There's Something Wrong With This Account-Chapter 177 - : 177, [Supplemental Items of Sword Sheath] (Third update, ask for monthly ticket)
Chapter 177: 177, [Supplemental Items of Sword Sheath] (Third update, ask for monthly ticket)
Translator: 549690339
The paper crane was still flying in the air, and Boundless Mountain was located in the far north, it was a long journey.
These days, Lu Xun was growing weary of flying.
“Honestly, why did he ask me to go to such a faraway place like Boundless Mountain, it’s such a time-consuming round trip!”
Fortunately, the generous rewards for the task spurred him on.
At this moment, the sky was growing gloomy; it looked like it would rain.
Lu Xun urged the paper crane to fly downwards, preparing to take a rest and not to travel excessively during the rain.
What if flying so high got him struck by lightning?
Don’t think this is a joke, after the public beta was released, some players, for the sake of excitement, specifically chose to fly during thunderous weather and then got struck to the point where they were charred on the outside but tender inside – even the neighborhood kids cried from jealousy!
Yes, cultivators have great abilities, but most of them are quite insignificant in front of nature.
Those foolish players are free to court death, but Lu Xun cannot.
To him, this is his only weakness compared to players.
Of course, he could compensate for this weakness by exploiting his status as an NPC, getting players to work for him, and then letting these foolish players die for him.
His idea was simple: “All players are somewhat suicidal. If that’s the case, wouldn’t I be less of a person if I didn’t let them die for me a few times?”
The paper crane “swooshed” into a cave, and Lu Xun summoned his spiritual power to quickly tidy up the cave.
Before he descended the mountain, hadn’t he learned a whole row of low-level skills at the Transmission Tower intending to teach them to players after the public beta?
He later realized that many of these are very practical life skills, and the Dust Removal Technique was one of them.
A wind formed by spiritual power quickly cleaned up the cave, far more efficient than any vacuum cleaner or cleaning robot.
To mundane people, this Dust Removal Technique is definitely an enchanting godly skill.
Lu Xun opened his palm and spiritual power gathered in his hand, forming a ball of light and illuminating the surroundings.
This is the Illumination Technique.
The ball of light created by this skill is only for illumination, does not have much killing power, and is only a little warm.
Of course, if you add a sentence: “Let there be light!”
This would still look kind of impressive.
At this moment, Lu Xun felt that studying two rows of low-level skills had been worthwhile, as they were quite useful.
He felt that he could replace most household appliances with just his skills…
Pretty cool right?
“Fourth Senior Sister,” Lu Xun said to Mao Nanbei, “do you want to go around and see if there is any game?”
Upon hearing the word ‘food’, Mao Nanbei instantly transformed from a lazy housecat into a hunting cat, rushing into the pouring rain to find prey.
The rain naturally didn’t wet her, blocked by her spiritual power, not even her clothes got wet.
Soon, she caught three rabbits.
Rabbits are so cute, and it’s so hard for them to hide from the rain. Why not just roast them, and perhaps add some more spice?
Before long, the aroma of roasted rabbit meat permeated the cave.
Lu Xun ate while daydreaming, but in reality, he was browsing the forums.
The public beta of “Heavenly Dust” was not far off, and its forum had become increasingly popular.
Up until now, Lu Xun had not seen Mo Guanji post on the forum again.
“Didn’t this kid manage to escape his fate of sudden death?” Lu Xun wondered in his mind.
“Maybe he didn’t die playing ‘Heavenly Dust’, but during the waiting period for the public beta, he became addicted to other games and couldn’t extricate himself, and then died anyway…”
Lu Xun was still quite concerned about his Sword-Serving Child. f𝐫eewe𝚋nove𝗹.𝗰o𝚖
Not to say he had any feelings for him, after all, they hadn’t interacted for long, mainly because he felt that Mo Guanji was quite useful.
“Forget it, I’ll see if this guy comes online after the public beta.” Lu Xun didn’t have other solutions, after all, he couldn’t post or communicate with anyone.
As Lu Xun’s Sword-Serving Child, Mo Guanji was effectively a registered disciple. With the display of the “Master-Disciple Interface,” every time Mo Guanji logged into the game, his name would change from grey to bright in the interface.
If it remained grey, it meant he had either quit the game or… died unexpectedly…
As for his other registered disciple, Han Bagui, Lu Xun suspected he might have forgotten his cheap master.
After reading the serialized novel on the forum, Lu Xun cursed the author in his heart at least ten times. Most of his angry words were “Short”, “Dog of disjointed chapters”, and such.
You know, the time flow speed on the Heavenly Dust Continent was different from that on Earth, which made waiting for updates on the forum particularly agonizing for Lu Xun! Ten times the agony!
Before logging out of the forum, Lu Xun took a glance at the Emperor Guild’s post. Several beta players had signed up for the mission. The Emperor Guild showed full confidence, promising to repetitively kill the wonderful creature that turned from a man into an old pimp.
On the day of the public test, when they logged in and found the key character in the mission displayed as “Deceased,” I wonder how they’d feel…
These days, Lu Xun noticed a rather unfavorable trend on the forum: the popularity of the “Purple Palace” had declined.
But that was normal. For the players, they were after all virtual characters. Most hadn’t even seen themselves, just a few screenshots on the forum. So, how could they keep missing it?
However, this situation would naturally improve once the public test began.
Charisma 10, irresistible.
Occasionally, Lu Xun would wonder if anyone in this world would be unwilling to kill me?
It didn’t seem implausible…
After a while of pouring rain outside, the weather cleared up.
There was even a rainbow in the sky.
Mao Nanbei jumped up as if he could see more clearly by doing so, exclaiming happily: “Little Junior Brother, Little Chan, look, there’s a rainbow!”
Lin Chan opened her small mouth, making a soundless: “Wow~”
Even in the world of cultivators, they were deeply amazed by the miracles of nature.
Lu Xun took out a paper crane from his storage ring and threw it to the side. With a “biu~” sound, the paper crane enlarged.
Just as everyone was about to sit on the paper crane, the black rope on the sword sheath fluttered, gently rubbing against Lu Xun’s hand back.
“What’s up?” Lu Xun asked.
The black rope on the sword sheath first pointed towards its sheath, then towards the northeast direction.
“You mean there’s something over there that you want to swallow and replenish your strength?” Lu Xun asked.
The black rope on the sword sheath moved as if nodding.
“Is it far?” Lu Xun asked.
The black rope stretched out and swung, drawing a relatively large arc to indicate: “That far!”
Lu Xun didn’t understand, but guessed it must be quite a distance.
“You have quite a keen sense.” Lu Xun chuckled.
Obviously, the sword sheath’s perception range seemed to be broader than Mao Nanbei’s, which was quite magical.
The black rope on the sword sheath continued to rub against Lu Xun’s hand back, launching a cajoling attack again.
Long-starved, it was really eager for something to satisfy its hunger and replenish its strength.
“Sword Qi is near, your wife is pretty persistent when she gets clingy.” Lu Xun thought to himself.
“So… should we go take a look?” Lu Xun asked Mao Nanbei and Lin Chan.
Lin Chan was obedient, following her master wherever he went.
Mao Nanbei, always keen on stirring things up, naturally had no objections.
Lu Xun and the others then hopped onto the paper crane. Guided by the sword sheath, they slightly changed their heading and flew northeast.
After flying for a while, they saw a small temple nestled in a mountain called “Shallow Water Temple”.
Mao Nanbei slightly furrowed his eyebrows, his cat ears standing straight up as he said, “Little Junior Brother, there’s something strange about this temple.”
(PS: Third update! I’m overestimating myself again, staying up till 3 AM. I’m off to sleep. Hopefully I can keep up with the surge of updates tomorrow. Don’t forget to vote for me!)
