Chapter 409: The Long-Awaited Keng Die Moment
Chapter 409: The Long-Awaited Keng Die Moment
"Ke——ng Die——!" Feng Bu Jue roared toward the ceiling of his storage room.
This Keng Die cry, echoing through his space like a nostalgic symphony after half a month's absence, carried every ounce of his frustration.
"What the heck is this!" he muttered to himself, "The game manual clearly stated that combining puzzle piece cards would at least yield fine-grade equipment, right?"
His excitement lasted mere seconds before his expression abruptly returned to ice-cold calm. This guy's emotional shifts were like a light switch—flipping from rage to composure in the blink of an eye.
"Wait... Could it be..." Feng Bu Jue narrowed his eyes at the item description, specifically the final line of its background: [Labeled as "Trash" and locked away in the warehouse].
"So in other words", he speculated, "the quality and functions listed here were all input by the Wizard Association's victims? The actual quality remains unknown..."
With this revelation, his recklessness kicked into high gear.
"Alright, time to test it out." He began inspecting his equipment inventory. "If I sacrifice three items of fine-grade or higher, I should get a shot at legendary-level gear, right?"
Currently, Feng Bu Jue considered the least useful among his possessions to be his [Eighteen Bronze Warriors' Foldable Stool (No.5)]. While this item without equipment condition could shine in low-level Pvp, it became utterly pathetic at higher levels. Hitting someone with it felt weaker than bare-fisted punches. Unfortunately, its quality was only "Tattered", failing to meet the Zero Magic Crusher's special-effect activation requirements.
After about two minutes of deliberation, he settled on three items: [Prozbynna's Vacuum], [Spider Silk Glove], and [Goblin Toxic Gas Mask].
As levels increased, combat rhythms accelerated with increasingly complex and intense fighting styles. Consequently, the utility and practicality of these three items had significantly declined.
In contrast, two other fine-grade items he'd obtained at lower levels—[Mario's Pipe Wrench] and [Jazzy Moves]—remained far superior. The former retained tool functionality that synergized perfectly with [Less Hasty Repair], while the latter's passive special effect proved reliably exceptional.
"Hmm, like this, right?" Feng Bu Jue placed the Zero Magic Crusher on the floor before setting the largest item—the vacuum cleaner—onto its teleport belt.
[Important Prompt: Your operation is irreversible. Confirm action?], the system voice and pop-up window interrupted.
Without hesitation, Feng Bu Jue confirmed. The vacuum cleaner rooted itself to the machine's teleport belt like a plant taking root. Following the same procedure, he added the remaining two items. Half a minute later, all three sat in a neat row. With one final tug of the lever, the process began.
Creak... Creak...
The machine groaned ominously as the teleport belt jolted to life. The three items cartoonishly shrank and squished into the machine with comical "ding!" sound effects as they disappeared one by one.
Ten seconds later, the machine began vibrating violently with screeching metallic noises like a malfunctioning engine, purple smoke seeping from every crack. No matter how one looked at it, this [Zero Magic Crusher] radiated pure unreliability.
Suddenly, the convex lens on the machine's far end flared to life. A cone of light focused and fired out, solidifying into a brilliant white object.
[Name: Deactivated Residue]
[Type: Other]
[Quality: Trash]
[Special Effect: None]
[Background: Remnant matter stripped of all properties, pure trash. Cannot be utilized in any form.]
Feng Bu Jue skimmed the item description in two seconds before silently and swiftly destroying the worthless lump.
Five seconds later, he erupted like a volcano, yanking his Folding Stool from his satchel and unleashing a flurry of blows against the malfunctioning machine. "Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!" he bellowed, venting his frustration.
They say three chicken ribs can rival a chicken steak. These three fine-grade items could've fetched decent prices in the auction house, yet now—poof—gone to waste.
[Prompt: Legendary-Level Item creation failed. The energy from sacrificed items has been absorbed. Success probability for next creation slightly increased.]
This system prompt snapped Feng Bu Jue back to reason.
Sighing deeply, he scooped up the accordion-sized machine and shoved it into a corner of his storage room.
"Greed is an endless pit", he mused, "Driven by gambler's mentality for legendary-grade gear, I'll probably keep throwing things in the future." He knew his weakness well. "But since I can obtain equipment through extra rewards, I'll just skip some experience gains. From now on, whenever I get fine-grade or higher garbage, I'll save them up—once I've got three, straight into the machine! As long as I keep accumulating, even with my terrible luck, probability will eventually turn in my favor."
With this rationalization, his mood stabilized somewhat.
What he didn't know, however, was that the Zero Magic Crusher's Keng Die potential ran deeper than he could imagine. The machine's initial legendary item creation success rate stood at a mere 0.01%. Each failed attempt only increased the probability by 1% per sacrificed item, whether fine, flawless, or legendary. That meant after his three attempts, the second run would only reach a 3.01% success rate. If he used four items next time and failed again, the third attempt would climb to 7.01%...
Of course, these were hidden mechanics—secrets players could never discover, accessible only through internal system queries by the game developers themselves.
"Alright, time to check out the mall first." Having collected his reward in storage, Feng Bu Jue prepared for a mall outing.
Since this was a sleep mode server and he'd logged in ten minutes earlier than agreed, he had an extra hundred and several minutes to spare—plenty of time for some leisurely wandering.
Returning to the elevator room, he waited as the doors closed before pressing the mall button. Moments later, he arrived at the bustling open space.
As previously mentioned, Terrifying Paradise's mall utilized a multi-mirror space setting—N identical malls with numbered entrances to divert players. Feng Bu Jue and Si Yu had randomly chosen number 10, so all members of Hell Front locked their login points to the tenth mall area.
Coincidentally, at this late hour, several familiar faces from Feng Bu Jue's circle were already in sector ten...
(End of Chapter)
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