"Genius! How did I not think of that? Let's stick around a bit longer. Selling an A6 Level Arrow to the Martial Arts Hall is worth 300 points. With so many A6 Level Arrows, that's 150,000 points. If we pack them up a few more times, I think I can add a second floor to my house on Red Moon Mountain."
Some players see the more than 500 arrows shot towards them. Instead of panic, they are ecstatic, standing still, quietly waiting for the arrows to arrive.
"Are those people crazy? The arrow rain has passed, yet they're not dodging?"
This scene left both the vagabonds observing the battlefield from a distance and the members of the Great Ape Gang confused. Faced with such an arrow rain, they still stood there, leisurely chatting?
"Old Zhen, should we wait too?" One Leaf Floating Cloud glanced at the ten or more free players waiting in place and hesitated.
