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Chapter 25: Cultivation? Immortality
Big Soldier finally grasped an attack skill.
Not bad, Brother Dao’s plan is to train Big Soldier into a warrior. Whether it’s leveling up through hunting with him or protecting the holand, both options work well.
Soon, Big Soldier ca back carrying a giant wild chicken, all happy and proud.
Brother Dao scattered so Bone Powder, and another Bone Self-Propelled Vehicle was resurrected.
With the passing of ti.
It wasn’t dark yet, and the two Bone Self-Propelled Vehicles were already filled with prey.
Quite a harvest, but unfortunately, none were above level 10.
Let alone the Fierce Beast Blood we wanted.
We’ll make do, he thought, as he started heading back.
He rubbed his brow because his head was slightly throbbing and he felt quite tired, as if he hadn’t slept for several days.
There was no other way, the Resurrection Skill has a limited duration. Once the bones scatter, they need to be resurrected again. Doing it many tis is ntally exhausting, much more than hunting.
However, after many trials, the structure of the Bone Self-Propelled Vehicle has beco more and more reasonable.
Easily making their way into the valley’s entrance, passing under the Human-Head Willow Tree, they returned.
"Go back and have a good sleep." Brother Dao breathed a long sigh of relief.
But then he frowned.
Because a group of muscular kids, more than thirty, ca charging at him, surrounding Brother Dao, all shouting.
They eyed him greedily, full of excitent and envy.
"So much prey? Amazing."
"And this bone car? Wow, it can walk by itself?"
"What a pity, you can’t plunder when you kill within the tribe!"
...!
Everyone chattered away, while Brother Dao didn’t glance at them, instead looking ahead.
Three players noticeably taller than the muscular kids stepped forward. They were all level 10.
Hiding behind them was a muscular kid, peeking cautiously.
"Haha! Military Dagger is hiding and doesn’t dare to show up, yet you recklessly co out." This was clearly Young Master Dai, his voice very excited as if he could finally vent.
"You’re even worse than Military Dagger, shalessly ambushing several tis. Today, I’ve got you surrounded, haha." Young Master Dai looked at Brother Dao, trembling with excitent.
He looked victorious, as if just a command would have his n drown this nesis.
Thus, he wasn’t in a hurry, looking down and teasing the prey like a victorious beast king.
"Kneel and beg for rcy, kneel and beg for rcy." Behind Young Master Dai was another muscular kid, it was The wind blows cool on the ass, responsible for watching out for any potential enemy attacks from other directions.
His excitent was no less than Young Master Dai’s. Compared to killing Military Dagger, he hated the one before him even more, shouting excitedly, gesticulating.
"That’s right, kneel down for , and maybe, haha, there’s no chance I would spare your life." Young Master Dai laughed happily, just like a cat playing with a mouse, finding it quite amusing.
Seeing the calm Brother Dao, surely forcing himself to maintain his composure, yet with turmoil within him, even so, The wind blows cool on the ass was not satisfied enough.
So...!
Eyes twinkling, he chuckled, "Kid, you need to understand, Young Master Dai and you are not from the sa world. Young Master Dai failing a hundred tis doesn’t matter. It’s just a ga, not afraid of failure. You, however, if you fail once, it’s all over, you’ll be killed and unable to log in. Only submission, kneel to Young Master Dai, might spare you a life, it’s just a ga, who knows if you kneel."
"That’s right, I’ve unified the Wugubu Tribe’s player world. Unless you’re willing to delete your account and start over, there’s only one path: to submit to . And I am very forgiving, as long as you’re willing to kneel and beg for rcy, I will spare you, and things like money are much better than you working in reality." Young Master Dai said proudly after clearing his throat.
"Young Master Dai is so magnanimous, kid, did you hear...!"
"Done with the crap? Rember not to provoke in the future, or else!" Brother Dao rubbed his brow, trying to refresh himself.
You want respect...!
Just as Young Master Dai and the others opened their mouths, Brother Dao suddenly moved, grabbing a stone-tipped wooden spear and throwing it.
"Watch ...!" The three level 10 players hired at high expense imdiately perked up, intending to show their prowess.
Then!
Quadruple Shot!
The stone-tipped wooden spear shot out trailed by three identical phantoms.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
"I, I again...!"
Regardless of the three level 10 players at the front acting as bodyguards, Young Master Dai, or the one responsible for the rear safety, The wind blows cool on the ass, all were skewered and pinned to the ground like candied-hawthorn.
Who am I? Where am I?
Young Master Dai took off his helt, remaining silent.
Are masters really this powerful?
It doesn’t make sense.
"Still not moving aside?" Having used the skill again, Brother Dao felt a throbbing headache, which was not a good sign.
Swish!
Upon realizing it, the nurous muscular kids who had surrounded them scattered and ran.
"A thousand Bone Coins, I know." Seeing the smiling NPC walking over, Brother Dao unwillingly paid up.
This guy had been there for a while, just waiting nearby, unwilling to step up to stop it.
Returning ho, after giving a few orders, Brother Dao lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
He didn’t know how long he had slept, unable to distinguish reality from the ga, but once he awoke, Brother Dao felt much better.
Just from the feeling, he knew it wasn’t a short sleep, as his stomach growled with hunger.
Outside was noisy.
"Ah Shan, that’s not fair, we’ve looked after you for years, and now the master cos, you change your face like a dog and don’t recognize anyone?" An unpleasant voice ca from outside.
No need to guess to know it was that guy, Stick, speaking. In the village, this kid is the best fighter, so the most restless.
"Is he trying to seize power?" Brother Dao’s voice sounded.
"Brother Dao, it’s just us caring about you!" Others joined in with chuckles.
Although they couldn’t be more familiar, with Brother Dao’s instructions, Ah Shan refused to let anyone approach.
"Brother Dao, what are you doing in broad daylight?"
"Sleeping!"
"What’s there to sleep about all alone?"
"Haha, seems like in the years I’ve been away, each of you has picked up so good stuff."
Co, let’s train a bit.
Stick shrank back, his wounds still not healed.
"What are you saying, Brother Dao, we’re just here to fetch the ga helts. It’s unbelievable, like ti travel, so real."
"Consider it ti travel." Brother Dao tossed a piece of at to Ah Shan, preparing either lunch or dinner.
Everyone else imdiately helped out.
The villagers had sent plenty of good things.
Upon inquiry, they realized there was no way to choose, not a single one had been born in the Wugubu Tribe.
Everyone chattered about the conditions of their birthplaces.
The others were fine, but Dazed, who was born in Wang Family Town, the mayor’s house surprisingly produced descendants with Spirit Root who could cultivate. So, they were setting up a banquet, and this Dazed guy took advantage of the free eats and drinks.
This made Brother Dao’s eyes light up, Cultivation? Immortality, Flight and Earth Escape, that’s what I love, not so tribal savage.
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