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Chapter 11

Have you finished your homework?

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Jiang Chen felt that all of his luck this lifetime had probably been used to gamble on his life.

Yesterday, he did not intend to get equipment for the little rookie; the result was basically getting equipment for others and not a single piece for himself.

Today, he wanted to get a few good equipment pieces for the little rookie; the result was a chaotic mess of things. The Master of Darkness equipment drops were far inferior to what the other party was already wearing. 

The official servers were not like the closed beta server, where instances could be challenged on a whim. Instead, an instance could only be hit once per day.

Captain Jiang took the little rookie to a Level 15, 5-person instance. After leveling to Level 20, the small instance was slaughtered, the rewards being a pile of trash. He stood in the doorway of the instance for several seconds before dully saying, “We’ll hit it again tomorrow.”

Fang Jingxing sighed in his heart while also wanting to smile slightly. He obediently said, “Yes.”

Jiang Chen said, “I’m going offline at half-past eleven. Do you still want to fight things?”

Fang Jingxing glanced at the time and discovered there was still half an hour left.

He replied, “Not enough time. Maybe strolling around or fishing?”

Jiang Chen said, “Okay.”

The two then left the town and headed toward the outskirts.

Outside each of the three small towns within the Demon territory was a river. These three rivers were all tributaries of the same river. They converged together, a winding stream flowing outside the public region.

He and Fang Jingxing chatted while they walked. Soon, they reached the riverbank, and Fang Jingxing hesitated before asking, “Brother, how old are you?”

Jiang Chen answered automatically, “18.”

He then reacted, “No, 19; my birthday just passed this year.”

It was simply that during that time, he had been staying in the sterile ward and was unable to eat cake. Next year, he should be able to eat it at last.

Fang Jingxing finally got another clue and did not dare to ask anything else.

Although he had a pretty good affinity with the Seal Master now and could take advantage of the situation to fish for information, if he really fished, it would be even more difficult to coax later. He could only ask about irrelevant things.

He asked, despite already knowing the answer, “Is that so; I think your voice is very pleasant to hear. Is it your own or the game’s?”

Jiang Chen answered, “Game.”

Fang Jingxing immediately followed along the conversation path. “Which tone? I want to change it. My friend says my selected voice does not match well with Master of Darkness.”

Jiang Chen glanced over.

The attire of Master of Darkness was a black mage robe with dark embroidery. The hair was somewhat long, and the complexion was pale and chilling. There were also some dark red magical runes on the forehead. The appearance walked the wicked, icily arrogant route. It indeed did not match with the youthful voice.

He said, “Doesn’t matter; it’s okay if you like it.”

Fang Jingxing did not like it.

When he overturned the car or confessed, if he still used the little milky voice, wouldn’t he be waving proof of his crimes in front of the other? So, he must change it.

His mouth said he would think about it, but his heart already resolved to change it when the other party went offline, slowly paving the way for his confession.

Jiang Chen did not know about his selfish calculations and found a large rock by the riverbank, leading him over.

Just as the two sat down, they saw a player emerge from the other side, seeming to have the same goal as them.

This rock was big enough that seating three people was not an issue. Jiang Chen thus did not take notice; unexpectedly, the other party took the initiative to open his mouth and say with disdain, “It’s you?”

Jiang Chen glanced over at this Swordsman. “Are you talking to me?”

The Swordsman exclaimed, “Don’t pretend to be naive with me!”

Jiang Chen had a flash of realization.

This was the second day after the server launched, and he only had contradictions with one group of people during these one and a half days.

He stated, “Were you a part of the eight-man party yesterday by the lakeside?”

The Swordsman coolly said, “Finally remember? Then do you remember snatching 3 of my monsters?”

“Not ‘you,’ it’s ‘you all,’” Captain Jiang corrected him. “It was 11 monsters.”

Swordsman: “……”

Fang Jingxing: “……”

Fang Jingxing recalled that scene he saw yesterday and for a while, did not know whether to laugh or cry. He thought to himself, so the one being chased to kill was him.

En, that was him; who else could pull such steady aggro on the first day by himself? It was truly both cold and mocking. However, based on this boy’s character, the other people must have provoked him first.

The Swordsman got angry. “Aren’t you quite proud?”

Jiang Chen said, “Fairly.”

He added, “When you are robbed by monster snatchers, you either can snatch them in return if you are unhappy or PK.”

The Swordsman naturally knew the probability of snatched monsters were high when the server first launched and did not necessarily need to go to war over this matter, but couldn’t it be over by simply snatching one back in return for being robbed? This Seal Master not only snatched monsters, he even treated them like ATMs. He was so aggravating that all eight of them remembered him, without exception.

He said, “It is best you don’t provoke us again in the future. Otherwise, you will be humiliated.”

He did not want to sit together with them. Turning around, he walked away, snorting lightly. “Tch, bad luck.”

Jiang Chen magnanimously did not argue with him and sat on the rock, taking out his fishing gear.

Fang Jingxing sat down as well and curiously asked, “What happened?”

Jiang Chen then briefly explained yesterday’s event and said, “Ordinary grievances, nothing major.”

Fang Jingxing wanted to laugh after hearing this. He also took out his fishing gear and threw out a line.

Some good and some bad things could be fished out. Good things that could catch uncommon materials; bad things would be pure trash.

Players could leave the game running and hand it over to the system, but could also stay online and fish themselves. In virtual reality mode, when fishing personally, players would sense the fishing rod tremble and needed to promptly reel it in; otherwise, the item would be lost.

The two of them were chatting when Jiang Chen’s fishing rod suddenly jerked.

He quickly lifted the pole and discovered a copper coin. After putting it away, he continued fishing.

On Fang Jingxing’s side, there was also a catch, a purse. Opening it up revealed five silver coins.

He put it away and threw out his hook again. He saw the person beside him lift the fishing rod again.

Jiang Chen reeled it in closer and saw a broken shoe.

He subconsciously wanted to throw it back but had second thoughts, afraid it would be fished up again if tossed back. He thus set it atop the large rock.

Fang Jingxing restrained himself from laughing and asked, “What time will you come online in the afternoon?”

Jiang Chen said, “Two or two-thirty.”

Fang Jingxing noted it down and raised his pole, seeing a treasure chest on the hook.

The things within a treasure chest could be either good or bad, and uncommon materials were only obtained from opening chests.

Jiang Chen could not help looking. He saw Fang Jingxing receive ten gold coins and considered it a pretty good harvest. He looked at his own pole and discovered he had hooked a copper coin again. He immediately felt that fishing was not a good idea.

Luckily, they were only fishing for half an hour.

Jiang Chen sat in silence as he fished out a pile of trash. He saw the little rookie intermittently fish out five treasure chests and slightly no longer wanted to play. He sensed his fishing rod move again and impatiently reeled it in, pulling in a bright red chest —— he, at last, fished out a treasure chest.

Fang Jingxing had long been suffering painfully to restrain himself from laughing. Upon seeing this scene, he hastily offered congratulations.

Captain Jiang did not honor him with a startled “En,” and unhooked the treasure chest, setting it by his leg. He opened it and took a look, another broken shoe.

Jiang Chen: “……”

Fang Jingxing: “……”

Fang Jingxing really could not endure it any longer and finally broke out into laughter.

Jiang Chen, expressionless, tossed the broken shoe atop the rock, making it a pair of broken shoes, and was about to toss the chest back into the river. At this time, he caught the Swordsman in his peripheral approximately fifty meters away and then decided to carry the chest over. He yelled, “Hey!”

The swordsman maintained his fishing position, not raising his head.

Jiang Chen said, “I am your daddy.”

Swordsman still did not respond to him.

Jiang Chen was certain the other party left the game running.

He refused to admit that he was too much at fault and felt that he had been cursed out of anger despite not deserving it by the Swordsman earlier with the “bad luck” line. He thus tossed the chest at the river in front of the Swordsman, wanting to return this “bad luck” to him.

Fang Jingxing began laughing again. He suddenly felt that this boy’s manner of holding grudges was very to his liking.

Of course, if this characteristic of “holding grudges” was not directed at him, that was even better.

Jiang Chen strolled back and wasted time until it reached half-past eleven. He then immediately put away the pole and went offline. For lunch, he ate a bowl of rice.

After taking a lunchtime nap, he returned, full of blood and revived. He forgot the unpleasantries of that morning and took the little rookie to complete missions and brush monsters. By nightfall, they could hit the Level 25 instance.

He and Fang Jingxing harmoniously got along for a day. Suddenly, Fang Jingxing had a sort of really uneasy feeling; seeing him want to enter the Level 25 instance’s gate, he said, “I read the strategy. The boss seems to randomly give players confusion. Do we need a Milk Mommy?”^[1]

Wandering Dream’s instances could not be solo-challenged by players. As the level increased, the difficulty increased, requiring a compatible team arrangement.

Jiang Chen had spent the three-month wait before the server launch doing research to avoid repeating his earlier mistake. He naturally also knew about this setting. His Seal Master had a cleansing skill, but the skill had a cooldown period. This was most likely not enough, so by finding a Milk Mommy, they could conveniently dispel confusion effects while also adding blood.

He thought it over. “Actually, we can also give it a try.”

Fang Jingxing absolutely did not want to allow him to try. If the other could not pass the instance, unless he exposes his strength, he would have to helplessly watch the other party die. This was another debt.

He advised, “Instances can only be hit once; it’s better if we find a Milk Mommy, or wait for my friends to come. We can hit it with them.”

Jiang Chen asked, “What time will your friends be on?”

Fang Jingxing said, “Earliest at eleven o’clock.

Because those friends were anchors, who spent their nights live-broadcasting.

Jiang Chen said, “Won’t do. I go offline at half-past nine.”

Fang Jingxing raised a brow.

Yesterday, it seemed like this boy also went offline at this time. An established work-rest schedule, or was there another reason?

He said, “Then we can call out for a Milk Mommy in the local channel.”

Jiang Chen then sent out a message. Suddenly recalling something, he looked at the other. “What time do you normally go to sleep?”

Fang Jingxing replied, “Around midnight.”

Jiang Chen asked, “Yesterday too?”

Fang Jingxing nodded. “Brother, don’t worry, I am not staying up all night.”

Jiang Chen did not care much about this and instead asked, “Have you finished your homework?”

Fang Jingxing was caught off guard. “——ah?”

He suddenly reacted as if he was currently 16 years old and said, “Finished ah, I finished on Friday, so I can play these two days.”

Jiang Chen said, “Sleep a bit earlier today. Tomorrow, you still have to go to class.”

Fang Jingxing: “……”

Pretending was too hellish. Why did he say he was 16 years old. This week, he had to “go to class.”

Speaking of which, three players walked up.

The Milk Mommy among them spoke up. “We three are together and saw you two just happen to be lacking three people. Our skill level is very good, team up?”

Jiang Chen said, “Team.”

After he said this, he pulled these three in.

The party channel instantly brushed up with messages about the three members. The original two-party members glanced at the channel at the same time.

Milk Mommy, ID one of love

Divine Warrior, ID two of love

Assassin, ID three of love

Jiang Chen: “?”

Fang Jingxing: “……”

Fang Jingxing immediately contacted a few major fans.

These few knew he did not change servers, so if it were them, he reminded them to shut up.

These few major fans were confused but replied that no, it should be ordinary fans. Who let him previously post something about five of love, waiting for you online.

Fang Jingxing switched off his communications software, silent.

It would have been better to have just let him try it earlier.

Captain Fang thought in his heart, that was better than getting in this car speeding toward death right now.

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Thanking everyone for their overlord tickets and nutrient solutions, muah~

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Footnotes:

[1] Milk Mommy is the profession name for the Healer class. Could have been translated as Milk Mom or Nanny, the translation was ultimately settled upon Milk Mommy to fit the novel’s aesthetics.

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