"I am Wang Chuyi," Chen Yan said with a smile.
"Hmm, just call Old He. Whenever you need sothing in the Administration Departnt, you can co to Room 25 in District D and knock on my door." Old He bead, his smile akin to the usual courteous expressions seen on minor bureaucrats and civil servants in reality.
Chen Yan nodded.
Old He pondered briefly, "You’re here to exchange for rits and bounty, right? The battles have been fierce these past few days, and many are coming to exchange... Since you’re from the Brotherhood, there’s no need to wait in line. Follow ."
Having said that, he took the lead. Chen Yan and Baldie 39 followed him through a small door beside a counter, entering a surprisingly small room.
Old He sat on a stool, quickly took a round jade plate from the counter, and skillfully made a few fingerprints on it, causing it to emit a faint light.
Without looking up, Old He’s fingers tapped rapidly on the jade plate—this posture reminded Chen Yan sowhat of typing on a keyboard.
"Brother Wang Chuyi, how many heads of the Fierce Beast Race do you have?" Old He asked casually, still without looking up.
"Eighty-nine." Chen Yan answered steadily.
"So many!!!???"
The exclamation ca not only from Old He, but also from Baldie 39.
Both of them widened their eyes at Chen Yan.
Old He took a deep breath, "Are you sure? Or did I hear wrong? You’re delivering, delivering so many? Eighty..."
"Eighty-nine heads of the Fierce Beast Race," Chen Yan repeated.
With a clatter, Old He’s jade plate dropped on the table.
Baldie Brother was dumbfounded, whispering, "Brother... Did you wipe out a village of the Fierce Beast Race?"
"..." Chen Yan smiled quietly, saying nothing.
Old He took a deep breath, regrasping the jade plate with slightly stiff fingers, "Well then, let’s verify the goods first."
With a wave of Chen Yan’s hand, heaps of heads from the Fierce Beast Race fell out from a storage jade token, scattering on the floor!
A massive pile tumbled down like fallen lons, each head grotesque and bloody.
Old He’s body trembled!
After several seconds of shock, his face turned pale, "This was unexpected, I thought at most seven or eight heads... I should’ve taken you to a bigger place."
In the small room, more than eighty heads rolled gruesoly on the floor, imdiately suffusing the air with the stench of blood and gore!
Old He trembled—not from fear, but from being overwheld.
He quickly waved his hand, causing the heap of heads to vanish into an unknown space.
Chen Yan noticed Old He’s lips moving, presumably counting the numbers.
A mont later, with the grueso scene in the room gone, Old He retrieved a porcelain bowl and a bottle from behind the counter.
He poured a bowl of water, and with a light touch, quickly cast a spell.
Chen Yan’s eyes lit up!
It was the cleansing spell that the Skylark girl had taught him.
Soon, the water in the porcelain bowl turned a mix of red and black, and the room’s leftover gore and stench disappeared completely.
Old He got up, carrying the bowl of bloody water out, returning empty-handed afterward, his gaze on Chen Yan now much more complex.
There seed to be a trace of reverence in his eyes.
"Brother Chuyi, you harvested so much on a single hunt..." Old He’s smile beca several tis more enthusiastic, glancing at Baldie 39, "Congratulations to the Brotherhood on gaining a fierce warrior."
Baldie Brother was clearly still in shock, rely looking at Chen Yan, speechless.
Old He dared not delay, tapping swiftly on the jade plate, speaking with newfound solemnity, "Eighty-nine heads of the Fierce Beast Race, verification complete! According to the Immortal Platform’s reward order and Snow Cliff Pass Town General Mansion’s bounty, each head can be exchanged for two hundred fifty coins..."
Old He paused, speaking softly, "However, besides exchanging for bounty, you can also exchange for military rits at Snow Cliff Pass. But if you choose military rits, you won’t receive the Town General Mansion’s bounty, aning for exchanging military rits, each head only earns the two hundred coins listed on the Immortal Platform’s reward order."
Chen Yan was montarily stunned, "If it’s exchanged for military rits, how is it calculated?"
As he spoke, he noticed Baldie Brother shifting stiffly, moving his seat without realizing.
Old He glanced at Baldie Brother, speaking slowly, "According to the Snow Cliff Pass Town General Mansion Order, each head of the Fierce Beast Race exchanges for two points of rit at Snow Cliff Pass.
Fifty points rit can earn one the rank of officer in the Snow Cliff Pass Immortal Army, serving the Snow Cliff Pass Town Army in a garrison troop, potentially as squad leader.
One hundred points rit can enter the Thunderous Cavalry as a squad leader! Leading five riders, commanding ten n!"
Soldiering, eh?
Chen Yan imdiately lost interest.
He hadn’t done much for national defense in the real world either; here in a Domain Realm that was not his ho, why be a soldier?
"Whether in the Garrison Troops or the Thunderous Cavalry, the benefits are quite good, especially for the Thunderous Cavalry, each month..." Old He continued introducing, but Chen Yan waved dismissively, "I’m not interested in that, just exchange everything for bounty."
"...Are you sure you don’t want to reconsider?" Old He couldn’t help but ask.
"Hey! Old He!" Baldie Brother was annoyed, standing up loudly, "It’s hard for our Brotherhood to get a young and promising brother, and you’re already trying to poach him? I’ll tell you, Brother Chuyi is soone even Brother Jin Jia holds in high regard!"
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