Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1272 - 1182: Change of Mission Ownership

"Damn! You’re refusing this task? Overturning Water, has your brain taken a bath or something?"

The Smoky Ghost’s eyes popped as he looked at Su Ran in disbelief, shocked by his choice, and felt that this rare seriatim task had been completely squandered by him.

This is just damn ridiculous!

"Overturning Water, what kind of nonsense are you spouting, declining without even asking about the rewards or penalties for failing?"

The Creamy Young Man hastily signaled to Su Ran to smooth things over urgently.

"Brother Overturning Water, such a great opportunity, how could you just give it up? There’s still time to change your mind, come on, say something!"

Youtong was almost in tears, it was a centennial chance for a seriatim task, also from the Celestial Realm; could one really afford to be so willful?

"Human, are you sure you want to give up this task?"

The Western Monk’s expression darkened, his voice filled with chill, "This is an act of virtue to save the faith of the Celestial Realm, and yet you’re so indifferent! It seems you have great ambitions to spur a war between the Human Race and God Race!"

"Hahaha, what a grand tone! Just for not accepting a task, and you escalate it to a racial issue!"

Su Ran laughed loudly, not at all intimidated by the Western Monk’s threat, "It’s hilarious that there are such funny things in this world, revering you God Race daily, do I not even know my own surname anymore? It’s interesting. I want to see how you’ll start a war between these two races!"

A fight between the Human Race and God Race would be good to watch, just the perfect time to loot the Imperial City treasury!

"Human, very well, very well!"

The Western Monk laughed in frustration, his chest heaving uncontrollably, his cold eyes filled with anger, finding it a great disgrace that a noble of the Celestial Realm was pushed to such a degree by a weak Human.

"Overturning Water, stop being so temperamental, go stand over there! Elder, he’s just hot-headed, don’t take it weirdly, just let it pass like a fart."

The Creamy Young Man hurried forward, continuously winking at Su Ran, signaling him not to antagonize this NPC further to avoid inflaming the situation.

"Brother Overturning Water, what’s with you today? You’ve suddenly become so unstable. If I didn’t know you were a tough guy, I might have thought you were on your period!"

The Smoky Ghost desperately wanted to shut Su Ran’s mouth, anything to stop him from provoking the NPC, he’d even agree to call him grandpa!

Youtong couldn’t bear to hear it anymore and stomped hard on The Smoky Ghost’s foot, checking if he dared continue with his crude language.

"Elder, how about I take on this task? I’m physically strong, aside from the fat in my belly, the rest is all tendon, just give me the task, and I guarantee it’ll be completed perfectly!"

The Smoky Ghost endured the pain in his foot, strode forward rapidly, ready to salvage the situation. No matter how difficult the task, he’d deal with that first, to boost his credibility, he thumped his chest resoundingly, a face full of determination.

In that instant.

Apart from Su Ran, a NPC, and three ladies focused their gaze on The Smoky Ghost unanimously, their left eye saying S, and the right B. The Smoky Ghost couldn’t pretend any longer and scratched his head awkwardly.

"Jeez, Ghost, have you no shame? Even your butt is tendon? Do you really think the Elder can be fooled that easily?"

Youtong cut him off immediately, but after saying it felt a bit inappropriate, her face flushed and then quickly receded.

"Youtong, as a lady, how can you just say whatever you like?"

Even Gu Yue couldn’t stand to hear this, feeling speechless about Youtong’s bluntness.

"Granny, could you just give me some face?"

Embarrassed by Youtong’s relentless teasing, the Chain-smoker covered his backside, wishing he could just disappear into a crack in the ground.

"You? It’s not impossible."

The Western Monk pondered for a moment, his eyes flitting between Su Ran and the Chain-smoker, revealing a barely noticeable smile. He pointed towards the Chain-smoker and calmly said, "Warrior, come here."

"Me? Okay, okay, please speak, Senior."

The Chain-smoker felt like he had been struck by a lucky star and was extremely excited. He subconsciously straightened his back, waiting for the Western Monk to issue a command.

"Huh?"

Faced with this sudden plot twist, all three women were a bit slow to react, finding everything quite surreal. They had never imagined that the Western Monk could switch gears so quickly; one moment he was on the verge of starting a racial war, and the next, he was handing off the task – quite a lack of backbone, right?

In that instant, the Western Monk’s image completely collapsed in the minds of the three women. The Celestial Realm race, it seemed, was just so-so.

No wonder Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained was always at odds with this guy; it seems his character really isn’t that great.

"Warrior, given your poor performance earlier, I am now giving you a chance to redeem yourself. This arduous task of Purifying the Faith of the Gods is now entrusted to you."

The Western Monk revealed a harmless smile which, on his aged face, seemed quite comical, like a malnourished chrysanthemum, all wrinkled.

"Senior, rest assured, this time I will definitely complete the task perfectly and won’t let you down!"

The Chain-smoker accepted the task without even looking, his voice trembling with nerves, showing just how excited he was.

"Let’s hope so. Go now, and don’t disappoint me again!"

Having said this, the Western Monk paid no more attention to the others and turned to leave, now that the tumor was no longer affecting him, his figure no longer stooped and he appeared much younger.

"Eh? Spilt Water bro, why didn’t that NPC kick you out? Was he, perhaps, subdued by your aura and too scared to oppose you?"

The Chain-smoker, having regained possession of the serial quest, was in high spirits. He hummed a little tune and walked without even touching the ground with his heels, feeling as if he had reached the pinnacle of life.

"I doubt it. He’s probably just stunned by all that muscle of yours, too busy to deal with me. Chain-smoker, don’t get too happy too soon; this mission isn’t as easy as you think. Let me see the task details first."

Su Ran was quite indifferent; the change of task ownership didn’t affect his mood. He wanted to check the task details and confirm his own suspicions.

"What’s the rush? First, take apart the mechanical wooden box in your hands and let’s see what this premium wooden wing looks like. Don’t try to sneak past!"

The Chain-smoker had been thinking about the mechanical wooden box in Su Ran’s hands, as the task reward was originally supposed to be his. Seeing that the task had come back to him, he decided not to argue about it.

"Yeah, Spooky, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. Brother Spilt Water, hurry up and open it to see if this mechanism wing is bound. If it’s tradable, lend it to me first, let me also breathe some high-altitude air!"

Youtong was eagerly watching Su Ran, waiting for him to reveal the mechanical gadget. Even if it couldn’t be used, they could still enjoy looking at it.