I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats

Chapter 82: Chapter 81: The Burning Black Candle [Vote for Monthly Ticket!]

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“Buzz buzz buzz~~!”

The sound of the electric saw echoed throughout the entire training ground.

Countless threads shot towards Mu Rufeng from all directions.

However, with a mere wave of his electric saw, Mu Rufeng instantly ground those threads onto the blade before shattering them to pieces.

Mu Rufeng had stopped using Instantaneous Movement and was now brandishing his electric saw while charging furiously towards Cheng Youlin.

Cheng Youlin, seeing this, rapidly retreated and didn’t forget to control his threads to attack Mu Rufeng while retreating.

Whether it was a sneak attack from behind, or at his feet, or even above his head, it was all in vain as they were blocked by the bandage.

Then, with just a sweep of his electric saw, he could directly snap his threads.

“This electric saw of yours is too sharp, man. My threads can even leave a mark on steel,” Cheng Youlin shouted as he ran.

“Damn, Xiao Mu, how can you run so fast with that heavy electric saw?”

Watching Mu Rufeng quickly closing in, Cheng Youlin grew a bit panicked.

“My Constitution’s pretty good; I do run quite fast. Lin bro, watch out!” Mu Rufeng suddenly shouted.

Cheng Youlin was startled and instinctively turned his head to look at Mu Rufeng.

However, there was no sign of Mu Rufeng behind him.

“Damn it!” Cheng Youlin was shocked; he knew that Mu Rufeng had used Instantaneous Movement to get in front of him.

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

The roaring sound of the electric saw exploded by Cheng Youlin’s ear, extremely grating.

When Cheng Youlin turned his head, he saw the teeth of the electric saw coming towards his head.

“I’m dead, I’m so dead…” At that moment, a sense of impending death rose in Cheng Youlin’s heart.

“Mu Rufeng!” Onlooking Qu Lianhong changed color with extreme panic upon witnessing this and yelled out.

But it was too late.

Mu Rufeng’s electric saw had already struck Cheng Youlin’s crown.

“Cheng Youlin!” Qu Lianhong shouted again, frantically running over.

“Am I dead?” Cheng Youlin stood still, with the electric saw still fiercely spinning on his forehead.

“Mu Rufeng, do you even understand what you’re doing?” Qu Lianhong ran over and without saying a word, threw a punch at Mu Rufeng.

“Hey, hey, hey, let’s talk it out, no need for violence.”

Just as Mu Rufeng was about to be hit, he used Instantaneous Movement and suddenly appeared two meters behind.

“Eh? Why… why am I unharmed?” Cheng Youlin raised his hand to touch his head and found not even a single hair out of place.

“How come? Didn’t Qian Xiaoyi tell you the attribute of this saw?” Mu Rufeng said, raising the electric saw in his hand.

“How can you be alright? Mu Rufeng, what on earth is going on?”

Qu Lianhong grabbed Cheng Youlin’s head, forcefully pushing it down to check, and after finding nothing wrong, she demanded an explanation from Mu Rufeng.

“What attribute? Qian Xiaoyi didn’t tell us, just said you got an electric saw,” Cheng Youlin said, touching his head and speaking with lingering fear.

“Sorry, sorry, I thought Qian Xiaoyi had told you about the saw’s attribute.”

“Well, let me show you.” Mu Rufeng walked over to both of them and then handed the electric saw to Qu Lianhong.

Qu Lianhong, without any politeness, took the electric saw in her hand.

Cheng Youlin, who had already stood up, put his hand on the saw as well.

After reading the attributes, both of them exchanged glances and could see the surprise in each other’s eyes.

“Xiao Mu, you really hit the jackpot, scoring another Rule Type Item,” Cheng Youlin said enviously.

“This Rule Type Item is interesting; it can cut through anything but can’t harm living beings or abnormalities.”

“It could have great use in certain special circumstances,” Qu Lianhong said, relaxed after understanding, and handed the saw back to Mu Rufeng.

Mu Rufeng put the saw away and then said, “Er, Lin bro, I’m really sorry for scaring you.”

“Hey, it’s all good, all good. It’s my first time having my head buzz-sawed, haha,” Cheng Youlin didn’t mind and even laughed loudly.

“Laughing so happily, what’s the fun in that?” Zhou Wen arrived, taking slow steps and smiling.

Wen Dandan and the other person hadn’t been seen, apparently still engaged in ‘spiritual’ training in the cottage.

“Captain Zhou, this time we really found a treasure.”

Cheng Youlin hurriedly recounted what had just happened to Zhou Wen.

“Does that mean neither of you are a match for Mu Rufeng?” Zhou Wen didn’t immediately focus on the electric saw but on another point.

“Uh… I suppose you could say that.” Cheng Youlin nodded upon hearing this.

Qu Lianhong didn’t speak, which meant she agreed.

“Alright, Mu Rufeng, keep this up, who knows, maybe my position will be yours in the future,” Zhou Wen said as he patted Mu Rufeng’s shoulder with a smile.

“Captain Zhou, that’s not something to say. I’ve only joined recently and there’s still Lin bro and the beautiful Qu; no way would it be my turn,” Mu Rufeng responded.

“Heh-heh, no one knows whether we’ll die in the next instance.”

“Below third-level, one instance every seven days, and my sixth instance is tonight,” Zhou Wen said, still smiling.

Upon hearing this, the cheerful atmosphere among the three plummeted instantly.

“Captain, you’re smart, and you have contracted two ghosts. You’re so powerful, you’ll definitely be fine,” Cheng Youlin said.

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“Yeah, yeah, Captain Zhou, if even you encounter problems, then Cheng Youlin and I would have been long gone.” Qu Lianhong also hurriedly said.

“Looking at the time, it’s only been a little over a month since I joined the department and I’ve already gone from a small team member to the leader of a sub-team.”

“The original team leader also died in the instance, and several familiar colleagues died in the instance too. To be honest, I really wish instances didn’t exist at all.”

Zhou Wen sighed, his expression somewhat sorrowful.

“Captain…” Qu Lianhong and Cheng Youlin looked somewhat down as well at this moment.

“Don’t worry, we can definitely overcome the instances. At worst, we’ll be heroes again in eighteen years,” Mu Rufeng said.

“Yes, at worst, we’ll be heroes again in eighteen years!” Cheng Youlin echoed.

“Alright, continue your training. Make more use of Contractual Ability and don’t neglect physical training.”

“I’m going to make some preparations for tonight’s instance. Qu Lianhong, the mental training of the two newcomers is up to you.”

“Remember, once every two hours, half an hour each time,” Zhou Wen instructed.

“Yes, Captain,” Qu Lianhong quickly responded.

Zhou Wen nodded and then turned and left the training ground.

“Come on, Xiao Mu, lend me your chainsaw. I’m going to scare the new guys a bit,” Cheng Youlin suddenly said.

“Ah, Brother Lin, are you sure? Aren’t you afraid they’ll hold a grudge?” Mu Rufeng paused, then replied.

“What’s there to be afraid of? Moreover, I’m training them, aren’t I? Right, Qu Lianhong?” Cheng Youlin looked towards Qu Lianhong.

The latter just hummed twice, and it was unclear whether he agreed or not.

“Fine then, I’ll lend it to you.” Mu Rufeng passed the chainsaw to Cheng Youlin.

“Hehe, let’s go.” Cheng Youlin took the chainsaw, gesturing to Mu Rufeng and Qu Lianhong to head towards the cabin.

“You two go ahead, I’ll practice with the bandages here some more and see how to make the most of them,” Mu Rufeng said.

“Okay, you practice by yourself. If you need a sparring partner, just call us,” Cheng Youlin nodded and then left for the cabin with Qu Lianhong.

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Time flew by, and soon it was July 21st, five o’clock in the afternoon.

This day was a Friday.

“I’m off, I’ve got something on, so I’m leaving first,” Mu Rufeng said to Qu Lianhong and Cheng Youlin.

“Uh-huh,” Cheng Youlin replied without looking up.

Qu Lianhong didn’t even bother responding and continued to lift weights like a maniac.

The atmosphere was heavy because Captain Zhou Wen had not returned yet, and it was already the second day.

“Don’t be so gloomy, you two. The captain will definitely come back safe,” Mu Rufeng couldn’t help saying, looking at the somber pair.

“I definitely believe in the captain,” Qu Lianhong nodded.

“If you have something to do, then hurry up and go. It’s Friday, and it’s traffic jam time,” Cheng Youlin remarked.

“Right,” Mu Rufeng nodded, turned around, and left the training ground.

Riding his little electric scooter, Mu Rufeng arrived at the underground parking lot of the community within twenty minutes.

Yes, although the department’s branch office was located in the countryside, quite remote, it wasn’t very far from Yuejiang Residence—only about six kilometers away.

“Riding in the sun is really hot, it looks like I should go for a driver’s license and buy a car,” Mu Rufeng muttered to himself, taking the elevator up to his home.

The first thing he did when he got home was to take a shower, which took about ten minutes. After the shower, Mu Rufeng quickly left the house.

Today was his college roommate Li Yaocun’s birthday.

A few friends who got along well seldom gathered once every month or two, and taking the opportunity of his birthday, they decided to get together.

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At seven in the evening.

Mu Rufeng, carrying plenty of chilled drinks, arrived at Li Yaocun’s home.

At this moment, there weren’t many people in the house, totaling only six.

Mu Rufeng, Li Yaocun, Zou Qiang, and Lin Fuding were university roommates with a good relationship.

Long Meijuan and Huang Mei were the girlfriends of Li Yaocun and Lin Fuding, respectively.

“Feng, you’ve finally come. We were just waiting for you. Look at this big basin of spicy crayfish, enough for you, right?”

Li Yaocun led Mu Rufeng to the dining table, pointing at a huge basin of spicy crayfish as he said so.

“Wow, do you really need to make so much? Can we finish it?” Mu Rufeng swallowed his saliva and said.

“Hehe, if we can’t finish it today, we’ll eat to death. I didn’t prepare any other dishes today,” Li Yaocun said with a laugh.

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s eat! Oh, right, I almost forgot—happy birthday!” Mu Rufeng said.

“Thanks, thanks,” Li Yaocun kept smiling.

Just as Mu Rufeng was about to sit down, suddenly, he felt a trace of Ghost Power fluctuation.

Mu Rufeng’s gaze instantly locked onto today’s birthday boy, Li Yaocun.

A pitch-black candle was abruptly inserted above Li Yaocun’s crown, and a small flame was burning on top of it.

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“…, …!! …!”

…Deleting.