Chapter 342: Garp and Whitebeard's Competition

Garp marveled inwardly.

The Akainu and Kizaru of Marine Headquarters, along with Kuzan and himself, including the Pirate Whitebeard and the adventurer Shanks,

everyone's strength had long since surpassed their former selves by countless times.

However, they were still under the rules of the Samsara Game, as powerless to resist as a novice pirate.

Arad was not lacking in terrifying monsters.

Even the strongest Tier 2 player, Orochimaru, had been blasted apart by the laser cannon of the city-defending lord, Siegheart, while forcibly entering the City Lord Palace during a live stream, unable to put up any resistance.

Yet, the players felt no fear toward them.

It was only because they could see the limits of these monsters, but they had no concept of the limits of the game merchant; the other party only had to exert a tiny bit of effort to make them feel an unknown terror.

The gap was too vast.

Even the most sinister and evil, fence-sitting opportunists found it hard to even entertain the thought of fighting or resisting the game merchant.

"Garp, you look very unconvinced. How about a wager?"

Whitebeard stood on the Jiazu Chenqiang,

gazing into the distance at the Desperate Valley that had appeared in the thick fog, where the roars of Biochemical Ghosts rang out incessantly, sounding particularly chilling.

Garp frowned and asked, "A wager?"

He suspected the other party was cheating.

Whitebeard, with his thick eyebrows, large eyes, and hearty smile,

was someone who, perhaps due to the interference of his Scarlet Troll Bloodline, had committed many sordid acts that tarnished the reputation of a Pirate Emperor ever since becoming a Game Player.

It was just like those ninja from next door who excelled at schemes and tricks.

Only he himself still maintained his original intentions.

Whitebeard, gripping his Murakumogiri, looked at Garp's guarded expression, revealed a faint, mocking smile at the right moment, and said, "Don't worry, it's just a simple points competition. After the defense battle ends, whoever hunts more Pollution Monsters takes all the hunting rewards from the loser. How about it?"

It was indeed as Garp had said; the previous encounter between the Whitebeard Pirates and Im had caused the Whitebeard Pirates heavy losses, and even their only Resurrection Coin had been used to revive the fallen Marco.

In the border territory without the protection of the family wall, various buildings had been destroyed.

In this magic-medieval background mission world, the Whitebeard Pirates had finally managed to obtain seeds for magic plants, which could be used to mass-produce Low-level Witchcraft Potion, a secret medicine that restores Energy Value.

As a result, all the magic plants in the fields were burned to death, not a single one left.

"A deep blood feud must be repaid!"

Whitebeard thought to himself.

Although Im was powerful, could she guard the territory of the Celestial Dragon Family every single moment? As long as they found an opportunity, the Whitebeard Pirates would launch an all-out attack to give the Celestial Dragon a head-on blow; this was the spirit of the Contract engraved in a pirate's bones.

It was just that,

the most important thing now was to recover their strength; the Whitebeard Pirates had lost a massive amount of Reward Points and had to find a way to earn them back.

He hadn't expected to run into the honest Garp; this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity could not be missed.

"Vice Admiral Garp, don't agree to the pirate!"

The Navy Colonel standing behind Garp waved his hands at him repeatedly.

Although he was unwilling to admit it, the damned pirate Whitebeard was slightly stronger; if Vice Admiral Garp agreed, the probability of failure was higher.

The main force for this hunt was Vice Admiral Garp; if he lost to Whitebeard, this trip for the Navy would be in vain, and they wouldn't get a single bit of profit.

"Oh well, I see you don't dare to agree..."

Whitebeard shook his head in disappointment and made a move to leave. Garp, who had originally been listening to advice, was provoked by him and immediately said, "Fine, I agree! This old man will definitely win. The Navy, which symbolizes justice, cannot lose to a pirate!"

Truly honest!

Whitebeard, who had turned around, curled his lips and snickered incessantly.

Immediately, he gripped his Murakumogiri, leaped high, and plummeted from the Jiazu Chenqiang like a cannonball, charging toward the Desperate Valley.

"Vice Admiral Garp..."

The Navy Colonel was full of helplessness. "Don't worry, the tea trees at Marine Headquarters are in full bloom. Once I defeat Whitebeard, I'll take the double Reward Points and go find Sengoku!"

Garp laughed heartily,

and likewise charged off the city wall like a falling meteor.

Swarms of Biochemical Ghosts, dense like a red tide, rushed out from the Desperate Valley accompanied by crazy howls.

"Dragonfly Dance: Compound Eye Hexagon!"

A clear shout rang out in an abandoned research institute on the east side of the Desperate Valley.

It was the member pulled into the Demon Slayer Corps family, the Insect Hashira, Shinobu Kocho.

Her combat technique was very skillful, and her movements were beautiful.

Every move and every style was just like her name, like a beautiful butterfly dancing gracefully.

But it carried a deadly Poison. *Pat. *

Two flesh-mutated monsters modified by technology had their heads pierced and hung crookedly on their backs.

Their skin was festering all over, revealing scarlet muscles. Two rubber tubes delivering viral solution to their entire bodies pierced their collarbones, and in the center of their chests was an Energy Core emitting a faint blue light.

Before Shinobu Kocho could relax her vigilance, the two red ghosts climbed back up, and their heads were rapidly recovering.

【Red Ghost Lv. 9】: 320/600 HP

"Having their heads cut off is only a fatal wound, but they didn't die?"

Shinobu Kocho did not hesitate, unleashing a Sword Skill like a butterfly dance, stabbing even more concentrated Poison into the bodies of the Pollution Monsters.

Until their HP hit bottom,

the Energy Core in the chest of the Red Ghost went out like a burnt-out lightbulb.

【Killed Red Ghost, EXP +3, Reward Point +3】

Shinobu Kocho stood where she was, looking with pleasant surprise at the black text appearing before her.

Up until now, in the entire Demon Slayer Corps, besides Oyakata-sama, only the Stone Hashira and Tanjiro are players of the Samsara Game.

It is like hope bestowed by a God, with absolutely no possibility of manipulation; even if one yearns to become a player, one can only silently wait for the favor of the God.

Even for a Pillar-level Swordsman, wanting to kill an Upper Rank Demon Moon is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Not to mention Muzan Kibutsuji.

To end the thousand-year grudge between the Demon Slayer Corps and the demons, one must become a player.

But no matter what Shinobu Kocho did, she never received an Invitation Letter from the Samsara Game like the Stone Hashira did.

Until after the Demon Slayer Corps founded a family,

she vaguely touched upon the power of the Samsara Game; although she still could not enter the game, she saw the possibility of becoming stronger.

Family members,

although not players, after being invited into the family, can become stronger through the Family System.

They are merely equivalent to peripheral players; they cannot log into the game, but the Player Panel can be activated.

The Reward Points and experience gained from these hunts will all be accumulated.

The Invitation Letters produced monthly by a Level 1 family can be used to invite family members to become players.

Shinobu Kocho took a deep breath, driving her Breathing Technique to the limit, her lungs swelling, and her figure shuttled rapidly through the various buildings in Desperate Valley.

Constantly hunting, one red ghost after another fell before her.

Suddenly,

Shinobu Kocho felt her shoulder sink; she looked up and saw a ghost dressed as a seductive nurse suddenly appear behind her, its Sharp, long, narrow fingernails already piercing into her collarbone.

Crazy Baby!

(End of this chapter)