I Lack Nothing Now

After looting Lone Bamboo's crate, Zhang Yang opened his personal terminal and checked his status in the personal information tab.

Zhang Yang

HP: 100/100

Soul Power: 99/100

In the battle against Lone Bamboo, Zhang Yang had only consumed 1 point of his soul power.

Moreover, Zhang Yang could clearly feel the soul power within his body slowly recovering with every breath he took.

3. 2. 1~

Soul Power: 100/100.

It was fully restored.

Since his status hadn't dropped and not much time had passed, Zhang Yang decided to continue onward.

It was just a tutorial, after all; surely he couldn't die in here, could he?

Next, Zhang Yang planned to go check out that treasure chest.

He wanted to see what kind of good loot the only high-drop-rate container shown in the tutorial would yield.

After skirting around the red alert radius of the nearest Soft Bone Rabbit, Zhang Yang walked another three hundred meters and arrived at the chest's location.

Rounding a tree, Zhang Yang paused in his tracks.

Behind the tree, Zhang Yang saw the corpse of a middle-aged man wearing a white Martial Soul Hall Deacon Uniform Set, and at his feet lay a wooden box.

Compared to Lone Bamboo's wooden box, the craftsmanship of this one was significantly more refined; not only were the edges polished, but the exterior was also coated in anti-corrosive and anti-moth lacquer.

Zhang Yang approached, and a prompt popped up in his field of vision: "Search: Chu Xiao"

Zhang Yang reached out to open the box labeled "Chu Xiao," and a very familiar interface appeared.

On the left was a 3D holographic projection of Zhang Yang, dressed in coarse linen clothes and holding an M14.

In the center was Zhang Yang's personal page.

On the right was Chu Xiao's page.

First row, Martial Soul: "Wild Boar," "None."

Second row, Helmet: "None," Armor: "Martial Soul Hall Deacon Uniform Set."

"Martial Soul Hall Deacon Uniform Set, Green"

"Value: 3992"

"Durability: 13/25"

"Protection Level: Level 2"

"Armor Effect: Provides good defensive effects against white-tier soul power impacts."

"Protected Areas: Full body (excluding head)"

"Durability Loss: Medium"

"In-match Repair Efficiency: Medium"

"Equipment Weight: 1.85KG"

"A standard-issue set issued by the Martial Soul Hall to ordinary deacons under its command. The fabric has good elasticity, sufficient to accommodate the transformation needs of Beast Martial Soul Battle Soul Masters of average build."

The durability had dropped by half, but it was better than wearing nothing at all, so Zhang Yang reluctantly put it on.

Third row, Chest Rig: None

Fourth row, Pockets: A total of five slots, four of which were shadowed, indicating they were being searched.

Clearly, in the virtual map constructed by his golden finger, the crates obtained from killing soul beasts were designated as map containers.

Meanwhile, the crates obtained from killing soul masters were identified as bot crates or operator crates.

Just as Zhang Yang was pondering this, the four slots in the pockets finished searching.

"Purple, Gold Soul Coin, 10000" x3, "Green, Silver Soul Coin, 100" x12, "White, Copper Soul Coin, 1" x5, and a ring called "Pure Silver Ring."

"Huh? It's the same as what was marked on the map?" Zhang Yang was somewhat surprised. "The information on the map wasn't a scam?"

Zhang Yang tapped the "Pure Silver Ring" icon to enter the details page.

"Gold, Pure Silver Ring"

"Value: 52113"

"Equipment"

"0.007KG, one slot"

"Special storage equipment. After equipping, gain 9 slots of insurance space. Upon death, the equipment drops, but items inside the insurance space do not."

"This was originally a ring symbolizing love, crafted by its owner into a Soul Tool capable of storage."

"How to express such devotion? A pair of silver rings as a token."

After reading the description, Zhang Yang's eyes widened: "Holy crap, a 9-slot secure container for one life."

Zhang Yang's head was buzzing; the method of obtaining a 9-slot secure container clearly exceeded his understanding.

In the original world, a 6-slot secure container belonged to the whales, and a 9-slot container required completing seasonal tasks.

Back then, people used to fantasize about being able to buy secure containers with in-game currency, giving the hoarders a place to dump their cash.

Unexpectedly, this idea had actually been realized in the Douluo World.

How interesting.

Zhang Yang equipped the ring.

Seeing a 3x3 nine-slot space added to his personal interface, his entire body relaxed.

"I don't lack anything now."

Indeed, a man needs a big pair of pants to feel at ease.

With the secure container, Zhang Yang quickly moved all his gains from this round into it.

The originally spacious 9-slot container was suddenly more than half full.

Next, Zhang Yang looked at the exclusive "file folder" slot behind the pockets on the fourth row.

Inside that slot, a "dog tag" would be reorganized, containing the death information of that person.

"Chu Xiao_Level 13_White"

"Game time 0 minutes 0 seconds, Nether Wolf killed Chu Xiao with its teeth in the Silent Forest."

Zhang Yang tried hard to analyze any useful intelligence from this short sentence.

"Level 13, that should be the Soul Power Level of this soul master named Chu Xiao."

"White, replacing the rank in the game, could it be referring to the color of the first soul ring of this soul master named Chu Xiao?"

"The enemy is a Nether Wolf, Nether Wolf..."

Zhang Yang pondered for a moment, and as if he had suddenly thought of something, he immediately reopened his personal information terminal to check the map.

On the map, the red beast claw mark representing the Nether Wolf was still some distance away from his current location.

Generally speaking, a Nether Wolf shouldn't appear here.

However, Zhang Yang knew that anyone who trusted these circles was doomed for life.

"Awoooo~~~"

Accompanied by a howl filled with killing intent, Zhang Yang suddenly looked up toward the distance.

In that long wolf howl, Zhang Yang heard anger and unwillingness.

"There's loot to be picked up."

Zhang Yang instinctively shouldered his M14, and while his brain was still weighing the pros and cons, his body had already crept forward silently.

This was the combat desire engraved in the heart of an Assault Master.

If the central control fired, Zhang Yang had to get involved even if he was in the extraction zone.

Before long, Zhang Yang stopped his advance and hid silently behind a large tree.

A gust of wind blew, making the leaves rustle and carrying the thick, inescapable scent of blood from ahead.

Zhang Yang peeked out cautiously, taking in the entire scene at a glance.

At this moment, a Nether Wolf with gray-white fur was staggering as it stood there panting, a fist-sized hole in its stomach gushing blood.

Not far in front of it, a rabbit with white fur lay on its side, its belly motionless, as if it had been dead for a long time.

Both sides suffered? Zhang Yang thought to himself.

But where did that hole in the Nether Wolf's stomach come from?

It was clearly caused by a sharp weapon; could a rabbit soul beast cause such an injury?

Besides, didn't soul beast corpses disappear after death, leaving behind a wooden box?

Why didn't this rabbit turn into a box?

Was it for the sake of the performance, so it didn't turn into a box?

Or perhaps...

A theory formed in Zhang Yang's mind.