The old butcher stared at him for a mont, then glanced at the pieces of rabbit at in his hand.
He simply smiled and handed the pieces of at to the old man. "Here, sir. This is the at you asked for."
Unlike the uninterested butcher sitting at the counter, the old man was the complete opposite.
He examined each piece of at one by one.
Forsyx saw him shake his head while inspecting a few stab marks on the at.
He thought that the old man might reject it, but then the old butcher just moved to the second piece without saying anything.
Soon, the old man placed down the last piece of at and nodded to him.
At that mont, a notification popped up in front of him.
Ding!
[Butcher Quest 1 Complete.]
[Do you want to take the reward and exit the chain quest, or would you like to take the second quest?]
Forsyx smiled at the second notification.
Even with the system involved, the NPCs still relied on classic tricks like baiting players with free work.
Basically, it was gambling on the player's part.
Everyone who completed the task would definitely choose the second task, and this way, the old coot would get all the at for free.
Forsyx sighed and said to the old man, "Sir, do you have any other task for ?"
It was a simple question to move through the chain quest.
From the start, when he saw the butcher's skill token, he already had the idea that there would be so twist to it.
After all, the butchering lifestyle skill was very popular among veterans, though most newbies thought otherwise, as he once did.
The old man just nodded to him and pointed toward the slaughter den. "I need so help here."
Ding!
[Chain quest!!!
Quest: Butcher's Hunting Quest 2.
Quest Rank: E-
(Only players with level 10 or less can take part.)
You have proven your worth by completing the first task.
After seeing your willingness to serve a greater cause, the old butcher requests your help in processing so Timin pigs in the slaughterhouse.
Task: Kill and process 5 different types of at pieces from 2 Timin pigs.
Pigs available for butchering: 5.
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Reward: Advanced Butchering Skill, coins based on the number of pigs used.
Failure Condition: Wasting all 5 Timin pigs without extracting suitable parts.
Failure Penalty: Pay 20 copper coins for each pig wasted and 20 copper coins for renting the butcher's knife.
Note: To help with the task, the butcher lends you his butchering knife. Destruction of the knife will result in a penalty.
]
Forsyx just rubbed his eyes at the second quest notification.
If the first task was a race against others, then this one was about the ntal fortitude of the player.
After all, killing a small creature differed completely from killing a monster of your size.
Even though the quest didn't ntion a total number of Timin pigs, he was sure they were limited. It would be first co, first served.
If you were late, you would not even get pigs to butcher, thereby failing the task automatically.
The old man shouted at a young butcher standing to the side. "Hey, Henry, lead this young man to the pigs."
Forxsy saw that Henry was just standing there trying hard not to puke.
Henry looked relieved at the task and nodded to Forsyx. "This way, warrior."
Soon, Henry led him to a deeper section, and the mont he stepped in, he heard curses.
"Shit, shit—there's so much blood!"
"Ahhh, this shit's on my leg!"
"Haha haha! Scream, you little piggy!"
"Shut the fck up! I'm trying to concentrate here!"
He saw several people all screaming and cursing while trying to kill the pigs.
In Apex Ascension, it was difficult to tell players apart from the general NPC population. Though for so reason, all the NPCs could always tell who was an NPC and who was a player.
The only way for a player to tell them apart was by threatening their life.
NPCs would do anything to protect themselves—after all, they only lived once, unlike the immortal players.
But if you killed an NPC in the open, you'd get fcked in the ga.
Though there was no such problem in the beginner village, since most of the players wore the sa white and brown combo.
Even without these common clothes, it was much easier to tell them apart here.
All the NPC butchers he saw earlier were much more efficient. This place, though, was a chaotic ss.
Many were screaming just to gather the courage. So were even sobbing for the pigs.
Heck, he even spotted a psycho who was laughing while jumping around, covered in blood.
Apex Ascension wasn't just about external realism; it also included internal realism. That internal realism was going full-on here.
There was a 50 percent minimum pain synchronization setting in Apex online. That allowed players to feel about half of the pain that they would have experienced in the real world.
Like if soone got stabbed in the ga, they would feel the pain, and for many players, getting used to this half-pain setting was the toughest task.
It stopped many from being reckless in the ga.
Though he actually played with 70 percent pain sensitivity, as it increased his natural intuition and skin sensitivity, which was very important for him.
This introduction to pain sensitivity kind of did wonders in the ga.
As it led to many emotions, which were impossible for traditional gas of the past to emulate.
That sa thing was happening here in the slaughterhouse.
Even though killing a pig wouldn't hurt you physically, it was not the sa ntally.
It was a kind of test—to see if people who were only used to killing mosquitoes could deal with a real creature.
After all, these pigs weren't your average monsters attacking you. They were helpless creatures whose sole life purpose was to be killed.
He shook his head and continued to follow Henry.
Henry took him to one of the empty sections and said, "Wait here and get your tools ready. I'll be back with your pigs soon."
Forsyx nodded his head and sighed.
Now that he had a bit of free ti, he said, "Player status."
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