[Deserted Island/1186-6868-9908: There's not much danger here, just the same lightning strikes darting around everywhere as before. I treat them as a little scratch. Be careful over there, and don't let that snake screw you over.]
After Ye Fei messaged several friends in different regions on his way home, Long Heng was the quickest to reply. Judging by his message, this second month's disaster really seemed to have bored him out of his mind.
[Me: Just treat it as body tempering. Take your time polishing those dragon scales. As for whether that fellow screws me over, do you think I have a choice?]
Ye Fei had just climbed up the cliff at the edge of his mountaintop when he replied to Long Heng, then continued running home with Big Dog, who was bounding about in delight, and Little Deer, who stayed near him.
Perhaps because it was the disaster period, his home hadn't suffered any beast attacks despite his being away during the day for the past two days. Did that count as a very considerate setting?
[Deserted Island/1186-6868-9908: I suppose that's true. That's what you get for being so weak. Work hard and get stronger. That fellow has a pretty good opinion of you right now, so he probably won't screw you over anytime soon.]
Although Long Heng was already used to making digs at Ye Fei's weakness, he found it quite interesting that Ye Fei himself had such a clear understanding of it.
Whether human or demon, most wouldn't admit the fact that they were weak.
But in this world, personal information displayed a combat power value, something almost no player could hide, with a certain Snake Demon being the exception...
Yet even with those clearly displayed numbers, he still hadn't seen