A Very Difficult Mission?

When Fran regained consciousness, she found herself in a completely black space, just like the Trial settlement space from last time.

But unlike last time, this time she discovered that she wasn't alone in the space; there were more than a dozen people there.

She noticed that everyone was staring at her after she logged on, which made her feel a little overwhelmed.

"Is everyone who joins this space subjected to this kind of scrutiny? "Fran wondered.

Fortunately, everyone's gaze only lasted for five or six seconds, and they seemed to have looked away when they saw that she didn't react.

Only then did she begin to examine herself.

Just like last time, she was carrying that book under her arm again.

But this time the situation was a little different from the last time. A flash of gold light appeared on the book cover, and then a line of words appeared on the surface.

Spread my name among them.

Then Fran felt a momentary daze, and the line of golden words was nowhere to be seen; only the tattered book remained.

Fran frowned. She knew it wasn't a hallucination, but something that had really happened, because her memory of the words was crystal clear; she could recall every single stroke.

After returning to the Material Realm, Fran also searched for information related to this book, but to her surprise, she didn't find any useful information.

Firstly, religions do exist in this Magic World, but they are only of medium size, and she did not find any religions related to the Light Prayer.

The religions she encountered worshipped things like Sky Dragon, Elephant of Mountains, and Goddess of Ocean Currents; they contained none of what she was looking for.

The above information was obtained by her from Elan. According to him, the various School had kept this information hidden and had not released it.

But Elan also assured that he had never heard of any religion related to light.

"I don't even know your name, how can I spread your fame?" Fran thought to herself, then opened the book.

As expected, the book's cover page contained details of the Trial, which Fran examined closely.

Monsa is a secluded city, rarely visited by outsiders.

Unlike other cities, there are no tall city walls here to defend against the Magic Creature outside.

Because the ruler of this city is a priest, he distributes a magical liquid that grants ordinary people immense power upon drinking it, making the residents of Monsa unafraid of the Magic Creature outside the city.

The priest claimed that his miraculous potion came from the gods, and the entire city's inhabitants participated in the sacrificial ceremony, all eager to obtain this magical potion.

They toiled by day and gave thanks by the campfire at night for the strength God had given them.

Little did they know, Monsa was about to face utter destruction, on the eighth day as the sun rose...

Trial objective: Attempt to save the city; those who make a contribution will pass the Trial.

Apart from that, the entire book contains no other words; it is all blank space.

Fran looked up and noticed something very strange: the others present seemed to be glancing at her every now and then.

But when she looked over, they all looked away at the same time.

Why are they all looking at me? Fran was very puzzled.

She could tell that these people were only glancing at her; they didn't look at anyone else.

Just then, she suddenly felt someone standing behind her, and when she turned around, a question rang out, tinged with uncertainty.

"Lai?"

"Velint?"

Fran looked at Velint, who was now wearing a set of gray-brown armor and a longer greatsword with vine decorations on its hilt.

"It really is you! It's been so long!"

"I never expected to run into you in the Trial. I thought you had already passed the Trial and advanced."

Fran scratched her head, greeted them in return, and then asked a question that was currently of great concern to her.

Do you know why those people keep glancing at me?

Her response was met with a wry smile from Velint, who said:

"So you didn't know! No wonder you're still wearing that robe."

"What's wrong with this robe?"

Fran tightened her grip on the tattered book a little more and asked.

Do you know what a newspaper is?

"Um... I know, but I haven't watched it in a long time."

There's no such thing in the City of Apprentices, so of course she's never seen it, but she's seen plenty of it in her past life.

"No wonder, let me tell you about it."

Velint placed the sword on the ground and then said:

"Just a few months ago, it seems that someone wearing the same style of clothes as you used a Spirit Realm Guide with plundering properties. She plundered the equipment of more than a dozen people, which made the incident very popular in the newspapers and was reported on for half a month."

"Then suddenly a group of imitators appeared, who also put on the yellow robes and used plunder-attribute guides to steal other people's equipment."

"This is why everyone is now avoiding and attacking those in yellow robes. But since this is Trial, and you can only come up with a key, they probably just think you're strange."

Fran understood now. So that's how it was. She had known for a long time that her Spirit Realm Guide had the attribute of plundering, and she had even obtained two items in the Spirit Realm.

However, it probably has nothing to do with her. After all, the person who reported on it got equipment for more than a dozen people, while she only got two pieces, and there was another one that she didn't even consider to be equipment.

So this was an undeserved disaster, wasn't it? She couldn't even control what she wore in the Spirit Realm; she was suddenly in this body and had to wear this yellow robe.

"By the way, Lai, shall we team up?"

"Team up, sure."

In the Trial of the Spirit Realm, it is permissible for people who know each other to form illegal teams, and this mission, in any case, seems to be one that can be undertaken collaboratively.

After all, forming a small group with people you know can give you more leverage in collaborations, so there's no reason not to cooperate.

Fran looked around and noticed that most of the people around her were standing in groups of two or three talking, while if you count the previous group, there were five people alone.

Then comes the waiting period. Fran logged on thirty minutes before the Trial was supposed to begin, so the Trial should start soon...

Just then, a figure appeared in the space, accompanied by two heavy thuds as it hit the floor. Only then did Fran realize that this dark space could produce sounds similar to the sound of wood.

"Fellow Spirit Realm Traveler, may I say a few words? This Trial is extremely difficult, and if we do not unite, it will be very difficult for us to pass this Spirit Realm Trial."

The speaker was a young man dressed in a light blue cloth garment that allowed for easy movement. He appeared to be without armor and carried a short gun in one hand, the tip of which gleamed coldly.