Chapter 568: Boss Fang Unboxed "The Legend of the White Snake"?

Daoist Xichi looked utterly depressed, clearly displeased with this temptress, yet he could hardly refuse to answer, while his hand still gripped a small silver revolver: "I never expected to win a prize either. Truthfully, I came this time mostly to watch Yun’er compete; this is somewhat of a surprise."

"So, you ended up achieving the excellent result of second runner-up, is that correct?" Ningbi asked. "Then, is there anything you particularly hoped to obtain?"

"An aircraft carrier, of course," Daoist Xichi said. "Even a mass-produced model would be fine, though this Daoist thinks the hope is quite bleak."

"What exactly is it? Let us wait and see!"

Daoist Xichi opened the crate in his hands.

Suddenly, a great clamor arose.

On the stage appeared a flight vessel completely golden in color, its streamlined hull and exceptionally peculiar design all manifesting its extraordinary nature.

"It’s a transport ship, a flying artifact! A transport-type flying artifact of the Protoss!"

"My goodness!"

"I have actually seen a genuine Protoss artifact!"

Many in the audience stood up, some even wishing they could stretch their heads right onto the stage to stare intently at this flying artifact.

Daoist Xichi was also dumbfounded, staring at the item he had drawn from opening the crate.

Though it was not an aircraft carrier, yet...

"Ah—!"

"Master is too amazing!"

"This is truly the blessing of our sect!"

Mo Xian and several other girls almost rushed onto the stage, embracing each other and weeping tears of joy.

He hastily stowed it into a spatial artifact; it was too thrilling! Daoist Xichi’s hands were shaking slightly from pure excitement.

"Then, next we shall reveal, what will be contained inside the runner-up’s crate?!"

Li Haoran also could not wait to open his crate, only to see a firearm of an extremely exaggerated design suddenly appear before him.

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It was one of the weapons once used by the Ghost operative Nova in *StarCraft*.

It could serve as an incredibly lethal sniper rifle, and it could also fire various special ammunitions, including lockdown rounds capable of temporarily paralyzing affected mechanical units (including Protoss starships, and thus equally capable of affecting artifacts and flying vessels made by cultivators).

"Is this the one that only appears in the campaign!?" A massive cry of surprise instantly erupted from the audience seats.

The *StarCraft* campaign storyline items, being used by a few main characters, were naturally much stronger than the mass-produced models used in player-versus-player matches.

"He’s struck it rich this time!"

At this moment, only the last person remained, who was also the *StarCraft* champion, Gu Tingyun.

This old man was clearly somewhat excited at this juncture.

With trembling hands, he held a delicate, large treasure chest.

"This old man... has never before seen such treasures!" Gu Tingyun said. "If we can thoroughly research these treasures, this old man feels that not only Lingzhou, but even the cultivation worlds of several other major regions will experience a massive leap forward!"

He opened the chest, only to see that an identical golden artifact appeared before Gu Tingyun.

"A Corsair! This is a Corsair fighter!"

"Hahahahaha!" Gu Tingyun burst into loud laughter. "This old man actually drew a Corsair fighter!"

"Incredible!" Below the stage, Vice Principal Zhang Hao’s eyes stared completely straight.

The other major clans were even more green with envy: "It’s actually a Corsair combat artifact!?"

"And it’s Protoss technology?!"

"What kind of luck does this old man have?!"

They virtually wished they could snatch the fighter aircraft from above.

And at this very moment, the audience below the stage boiled over even further.

Amidst the cheering and the cries of surprise from countless people, the entire tournament finally came to a successful conclusion.

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The Origins Squad Shop, Yuanyang City Branch.

Early morning, another day full of hope.

Owner Fang looked at the newly hired cleaning staff, who had finally gotten on track and gone to work diligently, and his mood turned exceedingly bright.

In fact, the staff for the other two shops were already fully accounted for; only the Yuanyang City shop, being a newly opened storefront, was still somewhat lacking in this regard. For instance, the original cleaning within the shop had been improvised by Li Qin’er and others.

But now, the Yuanyang City shop preliminary possessed a cleaning dream team, which was something the other storefronts could not compare to.

Unlike the other employees in the shop, the members of the cleaning dream team were forbidden from playing games during working hours.

As for after-hours... by that time the shop would already be closed, so there was no share for the few of them either.

Therefore, these few people could only carry their brooms, following behind to watch others play.

Tang Yu had only just logged onto his machine today and opened his game; he was just blissfully taking a sip of cola when he looked back, only to see three Western Regioners holding brooms, staring intently with burning gazes.

Tang Yu: "..."

With a completely speechless expression, he started his game.

"My guess was correct; these people are indeed in an otherworldly realm that lies between the virtual and the reality!" In truth, the shop itself was already quite tidy, and it had long since been swept clean; the three of them held their brooms, whispering secretively to one side.

Kelvin said, "Let's watch more; perhaps we can obtain more useful information!"

They then gathered behind Tang Yu, focusing their attention to watch the Mechanic farm the Abyss.

"What is this?!"

"An Abyssal Demon?! What a terrifying monster!"

"These people can actually fight against Abyssal Demons?!"

On the screen, dark clouds covered the sky, and under the demon's magical control, countless terrifying bolts of lightning fell from the heavens.

At the same time, Tang Yu was seen deploying a strange device.

Suddenly, electric light flashed, a spatial portal opened, and a mechanical fist of terrifying proportions crashed out from within the portal! In an instant, it blasted this Abyssal Demon into absolute smithereens.

"Is this... the Fist of Gaebolg?! This young man actually knows this kind of thing?!"

"How is it that any random person in this shop is so formidable?!"

On the screen, a golden light burst forth, its dazzling radiance almost blinding to the eyes.

"Ah ya! It flashed, it flashed! An epic dropped! Ahahaha!" Tang Yu slapped his thigh and shouted aloud.

"What good treasure dropped this time?!"

"Let me see, let me see!"

A crowd of people swarmed over.

The head of the Tang Clan, holding a bowl of instant noodles, also crowded in.

"Ah ya! Why doesn't it flash for us!" Two black-robed figures sitting in the corner also looked over, gazing longingly at another's Epic while clutching a random equipment exchange voucher in their own hands, planning to exchange for another fine Epic artifact. "We've been farming for a whole day, how is it that absolutely nothing drops?!"

Still waiting to trade for gear! It'll be gone in thirty days!

Right then, a sudden flash of golden light erupted across the screen.

"It flashed! Mine flashed too!" the black-robed woman shrieked in a piercing crescendo. "Mine flashed as well!"

"Let's see what dropped!" The school of salted fish that had just been gaping at Tang Yu swarmed over once more.

Suddenly, the game interface on the screen flashed a prompt: Network connection interrupted.

Your play time has reached its maximum limit.

Everyone: "..."

"Ahhhhh—!" A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the shop. "I haven't picked it up yet!"

"The people... of this shop!?" The faces of the three outsiders twitched violently.

Are they all like this...?

To think we were actually defeated by people like this?!

Meanwhile, Owner Fang began to take inventory of his latest spoils.

The demon sword Apophis and the various summoning permissions for the Soul Bender's ghosts and deities had already been accounted for.

However, his boxes had yielded plenty of other items that he hadn't yet had the chance to look over.

Now was the time to rummage through them once more.

"Potato chips sales permission..."

"The Legend of the White Snake TV series?" Owner Fang suddenly froze.

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