185: Chapter 185 [The following is a separate, unrelated sentence:] Everyone was busy.

The smoke of battle was gradually dispersed by the sea breeze.

After the slaughter of the cannon fodder and with the help of Mo Lan's "Experience Sharing," the levels of almost all the girls who participated in the battle skyrocketed like a rocket.

The twenty girls who had just gained new power last night generally rose to above Level 30.

This leveling speed would be considered terrifying anywhere in the Land of Beginning.

But Qi Yun stood on the third-floor balcony, looking at the cheering girls below.

"Not enough, it's still not fast enough," he muttered to himself.

Before the real storm arrived, they had to become even stronger.

"I need to take the initiative to find some experience points to farm." Qi Yun rubbed his chin, his gaze starting to drift in an unscrupulous direction.

He thought of that noisy regional chat channel.

In there, all sorts of monsters, keyboard warriors, and regional haters were constantly engaged in "friendly exchanges" involving each other's family trees...

A wicked idea rose in Qi Yun's heart.

Qi Yun opened the chat channel for the peripheral area.

Good grief! As soon as he opened it, the speed at which messages flooded the screen was comparable to a bullet chat website!

[Skull-Cracker Tribe - Skullcrusher]: "Soft-legged shrimp from the Bone-Crusher Tribe! I heard you guys were chased by a few Shadow Wolves in the 'Canyon' last time and pissed yourselves? And you still dare call yourselves a combat Tribe? Go home and drink milk!"

[Bone-Crusher Tribe - Spinebreaker]: "Bullshit! Skullcrusher, you brainless brute! That was a tactical retreat! Not like you guys who only know how to charge blindly."

[Blood-Throat Tribe - Blooddrinker]: "Tsk tsk, what are you two trash Tribes arguing about? One has no brains, the other has no guts. Real men should see blood! Our Bloodthroat killed the exotic beasts of the North Mountain last time, can you guys do that? Garbage!"

[Ironjaw Tribe - Ironchewer]: "Blooddrinker, what are you bragging about? If you're so capable, why don't we have a go?"

[Skull-Cracker Tribe - Skullcrusher]: "Do the Ironjaw bastards even deserve to shout? I'll knock every single one of those iron teeth out of your mouth!"

[Bone-Crusher Tribe - Spinebreaker]: "Fight! Everyone fight! The more that die, the better! A bunch of wild dogs who only know how to bark!"

[Blood-Throat Tribe - Blooddrinker]: "Spinebreaker, who the hell are you calling a wild dog? Believe it or not, I'll lead my men to tear down your shitty bone camp and pull out your spine to use as a whip?"

[Ironjaw Tribe - Ironchewer]: "Bloodthroat, Rusty Plains, do you dare to come? If you don't, you're my grandson! From now on, take a detour whenever you see someone from our Ironjaw Tribe!"

Qi Yun's eyes lit up as he watched.

The names of these Tribes were more savage than the last, and their tones were more arrogant than the next.

They looked like the type of brute Tribes that believed in "action over words," making them the most ideal material for "experience packs"!

He rubbed his hands together and decided to join the fray himself to see whose head was the hardest and most suitable to be the first punching bag.

He began to type.

[Returner Tribe - Qi Yun]: "Skullsplitter, Bonecrusher, Blooddrinker, Ironchewer—if you ask me, you're all trash."

The message was sent.

The flooded channel instantly became dead silent.

The Tribes that were just arguing heatedly, wishing they could curse each other's ancestral graves into pieces, all vanished.

In the entire channel, only Qi Yun's lonely taunt remained, radiating an aura of "come and hit me."

Qi Yun: "..."

Hello? Where is everyone? Where's the energy from the trash-talking just now? Did the dogs eat it? I haven't even started to exert myself yet!

He waited for ten seconds, but no one responded.

Qi Yun was a bit annoyed.

He began to precisely call them out, focusing on the two who had been shouting the loudest.

[Returner Tribe - Qi Yun]: "@Skull-Cracker Tribe, Skullcrusher, right? Why are you acting like a coward? Come out and chat? Let's see if you split my skull or I split yours?"

[Returner Tribe - Qi Yun]: "@Blood-Throat Tribe, don't you like seeing blood? Come, I'll let some out for you, as much as you want. Give me your coordinates, and I'll let you drink your fill."

The two who were @'ed continued to play dead.

A vein throbbed on Qi Yun's temple.

Damn, so cowardly? Where's the courage from when you were calling each other "soft-legged shrimp," "brainless," and "wild dogs" just now?

Veins popped out on Qi Yun's forehead.

Damn it, what a bunch of cowards!

He changed his strategy and targeted the "Iron-Claw Tribe," which had been quite active earlier.

[Returner Tribe - Qi Yun]: "@Iron-Claw Tribe, I heard your claws are pretty hard? I think you're all soft-legged shrimp. If you don't reply, you're fucking looking down on me, garbage."

This time, he added a threat.

As long as you don't reply, you're looking down on me.

Then I'll have a reason to mess with you.

[Iron-Claw Tribe - Eagle Eye]: "No, no! You're right! We are soft-legged shrimp! Garbage! Your criticism is spot on!"

Qi Yun: "???"

He was dumbfounded.

What's the situation? I called you garbage,

And not only did you not refute it, you fucking agreed with me? You even insulted yourself? This spinelessness is going too far, isn't it?!

Refusing to believe it, he switched to a Tribe that looked more fierce, called the "Mad War Alliance."

[Returner Tribe - Qi Yun]: "@Mad War Alliance - Mad Berserker, that's quite an arrogant name you've got there. Come, tell me, how mad are you?"

[Mad War Alliance - Mad Berserker]: "We don't dare be mad! In front of you, we're all little brothers! We've changed our name! We're now called the 'Follow-Your-Heart Alliance'! Follow your heart, as in doing as one pleases! Absolutely no other meaning!"

Qi Yun: "..."

Follow-Your-Heart Alliance? More like the Coward Alliance!

"Damn it!" Qi Yun couldn't help but curse out loud on the balcony.

"Can't someone just come and talk back to me! Give me a reason for self-defense... no, a reason to legitimately farm experience!"

Various Tribes: The news of thirty people cutting down over ten thousand has already spread everywhere. Who would dare provoke you now?

Seeing that no one was taking the bait, Qi Yun felt very bored. He muttered "a bunch of cowards" and closed the regional channel in frustration.

After a while, Qi Yun felt a bit better and couldn't help but open the channel again.

This time, there was actually movement in the channel again, and they were arguing even more fiercely than before!

[Shadow Flow Tribe]: "You bastards from Fengchuan! Your Tribe members are just a bunch of rats in the gutter!"

[Fengchuan Tribe]: "Bullshit! Old Ghost! You guys play at backstabbing, poisoning, and throwing lime all day long! Despicable and shameless!"

[Shadow Flow Tribe]: "Baka! Tactics! Those are tactics, don't you understand!"

[Fengchuan Tribe]: "Tactics my ass! It's just low-down!"

Oh? Qi Yun's eyes lit up.

Since other Tribes didn't dare to interject, the strength of these two Tribes should not be weak.

Qi Yun rubbed his hands, feeling like experience packs were waving at him.

[Returner Tribe - Qi Yun]: "Like sparrows. Amateurs pecking at each other, it's hilarious. You're all trash, stop arguing."

With one sentence, he offended both Tribes.

The channel fell silent again for a moment.

Immediately,

[Shadow Flow Tribe]: "Bakayaro! Who the hell are you? Where did this small fry come from? Say what you just said again if you have the guts!"

Qi Yun was delighted. That's right! This is the normal reaction! Those cowards just now made me doubt my life!

He replied leisurely:

[Returner Tribe - Qi Yun]: "I'll leave it at this: Shadowflow are gutter rats, and you're all trash. Not convinced? @Fengchuan Tribe, speak up, little trash!!"

He specifically @'ed the Fengchuan Tribe again, wanting to see how this Tribe, which was quite tough just now, would react.

[Fengchuan Tribe] (silence for three seconds): "...I think you're right."

Qi Yun: "..."

Here it comes again! Another instant surrender!

The Shadow Flow Tribe was also puzzled.

[Shadow Flow Tribe]: "??? Feng Mo, you old ghost, did you take the wrong medicine? Why are you soft so quickly? Who is this guy? Returner Tribe? Never heard of them!"

Qi Yun sighed. It seemed the Fengchuan experience pack was a no-go; they were too spineless, and it wouldn't be fun to fight them.

Oh well, one is better than none.

[Returner Tribe - Qi Yun]: I've sent you my coordinates. If you don't come, you're a grandson, and your son will be born without an asshole.

[Shadow Flow Tribe]: "Fine! You've got guts! Just you wait!"

Qi Yun closed the channel with satisfaction.

He began to call the girls to prepare to welcome the guests.

And in the regional channel, after Qi Yun and the others left, a few messages quietly popped up.

[Fengchuan Tribe]: "Shadowflow brothers, have a safe journey. (candle)"

[Iron-Claw Tribe]: "(palms together)"

[Mad War Alliance]: "(lights a cigarette)"