When people are extrely angry, they can actually be so enraged that they laugh.
Lanle was so overwheld by the Skyrim Strategy Group’s remarks that his expression completely fell apart, gradually revealing a "smile" filled with murderous intent, unable to calm down.
Perhaps precisely because he couldn’t calm down at all, he accidentally looked up at the screen again, and his mind imdiately felt like it had been punched, woozy, collapsing to the ground.
But fortunately, he’s a pay-to-win player, with a massive amount of life-saving equipnt on him to share the pain, and his body instinctively emitted Fighting Qi, winding all over him, preventing potential dangers.
However, Lanle soon noticed the depletion of his Fighting Qi and imdiately retracted it, looking around to ensure no one noticed.
"When these adventurers co back, I’m going to parade them through the streets!"
He sprinted over, punching the real-ti transmission device, and the hardened equipnt shattered under this hit. It’s hard to imagine that Lanle, who had been studying magic with Younka, could produce such power.
Accompanied by the explosion, this disastrous livestream finally ca to a close.
"Huff, huff..."
Lanle shook his reddened, smashed fist, then turned away from the perforrs and guards, whose emotional ups and downs were remarkably irregular, striding up to the highest point of the stage to overlook Black Stone City.
At this mont, the entire Black Stone City was caught in a "celebration", with every person in sight "dancing with frenzied joy".
In reality, it was trembling with pain or shivering with laughter or making so other kind of motion....
"It’s simply a disaster."
The whole city was overwheld by the influence of the Mad Fire.
This didn’t cause any irreparably major incidents and it didn’t endanger other people’s lives.
But it did have a terribly negative impact on public safety!
Severe punishnt, must be severe punishnt!
To make an internally well-defended major city of the Warrior Country turn out like this, even the Yanor Kingdom, which was at war with the Warrior Country back then, couldn’t manage that. Their wars never penetrated any nation’s interior, only clashing at the borders.
Logically, now Lanle should command the guards to maintain order and summon physicians to treat this—whatever you call it—symptom infection.
But he stood still, hands behind his back, overlooking the world, body upright and proud, making anyone think this young man must have a deep and mysterious past.
However, this was just because he saw the guards and physicians falling into chaos with the crowd, "dancing with frenzied joy" together...
"I’ve changed my mind."
Lanle looked at the chaotic Black Stone City, his face lighting up with a smile again.
How should one describe this smile? If it were shown in a comic form, it should be full of shadows with veins popping on his forehead.
"This isn’t Sain Dungeon’s fault; it’s entirely the responsibility of those adventurers. They’ve got so nerve, turning a city under my rule into such a jumbled ss. They’re quite capable indeed."
He clenched his fists, his smile quite amiable.
"So it’s necessary to make those ’geniuses’ pay the price through hard labor."
On the ground, seeing the livestream device destroyed, Gong Qiying also relaxed a little, then found a place to sit, feigning to have fainted like the vast crowd affected by the Mad Fire.
In reality, his consciousness had transferred to the City Lord’s room, sitting atop the familiar altar.
And the only reason he chose to co back at this mont was—
"Although normally Luluwo and his group are quite mischievous, this ti they’ve gone too far."
For the sake of their future life safety, it’s ti to give Luluwo a lesson, definitely a well-ant lesson filled with care.
Gong Qiying also increasingly realized how much impact he could cause on the outside world, and he needed to be more restrained in the future.
"Alright, let’s do it that way."
He opened the map and selected Sick Village, then began making improvents to the monsters there.
anwhile, over on Luluwo’s side.
"Strange, it’s broad daylight, so why am I feeling this chill," Luluwo shivered, muttering to herself, "And it’s double the bone-piercing coldness."
"Captain, you’re overthinking," Mila patted her on the shoulder, nonchalantly sitting down on a roadside rock, and said, "But will this thing we’ve stirred up really make that Prince smile?"
"Not sure," Luluwo sighed, "Ais and Em said it works, so I’m letting Tami and the others try it, treating a dead horse as if it were alive."
On the other side, Tami and Berto were still pressing the faces of the Mad Fire Patients towards the cara, showing no signs of fatigue, while Ais and Em enthusiastically played with other Mad Fire Patients, with a few fresh faces standing idly by.
This was the personnel brought over for the Skyrim Strategy Group’s operation, and it seed quite sufficient.
But Luluwo’s mood was far from calm, not as composed as she outwardly appeared.
Thinking back, ever since setting off from the Yanor Kingdom heading to the Warrior Country, there have been just too many unlucky events along the way.
First, we encountered a Monster Tide halfway, and the main force was almost scattered, leaving our equipnt tattered and worn.
Then, because of our ragged gear, a patrolling Fran Guard mistook us for the Demon Clan and almost charged at us for a fight.
After barely managing to fill up with supplies graciously given by the Fran Guard, we set out again, only to go off course due to a map mistake and nearly ended up at Red’s place, luckily correcting the route in ti.
Because of this delay, the professional contact supposed to help with paperwork in the Warrior Country was caught by the guards, so Luluwo and the others couldn’t sort out their docunts.
Thinking that without the paperwork, we’d better keep a low profile, we ended up in the midst of an unexplainable citywide search by the guards, which resulted in the entire Skyrim Strategy Group and a bunch of adventurers getting caught.
And that’s how she found herself sitting in a cell until now.
Rumor has it, the big search that night by the guards was because a mber of the Demon Clan escaped from Uffie’s hands, which led Count Gehard to initiate the search fearing they’d slipped into the city, unexpectedly catching a group of Rune People.
Reflecting on the journey so far, it’s been one misfortune after another.
It’s as if after reaching the peak of adversity, luck begins to favor you. The guard’s watch over the cells grew increasingly slack, eventually not even seeing a guard all day.
Just at the ti, the device that inhibited magic power in the cell got damaged, and with the magic power Luluwo accumulated while lying low, she used the Return to Hotown spell to teleport back to Sain Dungeon early.
This teleportation directly sent her to the Prince’s Chapel, and she didn’t expect the Return to Hotown spell to work here either; it felt just like Shawshank’s redemption.
Yes, she had actually been staying inside Sain Dungeon for a few days. When the dungeon closed, she quietly stayed at a nearby Black Inn, running in as soon as it reopened. The past few days had been thrilling yet safe, leading her to underestimate the guards of Black Stone City.
The Skyrim Strategy Group ca by every two days, serving both to alert the guards and pick up information. Once enough people were gathered, Luluwo comnced a formal exploration.
Professionals dedicated to strategies are different; they shifted direction to places most people haven’t explored yet, then reached the area next to Nimgefo — the Crying Peninsula, and today found the Sick Village here.
ntioning it, she even recorded a strategy video of the On Demon these few days, quite dedicated, while seriously thinking about how to make a na in the Warrior Country, making plenty of plans for it.
Does it seem contradictory? If she wants to make a na in the Warrior Country, why engage in Mad Fire live shows — a risky move only done under the guidance of montous wisdom? Wouldn’t that ruin her reputation with the public?
In reality, she truly believed in what Asam said and genuinely thought that eting the gaze of Mad Fire Patients could bring smiles.
The truth is, after the last few mbers of the Skyrim Strategy Group returned with news of Lanle’s grand stage, Luluwo was deep in thought about how to stand out among the perforrs.
She had been inquiring about Lanle matters and finally concluded that this Prince favors extraordinary things and appreciates talented people, breaking so rules for them is common practice.
Thus, Luluwo regarded Lanle as an opportunity.
She first left a note explaining her escape thod to leave an impression of a talented individual.
Then started the live stream, showcasing a thrilling and joyous adventure based on her uniquely keen exploration intuition, thus demonstrating her extraordinary strategy skills!
Luluwo prepared several pre-plans for this live stream, specifically targeting two locations, one being the Crying Peninsula and the other in Stoneveil City.
Even though there’s a short ti for exploration, she still found places local adventurers hadn’t visited these past days, displaying these spots in the live stream would best showcase her talents.
For this, she even prepared a trump card, a location absolutely unexplored.
That place is in Stoneveil City, and the keyword is: [Face]
However, she still felt that it wasn’t enough. Just in ti, before the live show started, she stumbled upon the Sick Village, a new place where enemies look bizarre, but with weak combat power.
Ais and Em, upon eting the gaze of the Mad Fire Patients, reported feeling pretty good, comfortable.
Right at that mont, the live stream started unexpectedly fast; before verifying much, she temporarily had Tami and the others shove the Mad Fire Patients into the cara fra.
She, on the other hand, went to remind the others once more of the key points before the live stream, and also touched up her makeup.
At this mont, the Mad Fire Patients had already been on cara for half a minute, though the ti was short.
"Alright, let’s begin."
Luluwo took a deep breath, got ntally ready, put on a service smile, and asked Tami to move the Mad Fire Patients away, but just then, Berto suddenly said in confusion:
"Captain... I think the video feed cut off?"
"What?"
Luluwo was astonished, imdiately rushed over to check, turning pale as she saw it.
"It’s really cut off! What’s going on, it was fine just now?"
"Quick, quickly check where the issue is!"
She imdiately pushed the Mad Fire Patients aside, sweating bullets while inspecting.
However, what she didn’t notice was that the eyes of the Mad Fire Patients they discarded suddenly burned even brighter.
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