morning.
Radiance streamed into the room through the transparent window, and Lancelot and Vermila sat facing each other at the dining table.
The blonde girl looked very uncomfortable, her eyes darting around.
Lancelot gave a half-smile.
"Oh dear, don't look at me like that, it's embarrassing," Vermila said shyly, waving her hand.
"Alright, we all know each other, stop pretending. It's just a matter of going into the wrong room and getting into the wrong bed, nothing, really nothing," Lancelot said slowly.
Vermila's face stiffened. It was over; this embarrassing past was now firmly in their grasp.
Her mind raced as the girl frantically searched for a solution.
Lancelot, however, ate his breakfast at a leisurely pace, figuring that as long as he wasn't embarrassed, it was others who would be.
After a long while, Vermila fell into despair.
"Tell me, what will it take for you to forget this?"
The girl clenched her teeth.
"Hmm, I'll have to think about that carefully." Lancelot laughed.
Little girl, I'll live with this embarrassing past of yours for the rest of my life.
After breakfast, the students from the Holy Sword Academy gathered.
Led by Lancelot, they boarded the spaceship and left the space station.
"Finally, I'm going back to the academy. I never imagined that a single mission would last for three months."
"Yes, it took a long time, but the growth was also very rapid."
The students were buzzing with discussion. Compared to three months ago, they had all grown significantly and exuded a more vigorous and capable aura.
Lancelot leaned back in his chair, holding a communicator, checking his current credits.
The resources he plundered, along with the military merits he earned, caused the number of credits in his account to skyrocket to 61,000.
This is undoubtedly an extremely alarming number.
"I have enough credits. Let's buy the bloodline potion and the corresponding auxiliary resources first."
Upon opening the exchange page on the communicator, a dazzling array of Transcendent resources comes into view.
Because of the large scale of this Scavenger Operation, the amount of supplies that participants can exchange is also enormous, coming not only from the Holy Sword Academy, but also from other top universities, the government, the military, and even the major financial groups of the Fax People.
Resources that were once thought to be rare can all be found here.
[Breath of Vitality] Bloodline Potion, 2-star Legend quality, exchange price 420 credits, grab it!
[Wellspring of Nature] Bloodline Potion, 3-star Immortal quality, exchangeable for 8700 credits, grab it!!
[Rapid Healing] Bloodline Potion, 3-star Legend quality, exchangeable for 2100 credits, grab it!
Three Rare- quality items: [High Wood Elf Blood], [Life Tree], and [Moon Essence].
[Sunlight Granules] of Samsung Premium Quality, [Water of Life] of Two-Star Premium Quality.
The supplementary resources totaled 1900 credits, which I still managed to earn.
With money comes indulgence, Lancelot, no longer constrained by resources, embarks on a shopping spree.
Soon, all the resources and bloodline potions needed for the Tree of Life Innovation Skill were acquired, consuming a total of 13,120 credits.
There are 48,000 credits remaining in the account.
"Weapons and equipment also need to be replenished."
Lancelot pondered.
First, there are the magic crystals used to Darkness's Fallen Slaughter.
A batch of goods was purchased, consuming a total of 300 credits.
And the boots—the already battered Gale Walker Combat Boots from the chase with that Peak Tier Nine Kaila People were completely destroyed and rendered unusable.
These boots accompanied Lancelot for two months, and their service can be considered complete.
Now that he has the credits, Lancelot plans to get a pair of three-star Legend quality boots.
Having just narrowly escaped death, he once again realized how important the ability to escape is.
A good pair of combat boots not only greatly enhances close-combat ability, but also provides a significant boost to running speed.
Bring up the equipment menu, select the boots, lock on three-star Legend quality or higher, and soon hundreds of different boots will appear before your eyes.
[Destroyer], [Storm Warrior], [Swift Walker]...
Various performance parameters converged in his mind; Lancelot's brain worked at lightning speed, processing the information and eliminating unsuitable options.
The choices gradually dwindled until only three pairs of combat boots remained.
The first pair of combat boots, entirely blood red with gold stripes on the front, looked majestic and Haki. They were named [Bloodbathed Overlord] and could absorb the user's Blood Qi, instantly unleashing terrifying power.
Lancelot estimated that at close range, wearing these boots would nearly double his speed, and the boost to his attack power would also be extremely significant.
The second pair of combat boots, named [Wind Thunder Shadow], has a slender overall structure, resembling ice skates, with intersecting blue and green patterns, which are runes of lightning and wind attributes.
Among the three pairs of boots, the Wind Thunder Shadow offer the most significant speed boost, providing an extremely powerful enhancement for both short-range attacks and long-distance runs.
The only downside is that these boots are rather fragile, meaning they have low durability and can only last a limited time in high-intensity combat.
Finally, there was the third pair of combat boots, [The Walker], a pair of silver-white boots, the surface of which looked like it was made of prism fragments, with white light surging on the edges.
The Walker's boots possess both spatial and light attributes, granting explosive speed in a straight line, but they are not adept at changing direction. However, their extremely limited spatial movement ability can be used to change direction during ultra-fast dashes.
Each of the three pairs of combat boots has its own advantages and disadvantages.
If your only priority is escaping, then Wind Thunder Shadow are the best choices.
For support in combat, choose the Bloodbathed Overlord.
If you're looking to show off, the Walker is the perfect choice.
In terms of price, the Walker's is the most expensive, since it involves spatial abilities and the materials themselves are rare, requiring 15,000 credits.
Next is Wind Thunder Shadow, with 12,200 credits.
Bloodbathed Overlord, 12,000 credits.
Lancelot ultimately chose Wind Thunder Shadow.
His original purpose was to enhance his ability to escape, and the Wind Thunder Shadow perfectly met his needs, plus its attributes were most suitable for him.
As for the problem of easy damage, Lancelot also has a solution.
Adding a protective film will solve the problem.
It's time to buff the Steel Feather Cloak.
The two-star Legend quality was no longer keeping up with his pace. Lancelot planned to ask the alchemists at the academy to help upgrade the equipment's level when he returned, at least to a three-star Rare quality.
By paying 12,500 credits, I acquired the Wind Thunder Shadow Battle Boots and a batch of dark attribute magic crystals.
There are 35,500 credits remaining.
Lancelot continued browsing the exchange list.
The vast resource library is naturally full of good things.
If we don't take advantage of our current abundant funds to acquire more resources, we might not be able to find them later when we want to buy them.
Some resources are so Rare that only a tiny amount can be found every few years; once the opportunity is gone, it's gone forever.
Lancelot quickly found a target.
[Insect King's Blood]
Rating: Four stars
Quality: Extremely Rare
Effect: The original essence of high-level insect-type Transcendent beings, after being re-blended by alchemists, has become an excellent auxiliary resource that is extremely suitable for the growth of insect-type creatures.
Quantity in stock: 1010 ml.
Exchange price: 100 credits per milliliter.
"Nice one!"
Lancelot's eyes lit up.
During the three months of Planet Golden Bridge Operation, the Molecular Aggregation Insect played an unparalleled role.
At the same time, equipment losses were extremely severe, and the number of swarms decreased sharply.
Especially when faced with attacks from Peak Tier Nine Transcendent, the remaining Molecular Aggregation Insect were almost completely burned away.
Fortunately, the Insect King is unharmed. With sufficient resources and time, restoring the Insect swarm to its peak size should not be a problem.
With this insect king's blood, it's even possible to elevate the Molecular Aggregation Insect's rank to another level.
"There are 1010 ml of Insect King Blood in total. It's not enough to exchange for all the credits, and we can't spend all our funds on this, so let's buy 150 ml. Hopefully, that will be enough."
After making the decision, Lancelot clicked the plus sign next to the exchange quantity. After deducting 15,000 credits, he received 150 ml of Insect King Blood.
There are 20,500 credits remaining in the account.
Lancelot spent several more hours buying various materials worth 7,000 credits for his future Steel Feather Cloak upgrade.
The team spent 3,000 credits to replenish explosives, including the previously used miniature nuclear bombs.
Not only Lancelot, but other students were also recklessly squandering their credits, turning the numbers in their accounts into real resources of all kinds.
It is foreseeable that after fully absorbing these acquired resources, everyone present will experience a significant leap in strength.
Before they knew it, the spaceship arrived at the lunar base of the Crimson Alliance on Planet Oklo, and then they took a spaceplane back to the academy.
After getting off the plane, Lancelot was about to return to the villa when his communicator vibrated.
Upon picking it up, the words "King of Martial Arts" came into view; it was that woman, Zyra.
Connected.
"Hey, can you hear me, kid?" A familiar, boisterous voice rang out, and Lancelot's lips curled into a slight smile, but he didn't speak.
"Huh? The communicator's broken. Hello, hello, can you hear me?"
Zyra's puzzled voice came through, followed by muffled thumping sounds. Upon hearing this, Lancelot immediately pictured a scene in his mind: a pouting Zyra slamming her hand on the communicator, trying to unlock the electronic components through this primitive method.
"Alright, I can hear you. Get to the point!" Lancelot said, lest Zyra, in a fit of temper, destroy the communicator.
The banging stopped immediately, Zyra called out, "Do you have time? Come to me."
"Hmm," Lancelot replied, "Can I bring someone along?"
He turned and looked at Vermila, who was saying goodbye to her sisters not far away.
Who is it? Do I know them?
"Your little fangirl," Lancelot replied, "The one from Planet Golden Bridge!"
He had promised Vermila that he would introduce her to Zyra.
"Oh, I remember now, that blonde little girl, right?"
"Right!"
"Sure, bring her over. It'll be more fun with more people."
Zyra agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Lancelot waved to Vermila.
Before the latter could react, her best friend gave her a knowing smile and nudged Vermila, seemingly having misunderstood something.
"What are you doing?" Vermila pouted.
"I'm going to meet someone." Lancelot turned around and casually summoned a magnetic levitation platform.
Who is it? Your friend?
You'll see when you meet me.
"Tch, so secretive."
Vermila curled her lip in disdain, but quickly followed.
About ten minutes later.
A grand and imposing building appeared before the two of them.
"Where am I? This looks like faculty and staff quarters." Vermila looked around.
Lancelot remained silent, walked to the door, entered the password with practiced ease, and the door opened.
"??"
Vermila looked completely bewildered.
"Is this house yours?"
"No!" Lancelot denied.
"Then how did you know the password? Could it be...?"
The blonde girl's widening eyes made Lancelot realize that she was definitely thinking about something inappropriate again.
Shaking his head, Lancelot led the way, and the two arrived at the living room.
At this moment, two people were already sitting on the sofa.
Zyra leaned back on the sofa, wearing super short shorts and only a bra on her upper body. Her tanned skin was exposed to the air, and her muscles were beautifully defined. Her hot body was hard to look away from.
Beside Zyra stood an elegant beauty, dressed in a light purple dress. Her skin was as white as jade, her eyes were bright like stars, and her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back. She exuded a gentle and graceful aura.
"Mona?"
Lancelot looked at the beauty before him with surprise and delight, "You've emerged from seclusion?"
Mona nodded slightly, studied Lancelot for a few seconds, and smiled gently, "Long time no see, you've grown a lot."
"Ah!!!"
A sharp explosion rang out from the side, interrupting Lancelot's words.
It's Vermila.
"Alive, she's alive!!!" The blonde girl clung tightly to Lancelot's arm, shaking it wildly, her eyes fixed on Zyra, who was clinging to Mona's shoulder, and hopping around like a little rabbit.
Lancelot smiled helplessly, while Mona's face still held a gentle smile, though her eyes subtly swept over Vermila's arms that were holding him.
Zyra picked at her ear and muttered, "These young people nowadays, they're really something, that voice..."
"No, I'm so sorry, senior, I'm just too happy! You know, I've aspired to be a female martial artist like you since I was little. I've watched all your publicly released combat videos at least ten times! Ahhh, I'm so happy, what should I do, I can't stop..."
Lancelot hadn't expected Vermila to react so strongly upon seeing Zyra in person.
Could this be the Legend solo fan?
After a long while, Vermila finally calmed down, and the four of them sat down.
"Try the good stuff I got from the old man."
Zyra took out a bottle of liquid that shimmered with starlight.
The old man she was referring to was, of course, the current dean of the Holy Sword Academy, Black Hole Urta.
The treasures of Demigod filled Lancelot with anticipation.
Holding the bottle, Zyra took out four cups and poured herself and Mona each a full cup.
He poured Lancelot about a third of a glass, and finally Vermila a quarter.
"Don't overthink it. With your strength, you couldn't possibly drink a whole cup of this. The amount I poured should just be enough to meet your physical limits."