Chapter 116 - Death Follows Me Like a Breeze
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Underworld Player Chapter 116 - Death Follows Me Like a Breeze

Bai Zhi had been wondering just what measures the Concerning Department would take in response to an online threat, but their solution turned out to be surprisingly simple and brutally effective.

It was unexpected, but made complete sense in hindsight. After all, it would take an exorbitant amount of resources to track down and eliminate the entity for good, so the smart thing to do was simply to disable their means of reaching an audience.

There were so many supernatural entities in the world, and every day, that number grew. Even if one were to go around eliminating them one by one, how many could one even get through?

Sometimes, in the absence of a permanent solution to a problem, eliminating that which enables the problem is the next best thing.

Now that Draw the Dead Studio was no longer a concern, at least for the moment, Bai Zhi, having saved a life, was only too happy to leave well alone. On the contrary, it was Su Long who would not stop badgering him to impart the secrets behind his awesome strength...

Of course, Bai Zhi already had plenty on his plate.

Finding out who Lin He was, for starters, so he could find his sister and hand over the box Lin He had entrusted to him. Then there was physical training, to raise his physical attributes up to the average, at least. Not to mention hunting for neutral creeps... Well, that last one was up to chance.

After all, not every Player had Temperance Gentleheart's obscene levels of luck. Imagine, simply waking up and finding two Minecraft chickens ripe for the plucking in your bedroom...

Jealousy scrambled Bai Zhi's brain, and for a moment he felt like his very name was scrambled too, more Ibizah than Bai Zhi.

With little in the way of Coins and nothing in the way of goods or equipment he was willing to sell, Bai Zhi quickly rejected the idea of returning to the trading post. Instead, he browsed the available lots at the Auction House, though the hope of picking up something undervalued was exceedingly slim.

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Translator Notes

*Meaning "one would not be in trouble had one not asked for it". Source

Novel Notes

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