Urgent apologies! This morning, my wife seemed to be in a bad mood and used an excuse to declare war on Xiaodao. Xiaodao fought back fiercely, but ultimately lost.
The cat was destroyed in the battle. After replacing the cat at noon, I found that the cable was also torn up, and the network line was also having problems. It's a tragedy. I can't go online all day, and it's still not fixed. I can only wait until tomorrow. The first update tomorrow might also be a little late.
Xiao Dao is currently uploading a manuscript. I hope everyone understands. I'm very sorry.
Please be understanding of this embarrassing situation involving a married man.
Having confirmed this phenomenon, Sun Fei began to think rapidly in his mind.
He was pondering how to share resources between the Diablo World and the Real World. Although Sun Fei was not yet certain whether there were any other better ways to bring a large number of items from the Real World to the Diablo world besides Xiao Xiao's ribbon space, it was clear that this small bag of winter wheat seeds had opened a bright window in Sun Fei's chaotic thoughts that he had never noticed before.
As he pondered, Sun Fei walked towards Akara's small tent.
In front of that small tent, which looked dilapidated but contained a terrifying amount of stuff inside, he found Akara busy preparing various potions. He took out the packet of winter wheat seeds from his belt space and handed it to the nun.
"This is..."
Akara took the cloth bag, a look of unbelievable surprise on her face.
It was incredible. She could sense a strong life force emanating from this small cloth bag. This feeling was both familiar and strange to Akara, and it was something that had been in her memory for a very, very long time.
Long, long ago, the Rogue Encampment used to grow its own crops to sustain the Rogue. However, over the past sixty years, as time has slowly passed and the evil power of Diablo has gradually corrupted the Rogue Continent, many plants have been tainted by the aura of darkness. Seeds that are pure and bright are now hard to find. This has led to a decline in crop yields within the encampment, eventually resulting in complete crop failure. As a result, for a long time, they have had to rely on a small number of poultry such as ducks and cattle raised in the encampment and a wild vegetable called fern root that cannot be grown in large quantities and only grows in the wilderness to barely make a living.
Akara could clearly sense that the winter wheat seeds Sun Fei had taken out were completely uncontaminated by the dark forces and could definitely be successfully planted and grown in the [ Rogue Encampment ]. Perhaps the yield would be lower in the Diablo World due to the soil conditions compared to normal conditions... However, compared to having the Rogue risk their lives to collect unpalatable fern roots in the wild, where demons and monsters roam, even a low yield was a huge source of light and hope for the [ Rogue Encampment ].
"In my world, this plant is called winter wheat. It has incredibly strong vitality and is very suitable for growing in the cold, damp environment of the Rogue Continent... Aunt Akara, you can have someone plant a small amount to try first. If it's successful, I can bring a large quantity of winter wheat seeds, which might help alleviate the camp's food crisis."
"Ah, this is wonderful... Thank you so much, Sun Fei. I can feel the aura of pure light emanating from the seed. You have brought hope for survival to the camp." The nun Akara, abandoning her usual shrewish demeanor, bowed solemnly to express her gratitude.
"Uh... no need for thanks, hehe. If you could provide some potions, equipment, or scrolls for free, that would be much better than just a verbal thank you." Sun Fei said with a forced smile.
"That's impossible!"
In an instant, the old woman's shrewish nature returned. "Lord Sun Fei, as the leader, you should be a role model for everyone in the camp. You absolutely cannot expect to gain without effort. Moreover, the quantity of potions and equipment I've prepared is extremely limited, barely enough to sustain the Rogue in the camp. Lord Sun Fei, your needs are far too great. Even if I were to prepare and manufacture potions for you free of charge at all times, it would still be difficult to meet all your requirements."
Sun Fei: "..."
A swindler is still a swindler.
However, on the other hand, what Aunt Akara said was actually quite true.
Sun Fei abandoned his get-rich-quick scheme, glanced at the bottles and jars around the tent, and sniffed the pungent smell in the air. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and Earth Inquiry a grin, "Auntie Akara, why don't you find someone to help you prepare the medicine? That way, you can increase production, hehe!"
"You think you can concoct potions out of thin air? Each potion requires a large amount of precious and rare raw materials, herbs that are not found in the Rogue Encampment. They grow in extremely dangerous and evil places outside the wilderness. In order to collect these herbs, the Rogue can only dare to go to those extremely dangerous places to pick them when the power of Diablo is at its lowest. It is no exaggeration to say that every potion I concoct is soaked in the blood of children..." The cunning old woman became a little sad when she talked about this.
Sun Fei laughed heartily, pointed to himself with his thumb, and said, "Hehe, Aunt Akara, don't you think there's a suitable candidate right here? Hehe, perhaps I can help you gather medicinal herbs, and as payment, my requirements are very simple: you just need to teach me how to identify the names of various medicinal herbs, and then teach me the formulas for making various potions. That's all, hehe."
"You?"
Akara raised her long eyebrows, instinctively wanting to argue with Sun Fei, but then she suddenly realized something, her eyes lit up, and she looked Sun Fei up and down. Suddenly, she had a sudden realization. "Hehe, you're absolutely right! Come on, hehe, let's start now, haha, let me tell you how to distinguish the ingredients and grades of raw medicinal herbs!"
"Broccoli, lantern core, white magic grass, luan magic vine, star lantern grass, white bone vine... uh, no, no, blood bone vine... what else? Flame root? Poisonous spider's bone joints?"
One hour later.
Sun Fei, reeking of pungent herbs, spat out something incoherently, stumbling and running like a refugee from Akara's mysterious little tent. He was still muttering a string of incomprehensible herbal names, looking utterly distraught, as if he had just been brutally ravaged by a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
"Hey... Sun Fei, don't run away! I still have over forty other raw medicinal herbs that I haven't let you try yet. Don't worry, these herbs aren't bitter at all, they taste quite good..." The old woman, with a reluctant yet gloating smile on her face, waved her hand and shouted loudly behind Sun Fei.
Sun Fei didn't dare say a word and simply fled in panic.
He walked around the wooden fence and several tents, spitting out the bitter bits of herbs in his mouth with a few "pfft" sounds. Then, he suddenly remembered something. He had found the lecherous old man Cain, this "human-shaped free Scroll of Identify," in the center of the [ Rogue Encampment ]. He took out several pieces of armor and a silver storage ring from his storage space, handed them to old man Cain, and said, "Sage Cain, these pieces of equipment come from a mysterious place. I wonder if you could appraise them for me?"
Actually, Sun Fei had taken these armor pieces from the Silver-Masked Man's corpse, and the silver storage ring was the relic of the unfortunate Four-Star Class wood-type mage, Evans. Sun Fei had previously stored these items in the Barbarian's sash space. He had also found these pieces of equipment when he discovered the winter wheat seeds, but the equipment was listed as unidentified. Therefore, Sun Fei wanted to ask Uncle Cain to help identify them. Perhaps after identification, the blacksmith Charsi could alter their appearance so that they wouldn't be recognized when used in the real world.
"Hmm? What strange equipment... Uh... It's so strange, I don't think I've ever seen anything like it before... Let me take a closer look... My God, completely unfamiliar magic patterns and designs, an enchanting technique I've never heard of before..." The white-bearded old man took the equipment and examined it carefully. Soon, he was completely captivated, like an old archaeology professor who had discovered an ancient treasure. He stood there dumbfounded, then ignored Sun Fei and simply said, "The appraisal might take some time. Come back in three days..." Then, as if holding a precious treasure, he turned and walked away.
"Damn it, if you can't identify it, just say so! You actually got away..."
Sun Fei opened his mouth, looking at the white-bearded, lewd old man's back with utter disdain, and gave him the middle finger.
With nothing else to do, he decided to kill monsters and level up.
However, considering that there were no faster places to level up in the [ Rogue Encampment ] newbie zone, he had re-scanned all the maps of the entire camp a few days ago to ensure that no monsters or demonic forces could threaten the Rogue Encampment. At this time, the wilderness was dozens of times safer than usual. In addition, he had already dealt with the major monsters long ago, so for Sun Fei, the major maps attached to the [ Rogue Encampment ] were no longer challenging at all.
At this time, Elena was still in the real world. Sun Fei thought for a moment and finally found the 'perennial passerby', Blue- Warriv, and for the first time chose to 'head east'. He decided to go to the second map of the Diablo World —the more dangerous, higher-level city [ Lut Gholein ].
The distance between the Rogue Encampment and Lut Gholein is extremely far. If ordinary Rogue were to set off from the encampment, it would probably take them at least one or two years to reach Lut Gholein. Fortunately, for Sun Fei, the process was similar to that in his previous life's computer games. In the blink of an eye, the scenery before his eyes began to blur and change, and then, as if he had traveled through countless time and space, he experienced a feeling of weightlessness. When Sun Fei opened his eyes again, he had already arrived in Lut Gholein.
Everywhere was a yellowish-brown color; this was a castle situated between the Shamo and the surrounding mountains.
If the previous map [ Rogue Encampment ] was just a small, simple, temporary camp, then [ Lut Gholein ] is a magnificent and vast Shamo city. Although it lacks the rugged terrain and picturesque scenery of Chambord City, it boasts towering, sturdy city walls, a majestic and magnificent palace, a more secure inner city with an earthen fortress, two-story luxury hotels and taverns, and a wide natural dock filled with ships... There are many things here that cannot be seen in a 'rural place' like [ Rogue Encampment ].
But for some reason, the luxurious [ Lut Gholein ] gave Sun Fei a strange feeling—it seemed to be a dead city, devoid of any life. There were very few pedestrians on the streets, and there was no sound of people talking. The wind swirled yellow sand in the air, and it seemed to be autumn, carrying an indescribable chill.
Fortunately, there are still some here.
The moment Sun Fei stepped into [ Lut Gholein ], a computer came to talk to him.
After a brief, routine conversation, Sun Fei quickly received his first quest in the second map, [ Lut Gholein ], from the tavern owner, Nian: to go to the city's sewers and eliminate a demon lurking there.
Following his memories from his previous life, Sun Fei found the path leading to the underground waterway and went inside to kill monsters.
However, during the process of accepting the mission, Sun Fei noticed a strange phenomenon—the people in [ Lut Gholein ] seemed to have no regard for him. Their expressions and voices were very stiff and lifeless, a stark contrast to Akara and the others in [ Rogue Encampment ]. They were like wooden figures.
That's strange, why is that?
Whether it was the entire city or the town itself, Sun Fei felt only one thing—death. It was Death Energy, like a ghost town.
Filled with deep suspicion, Sun Fei seized the opportunity and began a Bloody massacre in the sewers.
Two hours later.
Sun Fei easily wiped out all the monsters in the underground waterway with the berserk power of his level 20 Barbarian, and even killed the chief monster, completing his first quest. His Barbarian character was very close to reaching level 21. He returned to Lut Gholein city to complete the quest, received a skill point, and then, after thinking for a moment, exchanged some potions from the mysterious, cold voice in his mind. He then exited the world of Diablo and appeared in the King's Palace in Chambord City through the Teleport gate.
The timing was perfect.
Just then, a guard outside the hall announced loudly that the warden, Oleg, was requesting an audience. Sun Fei sat on the throne, stretched, and said, "Let him in."
Soon, Warden Oleg came in, all excited and eager.
The fat sycophant knelt down, prostrating himself in a deep bow, and reported with a fawning smile, " Your King Alexander, by your command, all the prisoners in the Iron Prison Dungeon have been transferred to the new prison. Lady Elena is currently touring the Iron Prison Dungeon... Your loyal servant Oleg has returned to report to you."
"Yes, you did a great job. I'm very satisfied," Sun Fei praised with a smile.
"It is all my duty. To serve the great King Alexander is my highest Glory." Warden Oleg bowed humbly and smiled obsequiously. "Your Majesty, the newly built prison has not yet been officially named. All the subjects of the city eagerly hope that you will personally visit the prison and bestow a name upon it. This would be an honor for the entire Chambord City."
"Oh?"
Hearing Oleg say this, Sun Fei suddenly became interested. He hadn't been able to see the new prison built on the site of the old, dilapidated sanatorium yet because he had been too busy lately, so he didn't know how well Oleg had done it. As for naming it, Sun Fei chuckled and suddenly had a great name in mind.
"This is your reward. Take the potion, then take me to prison."
As Sun Fei spoke, he gently pushed his palm, and half a bottle of [ Hulk Potion ] flew into Oleg's hand. It emitted a strange, eerie green light. This was the dosage that Sun Fei had prepared for Oleg long ago, tailor-made to his strength, no more and no less, just enough to unleash the warden's potential.
"This is..."
Warden Oleg was stunned.
He never dreamed that the reward His Majesty Alexander had promised would be half a bottle of potion of unknown purpose, and judging from its eerie green color, it seemed to be some kind of deadly poison... However, at this moment, Oleg displayed his shrewdness in discerning the king's intentions. Without even asking what the potion was, and without a moment's hesitation, he adopted a posture of "the king commands the subject to die, and the subject has no choice but to die," resolutely uncorking the bottle and gulping down the entire green potion.
The next second, the [ Hulk Potion ] began to take effect.
An unprecedented, intense pain emanated from every bone marrow in Oleg's body, tearing at the fat man's flesh. However, to Sun Fei's surprise, this cowardly warden gritted his teeth and endured the pain relentlessly from beginning to end, without uttering a single groan, until finally drawing blood and slowly recovering.
This assertive attitude surprised Sun Fei.
Unconsciously, Sun Fei's impression of the bald, fat man in front of him improved a bit.
Feeling the surging power within his body and the tremendous changes in his Dou Qi channels, Oleg, who had been in shock, finally understood the incredible effects of the potion bestowed upon him by His Majesty Alexander. He knelt on the ground with a thud, wanting to flatter him, but the words he was usually so familiar with somehow became impossible to utter...
His lips twitched involuntarily, a wave of emotion washing over him, almost bringing him to tears. Oleg struggled to hold back for several moments, but finally couldn't, and burst into sobs. "Your Majesty... thank you, Your Majesty... I... by the God of War of War, Oleg... swears by the honor and soul of a warrior, that I will be absolutely loyal to the great Emperor Alexander for the rest of my life, and will never betray him... I... I know that many people in Chambord City look down on me... even though Bazel tried so hard to win me over before, I could see that in his eyes, I was just a dog with some use... Your Majesty, it was you who gave me... dignity... the dignity of being human... I... I..."
For a moment, Warden Oleg broke down in tears.
This scene surprised Sun Fei once again.
"Human nature is such a damn unpredictable thing... But, hahaha, it seems that piece of shit Oleg has actually been reformed by my great character? And is he going to start anew?"
Sun Fei ignored Oleg, who was kneeling on the ground sobbing and pledging his loyalty. He sat on the throne, overjoyed, and his narcissistic tendencies began to overflow like the Yellow River bursting its banks.
A dozen minutes later.
Led by the tearful warden Oleg, Sun Fei arrived at the former sanatorium for the wounded, located on the western side of Chambord City.
This place has been transformed by Oleg into the new prison for Chambord City.
The entire perimeter of the prison was surrounded by a sturdy white stone wall four meters high. Inside the wall, the dilapidated sanatorium hall had been transformed into more than twenty well-ventilated, well-lit, dry and warm stone rooms. Each stone room had windows separated by steel and movable iron doors, and more than sixty prisoners were held inside, transferred from the Iron Prison Dungeon.
The new prison appears as a sea of white from afar. Its twenty-odd stone chambers can hold a maximum of two hundred prisoners. While pitifully small compared to the Iron Prison Dungeon in the underground grotto of Mi City, it's more than enough for Chambord City at present. Moreover, after Sun Fei's recent reorganization, Chambord City now has very few prisoners. Furthermore, Sun Fei built the new prison merely to create a pretext for sealing off the Iron Prison Dungeon, since it conceals a secret that could drive the entire Azeroth Continent into a frenzy— the God and Demon Ruins.
At the main entrance of the new prison stand two lifelike statues of warriors leaning on swords, each over ten meters tall. These statues, exuding an imposing aura, were not made by Oleg, but rather donated by the overjoyed residents of Chambord City after hearing of His King's plan to build a new prison. Their creators named the statues " Pillar of Justice " and " Pillar of Repentance," symbolizing the justice of prison trials and the hope that prisoners will repent.
Between these two towering stone statues stands another blank black rectangular boulder, the place where Oleg is to inscribe the name of the new prison. At this time, the prison gates are already surrounded by the residents of Chambord City. They have packed the boulder tightly, their faces filled with anticipation, all waiting for His Majesty the King to name this new prison, a symbol of forgiveness and mercy.
"My esteemed people, I hope that from this day forward, no citizen of Chambord City will ever again be imprisoned behind these great gates for committing a transgression."
Sun Fei stood in front of the boulder and spoke loudly.
He drew a broadsword from Oleg's waist, flicked his wrist, and the tip of the sword flashed with a cold light. The swords clashed against the boulder with a deafening clang, sending countless Venus flying. Amidst the deafening sound of metal clashing against stone, countless stone chips fell in a shower, and three powerful characters were deeply etched into the incredibly hard rock—
The Little Black Room!
" The Little Black Room... Haha, that's the name of the new prison. I promise you all that anyone sentenced to be imprisoned in the Little Black Room will have the opportunity to learn a lesson and repent here. Anyone imprisoned here may temporarily lose their personal freedom, but they will never lose their precious life here."
Sun Fei gripped his longsword and shouted loudly.
Long Live the King!
"Long live His Majesty Alexander..."
"Merciful King Alexander, may the God of War bless you!"
Although no one knew what the words " Little Black Room " meant, cheers still rose and fell from the crowd.
This scene was quite strange.
The construction of a prison is generally considered a bad thing for any country or its subjects, as prisons are not residences but represent a somber and oppressive order. However, in stark contrast to the previous brutal Bloody Iron Hell, a veritable Iron Prison Dungeon on earth, the new prison held extraordinary significance for every citizen of Chambord City. From now on, at least they would no longer have to live in constant fear of being Iron Prison Dungeon for a minor, unintentional mistake or for offending a nobleman. The King's promise had revealed countless clues, and people were once again certain that King Alexander was a benevolent and compassionate monarch.
Perhaps the best days yet are about to arrive when King Alexander will be officially crowned King of Chambord City eight days from now by the Zenit Empire's investiture mission.
The crowd cheered wildly.
Just then, Gordon Brook, the top military commander of Chambord City, parted the crowd and hurriedly walked to Sun Fei's side, whispering a few words to him.
Sun Fei's expression changed.
"Finally here? Hey, these bastards, I've been waiting for them for ages..."