Witch, I'm really not the Deep Sea Ancient God!

Under the moonlight, a gentle breeze stirred the leaves.

At that moment, the self-proclaimed strongest, Scarred Rabbit, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and spoke again,

"Alright, everyone, you should know that only a Supervisor can know the exact location of the treasure map!"

"Now, with the crack distorted, it means it's going to be even more dangerous than you think. As a Supervisor, I can provide you with information, I can ensure your safety, I am your umbrella!

After all, surviving for three days is also a way to clear the game, isn't it?"

"So, now, is there anyone still willing to pay for a ticket? This is your last chance. If you miss it, there won't be another opportunity."

Thinking of a large sum of money, Scarred Rabbit's lips curled into a chilly smile.

Although his methods were brash and mindless, they were very effective.

As the distortion of the crack increased, many people's goal changed from 'return with full loot' to 'just survive'.

Paying for a ticket meant joining their Black Rabbit Gang, which could increase your chances of survival.

If enough people paid for tickets, then the Black Rabbit Gang could take complete control over the order in the crack.

Then, without lifting a finger, everything in the crack would belong to them!

Scarred Rabbit held out his hand in a gesture for money:

"Five hundred thousand Shell Coins for a ticket, if you don't have cash, you can use equipment as collateral."

Five hundred thousand!

Chen Qi didn't have that much cash on him.

It was already a considerably high amount.

And if they took the first payment, they would go for a second.

Money doesn't grow on trees, and many were still unwilling to pay for the ticket.

Why isn't anyone paying? Scarred Rabbit twitched at the corner of his mouth, he'd forgotten to arrange for actors.

No helping it now, just have to find an easy mark to squeeze.

Scarred Rabbit quickly scanned over all the solitary Hunters around.

That one too sturdy, that one too fierce, goodness, why is the head of the one in the cloak moving!

It's decided! You! Look totally ordinary! Clearly a newbie who just entered the crack!

Scarred Rabbit, with his discerning eye, spotted Chen Qi at once!

"Tsk…"

Chen Qi was rendered speechless.

With so many people around, why did he have to pick him out of the crowd?

Scarred Rabbit walked up to Chen Qi and said sternly,

"You came by yourself, right? It's not easy, hand over that Collector's gun you have, and consider it your ticket fee.

By doing so, you would become a member of our Black Rabbit Gang.

Good deal, right?"

"Good deal?"

Good deal my foot!

To think he would want a collector's gun in exchange for a fabricated ticket.

Chen Qi's eyes hardened, having no interest in joining a gang.

However, as a stealth-based player, he didn't want to start a fight in this place right now.

He would have a greater advantage once everyone dispersed.

However, just as Chen Qi was preparing to refuse, the situation changed abruptly.

As Scarred Rabbit was about to continue his threats, a loud voice suddenly hit him from the back.

"Move! You're blocking my view!"

"Who's the bastard yelling at me?"

Scarred Rabbit turned around, ready to beat the person severely.

The one who yelled at him was none other than the boss of the crack — the Old Hunter!

The Old Hunter picked up his shotgun and aimed it at Scarred Rabbit:

'Move!'

Scarred Rabbit's eyes turned fierce, and he harshly said,

"You... tell me to move... I'll move..."

Scarred Rabbit gritted his teeth, his legs trembling a bit, and obediently moved away from Chen Qi's position.

At this moment, the Old Hunter could finally take a good look at Chen Qi:

"Quite an impressive kid, you have the aura of a Hunter, the qualifications to become a Supervisor."

Me?

I'm a Supervisor?

Chen Qi had not expected the Old Hunter would choose him to be a Supervisor.

He remembered that the Old Hunter's choice of Supervisors was related to two points: equipment and physical strength.

Although his physical strength was not bad, unlike the other fully armed participants, he did not take out the black knife from his backpack card, only a collector's item.

Being chosen surprised him somewhat.

Was it because of the Hunter Yu Huo? Chen Qi thought to himself.

Everyone began to look at him with the gaze reserved for a big shot, Being noticed by an old hunter and becoming a supervisor was a proof of strength!

Scar Rabbit was also stunned; had he, after picking what he thought were weak opponents all day, chosen the strongest one?

And before the crowd could recover, the old hunter spoke again,

"However, among us, there is another qualified monster! It seems that for this hunt, we must add another supervisor."

What, another supervisor!

Two supervisors! This was unprecedented in the hunting grounds!

With this double trouble, who could handle it!

By that moment, many were already sweating profusely, coping with the crack deformity was already enough for them, not to anticipate that there would be two supervisors!

They just wanted to participate in a regular crack, to earn some regular money.

"Oh?"

At this time, the previously disheartened Scar Rabbit's eyes lit up, he always felt something was off, and it turned out there were two supervisor positions!

Could this position be mine? Scar Rabbit straightened his clothes, again entertaining the thought of 'delivering a supervisor's speech'.

Chen Qi took a deep breath, his gaze turning to the woman in the cloak beside him.

Indeed...

He had known that this woman in the cloak was not simple.

Moreover, from the very beginning, she had been wearing a faint smile.

The old hunter bent over, walking slowly forward with some reverence, and said to the woman in the cloak,

"Honorable miss, you are entirely capable of becoming a supervisor, letting our modest place benefit from your undoubted power.

However, may I ask you to reveal your face beneath the cloak?"

Respectful tone!

Everyone widened their eyes; the tone of the old hunter clearly carried humility.

A humility of a lesser figure bowing to a greater figure!

This was a boss from the crack deformity!

Just who was this woman in the cloak!

And why was the cloak moving, was there a hamster hidden in it?

This person might be… Chen Qi vaguely thought of something, a sense of forboding suddenly emerging.

"Ah… there's no helping it then."

The woman in the cloak paused for a few seconds, her smile fading, as she sighed helplessly.

She slowly walked towards a rock in front and then suddenly yanked the cloak open, tossing it backward.

The cloak flew through the air.

The moment the cloak hit the ground, petals landed on Chen Qi's face.

The next instant, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Beneath the cloak, there was neither writhing disgusting flesh nor repulsive bugs. Instead, there were exceptionally beautiful flowers, fragrant flowers.

On her tender, pale limbs, there were fresh scars, upon which, amidst slight traces of blood, blossomed several exceedingly beautiful roses.

Above the scars, flowers bloomed.

She climbed upon the rock, turned her head, slowly sat down, and crossed her pale legs, letting out a slight breath.

At that moment, the face hidden beneath the cloak appeared before everyone's eyes.

Masses of flowers grew atop her head, completely covering the upper half of her face, but still, one could sense an extraordinary, girl-like beauty from her lower face and pale skin.

"What exactly is this being…"

The immense spiritual pressure, indescribably beautiful look gave everyone there a sense of fear, an unspoken fear.

A terrifying aura, like a massive mountain, weighed on them!

Many started to retreat, continuously moving backward.

This clearly wasn't the look a normal human should have! Nor the spiritual pressure a First Order Transcendent should possess!

"Just who are you… and what do you need us to do?"

A heavy-set tall hunter, gathering his courage, asked.

But the next instant, he regretted it; how dare he ask a question to someone with such a high-level spiritual pressure!

She slightly tilted her head:

"Well, there's no need to retreat or to be afraid. I'm just a Pharmacist from a foreign land; you may call me—the Flower Pharmacist."

Under the moonlight, a gentle breeze passed through her long hair, bringing a light floral scent.

She smiled, the small yellow flowers atop her head moving slightly:

"Of course, you may also refer to me by my other name in the Witch Sea, the Flower Witch."

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