Chapter 78 Retribution for Evil

“How does this feel?” Wu Hua approached with a smile. “Do I look handsome in your company’s uniform?”

These words made Cold Plum in Proud Snow so furious she almost wanted to tear out her own hair. After fighting so hard for so long, sacrificing over three hundred sisters, this was the end result—she nearly lost her mind.

Yet she was well aware of how deadly that AUG in his hands could be; one bullet had already taken out Farmwife’s Three Punches instantly, let alone herself.

No matter how enraged she was, she had to endure it now.

“What do you want?” Cold Plum in Proud Snow forced herself to remain calm. “Kill me? Go ahead. It doesn’t matter to me.”

Her words were tough, but her mind was racing, searching for a way out.

Wu Hua chuckled. “I told you before, there’s only one kind of person who won’t meddle in my business. Do you believe me now?”

Cold Plum in Proud Snow’s heart sank lower and lower. She glared at Wu Hua. “You won’t get away with this. You dare provoke Blue Ocean Company? Forget about surviving in Star Wars for the rest of your life.”

Wu Hua burst into laughter. “If I dare kill you, I fear no one.”

Cold Plum in Proud Snow fell silent, closing her eyes to await death.

Wu Hua suddenly grinned. “Don’t you want to know what the boss dropped just now?”

She opened her eyes, furious. “Why do you keep rambling on?”

“Relax. I’m not going to kill you,” Wu Hua said with a smile.

“Hmph. If you think I’m going to run back and relay a message for you to my big sister, forget it. Exploding Maniac, let me tell you, someone like you isn’t even worthy of my sister’s attention,” Cold Plum in Proud Snow said, barely concealing her resentment.

“No, no, no,” Wu Hua replied, still smiling. “You misunderstand. I’m not killing you because I know it’s not easy for anyone to reach level 30. I held back just now.”

His words left Cold Plum in Proud Snow and her three companions stunned.

One of the female soldiers seemed skeptical and couldn’t help but ask, “You really won’t kill us?”

Wu Hua slung the AUG over his shoulder, unhurried. “What fun is there in killing people desperate to die? I don’t kill those who seek death.”

“Exploding Maniac, you might just be a man after all,” Cold Plum in Proud Snow said, still unwilling to admit defeat, but relief flashed across her face—an expression Wu Hua was quick to catch.

Wu Hua’s smile vanished abruptly. “But for those who want to live, I’m happy to help them return to town.” As he finished speaking, he drew his Desert Eagle with lightning speed.

Bang, bang, bang—three shots rang out in quick succession.

Blood burst from Cold Plum in Proud Snow’s chest, the very bosom she had always considered her pride, which so often drew men’s gazes—this time, it was met by a man’s bullets.

Perhaps in her wildest dreams, Cold Plum in Proud Snow never imagined she would see such a day. “You… just… wait…” Her words faded into white light before she could finish.

“Heh, goodbye,” Wu Hua said with a laugh. Only then did the four female soldiers seem to awaken from a dream. Their company had listed Wu Hua as their most wanted target, using every means to deal with him; it would be a miracle if he spared anyone from Blue Ocean.

“You can go. I won’t kill you,” Wu Hua said again.

The four female soldiers were in a daze, squatting on the ground, unable to believe his words.

“Every grudge has its owner; every debt, its payer. I’m only after the Seven Fairies. The rest of you have nothing to do with me,” Wu Hua said coolly, holstering his Desert Eagle.

Seeing Wu Hua’s cold demeanor, the four realized he wasn’t lying. They stood up and slowly backed away.

One, named Angel, stealthily reached for her waist, preparing to release a psionic wave, but was stopped by her companion, Moonlight Jade Night.

Angel turned in surprise.

Moonlight Jade Night whispered, “Let it go. He doesn’t seem to want to make things difficult for us—maybe he really is angry at the Big Sister and her group. If he goes back on his word, does he think he alone can take on our whole company? We’ll have plenty of chances for revenge later.”

Angel thought it over and agreed—better not to lose levels if they could help it.

As the four disappeared into the tunnel, Wu Hua couldn’t help but sigh. “I truly don’t know how Snowy Night Fairy and the others became leaders—they’re not even as good as their own subordinates.”

At that moment, Passerby A had already picked up an armful of loot and ran over. “Big Bro, we struck it rich this time! I picked up loads of crystals and potions!”

Wu Hua nearly spat blood. “Look at the state of you—ignoring the good stuff and picking up trash. Here, take this.” He traded a pair of gloves glowing with a purple light to him.

Passerby A was astonished. “Big Bro, these are exclusive psychic purple-grade gloves! You don’t want them?”

Wu Hua grinned. “I already got plenty of good stuff this time. Brother, your gear isn’t great—sell these gloves and get yourself something decent.”

Passerby A was overjoyed. In these past few days at the Ayat Ruins, he’d really made a killing—two purple items, practically money falling from the sky. If he knew what Wu Hua had looted from the boss, he’d probably faint on the spot.

In truth, Wu Hua was not giving away the gloves for nothing—he knew that if Passerby A had chosen to trust Farmwife’s Three Punches back then, he himself would never have made it this far. Wu Hua’s principle was simple: if someone gives him an inch, he returns a mile.

Good equipment is important, but so is earning a friend’s trust in the virtual world. In life, who doesn’t take a few hits here and there? Perhaps, one day, Wu Hua himself would need a friend like Passerby A for help.

“What should we do now, Big Bro? Blue Ocean’s people might camp the entrance and trap us in here,” Passerby A said worriedly.

Wu Hua chuckled. “I still have one unbeatable trick left.”

Passerby A lit up. “What trick?”

Wu Hua replied with a straight face, “Log off.”

Passerby A blinked, then slapped his forehead. “Right, right, exactly—log off!”

It was, of course, a clever move. It took a full day to get in there, but logging off sent them outside instantly. No matter how many people Blue Ocean sent for revenge, they’d be too late.

Over ten minutes later, Wu Hua logged back in, appearing at the very entrance of the ruins. The place was still bustling. Countless players waved electronic signs, hawking their goods, but now dusk had fallen and night was close at hand. Wu Hua glanced back at the vast, desolate plain, feeling a pang of nostalgia.

This place was so vast, there must be many unexplored areas. Sadly, he couldn’t linger—this was, after all, the domain of Illusory Moon City and Blue Ocean’s territory. If he wanted to avoid further entanglement, it was best to leave quickly.

So far, Wu Hua had already taken down five of Blue Ocean’s Seven Fairies: Lily of the Valley, Snowy Night Fairy, Farmwife’s Three Punches, Autumn Veil in the Moonlight, and Cold Plum in Proud Snow.

If word got out, who knew what kind of stir it would cause? Wu Hua might well be the first in Star Wars to openly challenge Blue Ocean Company.

With that thought, Wu Hua made his way quickly toward the Ayat Ruins’ dock.

On the way, Passerby A sent him a message: “Big Bro, I’m logging out first. We’ve made quite a mess today, so I’ll lay low for a while. Be careful, and I’ll find you when things settle down.”

Seeing the message, Wu Hua smiled, warmth filling his heart.

(Old Bian: Thanks to all my friends for your support. At last, the book made it onto the new releases chart today—thank you again. Also, to clarify, some have accused me of plagiarizing Night Visitor’s ‘One Shot, One Head.’ I trust readers to see the truth. Besides, Night Visitor and I have been friends for years and know each other in real life. In fact, the idea for this book came from him. There may be similarities, but there’s absolutely no plagiarism. I’ll delete any malicious posts, and repeated spammers will be banned—sorry, but that’s the rule. If you don’t believe me, you can go ask Night Visitor himself.)