Chapter 32 – City Construction Token

　　The Knight Commander had a bronze armor over its skeleton, and wore a st.u.r.dy helmet that covered its head. Meanwhile, it also held a slightly rusted spear in its hand and the skeletal horse breathing out hot air made him look even more majestic.

　　Fatty looked around in joy after transforming into the Knight Commander.

　　Perhaps due to the transformation using up a lot of energy, Fatty was only Level 20 after transformation even though the Knight Commander was originally Level 20 something.

　　Now, he had completely transformed into knight player. Not only did he not lose any experience, his health bar was full once more. More important, the Skeletal a.s.sa.s.sins seemed to have treated him as one of their own, so didn’t attack him.

　　Fatty invested all of his free stat points into Endurance and Strength, then picked up the weapon TheFugitive dropped because of his red name after killing the two Cloud Dragon Gang rogues on the fourth floor.

　　Then, Fatty walked leisurely around the fifth floor for a while before returning to the fourth floor. Although normal Skeletal a.s.sa.s.sins couldn’t see what was different about him, he wasn’t sure if the Phantom Messenger would be the same. Being careful was important, and if he dies again, he really would lose experience.

　　Fatty arrived on the fourth floor with a blood red name of “Undead Marshal” floating above his head. No players have come down to the fourth floor again, and the Skeletal Knights and Skeletal Archers just started to resp.a.w.n. Fatty intentionally paced around in front of a few Skeletal Knights, but they didn’t react at all. I guess these low level mobs really can’t tell.

　　“Go, kill it,” Fatty ordered a Skeletal Knight and commanded it to kill the Skeletal Archer beside it. However, the Skeletal Knight merely ignored Fatty.

　　Fatty chuckle. Man, if it really obeyed my order, then this skill would be insane.

　　“Brother Grubber, where are you?” TheFugitive sent a voice chat request over.

　　Oh, that poor kid has dropped a level and is out of the leaderboards now.

　　“Oh, I’m in the fourth floor of Ma.s.s Graves. What about you? At the resp.a.w.n point?” Fatty asked.

　　“You are on the fourth floor? Why didn’t you die and come back?” TheFugitive was dumbstruck.

　　“I was going to be killed, but the Phantom Messenger suddenly realized that I have great physical const.i.tution to practice martial arts. Since he had to rely on me to defend the world and save all life, not only did he not kill me, he begged me to become his disciple so that he can teach me great techniques,” Fatty bulls.h.i.+tted, completely confusing TheFugitive.

　　“There’s something that amazing? You kidding me? My const.i.tution isn’t bad either. How about you have a chat with the Phantom Messenger and take me as his disciple as well?” said TheFugitive.

　　“Sure, but pay me 100 gold coins of PR fee first,” Fatty replied.

　　“Tsk,” TheFugitive was speechless. “Oh, did you get anything good in the end?”

　　“I didn’t take a look yet. What did you get? Oh yeah, I picked up your dagger, remember to pay me for it later,” said Fatty.

　　“Hehe, what’s a dagger. I got a scythe,” TheFugitive said proudly.

　　“Scythe? F*ck, don’t tell me it’s the one the Phantom Messenger was using,” Fatty exclaimed.

　　“Of course it’s not that one, but it’s probably related. Let me show you the details,” with that TheFugitive sent the stat page over.

　　The scythe itself was rather strange and seemed to glow with a dark light. The only difference was that it was about a size smaller than the Phantom Messenger’s one.

　　Lethal Bone Scythe

　　Gold Dagger

　　Unidentified

　　“TheFugitive, Lethal Bone Scythe, sounds fitting for you.[1] Why didn’t you appraise it yet?” Fatty trembled in excitement, so much so that even his skeletal horse was trembling. A gold weapon. Man, even silver items are rare right now, and bronze weapons aren’t even common yet. That gold weapon is definitely going to be priceless!

　　“Well, cuz I can’t f*cking go out,” TheFugitive said helplessly.

　　“Huh? You can’t get out? What do you mean?” Fatty was confused.

　　“The guys from the four guilds are surrounding the resp.a.w.n point. They blocked me in the moment I appeared. Now, even the Fierce Dragon Gang’s here. I would have been slain back to Level 0 already if it wasn’t because you can’t attack people inside the resp.a.w.n point. I’m trading insults with them right now,” TheFugitive said in a troubled manner.

　　“Haha, that’s karma,” Fatty finally felt a bit better about the situation.