Chapter 60 – Yin Yang Phantasm Realm
Ding.
System Notification: Would you like to accept the mission “Sealing the Crack”?
A system notification sounded out the moment Fatty finished speaking.
Yes.
Fatty had to accept no matter what. First of all, the mission should give pretty decent rewards, and more importantly, since Lin Xi had made everything so clear already, Fatty was pretty sure that if he didn’t, he would be put onto the wanted list as a criminal for the viscount’s death.
Ding.
System Notification: Congratulations. You have received the mission “Sealing the Crack”.
Mission Summary: Collect Mystical Silver Ore x10, Snowsilver Gra.s.s x10, Holy Spirit Stone x5, Crimson Pearl Flower x10, and 1 bottle of mid-rank yao blood for the city lord.
City Lord Lin Xi nodded with a smile when he saw Fatty accept the mission, then waved his hand signaling that Fatty should leave.
…
Fatty was truly annoyed when his trip to the City Lord’s manor gave him nothing but a forced mission.
Beep.
Just as he was walking out of the city lord manor, Fatty received a call from Purple Bell through his communicator.
“Little Sister Bell, what is it? Why haven’t I seen you recently?” asked Fatty.
“I’ve been doing missions,” Purple Bell continued to smile sweetly as she spoke. “Big Brother Fatty, thank you for telling my brother to go to the Bat Cave.”
I guess Wind G.o.d’s World does know why I called the Wind G.o.d’s Guild over.
“Hah, no need to be so courteous, I needed their help as well,” Fatty waved his hand. “What mission are you doing? Do you need my help with anything?”
“It’s a very troublesome one. It would be great if Big Brother Fatty is willing to help. But I have to go offline for a moment, and can only come on in about three hours.”
“Sure, then see you in three hours.”
Fatty ended the call. Then, he thought about it and contacted Liu Lan. Like he thought, the entire mine was still in chaos, since nearly half of Black Tortoise City’s guilds were still over there.
Chaotic was the only word that could even describe what was going on over in the mine. Countless players had hurried over and entered the fray. At the start, it was merely the guilds who wanted to fight for the mines, but soon after, players who wanted to take advantage of the situation joined in, and finally, the players who had been killed hurried back over to take revenge.
New players continuously popped out of the teleportation portal in Black Tortoise City. Some of them were merely players teleporting back to enter the fray, others were players from other cities who had come to help. Meanwhile, the resp.a.w.n point was just a series of white pillars of light. Hundreds of players were reviving every second, and some players were even pushed out of the resp.a.w.n point by newly resp.a.w.ned players.
A purposeful battle between guilds who wanted their own mining pit had already evolved into a chaotic mess. Right now, pretty much all players attacked whenever they saw someone they didn’t know, and the entire battle occurred from the very entrance all the way to the depths of the mine.
Hearing that, Fatty smacked his lips. Thank G.o.d I didn’t join any guild. Otherwise, I would definitely been forced to waste all the levels I had farmed long and hard for here.
He found a good spot in the city to log off.
Back in the real world, Fatty took off his helmet and stretched. In order to complete mission, he already worked hard for a very long time, and didn’t even have proper meals.
Since he couldn’t be bothered to cook, he ordered some takeaway, then laid down on his bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.
When the delivery guy knocked at his door, Fatty rubbed his head. F*cking h.e.l.l, I was blanking out.
Although playing the game was equivalent to light sleep, so it could help people rest, it was definitely unhealthy to play the game for long continuous hours. So Fatty instead chose to exercise a bit after finis.h.i.+ng his food.
