Chapter 16 - The Dungeon that Is about to Close

Xu Fan raised his head and looked at this person. This guy was dressed in white, had long hair, and held a long saber. He looked loyal and courageous.

He wore a white robe and stood tall and straight, holding a silver-white Dragon Gentian Blade. Isn't this the eldest young master of the Guan family, Guan Yunchang?

Even though this man and Tang Jing were both from noble families, the Guan family was so powerful that even a third-rate family like the Tang family could not compare to it.

There were many aristocratic families in Yunzhou, andTang family was not one of them. On the other hand, the Guan Clan was the second most powerful clan in Yunzhou.

Everyone had a strong heart, let alone Tang Jing. Therefore, he quickly went forward and started to flatter him. He pretended to be familiar with him and greeted him:

"Brother Guan Yunchang! Long time no see! I wonder if your father is well? When the Warcraft instance dungeon collapsed last year, it was your father who took the lead and defended the entire pass alone. I can still vividly remember that imposing battle!"

"My father is in good health." Guan Yunchang glanced at him. He didn't have a good impression of people who liked to play tricks.

Moreover, his goal was not here. Guan Yunchang walked up to Xu Fan and asked seriously: "Xu Fan, do you still remember me?"

Xu Fan was busy commanding the Artifact Spirit to fight, and the feeling of being interrupted was not good. He did not give this guy a good look and replied: "I don't have any impression of you. Who are you?"

"I'm Guan Yunchang, the eldest son of the Guan family in Yunzhou. We met once in the desert dungeon."

"I still don't have any impression of you." Xu Fan frowned and thought for a long time before shaking his head helplessly. He couldn't be blamed for this. There were so many people in the Gobi Desert Instance Dungeon, how could he have the time to notice who was who?

"It's fine. I didn't come here to reminisce with you." Guan Yunchang sighed and said seriously, "Brother Xu Fan, I can understand why you used some kind of skill to attract all the Plague Ghosts in the instance dungeon for the sake of efficiency."

"However, the monsters in this instance dungeon are limited. If you kill all of them, what will happen to the other job changers who spent a lot of effort to enter?"

His words were also made after seriously analyzing the situation on the field. The tide of Plague Ghosts was terrifying at first glance. It seemed unstoppable and could destroy everything in their path. However, as long as they calmed down and dealt with it, they would realize that the strength of the Plague Ghosts here was only so-so.

There were already quite a number of job changers who had formed their own lines and began to participate in the process of farming monsters.

It was only then that they noticed the problem. The battle in the center was not something that level 17 or 18 job changers like them could participate in. Looking at the red blood crystals flying in the sky and the ghost-like saber shadows, if they were casually dragged into it, their outcome would probably be even worse than those Plague Ghosts.

Therefore, most of them could only pitifully guard the weakening zombie tide and pick up some leftovers to eat.

Looking at the two women who fought like meat grinders, everyone felt that this was simply a monster that Xu Fan had single-handedly taken over the entire dungeon!

If they didn't stop, the others wouldn't have any monsters to kill!

But…

"I refuse." Xu Fan grinned and said the coldest words with a harmless look.

Please, when the zombie tide came down just now, you were still crying and shouting to escape. Now that you had discovered the value of the zombie tide, you wanted to take a share of it.

It was too late!

"There are only so many monsters in this instance dungeon! If you kill them all, what will happen to the others?"

"Everyone spent a lot of effort and time to get the right to enter the dungeon. How can you just deprive others of the right to farm monsters?"

Guan Yunchang sternly criticized, looking like a righteous messenger.

However, Xu Fan did not care at all. He shrugged and said: "I also spent time and effort to come in. Do I not have the right to farm monsters?"

"If you want to farm monsters, go ahead. There are so many monsters there. I'm not stopping you."

"Besides, I didn't kill this monster. What's the use of you coming to find me? If you wanted them to stop, you could tell them yourself."

Guan Yunchang looked at Xu Fan's smiling face and couldn't think of anything to say.

While he was fighting with Xu Fan, Chi Luo and Ming Shu had already started chasing after the zombie tide.

Perhaps it was because there were too many casualties, or perhaps it was because the status of Crimson Net's skill was gradually dissipating, the unstoppable monsters seemed to have realized that they were no match for the two women. Seeing their companions being harvested like leeks, they actually felt fear. Then, they turned around and ran.

At this moment, a new notification popped up in front of Xu Fan.

[Current number of monsters killed: 1537]

[System Rating: SS+]

He was just one step away from getting an SSS rating. However, the strange thing was that from now on, no matter how many Plague Ghosts the two of them killed, this rating would not increase anymore.

Looking at the plague ghost that was almost about to be chopped to death, Xu Fan had to give up and gently clapped his hands: "The two of you can come back first."

When the other job changers around heard this, they hurriedly rushed towards the remaining zombie tide as if they had received some kind of permission.

No matter what, whatever they could pick up was worth it.

The monsters were almost gone. If they could not even level up, then wouldn't all the hard work they had put in queuing up for half a day be in vain? Guan Yunchang looked at Xu Fan, who had his eyes closed and was thinking about something and could only helplessly follow the crowd and rush toward the monsters.

A moment later, the dungeon system announced:

[In the Desolate Sick Village, there are less than 20 Plague Ghosts left. The exit of the dungeon will open in half an hour. At that time, please leave quickly.]

"F * ck! I only got 40 experience points! What the hell!"

"Come on, I waited in line for two days and didn't even pull out my knife when I came in."

The crowd was in an uproar, but Xu Fan did not seem to be affected. He was chatting with the two Artifact Spirits who had returned from the bloody battle, as if no one else existed.

"Good job, Ming Shu, Chi Luo."

"Hehe, as long as you are happy, it's not hard." After hearing Xu Fan's praise, Chi Luo lowered her head in embarrassment and muttered, "It's a pity that I've gradually forgotten how to count the number of monsters I've killed. I don't even know how many monsters I've killed. I can't even determine the winner with the old woman."