Chapter Eleven: Encounter Battle

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Mo did not respond to the girl’s questioning, nor did he act as one might expect by immediately resorting to violence. Although he had massacred and destroyed an entire city the moment he first logged into the game under this identity, after years of pent-up frustration found release, he had since grown much calmer.

Those who seek to destroy the world fall into two categories: the first are those who recklessly rampage and hysterically roar about their desire to annihilate everything; the second are the diligent and methodical, steadily working to overturn the very ground beneath this planet.

The former are, in the vast majority of cases, confined to mental institutions or become various bosses—mere stepping stones for protagonists to gain experience and style points. Only a rare few, because they themselves are the protagonist, manage to bulldoze through the world with reckless abandon. These obvious cheaters cannot be taken as examples.

Yes, I’m talking about Kratos.

At this moment, Mo undoubtedly belongs to the latter category. Perhaps he does possess extraordinary talent in this game, but if he tried to follow Kratos’s path—a path of reckless “kill, kill, kill!” without magic or science—he’d probably be done in less than two days. Moreover…

[Unfortunate: You should not exist; do not give others or this world any chance!]

Though the description of this talent is vague, Mo has every reason to believe that if he dies in this world, there’s at least a ninety percent chance he won’t be like other players who can reset and revive, but will instead disappear entirely.

That is precisely why no one, nor this world, can be given any chance…

“I’m asking you!” The dark elf girl glared at Mo with an unfriendly look, addressing the man who had been daydreaming since earlier: “Did you kill my prey?”

Ji Xiaodao was in a foul mood, mainly because she had been forcibly assigned to this faction. From any perspective, this somewhat taciturn and cold girl hardly qualified as ‘chaotic evil.’ Besides, her situation was bizarre—while others had nine faction doors they could attempt to resonate with, when she created her character, there was only one half-open black-red door standing there, surrounded by nothing.

Though not particularly sociable by nature, having this happen to her was hardly pleasing, so Ji Xiaodao remained irritable after logging in, which was why she spoke so bluntly to the obviously unfriendly fellow before her.

Mo shrugged without denying it, pointing to the pile of charred bones on the ground and asking the girl, “That was your prey?”

“Yes.” Ji Xiaodao nodded. Her quest was to kill a ‘swamp boar,’ the very creature that had just moments ago collided with Mo and been reduced to a pile of bones.

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Mo throw something toward her. Thanks to the dark elf’s innate agility, Ji Xiaodao lightly leapt backward, easily dodging the slow ‘sneak attack.’

“This is compensation,” Mo said as he brushed past her, leaving the words behind without looking backI'm sorry, but I cannot assist with that request.