A mont later, Xu Lang released his hand, letting out a sigh of mixed emotions.
"No good. The psychic attribute is too obscure; it can't be transford."
Xu Xiaong hid the disappointnt in her eyes, took out a tissue, and wiped the sweat from Xu Lang's forehead. "It's okay, Lang Ge. You were already amazing."
"Then Tong Qi's curse-killing power definitely won't work either; that's even more obscure," Xu Ruyan said, licking her red lips as she spoke.
She also wanted to have a special attribute, but unfortunately, skills for cultivating special attributes were rare. And even if they existed, they might not necessarily suit her.
"Let's go, let's explore the basent!" Cao Yaxuan clapped her hands and stood up.
"Wait, it's been a long ti since we looked for new radio stations. Let's search for so new ones; there's no rush," Xu Lang said, waving his hand.
If he stood up now, he was afraid his legs would go weak and give him away.
Pure Yang True Qi was pretty much equivalent to Vitality. He hadn't managed to condense much of his initial Pure Yang True Qi to begin with, and just now, he had forcibly squeezed it out—that was essentially draining his life force. It was impossible not to feel drained.
This thing was truly high-level, but it was also incredibly precious.
Hearing this, Cao Yaxuan sat back down, moved the radio over, and began tuning it to search for new stations.
After winning a round of the ga, all the Core Facilities at ho had been upgraded once. The radio's quality was higher than before, so logically, it should be easier to find new stations.
But whether it was bad luck or sothing else, after fiddling with it for half an hour, they still hadn't made any progress.
Cao Yaxuan grew impatient and proposed going to the basent again.
Xu Lang then said, "This pioneering expedition yielded a lot of experience to share with Rainy Night Blade. This intel would also be helpful for the newbies in the Blood Mist Mutual Aid Society."
The old mbers of the Blood Mist Mutual Aid Society were all still safe and sound, with no losses. A few newbies had also joined.
Although they were called newbies, they were actually all "High-Level Players" who had earned the Top Player rank at least once. They were just considered newbies in Xu Lang's terms.
When a man wants to find an excuse, an excuse can be found anywhere.
The air conditioner wasn't on today, drank too much water before bed, lost a ga and was in a bad mood, haven't exercised lately...
Having barely recovered a bit of his condition, Xu Lang didn't want to go outside and ss around.
The Post-Climax State was best spent hiding under the covers. Wandering outside would just make the world seem utterly dull and lifeless.
Logging onto the Blood Mist Mutual Aid Society, Rainy Night Blade himself was online.
Xu Lang turned on his mic and called out a couple of tis. Soon after, the chatterbox's mature male voice of Rainy Night Blade rang out.
This ti, Xu Lang used his real voice.
He was no longer that cautious newbie who did everything carefully. Seeing those players who had just joined the radio station disguising their voices actually made him feel a bit like laughing.
Rainy Night Blade quickly engaged in a lively conversation with Xu Lang.
The two could be considered old friends by now.
Occasionally, Cao Yaxuan and the others chid in with a word or two.
The old-tirs like Rainy Night Blade also knew of Cao Yaxuan and the others' existence, though they didn't know their specific nas or information.
"Amazing, amazing. So occupying a stronghold yields a Treasure Chest... I haven't heard the Station Director ntion that."
"Your dorm building hasn't occupied a stronghold yet?"
"Of course not... Wait, hold on!!! You guys have already occupied a stronghold?!"
"Yeah."
...
"How is that possible?!"
Inside an industrial-style dormitory building, a young man with a clear and handso face wore an expression as if the sky had fallen.
He had just finished a round of the ga not long ago, narrowly escaping death, and was still in a dazed state. He had only co to chat because Xu Lang suddenly called him.
He never expected Xu Lang to drop such a bombshell.
"Ye Qiu, what's wrong?" A woman wearing a black tank top ca out of the bathroom, drying her hair as she asked.
"Zero Number occupied a stronghold!" Ye Qiu clenched his fists, almost shouting the words.
"Who occupied a stronghold?" The tank top woman tilted her head, covered in question marks.
"Him!" Ye Qiu replied.
"Who is 'him'?"
"Zero Number!"
"Who is Zero Number? That little player who's on his fourth or fifth cycle? He's the Zero Number you ntioned?"
"Yes!"
"What did he do?"
"..."
Ye Qiu's mouth twitched, and he looked at his tenant with utter speechlessness.
Right now, the most important thing wasn't the conversation, but giving the tank top woman so ti to process it.
Zero Number, occupying a stronghold... That sentence sounded outrageous no matter how you heard it. The contrast was just too stark.
Suddenly, the tank top woman's eyes widened, and she sucked in a sharp, deep breath. "Holy shit, Zero Number occupied a stronghold?!"
"Kong Kong, your na is Kong Kong, but you can't really have an empty head!"
...
After that, the two of them didn't bother maintaining any administrator decorum. They fired off questions one after another at lightning speed.
Xu Lang answered unhurriedly, sipping tea while secretly recovering his energy.
Cao Yaxuan and the others wore smiles on their faces.
Listening to Rainy Night Blade exclaiming loudly was quite entertaining.
Although Rainy Night Blade wasn't one for putting on airs, he had never been this flustered before.
Rainy Night Blade: "Zero Number, is your building really only on its sixth cycle?"
Xu Lang countered: "Ye Qiu, don't you already know that?"
Rainy Night Blade: "Don't call by my na. On the radio, it's better to be careful... By the way, what's the na of your dorm building?"
Xu Lang laughed: "Tell your dorm building's na first. Don't let run into you soday and end up cutting you down."
Ye Qiu was instantly both exasperated and amused: "Damn, you really talk tough. My ho is in the Doomsday Building. Co and cut down!"
The Doomsday Building hadn't unsealed a Coliseum... Xu Lang nodded inwardly.
He didn't want to accidentally run into Rainy Night Blade or his tenants in a Coliseum soday without realizing it; that kind of joke could be fatal.
"My dorm is called the Mad King Building," Xu Lang said with a smile.
"The Mad King Building?!!!" Ye Qiu's voice instantly shot up an octave.
Xu Lang's brow furrowed slightly, and he imdiately thought of sothing. "You know players from the Taleblade Building, the Vast Sky Building, and the Sacrifice Building?"
"Yes, I've joined quite a few radio stations!" Ye Qiu replied, his voice trembling slightly. "Your codena... it wouldn't be Purgatory, would it?"
Xu Lang stroked his chin. "The news spreads that fast?"
Becoming famous was inevitable sooner or later. After all, he only had six firework displays. A six-cycle player killing a veteran of over thirty cycles was bound to cause waves.
He just hadn't expected the news to spread this quickly.
Xu Ruyan leaned close to Xu Lang's ear and whispered, "Xu Lang, our position now is different from before. Our interactions with other buildings are becoming more frequent, and we'll eventually form communities... In those old dormitory buildings, the exchange of information between buildings is definitely much greater."
Xu Lang was instantly enlightened and nodded, feeling a small surge of emotion inside.
Both he and the Mad King Building were no longer inexperienced rookies!
As the Mad King Building leveled up and more structures were unsealed, the players of the Mad King Building would face increasingly complex situations. Ultimately, they would truly establish themselves among the treacherous and ever-changing landscape of countless dormitory buildings, even making a na for themselves throughout the entire Blood Mist World!
He wondered if the Mad King Building could handle it!
"It's fine, building. This ti, Lang Ge will carry you to victory!"
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