Limited-Time Event Begins

[Event Introduction: Hidden evil is spreading through the Lower District. Greenport, once peaceful and stable, is now threatened by a criminal organization known as the "Bloodfang Gang." The great God of Knowledge has obtained evidence of their crimes. At this critical moment, Noven calls upon his believers! Cleanse the Lower District! Eliminate the danger before it can take root!]

[Event Duration: 15 days]

[Event Requirement: Meet Tier 1 rating criteria (specific requirements will be displayed upon inquiry)]

[Event Content: Maintain public order in the Lower District, stop the Bloodfang Gang's criminal activities, defeat Bloodfang Gang members]

[Event Rewards: Determined by the effectiveness of crimes prevented and the strength of defeated Bloodfang Gang members]

[Preventing Criminal Activity: 1–500 Justice Points]

[Tier 1: 150 Justice Points]

[Tier 2: 400 Justice Points]

[Tier 3: 1500 Justice Points]

[During the event, Justice Points can be exchanged for corresponding Knowledge Points. Different exchange rates will be provided based on event progress.]

[Current Exchange Rate: 10:1]

[During the limited-time event, the mighty God of Knowledge provides his believers with exclusive event skills to aid them in carrying out justice.]

[Event Skills (Sect Shared):]

[Status Display: Mark and display the identities of Bloodfang Gang members]

[Unlock Progress: 0/10000 Justice Points]

[Crime Sense: When a crime related to the Bloodfang Gang occurs, automatically alert nearby believers]

[Unlock Progress: 0/20000 Justice Points]

[Map Access: Unlock the map of the "Blood Roulette" underground casino and information on the Bloodfang Gang leader]

[Unlock Progress: 0/50000 Justice Points]

Pete skimmed over the event introduction, detailed rules, special skills, and everything else without even looking. In the end, only one sentence remained in his mind:

"Justice Points can be exchanged for corresponding Knowledge Points!"

Although Pete did not know why the God of Knowledge wanted to clear out the Bloodfang Gang in the Lower District, he knew that the Knowledge Points he desperately needed were finally within reach!

The Lower District's terrible security meant that crimes of all sizes occurred every day. Disturbances, brawls, theft, robbery, kidnapping, extortion, and debt collection were commonplace, and most of them had countless ties to the Bloodfang Gang.

As long as he cracked down on crime and defeated Bloodfang Gang members, he could earn rewards!

Pete now understood Noven, the God of Knowledge, very well—he never made empty promises.

The Knowledge Sect was different from organizations like the Radiance Church and the Church of Justice that Pete had visited before. Those sects were best at making empty promises.

They also organized similar events to maintain public order and reinforce faith. But when rallying believers, they would only spout clichés like, "Doing more good deeds will make it easier to gain the gods' recognition," or, "Devoting oneself to the gods is a believer's honor."

The promises sounded grand and enticing, but when it came to tangible rewards, there was next to nothing.

The God of Knowledge was different!

There was no church making empty promises. Noven directly bestowed "divine revelations" upon his believers.

The event information stated clearly what rewards could be earned for accomplishing what.

Everything was explicitly marked. As long as he completed the task, he would receive a reward!

"Stopping one crime can earn up to 500 Justice Points. At the current exchange rate, that's 50 Knowledge Points."

"The Tier 3 spell I want to exchange for costs 150 Knowledge Points. Ideally, I only need to find a way to stop three crimes!"

Pete quickly did the math in his head.

It was like being handed a pillow the moment he felt sleepy. It was as though the God of Knowledge knew exactly what he lacked. This limited-time event had arrived at the perfect time, resolving his urgent shortage of Knowledge Points.

"More importantly, with my strength, most Bloodfang Gang members shouldn't pose any threat to me!"

The old Pete had been a completely worthless mage, but after truly mastering offensive magic, taking on a few ordinary Bloodfang Gang thugs was now effortless for him.

"So, the most important thing for me to earn Justice Points is actually figuring out how to find Bloodfang Gang members as efficiently as possible!"

"I don't know enough about the Lower District. Finding people is my weakness."

Pete suddenly remembered something.

"Didn't Rena say before... that her family and the Stonemasons Brotherhood were being harassed by the Bloodfang Gang?!"

"She should know the Lower District well enough, and with that conflict between them, Bloodfang Gang members might even come looking for her themselves!"

At that thought, Pete could no longer sit still.

He casually threw on a short shirt and prepared to head to the Lower District at once.

Time was money.

There were only fifteen days left until Caron Academy's graduation assessment.

Every minute he wasted now could mean a potential one Knowledge Point!

Seeing Pete hurriedly leave once again, his roommate could not help asking curiously:

"Pete? Are you... giving up on trying?"

His roommate was named Gale. Like Pete, he was the descendant of a minor noble from the eastern border of the Rayak Kingdom.

With Caron Academy's graduation assessment fast approaching, third-year students either had already mastered a suitable Tier 3 arcane spell and were simply waiting to receive their certification after the assessment, or had completely given up and spent every day eating, drinking, and having fun in Greenport's Upper District.

Pete and his roommate Gale belonged to a third category.

Both of them were bottom-of-the-barrel students, with little hope of mastering Tier 3 magic.

But they had not given up yet. They were still trying to make one last desperate struggle before the assessment arrived.

A few months ago, they had unanimously decided to shut themselves in. They stayed in their dorm room, meditating desperately and praying to the Goddess of Magic in every way they could think of. Naturally, the results had been minimal.

As the assessment drew nearer day by day, Pete had panicked and grasped at straws, which was why he had been tricked by those black-robed men into going to the sacrifice site.

Since offering his faith to Noven, he had been leaving early and returning late every day, busy preparing for the talent testing ritual and putting on an act with Rena to trick... no, recruit new believers.

Since he had not seen Pete in the dorm for a long time, Gale assumed he had given up like those other students and was spending his final days enjoying himself in the Upper District.

Pete did not slow down. "I can't explain it in just a sentence or two. Anyway, I have a way to master a Tier 3 spell now!"

Gale was stunned.

"You have a way?!"

Gale hurriedly got up and chased after Pete.

"Please, please! I really need Caron Academy's Tier 3 mage certification. If there are any conditions I need to meet before you can tell me, just say the word!"

Seeing Pete about to leave, Gale gritted his teeth and suddenly threw himself forward, wrapping his arms around Pete's leg as he sat on the floor.

"Pete! Save your good brother!"

Pete's face darkened.

"Let go!"

"No!"

"What about your noble etiquette? What about your shame?!"

"Compared to Tier 3 magic, what does noble etiquette matter?!"

Gale clung even tighter.

"For Tier 3 magic, I'm willing to do anything!"

Hearing that, Pete stopped struggling.

"Are you sure?"