulty being called S-grade genuinely made him somewhat look down upon S-level maps.

Before the enhancement game began, he wasn’t some tender shoot raised in a garden. He understood the ways of the lower strata of society. It wasn’t as though being limited in individual strength and reduced to an ordinary person would make him a laughingstock during the numerous players’ live streams.

“Hmph.”

Chen Yi pushed these thoughts aside, the corner of his mouth curling into a tight cold smile, a hard edge flickering in his eyes.

In a situation where everyone was an ordinary person, his starting point was even higher.

The place where he descended was a rather dirty and untidy tent, clearly not cleaned for a long time, filled with dust and even visible cobwebs. Sticking his head out, it was underneath a flyover.

After confirming that there was no immediate danger surrounding his landing spot,

he then turned his attention to the system pop-up window in front of him and carefully began to read.

“Ding, you have descended into the S-grade map ‘Rogue Star’.”

“The city you have descended into is Rogue Star’s C-grade city—Ao City.”

“Main Quest: Become the leader of a D-grade dark force within one month.”

“Side Quest: Kill 4444 native residents.”

“The identity you’ve randomly obtained is—Prospector.”

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“Identity Name”: Prospector.

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“Identity Content”: Slightly better than a beggar but not by much. Not exactly of no fixed abode, rather homeless by choice, with the primary source of income being to lurk at the sites where battles are about to take place in order to be the first to inspect the scene for any ‘junk’ to pick up after one side is annihilated or emerges victorious.

A sophisticated prospector will use their own methods to provoke fights between two individuals with no prior grudges, thereby profiting from the conflict.

Sometimes, they also live stream the battle scenes as they unfold to profit from them.

Of course,

many times, this behavior is despised by many, especially by those experts who have been treated as pawns. Being a prospector and being casually killed is only to be expected, but at least it’s a step up from being a beggar, after all, they are not without a roof over their head.

Instead, the world is their home.

What’s the difference between the two?

The former is compelled by life, the latter driven by dreams.

“Identity Introduction”: A Prospector with dreams naturally picks up enough ‘junk’ to one day whitewash and start afresh.”

“…”

Chen Yi’s eyebrows slightly furrowed as he looked at the somewhat ambiguous system pop-up in front of him, silent, not speaking. He was somewhat puzzled as to what the system window intended to convey, but he still roughly understood his own identity.

It was that of a trash-picking beggar.

Just stoking fires to get people to fight to the death, then heading to the site to pick up trash.

Not as lowly as a beggar’s status, but more despised than a beggar.

Not a bad start.

At least he wasn’t a prisoner, not directly thrown into a jail.

After that, he started to scan his surroundings, preparing to collect some weapons for self-defense.

“Hmm.”

Chen Yi pulled a somewhat rusty awl from the dirt on the floor inside the tent, tucking it into his chest with satisfaction.

And he even amused himself by creating a little sound effect for his find.

“Ding, congratulations on acquiring a rusty awl.”

Awl.

A fine weapon, indeed. As long as you aim for the fatal parts like the eye socket, nostrils, ears, mouth, or the rear, minimal force is needed to deprive a person of their fighting ability. Even if it’s not enough to be lethal on the spot, the bacteria carried by the rusty awl are more than enough to give the opponent trouble.

He was very pleased with this weapon.

Besides that, he gradually found a few more items that could serve as weapons.

A very thin steel wire.

It could be used to set traps, such as at a highway intersection, providing a stark surprise to those fond of motorcycling.

And some steel nails.

“Eh?”

Chen Yi’s eyes suddenly lit up as he rummaged through a pile of disordered clothes and pulled out a nail gun, hastily loading the newly found nails into it and aiming it at the side of the tent on impulse, pulling the trigger.

“Bang!”

Accompanied by a somewhat muffled sound, the steel nail shot out from the barrel at a speed almost too fast to catch.

Piercing through the tent, shooting out!

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