Chapter 121: Chapter 121 New Email
Translator: 549690339
Song Jian stepped forward and picked it up casually. Initially, he thought that killing a level five monster would not result in any loot, but to his surprise, the first Tree Spirit gave a huge drop;
Six hundred and fifty units of wood, a white-quality alchemical material “Heart of the Tree.” When making healing potions, adding the “Heart of the Tree” can increase the healing effect by 30%, pretty decent;
“Broken Branch,” white quality, can be added when forging weapons to enhance their properties. If it is a soft weapon like a long whip, it can increase the flexibility by 30%, and if it is a hard metal weapon, it can increase the toughness by 25%;
“An equipment, did one actually drop?” Song Jian picked up the last white item and a smile spread across his face after taking a look;
This equipment was a pair of leggings, and coincidentally, the leg slot in Song Jian’s equipment bar was empty;
“Tree Spirit Leggings (White), leather armor bottoms, equipment effect: Physical Defense +3, Vitality recovery speed increased by 30%; Equip requirement: Level 5, Can it be taken out of the game: No.”
“The Heart and Branch can be broadcasted on the radio, but I don’t have any postage stamps right now, I won’t be able to ship them even if 1 wanted to.” Song Jian frowned slightly, contemplating the clues about postage stamps while heading deeper into the grove;
Several people standing at the edge of the grove watched Song Jian’s retreating figure dumbfounded, expressions of admiration on their faces;
“This is too exaggerated, is a level ten player this powerful? Even a rocket launcher appeared, this game is crazy!” Ge Dazhuang exclaimed, shaking his head;
“I would do anything for a weapon like that, it’s so damn cool…” Wang Bo’s mouth was practically watering, his eyes fixed on the rocket launcher on Song Jian’s shoulder. If he had such a weapon, he could effortlessly draw a lot of attention by firing at any random monster while walking down the street;
“Forget about it, even if that weapon was given to you, you probably wouldn’t be able to equip it. It’s likely a level ten item, only he can equip it!” the girl in a white robe solemnly said;
“Yeah, a weapon of such tremendous power couldn’t be of a low level.” Ge Dazhuang also realized, nodding in agreement;
Their guesses weren’t far off, just slightly off. Song Jian’s two-handed weapon didn’t require a level ten character, but a strength of twelve points. For the average player, unless they had a chance encounter, even if they reached level ten, they couldn’t amass twelve strength points to wield this weapon;
Song Jian strolled leisurely through the grove, with the rocket launcher on his shoulder, as if he was just taking a walk. Whenever he trespassed into the alert range of a Tree Spirit, a Mutated Tree Root would ambush him. Considering the root is only level one, its attack would hardly break Song Jian’s defense and could only forcibly reduce one Vitality Point. Song Jian’s automatic Vitality recovery would replenish this small loss immediately. Keep in mind, his status bar currently lists the reward from completing the previous main quest with an SSS rank—an increase of 500% in his Vitality recovery rate. Coupled with his current equipment, Song Jian’s Vitality recovery rate was an astounding 38 points per second. Even if he stood still and let the Tree Spirit attack him for half an hour, it wouldn’t drain a single drop of blood;
Upon encountering another Tree Spirit monster, Song Jian fired his rocket launcher, another instant kill!
However, this time, only five hundred units of wood were dropped, nothing else was obtained;
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, five hours had passed. Song Jian’s inventory was stuffed with a pile of materials. If all were sold in the store, he could at least get five to six hundred Doomsday Coins. However, these Doomsday Coins provided no help in completing the task;
Song Jian started to get a bit anxious as only an hour was left. This was the first combat profession teacher he had met, and the task wasn’t even of high difficulty. If he couldn’t even complete this one, he didn’t know when he would be able to complete the remaining nine;
“This is an abandoned city, the number of combat profession teachers definitely isn’t high. If it wasn’t for Li Ke’er’s bar, 1 might not even find one even if 1 searched for several days…” Song Jian’s eyebrows knit together, thinking to himself;
In the City of Sin, an old man with a face full of wrinkles sat in a wheelchair in a tall castle in the inner city, constantly staring at a blue jade necklace on the mailbox interface;
The blue jade necklace radiated a deep blue glow, as if it was the deepest part of the sea. On the surface of the necklace, rings of light gently rippled, radiating an enchanting charm;
“Roland, my beloved, this is the gift I am giving you for your 18th birthday, it has always been your favorite…” Tears flickered in the old man’s eyes as he seems to be lost in memory;
Having sat under the sunlight for several hours, Count Qian Dahai finally extended his shaky right hand, pulled out a golden glowing Skill Scroll from his bosom, aiming to place it in the mailbox interface;
“Count, you can’t do this. This is the foundation of our family heritage, our foothold. Without a strong professional in the Qian family, your position as a Count is likely to be lost by young master Qian Xiaohao, who might only become a Viscount…” the butler who had always been guarding him suddenly voiced his protest;
A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of Count Qian Dahai. He held the Skill Book named “Sword Finger” in his right hand, which suddenly froze. The butler, who has served him for over thirty years, unexpectedly had been bribed by his own son, Qian Xiaohao;
“Even a dog raised for over thirty years would have feelings for its owner, but you, hmph…” Murderous intent surfaced on Count Qian Dahai’s face. He turned and looked at his trembling butler who did not dare to meet his gaze, roaring in his heart;
“Maca, how many years have you followed me?” Count Qian Dahai said indifferently;
“Count, my lord, I have been serving in this castle since 1 was sixteen, and have been the butler of this castle for over thirty years. Sir, I really am…” Maca knelt in front of Count Qian Dahai’s wheelchair, sobbing uncontrollably, “My son owed a large amount of debt due to gambling, which I am unable to pay. Young master Xiaohao, he…”
“So, you have been spying on me for that unfilial son of mine?” Count Qian Dahai’s face was frosty as he asked loudly.
“I wouldn’t dare, wouldn’t dare, sir. But 1 had no choice. If I didn’t speak up and stop you, the young master would undoubtedly flay me alive if he returned and found out…” Maca collapsed on the floor and wept, tears wetting the wrinkles on his face;
“I will flay you alive right now!” Count Qian Dahai roared, pressing a switch on the armrest of his wheelchair. Soon, a group of guards hurried over;
“Drag this disloyal old dog out! Also, bring my rebellious son back and lock him up in the dungeon, immediately, right now!” Count Qian Dahai loudly ordered the captain of the guards;
“Yes, Count!” The captain of the guards saluted reverently, signaling the two guards behind him to seize the butler’s arms and drag him outside;
As the cries for mercy gradually died away, the anger on Count Qian Dahai’s face slowly subsided, he let out a heavy sigh; After some time, Count Qian Dahai sat in his wheelchair, tenderly stroking the blue jade necklace with his right hand. A gentle expression surfaced on his face, after a long while, Count Qian Dahai, bathed in the sunset, fell asleep with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth;
Five hours and thirty minutes had passed, just when Song Jian was getting anxious, he suddenly heard a clear notification sound in his ear;
System: You have a new mail. Please check it!
