First Encounter: Blood Sail Pirates

The Bloodvine Troll location is near the Gashkin Mine. Sun Busong is very familiar with this area, and it's also where Trisrick needs crocodile skins. They first took an airship to the Rebel Camp's flight point – no, wait, it should be the Brotherhood's Stranglethorn Vale flight point!

"Greetings, Officer!"

The Brotherhood members stationed here know Sun Busong and Heavy Fist well. As soon as they disembarked from the airship, several people ran over to greet them enthusiastically.

"Hello, brothers! Haha, don't be so formal from now on. We're here to help those bosses in Booty Bay with their quests. Here's some food and drink, take it and share it with the brothers!"

"Hahaha, the Officer is so generous! Thank you, Officer."

"Officer, what quest are you on? Do you need our help? We have plenty of people!"

These people didn't stand on ceremony with Sun Busong.

Whenever Sun Busong visited a new place, he would buy some local specialties, especially alcohol. He took out three barrels of Goblin Ale and some roasted raptor meat, placing them on the ground. A group of Brotherhood members began to carry them away cheerfully.

After finishing, they asked for two horses and the two of them headed towards the Bloodvine Trolls' location.

There were a lot of Bloodvine Trolls in this area, and their unit types were complex. There were three types of magic users alone. Fortunately, their levels weren't too high: Level 36 Bloodvine Arcane Mages, Bloodvine Witch Doctors, and Bloodvine Shamans. These magic users had low defense but high magic damage, so Sun Busong would handle them.

Tauren Punch Master's defense was already very strong. Sun Busong usually used him as a meat shield. He and Xiu Ma were on a quest to kill the physical type Bloodvine Trolls.

With clear division of labor, they fought separately. Three hours later, the quest was completed with excess.

Mr. Punch Master walked ahead, carrying a large bag of spoils. Xiu Ma was treated like a pack mule for transporting goods; a large sack was also strapped to its back. They didn't have Sun Busong's super backpack.

"I'm exhausted, boss! This won't do." The Tauren threw the bag full of spoils on the ground and sat down, panting heavily.

"Every time we collect spoils, I feel like a peddler, carrying bags and bundles. I don't care! This time, you absolutely must get me some backpacks like theirs. My demands aren't high, just ones that can hold twelve slots!"

Punch Master wiped sweat from his brow, his big eyes darting around as he complained pitifully to Sun Busong.

This Tauren wasn't stupid at all. He knew very well how magical his boss was. The last time they two charged into the Gashkin Mine, they killed over a thousand Bloodvine Trolls, and the spoils piled up like a mountain!

But with a wave of his hand, his boss collected everything. Furthermore, Punch Master was forced to be a miner, digging up thousands of gold ore. These ores were also collected by his boss.

He kept this in mind. After returning to Night Town, he secretly asked some friends about such things. It turned out to be a type of Spatial Equipment. They came in many forms: some were ring-shaped, some looked like backpacks, some like pouches, and some were just sacks.

They were also divided by quality. Ordinary white quality ones had six slots, and each slot could only hold one type of item. Identical items could be stacked, regardless of their size.

However, there were some restrictions. The maximum stack for materials was 200. If it was weapon or equipment type, each slot could only hold one item.

Then there were green excellent quality backpacks with 12, 14, or 16 slots. Blue refined quality backpacks had 22 or 24 slots. Purple backpacks were epic quality and were said to have 30 slots!

But he also knew that such items were rare. Even a white 6-slot backpack cost 100 gold coins. Green excellent quality backpacks were only made by master craftsmen in big cities. Those who owned a 24-slot backpack were either incredibly wealthy business magnates or powerful noble leaders.

However, he really didn't dare to imagine how many slots his boss's backpack had! Hundreds of materials and various weapons and equipment, gone with a wave of his hand – who could imagine that?

Sun Busong looked at the evasive Tauren and laughed heartily, "My dear Tauren, you actually dare to ask for it! A green excellent quality 12-slot backpack?"

Hearing this, Punch Master knew it was unlikely. His Tauren face instantly drooped. It was true, such items rarely appeared even at auctions. No matter how magical his boss was, it shouldn't be easy to get them.

"You're the Right Commander of the Imperial Guard. How can green quality match your status! Give me some time. Booty Bay will have an auction in half a year. I'll get you 4 blue refined 24-slot backpacks then!"

Upon hearing Sun Busong's words, the Tauren's big face shot up, and he let out an excited moo~~~!

"Boss, really? You're going to buy me blue refined 24-slot backpacks? And 4 of them! Hahaha, that's great, boss, hahaha, hey?"

Punch Master's laughter suddenly stopped. His smiling face turned into a crying one, and he stared at Sun Busong with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?" "Boss, are you tricking me? At the Ironforge auction last time, only 7 green excellent 12-slot backpacks appeared. Blue refined backpacks haven't shown up for a long time. If you don't want to give them to me, just say so. Why lie to me!"

Punch Master was telling the truth. Blue refined quality Spatial Equipment didn't just appear at auctions.

"Who told you I was going to buy them?" Sun Busong glared at the Tauren with disdain. Then, before the Tauren's disbelieving eyes, he took out 4 palm-sized cloth bags from his backpack, emitting a green glow.

Red Magic Pattern Bag (Green Excellent): 16-slot spatial container!

"Here, make do with these four for now. The materials to make 24-slot bags are only found in higher-level areas. But there will definitely be some at the auction in half a year. When have I ever lied to you about what I promised? If I ever hear you slandering my reputation again, I'll chop off your bull's penis and soak it in wine!"

When Punch Master saw the four cloth bags in Sun Busong's hand, he jumped up and snatched them from Sun Busong at lightning speed. He probably didn't hear what Sun Busong said afterward.

"Thank you, boss, thank you, boss! Hahaha, I knew you loved me the most!" The guy yelled as he jumped, his eyes never leaving the Red Magic Pattern Bags!

"Hurry up and pack them, stop staring. Your bull's eyes are red. Don't go crazy later!"

Crocodile Sun Busong had already finished. After Punch Master packed everything on the ground into the 16-slot Magic Pattern Bags, he took out over thirty crocodile corpses. "Come on, it's time to show your true skills!"

After arriving at the Brotherhood camp, the two took an airship back to Booty Bay. The location of the next quest wasn't here.

After disembarking from the airship, Sun Busong went directly to the quest hall and found Kobok and Trisrick.

"Oh, wonderful, absolutely wonderful. This will definitely improve the situation a little..." Trisrick's expression was both ferocious and excited as he looked at the pile of troll ears.

Sun Busong and Heavy Fist stood in place, waiting for him to pay the reward.

"What? Why are you still here? The reward? Oh, right... Of course, take it... It'll definitely be more than enough."

Goblins are stingy. To get rewards from them, you have to stick close behind them, otherwise, they'll disappear as soon as you turn around, and it'll be difficult to get your money back when you find them again.

After counting the rewards, Trisrick gave them another quest. This time the location was not far from Booty Bay's coast, so Sun Busong accepted it readily.

"Constantly hunting tigers to ensure the export of tiger fangs to the South Sea islands is a tough job, not only difficult but also costly. Fortunately, we've found a substitute: the fangs of these Skullsplitter Trolls. Hey, as long as you don't say anything, the buyers won't know, right? Get me a batch of troll fangs, and we'll be able to meet the monthly supply!"

These are unscrupulous merchants! Using troll fangs instead of tiger fangs! But that had nothing to do with Sun Busong. He just needed to get enough troll fangs. This time, the target was Skullsplitter Trolls.

After bidding farewell to Trisrick, it was Kobok's turn.

When he saw the complete crocodile skins, he praised Heavy Fist's skinning skills highly.

"I think these skins should be enough. Since they're for shoe insoles, their quality isn't very important, but they must be comfortable enough. However, the leather seems a bit stiff. I'll need to use some tiger blood to soften them. No business without cunning, no cunning without business, you understand?"

After he finished these tasks, he gave Sun Busong the next quest.

"Hmm, these boots are basically shaped. Now it's time to polish the surface. But the leather you brought seems a bit short, not enough for insoles."

"So what do we do now, Kobok?" You'd definitely ask this question immediately, haha, it's really unfortunate you're talking to Kobok, because I'm about to give you some work to do!

No one looks at insoles, so we just need to find some thick and cheap crocodile skin. The snapping crocodiles near Lake Nafiriti would be good."

The locations for the three quests were not far apart, and they accepted this quest as well.

Two quests earned them 1000 Reputation points with the Goblin of Treasure Bay and 12 gold coins. Looking at the sky, it was still early, so the two set out again.

The Skullsplitter Tribe's territory is vast, ruling the three surrounding ruins. These trolls are very strong, with most members already at level 40.

This time, Sun Busong did not act separately from Heavy Fist. He was worried that the Tauren would be in mortal danger if he was surrounded.

The Skullsplitter Tribe has a complete professional system. They have defensive Warriors, Magic output, ranged attackers, and healing classes.

The ranged attackers are mainly Skullsplitter Beasmasters. Their attack power isn't great, but they have many tamed tigers and leopards, as well as Skullsplitter Axe Throwers. This class doesn't have a very long range, but their output is high, dealing over 130 damage to Heavy Fist with one hit.

Don't underestimate that over a hundred damage. Even though the Tauren is wearing Sun Busong's custom High Defense and High Health equipment, the level 28 Heavy Fist only has over two thousand health. If he's focused, he's dead. Not everyone's health bar is that monstrous.

For this mission, Sun Busong only killed some members around the tribe, not venturing deep inside. After collecting enough troll teeth, the two changed their target to collect crocodile skin.

Heavy Fist is already very skilled at skinning. Normally, at his level, it would be difficult to completely skin a level 38 crocodile, but there were just too many crocodile corpses. After two hours of work, the quest was completed, and they packed up.

Next was the final mission, Whiskey Slim's wine.

The quest location was a left turn from the exit of Treasure Bay, about five kilometers further into the shallow sea. When the two arrived, they found that this shallow bay had already been occupied by someone else.

Blood Sail Pirates!

"Everyone, we're just here to retrieve some lost wine. We have no intention of fighting you for territory. If you let us take our things, I believe I can offer you some compensation afterward!"

These human pirates are basically all level 40 and above. Sun Busong found a pirate named Duncan. He looked a bit roguishly handsome and seemed like someone easy to deal with.

"Your combination is very strange. A Tauren and a... dwarf who's taller than him? Hahaha, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to mock you, I just couldn't help it, hahaha."

This guy's words didn't seem very pleasant.

After he finally stopped laughing, he came over to Sun Busong, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "Brother, we pirates are just here to make some money, then drink and eat meat and enjoy life. We have no enmity with you. If what you say is true, then we'd be happy to be hired by you to retrieve the wine from the sea."

He extended a hand, making a universal gesture, his eyes smiling as he stared at Sun Busong.

"No problem!"

In just half an hour, these guys, who were familiar with the water, collected all the wine from the sea. In return, Sun Busong took out food and wine from his backpack that was worth several times the price of the wine. Then Duncan called over a few pirate beauties who were Mages, and the party to enjoy life began.

Some of these beautiful Mages wore elegant red robes, while others were wild, wearing only three-point attire. They had very high alcohol tolerance. The Tauren directly passed out at the feet of the beautiful Mages. A few of the three-point beauties who got drunk straddled him directly.

Sun Busong once again felt frustrated by his underage status. Persevere! In another year and three months, his happy life would arrive.

The banquet lasted all night. Sun Busong got drunk in the latter half of the night. He didn't have to worry about these pirates ambushing him while he slept. This was because during the banquet, Xiu Ma performed a show where he killed a level 44 Naga Explorer in 10 seconds.

They were polite to Sun Busong because he was generous, his conversation matched their tastes, and most importantly, Sun Busong's strength was unfathomable. Duncan was a smart man; he knew who he could offend and who he could only befriend.

The next morning, Sun Busong pushed away the slender leg pressing on his chest. He used a fierce gaze to firmly remember the sight of the slender leg disappearing into the hip skirt, then he dragged the still-hungover Tauren to Treasure Bay.

It's vacation time, and I'm taking a break too. I didn't stay up late to update last night, haha!

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