Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 607 287: Old Man K

In the Cursed Dungeon, the plane rules suppress not only the attributes of players but also the attributes of the items used by players.

The defense and damage provided by items are usually divided into three parts.

The base decided by the artifact level, the floating bonus part affected by a player's attribute, and a small part of fixed damage, defense, shield values, etc., brought by item skills.

Among these three parts, the base and fixed value parts are also reduced by 90%.

Under the suppression of the plane rules, the original A-Level defense items might perform even lower than ordinary C-Level or D-Level, coupled with the players' weakened bodies suppressed by attributes, making players extremely vulnerable.

So vulnerable that an ordinary big truck can send a full-level player for a reincarnation in the Otherworld.

Although the information shared by Lin Jiang mentioned this, without personal experience, players find it hard to immediately change their mindset.

For example, the player crushed into a puddle in the middle of the road by subsequent vehicles likely hadn't looked both ways for a long time when crossing.

The players who witnessed that unlucky fellow's death shivered and stood still immediately.

At this moment, they realized that this city was far more perilous than they thought, and the players' actions suddenly became disciplined.

Things like stopping at a red light, going at green, waiting at blinking yellow, and rather waiting for three seconds than rushing one.

If any parent was troubled about teaching their kids to cross the street, watching this group of players would be the way, more standard than any textbook.

Wu Chang observed the players, realizing that the strategy from Lin Jiang had worked, many hot-headed players' first goal was stable jobs for earning rewards, like working at W Cafe.

There were also a few players with a fierce glint in their eyes, squatting by the roadside, surveying the surroundings, intending to take a risky path.

While others fear, I am greedy; when everyone else is working steadily, it's the best time to seize the chance for instant wealth, what if it succeeds, then it would be a secure lead over everyone.

For those fearless players with minds full of misdeeds, Wu Chang made no judgment.

Because he thought the same.

To quickly earn the first pot of gold, his experience in reality meant nothing, he must refer to the roles he played in previous dungeons.

From Li Zaisi's memory, he learned how to manage and operate Gao Mu Country's largest gang.

While playing Manager Sean, he learned how to use influence and power to treat the rich as chumps.

Combining those two valuable experiences, his entrepreneurial path in Sigef City instantly became clear.

First, he needed a gang of his own.

Cursed is a special dungeon monopolized by the Four Major Organizations, batch after batch of talents poured in, allowing them to accumulate a wealth of information. Sometimes, to gather intelligence on specific areas, they would even send members who weren't originally qualified, carrying tasks they had set.

The Four Major Organizations had hundreds of pieces of intelligence each, when combined, they had almost explored the entire power distribution and general ecological environment of Sigef City.

Except for one place, which was Nokes Primary School where Amber was, even Western Union and White Tower, who loved kids the most, had scant information about this school.

Whether it was because Nokes Primary School was not renowned, had no exploration value, or some other reason was unknown.

Apart from the few blind spots, with the intelligence provided by the Four Major Organizations, it was easy for Wu Chang to pinpoint a suitable gang for him.

White K.

A gang established by rednecks and extreme white supremacists, with a long history existing since Sigef City was still a southern town.

If Sigef City had its own city museum, White K must be a prominent part of it.

The thick stroke they drew with white paint erased all traces of black, red, brown, and yellow where it went.

This resulted in Sigef City having only one color, white, for a long time.

After eradicating other colors, White K began subdividing within the white, they even launched attacks on those without golden or brown hair.

Until the Federation united, and the weight of votes held by other colors gradually increased, did their actions slightly retract.

But even so, dozens fell victim each year in Sigef City, falling prey to White K due to skin color or ethnicity.

As one of the most infamous yet renowned gangs in Sigef City, White K's continuous existence owed to their strong backing, having substantial influence in politics.

A gang that thrives both black and white, set high, numerous members, strength prevails, and offers killing without psychological burden, what could be a more perfect target?

Following the instructions in the intelligence, Wu Chang arrived at Plus Street, the center of Sigef City at night, gathered with various nightlife venues, it's a holy land for revelers.

Whether legal or illegal, whatever you desire can be fulfilled here.

Plus Street wasn't as lively by day as at night, Magic K bar had its doors open, two yellow-haired, white-skinned lackeys leaned against the parking lot in front of the bar, puffing clouds.

Redness tinged their conjunctiva, emitting an unpleasant greasy odor, presumably high on leaves.

They were enjoying their smoke when suddenly it went dark.

Who the hell turned off the light.

Looking up, they saw a broad figure, appearing beside them at some point.