Chapter 32: Free Equipment and Heading to the Harbor

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Song Yu did not bother trying to cozy up to the NPC merchants, as there was no point. Their favorability toward players, following that robbery, was destined to remain low. To be honest, their wariness was well-founded. If Song Yu were given the chance to kill an NPC merchant and seize all their supplies, she would certainly choose to do so. Accompanied by Little Black, Song Yu located the arms and equipment merchant, a woman with bulging muscles.

The youth was naturally Lin Nan. Having finished speaking and relieved the man of his predicament, Lin Nan prepared to return to his room. As he turned, his gaze instinctively swept over the person lying on the ground, and it was this glance that rooted him to the spot.

The officer looked down on Xue Bi and felt resentful, but ultimately, he dared not defy Xue Bi’s orders or resort to violence.

It was highly likely that this quest would propel the game's narrative forward. Ning Hai never expected that he would inadvertently become a key figure in driving the plot. Listening to Hua Han, the Rogue Mentor, Ning Hai suppressed his inner agitation, though he could not hide the excited gleam in his eyes.

They knew nothing of the passage of time or the changing of seasons. No one knew where they came from or where they were now. After these wonders of heaven and earth came into existence, they simply appeared in this world one day, out of thin air, guarding their destiny generation after generation, day after day, year after year.

Rangsi Dan wore a grave expression, and Huyan Fengtang’s killing intent surged. A formidable enemy stood before them, yet the group harbored a deeper question: who had leaked their whereabouts?

Under normal circumstances, a missed strike would be just that, but today it hit the barrier of the Crimson Flame. The barrier was so sturdy that despite Ning Hai’s full-force blow, it showed no signs of cracking; instead, it rebounded the entire attack back at him.

The three of them had seen Su Can’s expression clearly just before he lost consciousness. Beyond feeling a chill, they could guess his thoughts. A sense of relief and anticipation washed over them; if Su Can could contend with second-rate experts, then they could undoubtedly bully those of the third rate.

Huzi turned to the man in black, perplexed. He did not understand—was the man lying to him? Why else would he refuse to name the enemy directly and instead tell him to climb a cliff that was impossible to scale?

The dwarves’ urban engineering was breathtaking. This fortress-like structure, built into the barren mountains, was the crystallization of thousands of years of dwarven architecture.

Su Zheng’s beast-spirit bloodline was activated, his arm muscles swelling instantly as patterns resembling tiger stripes slowly emerged upon his skin.

The stone platform stood a meter above the ground. After organizing all their usable supplies, the three of them jumped down.

Lin Yuming called out again, "Oh, Shangguan Jiafang, you’re looking more beautiful than ever!" He decided to flatter her first, hoping to soothe her anger and encourage her to restrain herself rather than erupt immediately.

In truth, Ning Zhou did love Ning Xiu, but having remarried and started a new life, he could not cater to Ning Xiu’s whims in everything. It was unclear when it started, but Ning Xiu had gradually grown distant, eventually moving out entirely and refusing to return even for festivals or holidays.

Sensing that the surrounding celestial energy had been severed, the Luo family patriarch wore a look of disdain. With a wave of his hand, he condensed a blade of law-force in his palm and struck down against the golden cage surrounding him.

Zhang Tianyi gave him a thumbs-up and pointed toward the door, signaling that they should leave immediately.

Even though these two strikes did not even qualify as skills, an attack unleashed by the legendary beast Suicune was not something Mo Yan could easily block.

Perhaps it was the coffee, but although it was already past midnight, Li Xiang felt no sleepiness. He lay in bed with his eyes open, reviewing everything that had happened that day.