Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 412 Spoils of War Distribution

Standing in front of the corpses of the two giant beasts, Fen once again intuitively felt Lin Yu's power.

Even the dead behemoths can still feel their oppressive presence from their claws and size.

And these two giant beasts died at the hands of Lin Yu... Even though he was involved, Fern still felt a little unreal.

"What are you standing there for? Go collect the spoils."

Lin Yu said lightly and patted Fern.

Fen then reacted and looked at Lin Yu with some curiosity.

"Eh? Wait, I only produced two crossbow bolts... Are you going to split these two trophies with me?"

Lin Yu shook his head.

"No, of course not unequally...both of them are yours."

He waved his hand and said.

Anyway, if he wanted to complete the "upgrade", he didn't need to collect the spoils, so he might as well do a favor and give them to Fern.

Fern was surprised: "Huh? You don't want it?"

"Yes, I don't need it," Lin Yu said lightly, "so you can keep it."

Fen looked at Lin Yu even more strangely, but finally stopped worrying about it.

"Alright, I'll be happy to accept your offer... Anyway, with the fighting prowess you've shown, we shouldn't be short of spoils."

"It's just... you should know that the quality of your 'trophies' will also affect your ranking. Even if you can deal with a behemoth like this, it might not be that easy to find."

Lin Yu showed his surprise at the right moment: "So Tukam and Numenhak are considered rare now?"

"But it doesn't matter. I came to participate in this and didn't really care about the ranking."

Lin Yu spoke again, pursing his lips.

"What a strange guy."

But no matter what, as a player, Fern won't be too pretentious.

She squatted down and began to collect her "trophies".

The so-called trophies can be teeth, fur, or things like the sharp horns on the giant bear's head. At the same time, using the "irregular token", some life essence can be condensed into it.

The ten major tribes, as the organizers, will use witchcraft to count and inspect the spoils that will be handed over at that time.

Whether the "trophy" was dead when it was collected, which beast it belonged to, and the time of collection can all be traced through witchcraft.

This can maximize the guarantee that these "trophies" are not secretly taken from the beasts, and can also ensure that the "trophies" of the same corpse will not become the credentials of two players, and can use "time" to determine who is the real owner of the "trophies".

Of course, this crude competition system is still not comprehensive enough - if there is someone who is really lucky and good at stealth, and picks up the corpses left by the battles between beasts, or steals the spoils of other contestants, it is unavoidable.

but……

This is also part of the competition system - although the "Glory Festival" advocates and encourages frontal combat, if you really have the ability to pick up bargains and have the ability to steal loot from the mouths of other beasts and other contestants and still escape unscathed, you can naturally be called a "warrior"!

What's more, whether it's the Xue Luo or the barbarians... they would hardly choose this method.

Even if there were individual contestants from other races in this world who came to join in the fun, few contestants from the demon and human races, who were known for their cunning, had ever done such a thing.

Of course, the situation is different for players.

For example, Fen had obviously already realized the possibility of "picking up a bargain", and before meeting Lin Yu, he was enthusiastically planning how to pick up the bargain.

only……

Lin Yu's performance was beyond Fern's understanding.

She silently knocked off the sharp horns on the giant bear's head and pulled out a long tusk from the saber-toothed beast, then tied them together and hung them around her waist.

"Wouldn't that be a bit ostentatious?"

Fern fiddled with the huge horns and long fangs at his waist and asked as if talking to himself.

But before Lin Yu could answer, she answered herself.

"However, this could also be a strategic deterrent... maybe it can save us from a lot of trouble."

Lin Yu looked at Fern, thought for a moment, and then said, "That's not necessarily true."

Fern was a little surprised: "What do you mean, Brother Moro?"

Lin Yu said calmly: "Rather than deterrence, your behavior of actively showing off your strength is more likely to attract challenges from powerful people."

"This is the 'Glory Festival'. The races of the Black Swamp are not afraid of fighting, and there are no cowards in the land of the Blood Nation—at least not at the 'Glory Festival'."

He said calmly.

This is another conclusion based on Lin Yu's analysis, but it still contains some speculation.

He also didn't know whether Fern's behavior would attract challenges from other contestants. Although there was a certain probability that this might happen, and Lin Yu felt that his analysis was reasonable, he didn't know whether these contestants would prioritize hunting for the tribe and preserving their strength in the "Glory Festival", and instead maintain awe of the strong.

His only sample was the mad Xue Luo at the beginning - and the other party didn't know how powerful he was.

But Lin Yu's purpose was not to "guess correctly" anyway. Even if no one challenged Fern, he would only need to sigh, "I didn't expect the Blood Kingdom and the Glory Festival to degenerate into such a boring state", which would not cause any damage to the credibility of his character at all.

After hearing Lin Yu's words, Fern pondered for a moment, then said, "Will that be the case? But... with you here, even if someone challenges me, I can still accept the challenge."

Lin Yu looked at Fern: "Really? But if the other party is challenging you, based on 'honor', whether I fight for you or assist you, it would be a humiliation for you."

Fern said in surprise, "I don't think that's an insult at all. You're such a weird person. Why do I feel like your values ​​are more similar to those of the residents of the Black Swamp?"

"But since you said you're in trouble, I'll just put it away."

Fern said this as he prepared to put away the spoils.

But Lin Yu gently held her hand.

"No, leave it outside. I'm really looking forward to fighting those self-proclaimed powerful warriors in this Glory Festival," Lin Yu said calmly. "As for the 'humiliation' just now, it was actually a joke."

Fen looked up and down at Lin Yu's poker face and spoke unexpectedly.

"It's strange that you can joke!"

Lin Yu made a strange expression, looking like a cold-faced character trying hard to raise the corners of his mouth.

"Actually, I'm considered to be the type with a relatively rich sense of humor among our group."

"Ha, then you must be from a place where telling jokes is illegal," Fern said, waving his hands, "and I think the sentencing will be very severe!"