At this moment, John was examining the rewards for slaying the boss.
10 free attribute points and 1 skill point.
The Plunder talent had activated, but this time, instead of obtaining a skill or talent, he plundered 2 points of luck.
“It can plunder luck!” John was pleasantly surprised.
These 2 points of luck were even more valuable than skills in his eyes.
The luck attribute is a hidden fixed attribute that cannot be increased by any means.
1 point of luck increases the success rate of probability events by 1%.
This includes the drop rate of items from monsters, equipment enhancement success rates, and the trigger probabilities of hidden attributes such as critical hits and combos.
Most importantly, it also increases the probability of Plunder talent activation.
In addition, the Earth Armed Bear had also dropped 1 skill stone, 1 enhancement stone, a rare piece of equipment, and a scroll.
[Armed Bear Belt: Rare]
Equipment Requirements: Above 1st Tier Profession]
[+50 Health Points]
[Additional Attribute Bonus: +2 Constitution]
It turned out to be a rare accessory.
In the world of Gods, equipment is divided into eight types: weapons, helmets, clothes, shoes, belts, bracers, rings, and necklaces.
Among them, belts, bracers, rings, and necklaces are accessories with lower drop rates. The quality of equipment is further divided into common, rare, epic, legendary, and artifact. The corresponding boss must be killed to have a chance to drop them.
Additionally, players with high-level forging talents can also create high-quality equipment. The belt required a 1st tier profession to equip, which John couldn’t use, so he stored it away. Then, he picked up the scroll, which he was most eager about.
[Secret Area of Goblin:Accessible to players above level 10 and 1st tier, contains the treasure of goblins.]
This also required a 1st tier level 10 player, so John had no choice but to store it away.
The Earth Armed Bear had also dropped a skill stone and an enhancement stone.
John used the skill stone to gain 1 skill point directly.
The enhancement stone could enhance the basic attributes of equipment,
but lower quality equipment wasn’t worth upgrading.
“Big shot, why haven’t you reached level 10 yet?” Sini asked curiously after picking up the items dropped by the players and noticing John’s level.
She had encountered John at level 9 and had leveled up to 10 herself, yet John was still at level
9.
John ignored her question and allocated the newly acquired 10 free attribute points to his spirit attribute.
His spirit attribute reached 174 points, and Fire Rain was also upgraded to level 9, slightly increasing its damage.
After completing these adjustments, John looked at Sini and said indifferently, “Sini, we need to talk.”
“Huh?” Sini’s eyes widened like a startled deer. She stepped back, a dagger appearing in her hand, staring coldly at John.
“How…how do you know my name?” She had never revealed her real name to Godslayer.
John glanced at Sini and said calmly, “No need to be nervous. I mean you no harm. Now, tell me, what does Aron want you to do by approaching me?”
Sini scoffed at Godslayer’s words.
No harm? You killed me 17 times!
She sheathed her dagger but remained wary, saying, “Aron wants me to get your real identity information in exchange for my freedom.”
She did not hide the truth.
The fact that he knew her identity indicated that he must have a significant background in the real world. Deceiving him would easily be seen through.
John sneered, fully aware of Aron’s nature.
In the previous life, Aron had handed Sini over to him but still did not grant her freedom, intending to spy on him secretly.
When John eventually found out, Aron had to return Sini’s slave contract to placate him.
“You didn’t actually believe that, did you? That’s incredibly naive,” John scoffed disdainfully.
“You!” Sini was furious but didn’t dare make a move.
For a mage, being close to an assassin was taboo, but she had a feeling she couldn’t kill
Godslayer.
John continued, “My real name is John. This is my address information. Give it to Aron and see if he lets you go.”
He directly gave Sini his previous address information.
With Ritchie having hidden his identity information, John wasn’t worried about Aron finding
out anything.
Sini stared at John, utterly confused. “What do you mean by this?”
Godslayer knew her purpose, so why give her his identity information?
Was it false information?
John saw through her thoughts and said, “The identity information is correct. I just want to
help you.”
“Help me?” Sini was even more puzzled.
John continued, “But don’t get your hopes up. Aron won’t let you go.”
“Wait a minute,” Sini said and immediately logged out.
John knew she was going to take his identity information to Aron, hoping to trade it for her
freedom.
But she was destined to be disappointed.
John opened his friends list, which only had two names:
Ritchie and Sini.
At the moment, Ritchie was online.
John sent him a private message.
Godslayer: “Ritchie, I need another favor.”
Ritchie: “Speak.”
Godslayer: “You know Aron from the Smith family in the Imperial Capital, right? I need
someone from his side.”
John provided Sini’s identity information to Ritchie.
Ritchie: “I thought it was something big. Just a heads-up, these big families are quite
ruthless. Don’t let beauty cloud your judgment.”
Godslayer: “You’re overthinking it.”
Ritchie: “We’re all men here. No need to hide it. One call and it’s done.”
After sending the message, Ritchie logged off.
…
In the real world, at the Smith family mansion in the Imperial Capital,
Sini had just given Aron John’s identity information.
Matt was busy at the computer verifying the information, his frown deepening.
Aron, his face pale, looked at Matt and urged, “How is it?”
“Young master, it’s a bit tricky,” Matt said gravely, turning the monitor to Aron.
On the screen, a massive information box flashed with the words: “ACCESS DENIED!”
“No, that can’t be!” Aron’s eye twitched in disbelief.
Not being able to access the information meant the person was beyond his reach.
Aron couldn’t accept this reality.
Beside him, Sini had grown impatient and urged again, “Is the verification done? Can I have
my freedom back now?”
Hearing Sini’s words, a ruthless glint flashed in Aron’s eyes. He then put on a friendly smile, appearing approachable, “Sini, it seems John is quite fond of you.”
Sini frowned, taking a step back. Aron’s smile made her feel sick.
She extended her hand, coldly saying, “Give me the slave contract!” Aron remained unmoved and calmly said, “How about this: you stay by John’s side and keep an eye on him. Once I get useful information, I’ll naturally grant you your freedom.” “No way.” Sini rejected him outright. “From now on, I won’t do anything for you.”
The smile on Aron’s face vanished, replaced by a cold stare. Just as he was about to speak, the
phone on the table rang.
Ring ring…
Matt answered the call, his expression growing serious. He handed the phone to Aron and whispered, “Young master, it’s Ritchie from Old Town City.”
“What?” Aron exclaimed, hastily taking the phone. His tone shifted to one of utmost respect,
a stark contrast to his previous demeanor.
“Mr.Ritchie, it’s really you…” Aron said, his face full of smiles, nodding repeatedly.
After ending the call, his smile disappeared entirely.
Aron looked at Sini, struggling to contain his anger. “I am no longer your master. You can
leave now.”
Sini was puzzled, not understanding what Aron meant.
She vaguely suspected this had something to do with John.
Without asking further, she turned and left.
No matter what, escaping Aron’s grasp was her priority.
As Sini departed, Aron collapsed onto the sofa, his face pale with fear.
Matt, confused, quickly asked, “Young master, what happened?” Aron took a deep breath, regaining some composure, and said, “This John is closely
connected to Ritchie. This time, we have to accept our loss…”
…
Sini immediately logged into the world of Gods.
Sure enough, John was still waiting in the same place.
“Did you do this?” Sini scrutinized John, curious about his identity. He seemed to be someone
even Aron didn’t dare to defy.
John hadn’t expected Ritchie to act so swiftly. He nodded and said, “I have your slave contract
now. This is my current address. Come over.”
Ritchie had already ensured Aron would transfer Sini’s slave contract to him, and it would be
delivered the next day.
Hearing John’s words, Sini’s face turned pale, a self-deprecating smile appearing on her lips.
She felt foolish for naively believing she would gain her freedom.
Out of the wolf’s den and into the tiger’s lair, Sini had resigned herself to her fate. Looking at
John, she said plainly, “I understand. I’ll come right away.” Before John could respond, Sini’s figure disappeared from where she stood.