Yun Che remained completely unmoved. If this old deadbeat was genuinely willing to hand over a Grandmaster Pill, he would not mind doing him a favor.
Unfortunately, from what Yun Che knew of the old man, he would most likely offer a fake pill or make excuses about a second stage to the quest.
In short, getting a decent reward out of this deadbeat NPC was exceptionally difficult.
Rather than accept his quest, Yun Che would be better off killing a few small-time bandits in the Wuxia Mountains.
This time, however, Yun Che had miscalculated. Huang Huihong actually tossed the Fourth-Grade Grandmaster Pill straight to him.
Yun Che raised a hand to catch the fourth-grade pill and looked at him in confusion.
Huang Huihong snorted. "You can suspect that I've got two dicks, but you can't question my integrity."
"As a show of sincerity, I can give you the Grandmaster Pill in advance. Now, will you do me this favor?"
Yun Che carefully inspected the Grandmaster Pill in his hand. The information that popped up showed that it was actually genuine, which came as quite a surprise.
Could Huang Huihong in this real world actually be an NPC who kept his word?
Despite that thought, Yun Che maintained a healthy degree of caution around him, lest he fall into a trap.
After considering it for a moment, he asked, "What would you like me to do, Elder Huang? Let me make this clear first: I absolutely won't do anything beyond my capabilities."
Huang Huihong smiled faintly. "Don't worry. I won't ask you to do anything impossible. Just gather ten Mid-Grade Snakefruits from the Poison Miasma Snake Forest and bring them to me within three days. Well? Not a difficult task, is it?"
Huang Huihong could already picture the young man standing before him looking constipated as he reluctantly handed the pill back.
That'll teach you to disrespect me. I've already given you the pill. Now let's see whether you dare go!
Heh heh, I'm just toying with you, making you drool over it. Seethe, you little brat!
Ding! Huang Huihong has offered you an A-rank quest. Accept? [Quest requirement: Gather ten Mid-Grade Snakefruits.] [Quest location: Poison Miasma Snake Forest.] [Quest time limit: Three days.] [Quest rewards: Fourth-grade Grandmaster Pill x1 (already paid), silver coins x10, EXP: 2,000.]
The corners of Yun Che's mouth lifted slightly. He knew it! Even though the game world had become real, the characters' personalities were unlikely to change.
Sure enough, Huang Huihong was still the same old deadbeat. Anyone who was not an idiot would refuse a quest like this. Going meant death.
But Yun Che was different! With his current poison resistance, entering the mere Poison Miasma Snake Forest would be child's play. He only needed to watch out for the Grandmaster Realm venomous snakes inside.
Under Huang Huihong's amused gaze, Yun Che put away the fourth-grade pill and headed out of the herb garden, waving over his shoulder. "Sure! I'll do you this favor. Thanks for the pill, Elder Huang. I'm off."
Huang Huihong's smile instantly froze.
What was going on? Had the brat misheard him?
He had said the Poison Miasma Snake Forest. People died in there!
After a long moment, Huang Huihong flicked his sleeve and returned to the shade shelter to continue playing chess.
If his guess was right, that brat probably had no idea how terrifying the Poison Miasma Snake Forest was. Once he got there, he would surely back down. Then Huang Huihong would give him a proper lecture and teach that arrogant young instructor a lesson.
Meanwhile, the chief of the Red Skull Bandit Group arrived at the ruins in the Wuxia Mountains.
When he learned that several hundred of his Red Skull men had already died, he could not help looking shaken.
Seeing a flicker of hesitation on his father's face, Hong Mian hurried forward. "Father, the traps in these ruins are incredibly dangerous. There must be a great treasure inside. We've already come this far. We can't give up!"
Zhao Cang also tried to persuade him. "Rest assured, Chief. Based on my experience, no one has ever entered these ruins before. We're the first. If we can reach the depths of the ruins and obtain the treasure, we'll surely make up for the loss of the Four-Armed Demon Maggot."
At the mention of the Four-Armed Demon Maggot, Hong Futian's hesitation turned to resolve. Still furious, however, he said coldly, "Fine. Send in more men and keep advancing. If we don't find a great treasure this time, neither of you will get away with it. Hmph!"
Hong Mian clenched his fists. This failure had left him gritting his teeth in hatred as well. Worst of all, they still had not found out who had killed the Four-Armed Demon Maggot.
"Keep going! Tell them to move faster. We must reach the depths of the ruins by tonight. Even if we lose a thousand men, or ten thousand, I'm getting that treasure!"
The members of the Red Skull Bandit Group did not dare disobey Hong Mian's orders. They could only steel themselves and keep forcing their way forward. Screams never ceased, and blood flowed without end. The Red Skull Bandit Group's men were dying at an intolerable rate.
At that moment, Hong Mian, Zhao Cang, and even Hong Futian, who stood off to one side with his hands behind his back, unable to bear the sight, were all stubbornly holding on.
Their sole remaining conviction was to obtain the treasure in the ruins. Only then could they make up for the enormous losses suffered by the entire Red Skull Bandit Group.
Yet the death traps within the ruins were even more terrifying than they had imagined. Even throwing lives at them did little to speed their advance.
A new day arrived. Yun Che ate breakfast on schedule and went to teach Class Nine on time.
Only after entering the classroom did he discover that more than fifty students were sitting in Class Nine that day. Most had come from other classes to sit in on his lesson.
Though puzzled, Yun Che followed his usual routine, opened his humanities and history book, and began teaching.
Whenever he reached cultivation methods and combat techniques, he slowed down slightly to give the students time to take notes.
He also realized that most of these students had come to pick up the key points of cultivation methods and combat techniques. He did not mind. The stronger the students became, the more EXP and attribute points he could collect. To him, this was an investment that cost him nothing.
Moreover, his long-stagnant reputation points had begun to rise. Reputation accumulated at a rate of one point per ten people.
Yesterday alone, he had gained over a hundred reputation points. It was a good start.
Once reputation points reached certain thresholds, they offered not only treasure chest rewards but also some very important hidden functions.
First, the higher his reputation points, the greater his chances of encountering hidden quests.
Second, reputation points could unlock the reputation shop, where he could redeem rare mounts and rare medals.
Rare medals in particular were each unique, granting rare abilities and attributes when equipped.
Of course, unlocking the reputation shop was no easy feat. It required 100,000 reputation points.
Even after unlocking it, redeeming its rare mounts and rare medals would require a staggering number of reputation points.
As far as Yun Che knew, even the cheapest mount in the reputation shop started at 500,000 reputation points. Actually obtaining one would be no easy task.
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