“Brother Feng, thanks!”

After five minutes, Dan Hen’s scarred and yellowish face showed a smile.

He looked at Feng Luo, who was wearing a full SUV combat rare equipment set, with a complicated gaze.

With his eyesight, it wasn’t hard for him to spot the Federation SUV arms company logo on Feng Luo’s gears, which was why he couldn’t help but lament the value and price of Feng Luo’s equipment.

“Dan Hen Old Brother! Ion Flame, Frozen Red Giant…”

Feng Luo smiled as he looked at Ion Flame and Frozen Red Giant, who were equally surprised as Dan Hen.

“Brother Feng, I witnessed your marksmanship during the mission last time and knew you would never remain normal. It’s just that I never expected you’d possess a strength that we can’t ever hope to match so quickly.”

Dan Hen lamented again. Back when the two of them met and worked together for the first time during the Town of Exile mission, Feng Luo was still using the Level 35 Excellent Grade M110.

And now, the thing that was hanging on his Rare Grade tactical vest, which was one of the best in the game, was now the incredibly famous Eye of the Thunder!

Truth be told, the Rare Grade sniper rifle blueprint was also an item that Feng Luo exchanged as a reward after killing the rebel army commander back then during the Town of Exile mission.

When Dan Hen found out that Feng Luo was an Expert Level Gun Mechanic back then, he had even thought about inviting Feng Luo into Veterans Tribe, but he never really said it.

However, by the looks of it now, Veterans Tribe would have never been able to “raise” a “rising dragon” like Feng Luo. (Dan Hen found out 24K’s existence through Skynet’s group, so he wasn’t only lamenting about Feng Luo’s equipment and items).

Not to mention the current situation in Silvermoon City and the latest information, Veterans Tribe’s future wasn’t even guaranteed!

“Eh? Eye of the Thunder… Hold on a sec… Is Brother Feng that…”

At that moment, Dan Hen suddenly remembered something. Recently, most players in the game knew of a mass-produced Level 45 Rare sniper rifle being marketed across the game by Huan Yu Company in their auction… That sniper rifle was also the Eye of the Thunder!

“Brother Dan Hen, you’re flattering me. I’m only lucky…”

Feng Luo laughed. His tone did not show any signs of being prideful.

He knew that Dan Hen was also very skillful, and he only lacked good opportunities.

Gaming skill was one important aspect, but one couldn’t deny the importance of luck.

The reason Feng Luo could get to where he was, whether it be the pet biochip, the Eye of the Thunder, or the Evolution Virus, luck played a huge factor!

“F*ck me. That was amazing, bro! For a Sniper to infiltrate an enemy camp of six to seven players and perfectly take care of them all, just from this fact alone, I gotta say, I’m super impressed!”

A Heavy Armor Warrior standing on the side gave Feng Luo a thumbs up with his right arm covered in heavy black armor while holding his large alloy shield with his left hand.

“Thank you, Brother Security Door, and others who came to help us despite the danger. I’ll remember your help. I’ll pay the losses of anyone who died!” Feng Luo replied with a smile.

The Heavy Armor Warrior’s ID was “Professional Security Door,” like Dan Hen; he was also an elite squad captain of Veterans Tribe. Moreover, his squad was very close to Dan Hen’s squad.

The only thing was that he had a bad temper. This time, he was specifically asked by Dan Hen to come and save people, he did not expect to encounter the ambush by a Tyrant and the players from Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group, which cost them three players. One could say it was quite unlucky.

“Hey, this has got nothing to do with you. Those guys died because they weren’t strong enough… Don’t you dare mention anything about compensation… Dan Hen’s brother is also my brother; we’re just helping each other out in the game!”

Security Door continued to speak as he extended his over-ten-kilogram-arm to pat Feng Luo’s shoulder.

My World’s squad, with only three left, stood on the side. At the moment, they were describing the fight against the Giant Octopus Quasi-boss to the three remaining players from Security Door’s squad.

And in the middle of the room, in a position of safety, were the three NPCs who had all calmed down a lot more.

Of course, Old John was always quite calm. In fact, he was still pouring liquor into his mouth!

…

“That’s right, Brother Dan Hen! Do you have any follow-up plans?” After around two minutes of reminiscing old times, Feng Luo finally decided to change the topic.

“We just managed to connect to the guild channel, and we received information asking everyone to evacuate Silvermoon City for now… We’ll wait till daybreak before deciding our next course of action!”

“F*cking b*tch. This Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group is way too treacherous… They actually joined the rebel army and even used a sinister method that completely disregarded the aftermath like the biological virus, and to also cut off the entire city’s transportation and communications network…” Before Dan Hen could speak, the Heavy Armor Warrior, Professional Security Door, exclaimed in anger.

He was also a retired soldier. When it came to betraying the army and joining the enemy, even if it were just a game, he was still disgusted by it.

However, Veterans Tribe’s decision was good news to Feng Luo.

“In that case, let’s not waste time. I know a good spot to get out of the city. Let’s go together right now!” said Feng Luo while nodding.

…

The group of over ten players brought along the three NPCs and headed outside Silvermoon City.

As they were leaving the city, above the tenth platform of Romanti Flower Hotel, beside the corpse of the Giant Octopus Quasi-boss, a three-meter human figure, with the blood of the octopus and green liquid stuck on its mouth, slowly turned around and stood up!

“Roar!”

This player-turned Tyrant with T-virus injected let out an incredibly loud roar.

On its head, a series of green numbers started to appear, “ 430, 546, 603…” as the wounds on its body started to heal. Whether the wounds were caused by sharp weapons or bullets, they were quickly closing and healing up.

Even its broken right arm started to grow back quickly. Bones and flesh started to grow from the severed limb; moreover, after some time, it grew to be just as large as its left arm, and three claws just as sharp as military knives that were over 30cm long popped up from above!

Apart from that, the rotting flesh on its chest caused by the T-virus infection had also transformed into clean and new muscles. It looked like it was brimming with life!

Solo-type Commander. Evolving. Level 36… Level 37… Level 38…

And from another angle, a piece of information that only players could see was also increasing very quickly. At last, it stopped and stayed at Level 45!

After that, the Tyrant switched its gaze down to a place on the ground.

A fierce glare of “vengeance” could be seen emanating out of its now-white and dilated pupils.