Chapter 61: Fallen Into a Trap?

“It still feels good to upgrade!”

"Killing these monsters of the same level, the probability of triggering the Glory of the Magic God is not low. If I can never upgrade, I can increase my intelligence infinitely!"

After successfully upgrading, Sumu added twenty points of assignable attributes to his intelligence this time.

Player: Sumu

Occupation: Mage

Level: Level 1, Level 5 (20/18000)

HP: 3930

Mana: 16800

Attack: 256

Spell Attack: 1014

Physical Defense: 393

Spell Defense: 420

Attributes: Strength 28, Constitution 258 (+35), Agility 228, Spirit 290 (+130), Intelligence 412 (+95)

Equipment: Goblin Staff, Skull Ring, Medal of Valor, Ice Wolf Cloth Armor, Ice Wolf Leggings, Raging Flame Boots, Apostle's Gloves, Blue Hat.

The reason for adding intelligence is mainly because after adding it, your spell attack can break through the thousand-point barrier.

"I will call you Master Qianshang!"

On the attribute interface, the four-digit spell attack is so dazzling no matter how you look at it.

"The impostor should have been discovered by now, right?"

Thinking of the live broadcast going on in the real world, Su Mu laughed evilly.

It is impossible for the Dharma God who is broadcasting live to upgrade in the game.

The time point I was stuck in was enough to turn that live broadcast into a farce.

As for whether this detail will be discovered?

Su Mu turned on the World Channel.

"Damn it, the Dharma God just upgraded? Didn't he say he was live broadcasting?"

"It's obvious. The Dharma God broadcast live outside is fake."

"Indeed, there are many people named Sumu. This game is different from ordinary online games. You can't see the level even when you stand opposite. It's really difficult to tell the difference."

"Damn it, I hate liars the most. I'm going to the live broadcast room to swipe the screen!"

"Who has time to watch the live broadcast? Upgrading is the last word. There are fewer people grabbing monsters today, and the double experience will be gone soon!"

As expected, the eyes of the masses were sharp.

There is no need for him to come forward at all, the angry netizens will help him smash the head of the counterfeit.

Of course, Su Mu could actually ignore the fake and let him divert the public's attention.

But then I thought about it, this person used his identity to commit fraud, wouldn't he still have to bear the blame for these bad debts in the end?

I don’t want to be taken advantage of!

"We are at level one and level five. We will arrive at the Goblin's base camp later. Let's go back and learn a few skills before we come back!"

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Su Mu didn't know that the counterfeiter's head had already been "hammered" without the help of those netizens.

After such a big incident happened at the live broadcast, the Internet was completely in chaos.

"No way? God Su Fa was killed?"

"That is the light of our country!"

"Ye Qing is married!"

"Why, why did this happen?"

The entire internet was in mourning.

But among these wailings, some different sounds appeared.

"The live broadcaster is a fake. Su Fa Shen has just upgraded in the game. You can tell by looking at the level rankings!"

"Yes, although you can't see whether Su Fashen is online or not in the level rankings, the level will still change. I guess it is Su Fashen who deliberately chose to upgrade when the impostor was live broadcasting and slapped him in the face."

"You're laughing me to death. Did that impostor commit suicide?"

"I want to laugh too. That guy really blocked the gun. God Su Fa must hide it."

"I think if God Su Fa really comes, those people may not be able to defeat him."

Comments emerged one after another. The news that Su Fashen was not dead and that the live broadcast was a fake was quickly verified.

Countless people across the Internet are feeling emotional.

This reversal is really as exciting as riding a roller coaster!

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Qin Group, Qin Fen is sitting in his office, looking ugly.

He had already received the news that "Su Fashen" was not dead, and also knew that the one he found was a fake.

At this moment, he deeply realized what it means to have "his IQ insulted."

He obviously has some ways to confirm the identity of "Su Fashen", such as asking the other party to trade him some high-end equipment, or asking the other party to tell the Novice Village serial number and arrange for people from the Novice Village to confirm it.

But he just got carried away by the "eager for quick success".

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The phone on the desk rang.

Qin Fen sat upright and picked up the phone with an anxious expression.

"Do you know that you have brought shame on our Qin family?" A solemn and deep voice came from the other end.

"Father, I didn't do it well this time. I promise it won't happen again." Qin Fen swallowed hard and replied.

"Your elder brother has arranged public relations. If anyone asks, just say that this live broadcast is actually a special operation to cooperate with Captain Long to find out people with ulterior motives." The other end did not blame, and his tone was a bit hateful: " Compared to your elder brother, you are still too impatient. During this time, you can level up in Shentu and help your elder brother collect more gold coins. Do you understand?"

"I understand, father!" Qin Fen replied with a gloomy face.

After saying that, the phone was hung up.

Qin Fen was silent for a while, then suddenly exploded and threw everything on the table in front of him to the ground.

"Brother, you know big brother."

"I will definitely let you know that I am the most promising heir of the Qin family!"

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Beautiful country.

Lonte. Upbeat music is playing in Nader's office.

Along with the rhythm, Lunt, who is nearly sixty years old. Nader is dancing happily.

There is also a bottle of red wine on his table.

Judging from the year marked, that bottle is of extraordinary value.

But he was just so happy.

"Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door.

Lonte. Nader frowned and turned off the music.

"Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and it was the man who reported Su Fashen's death before, but his face looked a little unsightly at the moment.

"What's wrong?" Ronte. Nader asked.

"The news just came here again. The one who died was an impostor. It is said that it was a game done by the Dragon Kingdom, and in the game, the Su Fa Shen was upgraded after the live broadcast." The subordinate said anxiously.

"I must have fallen into a trap!"

"What did you say?"

After hearing the news, Ronte. Nader's eyes widened and his face turned red.

He was about to say something, but suddenly his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.

"Ambulance, call an ambulance!"

In the office, the only sounds left were the roars of his men.

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Sakura country.

"I haven't been this happy for a long time!"

A man was sitting cross-legged under the cherry blossom tree, eating sashimi and drinking sake.

Soon, another one came in a hurry.

"Your Highness, we have fallen into a trap!" He nervously reported the information he had received, completely losing his composure: "This move should be called closing the door... No, it is inviting you to enter the urn. Kenjiro's death was in vain!"

"Crack!"

A crisp voice sounded.

The cup in the man's hand broke into several pieces.

His beautiful kimono was even spilled with wine.

"Baga!"

"God Su Fa, I must kill you!"

Under the cherry blossom trees, the angry roars continued.