087 Wrath of the Stars!

There are more than a dozen orange-quality pieces of equipment, and you want every single one of them. Yet, you can only choose one. That is truly agonizing. The players watching the livestream are suffering even more; they can only look at the massive arsenal of the Alliance military warehouse without being able to choose anything. At least the participants get to select two orange pieces and one purple piece, but outsiders have no way of making a choice at all.

"Brother Chenfeng is such a beast! He actually gave away his right to choose an orange piece of equipment to a few beauties. I'm so envious! If only I were a beauty!" Handsome Undercover was drinking in a tavern with four other thieves while checking out the top-tier gear in the Alliance warehouse. Among the orange equipment was a top-tier orange dagger, but it was strictly look-but-don't-touch.

"Just now, I really wanted to ask Brother Chenfeng to pick that dagger for me, but I didn't dare say it!" Handsome Undercover was extremely envious. Only someone as magnanimous as Chenfeng would casually give away the chance to pick two orange items just like that. When he saw that top-tier orange dagger earlier, Handsome Undercover had opened his friend list, intending to ask Chenfeng to get it for him. He had even rehearsed it in his mind, but in the end, he didn't dare to ask.

"I don't even have a single orange piece of equipment myself, and now Brother Chenfeng is already using orange gear to pick up girls. That is what you call a different league... a whole different league..." One guy felt the gap between himself and Chenfeng was simply astronomical. Realizing that overthinking was useless, he could only drown his sorrows in draft beer.

"I've set my sights on that orange dagger! From now on, I'm grinding the battlefield until I get this top-tier dagger." One thief had already made up his mind. Because of this livestream, quite a few people had set grim determinations, wishing they could instantly slaughter their way into the Alliance warehouse and stuff all the ordnance into their own backpacks. The number of players fighting in the battlefields in the future would undoubtedly skyrocket, because once a player's contribution reached a terrifying threshold, they would receive a high-difficulty quest. As long as they completed it, they could enter the Alliance warehouse to select equipment.

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Envy, jealousy, and hatred! Many players knew it was impossible for members of the Frost Snow Guild to enter the Alliance warehouse to choose weaponry; their ability to go in was definitely tied closely to Duan Chenfeng. This was obvious just from the orange equipment they chose. Across the entire Chinese server, Chenfeng was the only person who had entered the Alliance warehouse and been allowed to select orange gear. How could others not be envious? He didn't even want orange equipment for himself, choosing instead to hand it over to the guild beauties. Using orange equipment to pick up women—Chenfeng was probably the only person in the entire world to do so!

"Guys who send handbags and sports cars to pick up girls are utter trash. Sending orange gear is the ultimate meta!" Seeing several beauties selecting orange equipment, many people felt a myriad of emotions. They didn't even possess gold-tier gear yet, while others were already using orange equipment to woo women. Orange equipment couldn't simply be bought with money. Foreign tycoons had long since offered hefty sums to purchase various pieces of orange gear, but not a single esports team or gaming studio dared to accept such orders.

"I honestly have no idea what kind of dog dung the people in the Frost Snow Guild stepped in to run into such a fool." There were plenty of beauties in the gaming world, and these women felt deeply depressed. Why hadn't they ever encountered a player as foolish as Chenfeng? If they had an orange piece of equipment and flipped it to foreign buyers, it would be the equivalent of hitting the jackpot.

"This guy is a lost cause. Just watch how far he falls!" A female professional player felt that Chenfeng was truly beyond saving after seeing him act so foolishly as to let several beauties pick orange equipment. Even the most formidable players wouldn't just give away orange gear, right? At present, Chenfeng only had one orange one-handed sword and one orange two-handed sword; he hadn't even completed his own set of orange equipment, yet he was already giving things away. Professional players who currently owned orange equipment were rarer than phoenix feathers and unicorn horns—you could count them on one hand.

Even the Elven Princess, Eternal Song, didn't possess orange equipment, and she simply couldn't understand why Chenfeng was willing to hand such gear over to others. At first, Chenfeng had also thought giving away orange equipment was foolish, but reflecting on the fact that they would all be playing on the esports team together in the future, it didn't matter. Chenfeng wasn't genuinely lacking in orange equipment anyway; once he hit level 50, he would be able to pick up legendary quests.

"Begging for an orange equipment selection right! Money is no object!" Some agents representing wealthy foreign buyers didn't care about money at all; what they wanted was the right to choose orange equipment. As long as they secured that right, they could trade it for even more cash. The problem was that across the entire Chinese server, only Chenfeng held those two selection rights, and this idiot was squandering them to pick up girls.

Virtual reality games were different from keyboard-based competitive games; they didn't require extreme youth because the physical demands on the body weren't particularly high. Instead, experience was what mattered. For instance, there were countless wealthy players aged 35 to 45 from foreign countries, and quite a few high-tier experts among them. Pu Jin, whom Stan knew, was a 42-year-old expert player. For this group of wealthy gamers who lacked nothing in financial resources, world rankings were far more desirable, and they never blinked an eye when purchasing gear. The catch was that the current quantity of orange equipment was far too scarce. Even with this tribal siege event yielding at least one piece of orange gear per national server, the total number remained pathetically low.

"Raven, you really are willing to give away orange equipment like that! Are you planning to play in the professional league with them?" Atlas already knew that instead of choosing orange gear suited for himself, Chenfeng had given it away. Unlike everyone else, Atlas understood that Chenfeng must be planning to field a professional team with them; otherwise, there was zero reason to gift orange equipment.

Few people could understand Chenfeng, and Atlas was one of them. "Right, you have two orange equipment selection rights. Care to send one our way?"

"You're out of your mind. I only have one for myself, and the other has to go to a teammate!" Atlas realized it was impossible to purchase an orange equipment selection right from Chenfeng. Since Chenfeng had responded by asking if he wanted one as a gift, it was clearly a subtle hint for Atlas to drop the subject of buying orange equipment.

Seeing that Wang Xiaodie and the others were still deliberating on how to choose their orange gear, Chenfeng continued chatting with Atlas. "Your plans for the next phase should be pretty much the same as mine, right? Did you manage to dig up information on players in other national servers who hold orange equipment? We need any unbo-und orange gear. See if you can track them down."

"That's going to take some time. How are we going to split the loot when the time comes?" Atlas adored Chenfeng because this guy's train of thought was an exact match for his own. Since every national server received a piece of orange equipment during this tribal siege event, it presented a prime opportunity to hunt and loot orange gear. However, many players hadn't made their choices yet, keeping the total pool of orange equipment very small. Atlas was still investigating what items those players had chosen.

The Alliance warehouse selection rights had no time limit, so naturally, people were taking their time to decide. They didn't have a military rank as high as Chenfeng's that allowed them to drag others inside to help make selections; they had to navigate the Alliance warehouse themselves, which required a significant amount of time to weigh options. Consequently, orange equipment remained scarce, and pro players who secured selection rights were carefully considering which items would best suit their team.

"One piece per person, with priority given to matching builds. Whoever gets the kill gets first priority, sound good?" Chenfeng knew the number of players destined to have their orange gear looted would be immense, and several major assassin organizations would undoubtedly make their moves. The competition at that point would be ferocious to the extreme; if they weren't careful, they might even get reverse-ambushed. The scramble for orange equipment would certainly be no less intense than the fight for the One Ring, and might even be bloodier.

Chenfeng thoroughly enjoyed assassination operations, and with the One Ring in his possession, killing him was exceptionally difficult. Therefore, even though he had given away pieces of orange equipment, it didn't pain him too much, because he could easily reclaim them before long.

After a period of thought and deduction, the four beauties finally selected two pieces of orange gear and one purple piece. One of the orange items was the Diamond Emerald Necklace Chenfeng had picked earlier, while the other was the orange bow, Thori'dal, the Stars' Fury. In the end, they opted for the orange bow because there were two hunters in the studio, and it could be distributed accordingly later. However, this orange bow could under no circumstances leave the safe zone; otherwise, no one could guarantee its safety. As for the purple item, it was a healing-type purple staff.

Chenfeng brought the equipment out, registered it with the guarding officer, and handed the items over to them.

"I challenge you, Arena No. 77." That marksman hunter, Ye Xin, sent Chenfeng a message stating she wanted to challenge him. Did she think having an orange bow would make her a match for Chenfeng? Even with it, she wouldn't beat him.

Since he had nothing better to do, Chenfeng decided to level up one character while having another run matches in the arena to test out the results. Arriving at the arena, Ye Xin was already waiting. This time, she really was fighting Chenfeng using the orange bow, Thori'dal, the Stars' Fury. However, Chenfeng didn't use the Ashbringer at all; he merely equipped two Stormswords.

Ye Xin's previous gear wasn't as strong as Chenfeng's, and she had been constantly grinding for better equipment. Now that Zhang Xinting possessed an orange bow, she had borrowed it so her gear score could catch up to Chenfeng's. When Ye Xin saw that Chenfeng was only using purple one-handed swords, her brows furrowed. It was clear Chenfeng was looking down on her.

"Don't look at me like that. I can beat you even with purple weapons!" Chenfeng stepped onto the arena platform. He didn't rate Ye Xin's strength very highly; even though she had trained in marksmanship, gaming ultimately boiled down to experience. Chenfeng figured beating Ye Xin would be a breeze, even if she had a spectral tiger.

Ye Xin disliked arguments; she preferred to prove everything with actions. Since Chenfeng refused to use an orange weapon, she would fight until he was forced to use one, thereby proving she was stronger than him.

The orange bow Thori'dal, the Stars' Fury didn't require arrows. Simply drawing the bowstring would cause blue beams of light to manifest as arrows. These light arrows traveled at blistering speeds with terrifying penetration capabilities, capable of piercing standard shields and plate armor while ignoring 50% of the enemy's defense. It was safe to say this was a super-powerful bow; even a tank class couldn't withstand its onslaught.

Chenfeng didn't even bother looking at the orange bow. Sure, the weapon was formidable, but the real question was whether you could actually hit your target, right? He completely disregarded the weapon—if the person wielding it wasn't strong enough, no weapon in the world could make up for it.

Prowl!

Seeing Ye Xin open with Prowl, Chenfeng acknowledged she had some skill, but she must have really thought of him as some ordinary fury warrior. She could stealth, but couldn't he? Chenfeng didn't even need to activate his Prowl skill; the residual effect of Sprint was enough to slip him directly into invisibility.

Trying to use Prowl at the start to dodge a Charge? Was that even possible? It would be a different story if Ye Xin had slapped a Hunter's Mark on his head, but without a mark, how was she going to force him out?