The Boss Behind The Game

Chapter 84: Legend Of The Fallen Fish Island

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Looking at the huge cauldrons, the sorrow in the hearts of An Sheng and the others were indescribable.

They were resentful by the thought of them having to get tortured again and regretted not being killed in the battle.

“Bro, what are they trying to do?” a hired player asked curiously.

Next to him, a fat guy with a badly bashed face snorted and blood spurted out of his nose. He then turned to glance at the hired player.

“Have you seen those cauldrons? It will be really exciting. You need to be prepared!”

The hired guy was speechless.

“Why are there so many aliens?” one of the members of the guild, Seven, could not help but question.

“It will be such a waste if they can’t finish the food. Hence, they invited their relatives from next door to eat with them!” the fat guy heaved a sigh.

Everyone was dumbstruck.

Just as all of them were nervous, an old man of the Gillfish Clan walked out of the crowd.

He came to the players and examined them carefully. From time to time, he would pinch their faces as though he was choosing pork.

The players got bent out of shape. A player even struggled and spat at the old man on the spot.

The warrior was then carried out of the crowd by three burly men of the Gillfish Clan. He was savagely beaten up and his face became swollen.

Upon seeing this, shivers ran down their spine. They sympathized with the strongman who was dying on the ground. At the same time, they were fortunate for not acting impulsively.

Punishing someone as a warning to the others was certainly effective. This time, none of the players dared to fight back. Their faces were covered with rage as the old man of the Gillfish Clan pinched their faces in turn.

After the inspection, the old man of the Gillfish Clan went to the center of the village and knelt down. He was also muttering words that they did not understand.

Seeing this, everyone from the Gillfish Clan knelt down with their hands facing the sky as if they were worshipping.

“What are the idiots doing?” Seven asked curiously again.

“According to my years of gaming experience, they should be thanking god for the food given!” the fat guy said at the back. Upon hearing this, all of them could not remain calm.

“Ura!” the old man seemed to be done with his prayers. He shouted at the sky and the crowd cheered. Then, all of them dismissed, began to raise the cauldrons and set fire.

Everyone was at a loss for words.

After walking through the procedures of bathing, eating green powder, and sprinkling seasonings, the faces of the hired players turned blue. They had not been told that they would be eaten if they lost the game. This was too much. This was too brutal.

However, they could not fight against their fate of being eaten. They were powerless and could not do anything but swear.

At that moment, all of them secretly swore to take revenge.

The number of people who wanted to take revenge had once again increased.

Looking at the hired players gritting their teeth, An Sheng and the others were inexplicably comforted. Sharing the pain could indeed reduce suffering.

The fat guy seemed calm now. He was clear about the cooking procedures of the Gillfish Clan. This time, he did not resist as he had learned his lesson. He even bit a few slices with his mouth when the Gillfish Clan put the ingredients into the pot.

After chewing and swallowing it, the fat guy suddenly opened his eyes widely.

“Oh my god, this thing tastes great!”

Upon hearing this, several players from the surrounding cauldrons bit a few ingredients to have a taste of it. They showed surprising expressions after tasting it.

“Delicious!”

“It tastes good. What is this?”

“This red fruit tastes great!”

Looking at the insensitive crowd, An Sheng’s temples were twitching. Why are they eating it? Don’t they feel ashamed?

“Not to mention. It does taste good!” Seven who was next to An Sheng chewed the fruit which was about the size of a lychee and told him earnestly.

An Sheng did not want to talk as he felt ashamed. Where was their anger and their intention to take revenge?

I’m not going to collude with them.

But, the water temperature was rising slowly. Seeing them eating joyfully, An Sheng boringly bit a piece of leaf that was floating on the water and chewed it. ????????????????????????d. ????o????

“Damn, it’s indeed delicious!”

Seven was speechless.

Looking at the disdain in Seven’s eyes, An Sheng simply continued eating. Since the Gillfish Clan could eat them, they could also eat their ingredients.

“Asshole, don’t grab my fruit,” Seven was enraged as he saw An Sheng open his mouth and took away the fruit which he was about to eat.

After the players were done eating and drinking, they lay in the pot and looked at each other, waiting for the arrival of their doomsday.

“Brothers, I have a suggestion. We just pretend to know nothing and don’t tell anyone regarding the things that happened today,” looking at the crowd, An Sheng burped as he said.

Upon hearing this, everyone seemed to be in embarrassment. They nodded in agreement with An Sheng’s suggestion as the situation they encountered today was embarrassing.

An Sheng was already preparing to fool more people for the next battle in his mind. He believed that with more manpower, they could defeat the Gillfish Clan.

The water temperature gradually increased and blood words began to appear on the players’ bodies.

The players’ camp was once again wiped out.

As the players died, their bodies turned into black smoke and were withdrawn by the artifice again.

Upon seeing this, the Gillfish Clan who was initially excited stared at the empty cauldrons, doubting their life.

After their death, An Sheng and the others became busy. They were preparing to bring another group of people to take revenge.

However, before this, he got an idea and posted a post on the forum:

“I’ve found the Son of the Sea. There are many Sons of the Sea on this island.”

A screenshot of the coordinates on the map in his game was also provided below the post.

Originally, this kind of post would be ignored. After all, rumors often appeared on the forum. However, the post was inexplicably being pushed to the top.

Seven_Seven: “Yes, this is the island. I have seen the Son of the Sea on this island!”

I’m_Not_Fat_At_All: “Me too! I didn’t expect the thread starter to find it too! Don’t you know how to keep it a secret? I wish to return after I become stronger.”

Blood-stained_World: “Heartache. I thought I was the only one who knows about this secret. But, you made it public. I hate you, thread starter!”

Crayon_Shinchan: “What! The Son of The Sea? Oh my god! Let’s go!”

Peppa_Boar: “It’s mine! It’s mine! I will set off now! The Son of the Sea is mine!”

Hence, a huge wave of fooled players began to march toward the island of the Gillfish Clan.

The tragedy of them being eaten continued. However, all of them chose to remain silent and secretly pinned An Sheng’s post to the top.

Another wave of fooled players set sail.