《The Apothecary's Transcendent Odyssey in a Parallel Realm》


 Chapter 1: Confusion

    A sharp pain on his head jolted Murin Tristan out of his dreamy slumber surrounded by beautiful women. A piece of chalk rolled back and forth on the table in front of him, as if mocking him.


    Anyone who is awakened from a deep sleep by external disturbances is bound to feel inexplicable anger. Especially when he was in the middle of such a rare and wonderful dream, on the verge of having some intimate moments with those sexy beauties in his dream. At this crucial moment... Murin Tristan was so angry that he slammed his palm on the table and started cursing, "Damn it! Who the hell did this?" While wiping away the drool from the corner of his mouth.


    Hahaha... The loud laughter in the hall reminded Murin Tristan that he seemed to be in the classroom and lifted his head in a daze.


    The roar of laughter from the whole class reminded Murin Tristan that he was in the classroom. With a start, he looked up.


    What greeted his eyes was a face distorted with anger on the podium. That face, which seemed extremely detestable to Murin Tristan, belonged to the lecturer of their traditional Chinese medicine class, a bald old man. He was a well - known strict professor in Murin Tristan''s school. His classes were incredibly boring. Murin Tristan would bet his bottom dollar that if this old man went into the field of treating insomnia, he would surely achieve greater success.


    "Murin Tristan! You, you get out of here right now! Don''t ever come to my class again." The old man was so angry that he was trembling violently, as if having an epileptic fit. At his age, it was worrying that he might drop dead at any moment.


    The class was dull, and this rare commotion provided some entertainment. Immediately, quite a few gossipy girls started pointing and whispering.


    "Oh my, it''s that pervert Murin Tristan from Class Five again. This is the sixth time this week."


    "He even dares to sleep in Professor Huang''s class. He''s really bold."


    "That pervert harasses every woman he sees. How shameless." The girl who said this had an extremely unattractive face. She even held her chest in a show of fear, causing several boys sitting next to her to feel nauseous. Lady, you can rest assured. He wouldn''t even look at you.


    "I heard he doesn''t like to wear underwear. How disgusting!" Women usually have rich imaginations. There was no such rumor on campus. She used the phrase "I heard" to shift her opinion onto non - existent sources. That''s how most gossip is born.


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    Murin Tristan stood up and walked out of the amphitheater classroom gloomily under the gaze and whispers of nearly two hundred students in Class Four. Damn it, if I''m asked to leave, I''ll leave. Who cares! His lectures are so boring and unappealing. What right does he have to criticize others? All he does is read every chapter and section of *Compendium of Materia Medica* from beginning to end without missing a single word. What else can he do? I''ve never fallen asleep in the class taught by that new and beautiful teacher of meridian studies. I was always as energetic as a randy rooster in her class. Well, that''s true, but Murin Tristan seemed to have forgotten one very important thing: he spent at least four or five times more time staring at the new teacher''s D - cup chest and her round, alluring buttocks than looking at the blackboard.


    The boy who was kicked out of the classroom was indeed named Murin Tristan. He could be considered an extremely unlucky person. He was abandoned on the street by his heartless parents right after he was born. Fortunately, a single old man who worked as a gatekeeper took pity on him and picked him up. The old man gave him his surname, Murin, and named him Tristan, which means "a gift from heaven".


    The gatekeeper''s income was meager. The old man and the young boy depended on each other in poverty. However, misfortune struck. When Murin Tristan was in the second grade of primary school, his adoptive father passed away due to illness. He had no relatives, and all he left for Murin Tristan was a small house and a rather substantial amount of personal insurance compensation.


    Murin Tristan, who was already naughty, became even more unruly without proper discipline. He smoked, drank, skipped classes, cheated, and his greatest hobbies were reading pornographic books, watching adult videos, and shamelessly pestering beautiful girls. When he was young, he harassed the little girl next door who was his age. As he grew older, his interest shifted to young girls. If the old man''s soul knew about this little pervert he had picked up, he would probably be so angry that he''d crawl out of his grave.


    It wouldn''t be an exaggeration to say that Murin Tristan was a scoundrel of society. His despicable behavior was worthy of this not - so - elegant title. However, he wouldn''t do things like murder, arson, rape, or extortion. Although he was a scoundrel, he had his principles. To put it nicely, Murin Tristan was at most a parasite of society. He was idle and wasted material resources, but he wouldn''t do anything that violated the law and caused serious harm to society. Murin Tristan was lazy but not stupid. He knew very well the consequences of going against the constitution, which was like going against the country. He knew it even better than the faces and figures of the heroines in the dozens of high - definition, top - notch adult videos he had watched more than fifty times each.


    He indulged and degenerated through primary school, junior high school, and high school. Finally, during the college entrance examination, Murin Tristan had a stroke of luck. Right in front of him was Zhao Qian, a girl in the same grade who had never ranked lower than fifth in major exams at their school. This was a golden opportunity, and Murin Tristan naturally wouldn''t miss it. The rich cheating experience he had accumulated over more than ten years finally came in handy. First, he resorted to threats and bribes against that top - student. He threatened to pester her relentlessly, and even went as far as to say he''d rape and kill her if she didn''t cooperate.Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.


    Zhao Qian wasn''t really "qian" (pretty). Usually, a woman''s academic performance is inversely proportional to her appearance. Zhao Qian could be considered one of those who were on par with dinosaurs in terms of looks. Murin Tristan knew he didn''t have the guts to carry out his threats. But there are some women in the world who, even if they look as ugly as a toad, still think they''re beautiful. Zhao Qian was one of those "self - proclaimed" beauties.


    This poor "beauty" had no choice under the double threat of "rape" and "murder". Murin Tristan had always had the image of a street - tough and hooligan at school. If he failed the exam and got desperate, her bright future and wonderful youth would come to an untimely end. In the end, she obediently cooperated and also got to witness Murin Tristan''s amazing cheating skills, which could even be written into textbooks.


    In this way, this good - for - nothing scoundrel managed to squeeze into the key medical university he was currently attending. He didn''t choose this university on a whim, with the noble intention of saving people from illness and suffering. There was a simple and only reason: after becoming a doctor in the future, he could openly look at the naked bodies of beautiful female patients and justifiably use a common medical term: examination.


    Of course, he wouldn''t take advantage of them for nothing. Murin Tristan would do his best to cure their illnesses. It would be a pity if such beautiful bodies disappeared from the world. Compared with those heartless doctors who only wanted to swindle money from patients, he thought his thoughts were much more noble. Although, given his current academic situation, his medical skills after graduation might not be better than those of some rural bare - foot doctors.


    The insurance money left by the old man was almost used up after his extravagance. But if he saved a bit, it was still enough for him to finish college. So, he could still live a carefree life during the four years of college. It didn''t matter if his grades were bad. With a diploma from a key university, it wouldn''t be a problem to find a job to get by for the rest of his life.


    Everything seemed to be developing in a relatively ideal direction, but currently, an extremely serious problem loomed in front of him: he was already in his sophomore year of college, almost 20 years old, and he still didn''t have a girlfriend. He had never experienced the wonderful feeling of sex. In other words - Murin Tristan was still a virgin.


    This was really a damn serious and urgent problem. Every time he thought about it, Murin Tristan would shudder. It was as if he could hear the mocking laughter of thousands of people: "Haha, this guy is still a virgin!"


    If it were in other places, Murin Tristan might not have cared. But in Shangjing, a city known for its sexual openness, ranking among the top in the country and almost comparable to Europe and America, where it was difficult to find a virgin outside of kindergarten, being a virgin after the age of 16 was already a shameful thing. If he was still a virgin at 20, the problem was not just serious. It was easy for people to suspect that there were some serious physical problems.


    Murin Tristan, who was physically perfectly normal, naturally didn''t want others to have such a face - losing misunderstanding about him. But he was helpless. In terms of theoretical knowledge, few people in the world were more knowledgeable than him. He had been watching adult videos since primary school. By now, he had accumulated thousands, if not tens of thousands, of them. A small half of the old man''s insurance money had been spent on this. If Murin Tristan became an AV director, he would surely be very competent. He had memorized all the sexual positions and techniques through countless mental rehearsals and believed he could perform them effortlessly. But everything was ready except the crucial element - a girlfriend. The failure to combine theory with practice made Murin Tristan extremely frustrated. Up to now, he could only look at the posters of sexy female stars and review the well - rehearsed theories in his mind.


    Among the six people in Murin Tristan''s dormitory, the eldest and the second eldest already had girlfriends. Their usual weekend pastime was to go to a hotel and have sex. The fourth one was a literary and sentimental type. Murin Tristan had thought that it would take at least until after graduation for him to solve the serious problem of being a virgin. However, the truth surprised him. That guy managed to develop a relationship with a talented girl from discussing *The Long Ballad* and *The Book of Songs* to exploring *The Plum in the Golden Vase* and *The Carnal Prayer Mat*. Since they had reached that stage, they naturally also explored some mysterious and wonderful things in the world, such as the mysteries of the human body. As a result, one more precious virgin disappeared from the world, and Murin Tristan lost a comrade who was striving towards the same goal.


    The fifth one, the quietest in the dormitory, was extremely active online. He even had several one - night stands through QQ dating. Murin Tristan had learned from him for a while, but he didn''t even touch a woman''s hair. After 96 failures, he gave up this seemingly most feasible way in despair.


    What made him even more resentful was the third one, nicknamed "lady - killer". According to the evaluations of the other dormitory members, he had changed girlfriends more often than he used toilet paper. In fact, the third one wasn''t rich, nor was he as handsome as Pan An. He didn''t have any of the qualities that could attract girls, such as good grades, being a sports star. In terms of grades, they were all about the same, hovering between retakes and make - up exams. A score of 60 was something to celebrate with champagne and fireworks. In terms of appearance, Murin Tristan was even more handsome, taller, and stronger. Although he wouldn''t compare himself to Arnold Schwarzenegger, he was at least tall and upright.


    All these reasons combined made Murin Tristan unable to believe that he was inferior to the third one. He even secretly peeked at the third one''s private part when he was using the toilet to make a comparison. The result was reassuring. Although the third one''s member was quite impressive, like a fine weapon, it was still a bit smaller than Murin Tristan''s. Murin Tristan was quite confident in his manly equipment. Among all his body parts, this was the one he was most satisfied with. He reckoned that God had spent a little more time on this part when creating him. When the whole dormitory gathered around the computer to watch the European and American porn series Murin Tristan brought, sighing at the size of the foreigners'' private parts, Murin Tristan secretly thought, You haven''t seen the real thing yet.


    To regain the dignity of being the only virgin in the dormitory, Murin Tristan often walked around the dormitory in his underwear. Even the "lady - killer" third one felt inferior in front of him, let alone the others. The rather weak - willed fourth one even cried and wet his pillow after seeing it, which greatly satisfied Murin Tristan''s vanity.


    But Murin Tristan was the youngest in the dormitory. Considering the long - standing traditional virtue of respecting the elders in the country, he still left some confidence for his roommates. He just wore shorts instead of stripping naked to show off. Of course, there was an even more important reason - Murin Tristan didn''t want to be mistaken for an exhibitionist.

 Chapter 2: Wishful Thinking

    Walking on the campus path, Murin Tristan kept thinking about one question: Why could that scoundrel and good-for-nothing, Zhao Jing (the "lady-killer"), be surrounded by women all day long like a bee in a flower bush, while he, who was more handsome and had more "assets", still couldn''t get rid of his virgin status? Finally, Murin Tristan came to a conclusion. Although he was a bit lewd, he was far from being as lascivious as Zhao Jing. When chatting up women, there was a fundamental difference between them. Zhao Jing would talk about sex blatantly. For example, he would brag about how magnificent his "gun" was and ask those women if they were interested in having a "duel" with him. Strangely enough, even so, those women still flocked to him like flies to dung, which made Murin Tristan extremely depressed.


    Murin Tristan had thought about trying Zhao Jing''s method. With his conditions, it should have been no problem. However, Murin Tristan found that he was too "noble". Every time he faced a woman, he just couldn''t bring himself to say those words. So he had to continue living a single life and continued to have "battles" with those beautiful big-breasted stars in his dreams. When he woke up, he would find his underwear wet and sigh about the waste of resources.


    According to the experiences shared by many senior experts Murin Tristan had heard, women were very strange. They liked men with distinct characteristics, preferably those at two extremes. Either they liked the top-notch sunny type who were excellent in academics, morality, and physical education, or they liked the scum and good-for-nothing types who were into prostitution, gambling, drinking, and drugs. Murin Tristan was caught in the middle, like Zhu Bajie looking into a mirror - he didn''t look good from either side. He wasn''t extremely bad, nor was he very good. At least he still had some humanity. The day before yesterday, he even gave ten yuan to a beggar on the street.


    Murin Tristan had a bad reputation on campus. He skipped the classes of that well - known old professor in the college, something that others wouldn''t dare to do, not even Zhao Jing. The consequence of provoking the "tiger" was that he was publicly criticized several times as a negative example at the college assembly by that old professor. There was one just yesterday. Murin Tristan lost all his face. So today, he went to class obediently. But because he had stayed up all night excitedly watching those long - famous European and American top - notch H shows - "Unbounded Lewdness", he was too tired and fell asleep during class. As a result, he was kicked out of the classroom again.


    There was another reason why Murin Tristan was notorious on campus. He would pester any woman who had the slightest bit of good looks. If he succeeded, he could be regarded as a role model for men, which was called "amorous" in written language. But unfortunately, he had never had a single success. The consequence for a loser was tragic. The difference between heaven and hell was just a thin line. "Amorous" became "lewd" in the face of failure. Therefore, some people on campus called him "the most failed and lewd womanizer". When women thought of this nickname, they would probably think that if they accepted someone who couldn''t even chase after so many women, wouldn''t it mean they were inferior to others? Probably for this reason, although Murin Tristan wasn''t ugly and wasn''t short of confidence in his figure, he was still ignored and remained single.


    Suddenly, his eyes lit up. A few beautiful women were swaying their hips and walking towards him. Murin Tristan, as usual, put on what he thought was his most handsome smile, but what others thought was the most lewd one, and said, "Hi, beautiful ladies. How are you? Are you interested in having a cup of coffee with me at the Sky Garden?"


    The women, who had been smiling cheerfully, took a look at Murin Tristan and recognized him as the "most failed womanizer". They pulled down their faces, left a "Idiot", and then walked past him haughtily, looking up at the sky.


    "Damn bitches. Watch out for the stones under your feet!" Murin Tristan cursed in his heart, but he still kept smiling. He had long expected this result. Countless failures and his repeated attempts after failures had made him used to being rejected. He was even too lazy to change his smile back to its normal state because that would take effort.


    "Murin Tristan, are you trying to skip class again?" Her voice was as sweet as the sounds of nature, with syllables as round and mellow as pearls dropping on a jade plate. Unfortunately, Murin Tristan was no refined scholar. He swallowed hard.


    This beauty was called Shawbina, the League branch secretary of Murin Tristan''s class and the assistant to the student council president. However, these two titles were not as appealing as her status as a campus belle. Shawbina was one of the recognized campus belles in the college.


    Murin Tristan thought to himself: I''m not trying to skip class; I''ve already skipped it. He most afraid being lectured. Impatiently, he said, "Come on, stop nagging. It wasn''t my idea. That old geezer kicked me out. What could I do?"


    Unlike Murin Tristan, who was kicked out of the classroom, Shawbina was a member of the student council and was usually very busy with her affairs. But she was a rare beauty in the world, rarer than giant pandas, with her looks and academic performance going hand in hand. Shawbina was outstanding in her studies, and all the teachers gave her special treatment. She could be absent from class on special occasions if there were important student council matters. With her extraordinary temperament, excellent grades, and hot body, such a woman easily became the center of attention. Countless boys pursued Shawbina, and the line of suitors could stretch from her dormitory door to the city square. However, Shawbina had always been an ice - cold beauty, ignoring the pursuits of even the most outstanding boys. Many people even suspected that she was a lesbian. If that were true, it would be a waste of resources that could be recorded in human history.


    Regardless of whether Shawbina was a lesbian or not, her beauty and figure were undeniable. When the lecherous boys in the school saw her, they would instantly put on a pretense of being decent gentlemen, looking like hypocrites, for fear of offending the beauty. Only Murin Tristan remained as lewd as ever. He would fawn over any woman with even the slightest bit of good looks, wagging his tail like a lapdog and showering them with attention, because he knew he might have some chance of success. But he was rather blunt with Shawbina. Murin Tristan was very self - aware. He knew that his chances of winning her heart were close to zero, much lower than winning the lottery jackpot, and could basically be ignored.


    If you can''t get the milk, there''s no need to be too polite to the cow. Murin Tristan understood this truth well. Although Shawbina wasn''t a cow, there were some parts of her that could be considered similar. With this thought in mind, Murin Tristan couldn''t help but shift his gaze to the part of her body that resembled a cow''s, her chest that seemed ready to burst out of her clothes.


    Shawbina blushed, and her delicate hands subconsciously covered her chest. Surprisingly, she didn''t get angry. She had always been arrogant and proud. She had never shown any kindness to the countless boys in the school who tried their best to please her and make her smile, not even bothering to say a few more words to them. But she was helpless against Murin Tristan. In front of her, Murin Tristan was always casual, looking at her with unbridled eyes as if he wanted to see through her clothes, revealing his lecherous nature. This was the exact opposite of the other boys who didn''t even dare to breathe in her presence and were extremely respectful, making her feel at a loss.Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there.


    There was also a little - known fact: Murin Tristan and Shawbina had known each other since primary school. After the old man passed away, Murin Tristan had no one to discipline him, and he became absent - minded about his studies. The head teacher, knowing about his tragic background, took special care of him and deliberately assigned Shawbina, who had the best grades in the class, to be his deskmate, hoping that Shawbina could teach him well. Unfortunately, Murin Tristan''s nature was hard to change. He still brought pornographic novels to school and read them with great relish during class. Shawbina, being a girl and relatively mature for her age, was both ashamed and angry. However, her repeated admonitions were in vain, and she was at a loss. As they were in the sixth grade of primary school, after sitting at the same desk for several years, Murin Tristan still hadn''t made any progress. Shawbina was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said to Murin Tristan that if he could be admitted to a key junior high school in the city, she would let him touch her chest once.


    This was just an angry remark. Shawbina thought it was an extremely difficult thing for Murin Tristan. But she forgot one thing. Besides being a lazybones, Murin Tristan was also a lecher. He had great perseverance in certain aspects. Moreover, Shawbina had been a beauty since childhood, and her body had developed earlier than others, with a well - proportioned figure. The temptation for Murin Tristan, the little lecher, was irresistible. As soon as he heard that he could take advantage, he immediately became motivated. He was naturally intelligent, but just lazy and undisciplined. Once he made up his mind, he was like a rocket soaring into the sky. In the end, it only took him one year to leave Shawbina, who had always been the first in the school in every exam, behind in the primary school graduation exam. This made Shawbina feel depressed for a long time. But after being admitted, Murin Tristan lost his motivation and soon returned to his old ways, allowing Shawbina to take the lead in junior high school. Otherwise, the first place would never have been hers.


    Shawbina never expected that Murin Tristan could actually do it. She couldn''t go back on her word, but it would be a great loss to let this lecher touch her. So, as a compromise, she only allowed him to touch her through her clothes once. Murin Tristan readily agreed and didn''t go too far. Although it was just a half - hearted attempt, it still excited him for a while. Shawbina thought the matter was over. Who knew that in junior high school, they were both in the key class. Moreover, Murin Tristan became addicted after that one time and couldn''t stop. He took the opportunity to take advantage of her several times. And he managed to get into a key high school with his meager foundation. They were still in the same class. Although boys and girls didn''t sit at the same desk in high school, Shawbina just continued to have nightmares.


    Until college, it was incredibly coincidental that they both applied to the same university. Shawbina still couldn''t escape Murin Tristan''s clutches. It could only be attributed to bad luck. At that time, Murin Tristan didn''t deliberately choose the same university. He just heard that there were many beautiful girls in this medical university. Without hesitation, he filled out the application form and submitted it. Shawbina submitted her application form even later than him. When the admission results came out, they were in the same major and class by an incredible coincidence. It could only be considered the arrangement of fate.


    Seeing this lecherous and rascally deskmate who she couldn''t avoid since childhood again, Shawbina said helplessly, "Did you fall asleep in his class again? Well, come back with me. I''ll put in a good word, and he won''t hold you accountable for what happened just now." Perhaps because she had been Murin Tristan''s deskmate for so long in childhood, the habit of disciplining him had become instinctive.


    Murin Tristan said lazily, "If you want to go, go by yourself. I''m not going."


    Just as Shawbina was about to persuade him again, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on Murin Tristan''s face. He looked behind Shawbina and said, "Hey, what''s wrong with that kid?"


    Shawbina naturally looked in the direction he was looking, but she saw nothing. She knew something was wrong. Before she could react, Murin Tristan reached out his lecherous hand and quickly touched her perky buttocks.


    "Ah!" Shawbina let out a scream. Her jade - like palm lashed out like lightning and landed on Murin Tristan''s left cheek. "You never change!"


    Murin Tristan let out a miserable scream and was slapped to the ground, lying on his back and unable to get up. His calves twitched constantly.


    Shawbina was still angry. She said viciously, "Go to hell!" Then she turned and walked away. But after taking a few steps, she stopped and turned around. She saw Murin Tristan lying motionless on the ground, without making a sound.


    "Humph, stop pretending to be dead. You''re such a big man. Aren''t you ashamed?" Although she spoke harshly, she was a little flustered. Seeing that Murin Tristan still didn''t move, she said cautiously, "Hey, are you okay?"


    Murin Tristan lay stiffly, as if he couldn''t hear her at all.


    Shawbina''s heart became more and more flustered. Could it be that she had hit him too hard in her anger just now? Was he really dead? She heard that someone had been killed by a soybean. Her slap was surely much more powerful than a small soybean, right? She quickly walked back and probed Murin Tristan''s nose with her jade - like fingers. After nearly half a minute, there was still no sign of breathing.


    Shawbina panicked. She picked up Murin Tristan and held him in her arms, shaking him continuously. With a sobbing voice, she said, "Don''t scare me. Wake up quickly! I didn''t mean it. Boohoo..."


    Suddenly, she felt her full breasts being grabbed tightly by a strange hand. Shawbina let out another scream. Looking down, she saw that Murin Tristan had opened his eyes and was blinking. Needless to say, the strange hand in her clothes was his. In fact, Shawbina''s slap just now was very light. Murin Tristan had just fallen backward and pretended to be dead.


    Just as Shawbina was so angry and ashamed that she was about to raise her palm again, Murin Tristan had jumped aside and said with a smile, "This is the 326th time I''ve tricked you. Why are you still so stupid? If you had checked my heart just now, you wouldn''t have been fooled."


    Shawbina''s pretty face turned completely red. The blush spread all the way to her jade - like neck. She completely lost her ladylike demeanor and said through gritted teeth, "You lecher! One day, you''ll be struck by lightning!" Then she stormed off without looking back.


    Murin Tristan smiled calmly and said, "Hehe, it would be worth it even if I died." He put his hand to his nose and took a deep breath, saying intoxicatedly, "So fragrant!"


    Shawbina''s development in martial arts talent was actually thanks to Murin Tristan. After entering junior high school, Shawbina started to practice at a professional martial arts hall to defend herself against Murin Tristan''s harassment. Unfortunately, as her skills became more proficient, Murin Tristan''s sneak - attack methods also became more and more sophisticated. Now, his techniques had reached a state of perfection, with endless variations and he could do them at will. He was extremely intelligent. When he put his heart and soul into doing something, his potential was immeasurable, and he rarely failed.


    This woman is getting easier and easier to deal with, Murin Tristan thought to himself. Last time, I remember saying that an old lady fell on the roadside. Women are always more caring. The moment she turned her head and let down her guard, I pinched her thigh. But I''ve said this more than ten times. Why does she still fall for it? It seems that the saying that women are all air - headed is really true.


    Recalling his glorious "achievements," Murin Tristan was extremely proud. Although he always ended up with five red finger marks on his face, he thought it was completely worth it. However, this girl is quite kind, Murin Tristan thought. Otherwise, with her connections in the school, I would have been punished to the point of being expelled long ago. By the way, her father is the head of the city''s Prefecture. If he were to put a trumped - up charge on me, I''d be in big trouble. I could be mowed down by machine guns or blown to pieces by bombs, and it could even be considered a service to the people.


    A bold idea popped into Murin Tristan''s head: Maybe she likes me after all. Ha!


    But deep down, he knew very well that this was just his own wishful thinking.

 Chapter 3: Strolling in the Night Market

    Murin Tristan returned to the dormitory with a self - satisfied swagger. Today, he had managed to cop a feel, and it had been ages since he''d had such an opportunity. The soft and slippery touch seemed to still linger on his hand, and he was completely smitten.


    There was no one in the dormitory; they had all gone to class. Old Ghost''s classes were usually attended by everyone except Murin Tristan. He turned on his computer and logged into a classic adult website using a proxy. "Hmm, there are new uploads. New pictures, and they''re of his favorite Western babes. Gorgeous faces, bodies that were a temptation to sin, and poses that were outrageously lascivious. Not bad, not bad at all." Murin Tristan widened his eyes, carefully "appreciating" this so - called "human art." He always claimed to view these websites with an artistic eye, but the disgusting drool at the corner of his mouth gave him away.


    Murin Tristan fantasized that he was the tall and brawny man on the monitor, while sniffing the lucky hand that had touched Shawbina. "Damn it, why does this woman smell so good? The scent could still linger even through a pair of jeans for so long. Such a fragrant beauty is truly a man''s dream in bed." Of course, it also had a lot to do with the fact that he didn''t wash his hands. Every time he touched Shawbina, he wouldn''t let that hand touch water for days. Whether he was eating, sleeping, walking, going to the toilet, or doing homework, he would use his other hand to wash during a bath, ensuring that it never got wet, more carefully than a policeman protecting a crucial piece of evidence.


    After browsing for a few minutes, there were no more new items. Due to the recent crackdown, the once - popular porn culture had disappeared in a short time. Murin Tristan had gone through great trouble, switching through over a dozen search engines, before accidentally finding this website. But the update speed couldn''t keep up with his browsing speed, and he had quickly run out of new content. He had already seen the pictures on this website several times, and they were really boring. He then pulled out two collector''s edition ones from under his bed. After looking at them twice, he still felt bored. Even the best things would become uninteresting after being seen hundreds of times. Murin Tristan desperately wanted to find a real person to "practice" with. After all, images and animations couldn''t provide the tactile sensation or the unique scent of a woman. "Damn it, if I could have Shawbina as my wife, I''d be willing to give up ten, no, twenty years of my life. Of course, the premise is that I can live at least twenty years and one more day. That one day is still needed. If that were the case, it might really be like what those lecherous demons said: ''One day, one time; one time, one day.''"


    He lay on the bed, daydreaming until it was time for class to end. The first one to come back was Zhao Jing, the third - oldest in the dormitory. When he saw Murin Tristan, he gave him a thumbs - up. "Sixth, you''re amazing!"


    Murin Tristan knew he was referring to the fact that he had slept in Old Ghost''s class. He said disdainfully, "What''s the big deal? This is nothing!" For someone like him who had been skipping classes since childhood as if it were a daily routine, it really wasn''t worth mentioning.


    Seeing Zhao Jing fussing with his already perfectly - groomed hair, Murin Tristan sighed. "I really admire you. You''ve got a date tonight, right?" Murin Tristan always referred to Zhao Jing''s dates as "hook - ups." He wouldn''t believe it if Zhao Jing went on a date and didn''t do anything else.


    Zhao Jing said proudly, "I met a beauty on the bus a couple of days ago. She''s from Normal University. We hit it off while chatting, and tonight we''re going to ''cultivate'' our relationship."


    Murin Tristan tumbled out of bed and cursed as he got up. "Damn it, you can pick up women on the bus?"This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    Zhao Jing gave a lecherous laugh. "You should know what my nickname is! That beauty is amazing, especially her boobs. They''re huge, like waves, non - stop. So slutty! She''s just too slutty! It''s impossible not to be attracted. It''s a pity there''s no ''Sister Act'' left. Otherwise, I''d make her unable to get out of bed for three days!"


    "Sister Act" - just by the name, many men, especially those with a bit of "depth," would know its effect. That''s right, it was an aphrodisiac, a powerful one, and it was made by Murin Tristan.


    Although Murin Tristan was lazy, degenerate, and didn''t study hard, he was extremely interested in things related to "sex." Once, after seeing an advertisement for "Viagra" on the computer, he couldn''t resist the urge to make his own aphrodisiac. After making up his mind, he persevered. He almost ransacked the entire school library and finally found a yellowed old book in a small corner that recorded the method of making aphrodisiacs. What he didn''t know at that time was that this book was written by an ancient great pharmacist specifically for herdsmen to facilitate the breeding of horses.


    After nearly two months of dedicated research by Murin Tristan, "Sister Act" was born. He made over a hundred pills and used himself as a test subject. As a result, just one pill made his lower body swell for twelve hours and it wouldn''t go down. Having suffered enough, Murin Tristan never made it again. However, the other people in the dormitory were very interested in "Sister Act" and divided up the remaining pills. After using them, they praised it, saying that it made their girlfriends feel like they were in heaven, completely defeated, and they fainted several times in one night, greatly satisfying their male egos.


    Murin Tristan, who had made the pills for others to enjoy, could only sigh about his bad luck. He had even considered that if he couldn''t make a living after graduation, he might as well focus on developing "Sister Act." Maybe he could even surpass "Viagra."


    Watching the third - oldest show off his impressive "achievements," Murin Tristan was envious and jealous, feeling extremely depressed. He said viciously, "Go ahead, go ahead. Sooner or later, you''ll have to look at the ads on the utility poles by the roadside!"


    Zhao Jing ignored Murin Tristan''s curse. He pulled out five condoms from under his bed and left with a big laugh. This was another thing Murin Tristan admired about him. Every time he went out, he would definitely bring five condoms. Therefore, Zhao Jing had another nickname, "Zhao Five." People who didn''t know might think he was the fifth child in his family.


    Murin Tristan thought to himself: In terms of sex, the third - oldest is really a super - human. However, from a scientific and rigorous perspective, it''s not impossible that he uses five condoms together. But the probability of this assumption is not high. Judging from what the women who had had flings with the third - oldest said, he had a good reputation. Sigh, I haven''t even had a single try. I wonder how many I''d need. But with my novice level, no, I should say my completely inexperienced level, I''m probably far behind this guy.


    Not long after, the other people in the dormitory also came back one after another. Some had dates at night, and some were chatting about their sexual experiences. Sex and violence were always indispensable topics for humans. Murin Tristan, a lifelong bachelor and virgin, couldn''t get a word in. He was hit hard and didn''t even have an appetite for dinner. He lay on the bed like a dead pig until 7:30.


    There was a higher - mathematics class at night. Murin Tristan felt annoyed. "I''m not going. Damn it, what''s the school thinking? Why do we need to take higher - mathematics when we''re studying medicine? Do we need to use calculus when collecting money in the future?" With this thought, Murin Tristan mentally cursed the female direct relatives within eighteen generations of the person who had decided to offer the higher - mathematics course. He wasn''t interested in those beyond eighteen generations. He didn''t want to accidentally reach the era of apes. Although Murin Tristan was a lecher, he wasn''t that "adventurous."


    Lying in bed, thinking about how to spend the rest of the day, Murin Tristan finally decided to go to the night market. He hadn''t gone out for fun in a long time. Strolling in the night market was a great way to kill time. Maybe there would be unexpected surprises on the way there and back, especially when the bus was crowded. If you had experience and found the right spot, when the bus braked suddenly, there might be a pair of, well, female - specific "feeding" things hitting your face. Of course, the "open - minded" Murin Tristan wouldn''t mind such an "accident" at all.

 Chapter 4: The Streetwalkers

    Shangjing City is also a city filled with beautiful women. It has always been one of Murin Tristan''s favorite pastimes to stroll around the streets occasionally and admire the beauties, especially those dressed in a rather flirtatious manner. A womanizer is a great and selfless "professional," yet one that is not understood by people. Many women build their confidence through the burning gazes of womanizers, who stare at their attractive features. Although they often say "Disgusting!" in their mouths, if they really hated it, why would they wear such sexy clothes and show off in public? And they even dress more revealingly next time. Isn''t this being insincere?


    Murin Tristan thinks of himself as a helpful womanizer. He feels it is his duty to serve the people, especially those girls lacking in confidence. Even though this "job" is quite tiring - every time he returns to school, his eye - corner muscles twitch for several days because he keeps his eyes wide open for too long.


    It''s nearly September now, and early autumn has arrived. However, the weather in Shangjing City is still unbearably hot. With the hot weather, women naturally seize the few remaining opportunities in a year to show off their beautiful figures. So they are all dressed up beautifully, vying with each other in their charm, and wearing less and less fabric. This also suits Murin Tristan just fine. He couldn''t wish for more. In the appropriate season, one must do something meaningful accordingly, so as not to regret wasting one''s life. This is another principle of Murin Tristan''s way of life.


    He gets on the bus, takes out his wallet, and drops one yuan for the fare. Suddenly, Murin Tristan realizes that he only has three yuan and fifty cents left on him. Damn it! He clearly remembered having more than a hundred yuan. Oh right, the day before yesterday, his fourth roommate was short of money when he wanted to go to a hotel with a talented girl to explore the art of the human body. So he borrowed a hundred yuan from Murin Tristan, and now there''s almost no money left. It takes at least one more bus transfer to get to the Pedestrian Street, where there are the most beautiful women. After the round - trip, he''ll only have fifty cents left. And he didn''t bring his bank card with him. What about dinner? He hasn''t eaten or drunk anything since noon.


    This inauspicious start makes Murin Tristan very frustrated, and his good mood is completely ruined. If he goes back to get money, it will be too troublesome. The school is neither too big nor too small, but it takes more than an hour to go back and forth. By then, his "enthusiasm" for looking at beautiful women will probably be completely worn out.


    "Ah!" Murin Tristan suddenly feels dizzy, as if the end of the world is coming. He hugs his head in pain. It''s so rare to have such a good mood. This is really annoying! He deeply regrets now that he didn''t have enough money when he needed to spend it.


    Seeing his crazy appearance, several people nearby think of the rabies that is prevalent in the urban area. They can''t help but take a few steps back, for fear of being bitten by Murin Tristan at any moment.


    Finally, as a compromise, Murin Tristan decides to change his destination to the All - Night Street, where no bus transfer is needed. Although the number and quality of beautiful women there can''t compare with those on the Pedestrian Street, it can still barely satisfy his visual and imaginative enjoyment.


    The traffic in Shangjing City is good today, even smoother than the stool after taking anti - diarrhea medicine. Murin Tristan gave up his seat on the bus, hoping for a romantic encounter. Now he''s so angry that he''s secretly cursing those dedicated traffic police in his heart. Why are they so dedicated while getting such a meager salary?If you come across this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    The All - Night Street is not a place without night. Instead, it refers to its time concept, where there is no distinction between day and night, and it''s equally lively around the clock. In the All - Night Street, all shops, supermarkets, and entertainment venues operate 24 hours a day. As long as you want, you can come to play or shop at any time. No matter when, it''s one of the liveliest places in Shangjing City, and it''s also very suitable for people who like to have a nightlife. Of course, if you want to come to the All - Night Street to play, you''d better have a certain amount of money in your pocket. The consumption here is not low. People like Murin Tristan, who come here purely to look at beautiful women, are as rare as trilobites, simple - minded creatures in this world.


    "Hey, handsome guy, want to have some fun?" A woman with a slender figure, leaning against the door and dressed so revealingly that even Murin Tristan feels a bit embarrassed for her, throws a coquettish glance at him. Murin Tristan''s eyes naturally fall on her sexy parts, which are exposed for the "convenience" of the public. Good things are a waste not to look at. This is one of Murin Tristan''s principles of life, and an important one at that.


    The ambiguous pink light shines on the woman, making her look extremely... well, slutty!


    Murin Tristan''s heart beats faster. However, this kind of "fun" requires RMB. Moreover, he''s not so desperate that he would lose his virginity, which has accompanied him for nearly twenty years, to a streetwalker. At least it should be a lady from a star - rated hotel. So he can only sigh in vain at the sight of the prostitute.


    At least half of the All - Night Street is occupied by brothels. Most of the remaining places are entertainment venues, such as discos, bars, dance halls, game arcades, Internet cafes, hotels, guesthouses, teahouses, KTV boxes, and so on. Under the neon lights, the All - Night Street looks extremely mysterious. All kinds of well - dressed pedestrians come and go in an endless stream. The men look sanctimonious, and the women look bashful, hiding themselves behind masks. But everyone knows who the people coming to this kind of place are.


    There is a law summarized by idle people: the more degenerate a place is, the more beautiful women there usually are. The All - Night Street is one of the examples that verify the correctness of this law. The numerous beautiful women make Murin Tristan''s eyes busy. He just wishes his heartless mother, who abandoned him, had given him four eyes.


    Although most of these women are coquettish, in Murin Tristan''s eyes, as long as they are beautiful enough, he doesn''t care about their character. He opens his eyes wide and looks at the flirtatious beauties constantly going in and out of various places. On the street, there are streetwalkers boldly soliciting business and customers haggling over prices. Even the music floating in the air seems to carry the flavor of lust and desire. Besides the fairly good - looking prostitutes, there are also higher - class and more elegant ladies. They walk slowly out of hotels and guesthouses with swaying hips, get into a car, and then drive away from the All - Night Street with a "whoosh." Murin Tristan envies them very much. If he were a rich man with a car and lots of money, he would surely find a beautiful prostitute and enjoy such a wonderful life. But when he touches his empty wallet, Murin Tristan''s beautiful dream shatters like a beautiful and fragile soap bubble.


    Murin Tristan has walked back and forth on the All - Night Street several times and is already starving. As the saying goes, "When one is well - fed and warm, one starts to think of lust." It can be seen from this that lust is based on being well - fed and warm. Now, Murin Tristan, who hasn''t solved the dinner problem yet, feels his desires ebbing away like the tide. It''s time to find a place to have dinner. Murin Tristan is surprised to find that there are many fewer people on the street. He looks at his watch. It''s only a little after eleven o''clock. Usually, at this time, the All - Night Street has just started to get busy.


    The weather is unusually stuffy. It''s so hot that Murin Tristan has a faint premonition that something is going to happen, but he doesn''t think much about it.

 Chapter 5: The Rainstorm

    The Strange - Flavor Noodle Shop was an alternative eatery on the high - end and bustling Never - Night Street. All the noodles in this shop were priced at two and a half coins each, regardless of the type. Usually, people with some money on hand would look down on such a low - class place to eat. However, the noodles here were so delicious, with novel cooking methods and unique flavors that it still attracted a large number of customers.


    Murin Tristan didn''t care about the place being high - end or low - end, especially since he didn''t have much money. He threw a crumpled two - and - a - half - coin bill onto the counter and said feebly, "Lao Huang, bring me a bowl of beef noodles. Make sure the bowl is big, there''s plenty of meat, the scallions are fresh, the soup is thick, and add a lot of chili."


    When the boss saw Murin Tristan, a smile spread across his face. "You really have a lot of demands!" Rarely would a boss talk to a customer in such a tone, but it wasn''t strange. Murin Tristan and the boss were very familiar with each other. Ever since Murin Tristan''s first year at university in Shangjing and his first visit to Never - Night Street, he had always come to the Strange - Flavor Noodle Shop to eat.


    The boss was called Lao Huang. Murin Tristan didn''t know his real name. Since everyone else called him that, he followed suit without delving too deep. Lao Huang looked like a serious and gentle middle - aged man. He wore a pair of thick glasses and resembled a literati more than a restaurant owner. There was always a kind smile on his face that made people feel as warm as coming home. However, Murin Tristan knew that this guy was definitely of the same kind as him. Whenever a beautiful female customer entered or left the store, his eyes would quickly scan their chests and buttocks in a split - second, and then he would retract his gaze as if nothing had happened, with the smile still on his face.


    His skillful cover - up couldn''t deceive Murin Tristan, who was extremely sensitive to lecherous vibes, even more so than a dog. Since his first day at the Strange - Flavor Noodle Shop, Murin Tristan had seen through his true nature but never exposed it. Lao Huang seemed to understand that Murin Tristan saw through his false front, and the two had an unspoken understanding. Perhaps because of this delicate relationship or because they were like - minded, they were especially close. When they had time, they would even grab a bottle of beer and chat about topics that could easily excite men.


    Murin Tristan was surprised to find that there were not many customers in Lao Huang''s shop today, but he didn''t ask. After all, it wasn''t something an owner would like to talk about.


    Lao Huang didn''t seem unhappy about the poor business. While cooking the noodles, he casually asked, "Kid, went to ''appreciate the scenery'' again?"


    "Appreciating the scenery" was a code word for strolling on Never - Night Street to admire beautiful women, a term only understood by lechers like Lao Huang and Murin Tristan, who had reached a "professional" level.


    "Yeah, I''m starving. Hurry up, Lao Huang!"


    "Okay, coming right up!"


    Before long, Lao Huang brought out a bowl of steaming beef noodles that smelled delicious. There were a few strands of green scallions and purplish - brown beef slices floating on it, which looked very appealing. Besides the great taste, Lao Huang''s noodles also had an attractive color and aroma, which was one of the reasons why his shop was so popular.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    At the moment, Murin Tristan didn''t have the time to appreciate it. Filling his stomach was the top priority. He picked up his chopsticks and started wolfing down the noodles. After taking a big bite of the smooth noodles and feeling a bit full, Murin Tristan raised his head, let out a long sigh, and said with a satisfied expression, "Lao Huang, after eating your beef noodles, the beef in other places doesn''t even seem like it comes from a cow."


    The smile on Lao Huang''s face grew wider. Many people came to the shop to eat noodles and praised the food, but only Murin Tristan could flatter him so comfortably. It made him feel great, and Murin Tristan always came up with new ways to compliment him. Lao Huang couldn''t help but grin and laugh heartily, "Kid, I think your flattery skills are almost as good as my noodles."


    "Woof!" Murin Tristan, who was enjoying his meal, was startled by the sudden bark.


    He looked down and saw a scruffy, dirty little white dog that had somehow come to his side. The dog was wagging its tail, clearly hungry.


    Murin Tristan stretched out his right foot as if to kick it. "Scram! I can barely get enough to eat myself."


    The little dog moved aside a bit but still didn''t give up. It continued to wag its tail and look at Murin Tristan.


    Feeling sorry for it, Murin Tristan sighed and reluctantly picked out some noodles from his bowl and threw them on the ground. "That''s all I can give you."


    The little dog approached the noodles on the ground, sniffed twice, but then walked away and continued to look up at Murin Tristan.


    Murin Tristan was almost furious. He pointed at the dog and cursed, "You ungrateful mutt! I''m still eating, and you''re being picky?" After scolding for a couple of sentences, he softened his heart and threw a few pieces of beef.


    The little dog swallowed the beef almost without chewing. It was clearly starving. After eating, it immediately barked at Murin Tristan again.


    Murin Tristan hardened his heart and ignored it. But after a while, his compassion got the better of him, and he picked out a few more pieces of beef for the dog. Fortunately, Lao Huang had put a lot of meat in the bowl. Otherwise, other customers would have finished it already.


    As he kept throwing pieces of meat, when Murin Tristan wanted to eat a piece himself, he found that there was only noodles and vegetables left in the bowl. Angry, he gulped down the remaining noodles and soup in one go. At this time, he realized that he was the only one left in the store. When he walked out of the store, he was even more surprised. Never - Night Street, which was always bustling, had become deserted. There were only a few people on the street, and they were all in a hurry. Many stores had closed, and those that hadn''t were pulling down their shutters. It was unheard - of for the stores on Never - Night Street, which probably had never been locked since they opened, to close collectively.


    The air was extremely stuffy, making it almost hard to breathe. Occasionally, there were a few dull thunderclaps. The sky was pitch - black, and thick black clouds were rolling towards the city sky, as if it was a bad omen before the appearance of demons. The neon lights seemed much dimmer.


    Murin Tristan took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "What on earth is going on?"


    Lao Huang said in surprise from the store, "Didn''t you know? The announcements on the streets and buses have been playing several times. There''s an emergency weather forecast. There will be a sudden heavy thunderstorm tonight, accompanied by strong winds of level six..."


    When Murin Tristan stared at beautiful women, he could be incredibly focused. He probably wouldn''t notice a mere announcement, not even if the mountains collapsed or the world was ending. But now he was shocked and exclaimed, "Damn it! Why didn''t you tell me earlier?" He rushed towards the bus stop in a hurry. It was really a headache. He didn''t even have enough money to take a taxi.


    Lao Huang continued, "I heard that this rainstorm will last until tomorrow morning. Don''t go out during this time, or it will be dangerous. You won''t be able to make it back. Why don''t you stay at my place for the night... Hey, where''d he go?" Murin Tristan had already run off somewhere.

 Chapter 6: Encountering a Ghost

    Murlin Tristan became increasingly astonished as he witnessed the scene on the road. The usually bustling highway was now devoid of any vehicles or pedestrians.


    The wind grew stronger, kicking up sand and stones. The street trees groaned pitifully in the gale. A large raindrop hit Murlin Tristan on the head, followed by two, then three... In an instant, a downpour arrived, soaking Murlin Tristan''s clothes almost immediately. The small bus stop sign offered no shelter from the rain at all.


    "Damn it! What rotten luck!" Murlin Tristan couldn''t help but curse. After waiting at the bus stop for nearly ten minutes without seeing a single bus, he finally gave up his futile efforts. The buses for tonight had surely stopped running early.


    The rain grew heavier and more intense. Murlin Tristan could barely keep his eyes open. The rainwater streamed down his hair, eyebrows, nose bridge, and neck, making him extremely uncomfortable. The world was filled with a curtain of rain, boundless and vast. There were no buses, trucks, cars, bicycles, or even tractors. In such bad weather with visibility less than a meter even with the headlights on, no driver would risk their life. They had long parked their vehicles in safe places to avoid the rainstorm, and the owners had either gone home or were enjoying themselves elsewhere.


    In a fit of anger, Murlin Tristan walked straight out. There was no point in taking shelter anymore since his clothes were already soaked. With no cars on the road, he might as well strut in the middle of the highway and act tough for once. He comforted himself, thinking, "Well, I''m probably the first one to be this cool on this road since it was completed." His Forrest Gump spirit allowed him to put aside his annoyance for the moment, and he felt quite proud.


    The sky was pitch - black, terrifyingly so, like a huge beast with its mouth wide open, ready to devour people. Lightning flashed across the night sky like silver snakes, and the rumbling thunder never ceased. The gale howled, and the thick branches of the street trees were snapped off unwillingly amidst their cries of agony. The ground was littered with broken branches and leaves. Small streams quickly formed on the street, and garbage such as peels, paper bags, lunch boxes, and drink cans swirled in them. The wind - driven raindrops stung as they hit his body. Murlin Tristan was secretly shocked. What a powerful rainstorm! It might even be recorded in the history of Shangjing City.


    With a "pop," the streetlights along the street went out one by one, like toppling dominoes. Then, the brightly lit urban area gradually fell into darkness, and this situation spread to every corner in less than half a minute. Finally, the entire city was plunged into complete darkness! This was the first time Murlin Tristan had encountered a city - wide power outage since he came to Shangjing City. There were no cars or pedestrians on the street. All the shops were closed. The usually busy street had become empty, just like the desolate dead city in the famous horror movie *Resident Evil*. Even the bold - as - brass Murlin Tristan felt a bit creepy.


    At this moment, faint footsteps came from behind. Murlin Tristan was startled. Who would be this crazy to be out in this weather? Judging from the light footsteps, Murlin Tristan was sure that they didn''t belong to a human. And he hadn''t noticed anyone beside him before.


    The power outage, loneliness, the deathly silence, and the inexplicable phenomenon made a strange word pop up in Murlin Tristan''s mind: ghost? Summoning up his courage, he walked a few steps, his hair standing on end, and the faint footsteps followed closely behind.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    The old man who adopted Murlin Tristan firmly believed in ghosts and gods. His ideas had influenced Murlin Tristan to some extent. He had once told Murlin Tristan about ghost possession. A ghost that wanted to possess someone would follow the victim closely in a particularly dark and deserted place, ready to give a terrifying scare at any moment. Driven by fear, the victim would keep running forward, trying to get rid of the ghost. If lucky, they might just be toyed with by the ghost and manage to escape. But if unlucky, they would be confused and keep running back to the same place no matter how hard they tried. This would repeat until the victim''s mental state collapsed, and then the ghost would take advantage of the situation and seize their body.


    The current deserted and dark scene was exactly the same as the situation of ghost possession. Murlin Tristan''s scalp tingled, and he shouted, "My god!" Then he turned around and started running like crazy. When life is at stake, human potential is limitless. Murlin Tristan ran at a speed close to that of a world - class long - distance running champion for five minutes. His breathing was heavier than a bull''s. He might even die of sudden death if he kept running. So he stopped. Before he could even catch his breath, the faint footsteps came again.


    Murlin Tristan was filled with dread, and he was more certain of his guess. The run just now, which was beyond his limits to save his life, was probably beyond the reach of most people. But the "thing" behind him not only caught up but seemed to do it with ease. It seemed that this evil ghost wasn''t going to let him go.


    After all, he was a very bold person. Knowing that he couldn''t escape, a fierce thought came to him. His mind worked quickly, and he immediately came up with a battle plan. "Whether it''s a human or a ghost, I won''t just sit here and wait to die. Hmm, I''ll suddenly turn around and shock it. While it''s stunned, I''ll hit it with a left uppercut and then use my right hand to... ''Steal the peach'' and crush its balls... Ouch, what if it''s a female ghost?"


    This was Murlin Tristan''s most common fighting tricks since childhood. Just like Cheng Yaojin''s three - move fighting style, it was simple but always effective. However, all his opponents were men. Murlin Tristan would never stoop to using such a move on a weak woman. But in horror movies, the most common and ferocious ghosts were usually female ghosts full of resentment. The one behind him was very likely to be female, so this "peach - stealing" move wouldn''t work. Murlin Tristan was in a difficult situation. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and thought, "Damn it! I''ll treat male and female ghosts the same. I''ll just change it to the ''Dragon Claw Hand'' and crush her... "


    After formulating the plan, Murlin Tristan let out a loud shout and turned around. His left uppercut shot out with great force, but unfortunately, this sure - to - hit punch missed. There was nothing in front of him but countless raindrops like dense arrows. There wasn''t a single figure - or ghost figure.


    Murlin Tristan''s fierce heart suddenly sank like it had fallen into an ice cellar. If he couldn''t even touch the ghost, how could he fight back? Since he couldn''t escape or fight, he had to think of another way. Murlin Tristan immediately knelt down on the ground, his whole body trembling, and pleaded, "Ghost master, please be magnanimous and spare this poor guy. I have an elderly mother in her eighties and a baby waiting to be fed. I can''t leave them! At most, you can leave your address, and I''ll burn more money for you during the Qingming Festival."


    Murlin Tristan really had a thick skin. To save his life, he made up stories on the spot, suddenly having an old and a young relative. He even tried to bribe the ghost with money. As the saying goes, "Money can make the ghost turn the millstone." It seemed that money was very useful to ghosts.

 Chapter 7: The Black Hole

    After bowing and scraping for a long time without hearing the slightest sound, Murin Tristan summoned up his courage and opened his eyes. In the dark rain curtain, he saw a small white figure. Looking closely, he realized it was the little dog he had seen in the strange - smelling noodle shop.


    Murin Tristan suddenly understood. It had been this little thing all along. Because it was so short, he hadn''t noticed it before. And the dog''s footsteps were naturally very light, much faster than a person''s. After figuring this out, he heaved a sigh of relief and stood up. Remembering that he had almost been scared out of his wits by such a little dog, he felt rather embarrassed. Fortunately, no one had seen him, otherwise, they would surely laugh their heads off. His face turned green and then white, and he cursed, "Damn it, you scared me to death. Haven''t you eaten enough? I don''t have any money to buy you food anymore. Go on, go home." He muttered to himself for a while, not caring whether the dog could understand or not, and waved his hand as he continued walking forward.


    "Woof, woof." The little dog barked twice at Murin Tristan and still closely followed behind him. Murin Tristan thought for a moment and understood. This little dog was so dirty; it was probably a homeless stray dog abandoned by its cruel owner. Murin Tristan suddenly felt a sense of kinship. Its fate was so similar to his own. He had been abandoned by his parents right after he was born. Then the old man who adopted him passed away. He was all alone, with no relatives. Because of his reputation as a rascal, he didn''t have many friends either. Sigh.


    The more he thought about it, the more miserable he felt. He walked forward aimlessly, and the little dog stopped barking and just followed him closely. It was true that dogs were humans'' most loyal friends. After eating a few pieces of meat, it faithfully accompanied Murin Tristan as they wandered in the rainstorm.


    Staying in the rain all the time wasn''t a good idea. Murin Tristan went to knock on the doors of the hotels and guesthouses on the street, but there was no response at all. In such bad weather, and with no electricity, everyone had long since closed their doors and gone to rest. Moreover, even if the door was opened, he had no money to pay. He didn''t know when the rain would stop. And now the wind had picked up. Old Huang said it could reach up to level six, strong enough to blow a person away. He''d better find a place to take shelter first. Murin Tristan suddenly remembered that there was an overpass two streets away, and the bridge cave would be a perfect place. With this thought in mind, he immediately rushed towards it.


    In the vast sea of rain, a man and a dog walked quietly until the overpass came into sight. Looking at the dirty bridge cave, Murin Tristan felt extremely depressed. He never thought he would end up like this. But there was no better option at this point.


    Just as he was about to run over, suddenly, a huge "boom" sounded. A thunderclap exploded above his head, and the sound waves echoed loudly in the bridge cave. Murin Tristan was greatly frightened and took a long time to come back to his senses. The several extremely unlucky things that had happened to him today had pushed his patience to the limit. In a fit of rage, he pointed at the sky and cursed, "Damn you! If you have the guts, strike me dead!"


    "Boom!" An even louder thunderclap exploded above his head, and the earth shook in all directions. A bolt of lightning followed split a towering tree not far from the street in half. Amidst the huge rumbling sound, the tree fell in the middle of the road, and the broken branches and leaves splashed with water, which was really astonishing.


    Murin Tristan''s ears were buzzing from the shock, and he was temporarily deaf. Frightened, he hunched over, and his voice became weaker. He stammered, "Well, maybe you''d better not strike me for now. I''m still a virgin. It would be such a waste..." Thinking of what Shawbina had said, "You pervert, one day you''ll be struck dead by lightning," he felt uneasy and kept chanting, "Amitabha, Amitabha. You can''t take a woman''s words seriously." As he chanted, he started running towards the overpass. This rainstorm was no joke. It could cost him his life at any moment.Support the creativity of authors by visiting Royal Road for this novel and more.


    Suddenly, a silver light flashed, illuminating Murin Tristan''s face as white as snow. For a moment, even the entire street was as bright as day. Murin Tristan was stunned and stopped. Then he saw a sight he had never seen before.


    Nine thick bolts of lightning appeared simultaneously from all directions in the sky. This alone wasn''t enough to make Murin Tristan stop in his tracks. What was truly amazing was that they all collided at the same point above his head at the same time. They refused to yield to each other, and as they fought fiercely, sparks flew everywhere, like a small sun the size of a fist, making a hissing sound of electricity. In an instant, it illuminated the surroundings so brightly that everything was clearly visible.


    Murin Tristan stared at this once - in - a - millennium wonder with his mouth wide open. The next moment, he noticed that the spark ball disappeared, and the world once again became chaotic. However, at the intersection of the lightning, a small black dot appeared. This small black dot was extremely strange, even blacker than the night, and it made Murin Tristan feel a little cold.


    The moment the black dot appeared, Murin Tristan had a faint feeling that something was wrong. He instinctively wanted to stay away. The little dog that had been following him quietly suddenly started barking wildly. Animals had an extremely sensitive sense of danger, and Murin Tristan knew this very well. Without hesitation, he started running.


    He had only run a few steps when he was horrified to feel a strange suction force behind him. Murin Tristan resisted his curiosity and didn''t look back. He just kept running forward desperately. However, this suction force quickly increased, and Murin Tristan soon found that he could only stay in place. What was even worse was that the next moment, he was sucked into the air, as if he was being hung by an invisible rope. In a panic, Murin Tristan looked back. The source of the powerful suction force was the small black dot caused by the lightning. To be more precise, it should be a small black hole because it had now expanded to a diameter of five meters.


    Black hole!


    This mysterious scientific term suddenly popped into Murin Tristan''s mind, almost scaring him unconscious. He had never heard of a black hole being formed by the collision of lightning. But then again, there had probably never been a case of nine bolts of lightning colliding at the same time in human history, so it was impossible to verify.


    Compared with the black holes described in science - fiction books that could swallow everything, including light, this black hole seemed a bit different. It only swallowed living things because the little dog was also sucked up with Murin Tristan, whining, while dead things on the ground like garbage, branches, leaves, stones, and rainwater remained as they were.


    According to scientists'' speculation, objects that entered a black hole might be transported to the other side of the earth, or they might appear in any corner of the universe. What''s more, it might even be a time - travel tunnel that could send people back to ancient times or into the future...


    But all of these were just speculations. Among these speculations, an inevitable possibility was that if a person, instead of a dead object, entered the black hole, they were very likely to lose their life.


    "Losing one''s life" was just a polite way of saying it. In plain terms, it meant dying. Thinking that he might die, Murin Tristan could no longer bear the fear in his heart and let out a heart - rending scream, "Help!"


    But this phrase, which humans used most frequently when in danger, was clearly in vain. Not to mention that no one could hear his cry in such a heavy rainstorm, even if they did, there was no way to rescue him. Rescuing someone from under a black hole? That was a joke. They would probably end up losing their own lives.


    Murin Tristan watched despairingly as he got farther and farther away from the ground. Since he was a child, he had always envied birds that could fly freely in the sky and had hoped that one day he could experience that wonderful feeling. Now his wish had come true, but he felt like crying. He struggled desperately, but he had no power to resist. The black hole quickly swallowed his feet first. There was no pain, no numbness, and no feeling at all. Murin Tristan felt as if his brain had completely lost contact with the nerves in his feet, as if they weren''t even part of his body. Then his legs and body lost their senses one by one. The little dog was right beside him. Murin Tristan reached out his hand as if he had seen a life - saving straw, trying to pull it towards him. But his hand was stretched straight, and he still couldn''t reach it by a little bit. Murin Tristan was completely hopeless. Then the black hole quickly swallowed his entire body, and the little dog disappeared almost at the same time. Then the black hole gradually shrank until it completely disappeared.


    The rainstorm continued to pour down, and the wind continued to howl, as if nothing had happened.

 Chapter 8: Heaven

    "Quack, quack!" Cold sweat kept rolling down Murin Tristan''s body. He had a nightmare in which he was torn to pieces by a huge two - headed monster covered in scales and spitting fire.


    This dream was so vivid that Murin Tristan, still feeling scared, subconsciously touched the area of his heart. He could feel it pounding fiercely. Only then did he heave a big sigh of relief and laughed at himself. How could there be a two - headed monster in this world?


    After calming down, Murin Tristan finally remembered what had happened last night. He quickly looked around to see where that damned black hole had sent him.


    The sky was so blue that it was intoxicating, stretching as far as the eye could see, as pure as a virgin without the slightest flaw. This was the best compliment Murin Tristan could think of to describe this sky. Although he didn''t know where he was, he was sure it wasn''t Shangjing City. Shangjing City, that heavy - industry city where the sun was rarely seen, didn''t have such a beautiful sky. Under his feet was a stretch of ankle - high grassland, as green as oil, and it seemed to have no end. The cool breeze blew the grass in waves, and a fresh plant scent wafted towards him. The clear chirping of several unknown insects was like the sound of playing a musical instrument, which was very pleasant. The air was extremely fresh, and Murin Tristan couldn''t help but take a few more deep breaths. He thought to himself, could this be a prairie? It''s really nice, even more beautiful than what he saw on TV!


    In the distance, a wisp of cooking smoke slowly rose from the horizon. Murin Tristan was overjoyed. He knew very well what cooking smoke meant: where there was cooking smoke, there were usually people! He immediately quickened his pace in that direction.


    About half an hour later, the place where the cooking smoke was rising came into view: it was a small town with Western classical features, similar to the style of medieval Europe. The material of the road was not the most common cement, but rather large, hard bluestones. They were simple and elegant, and very clean. There were many stone carvings on the street: beautiful female angels with wings, knights riding on the backs of monsters, ferocious - looking demons, and mages holding magic wands... Their curves were very smooth and soft, and they were so lifelike that they were a pleasure to behold. The main part of the street was made up of various uniquely - shaped and characteristic buildings, lined up closely together. Although they were arranged tightly, there was no sense of congestion at all. It would be more appropriate to say that the designer was an artist rather than an architect. His unrestrained thinking was amazing. Using bold techniques, he ingeniously made the most of the limited space.


    Taking his eyes off the buildings, Murin Tristan finally noticed that the people in the town were dressed very strangely. Generally speaking, according to the mainstream of their clothing, they could be divided into more than a dozen types:


    The first type: They wore coarse - cloth clothes with wide sleeves, which had a bit of an ancient - costume flavor. This type accounted for the vast majority.


    The second type: They looked somewhat like gladiators in ancient Rome, wearing strange - shaped armors, some made of steel, some of bronze, and others of unknown materials. They all carried swords and guns. Generally, these people were relatively strong - of course, this was only in comparison to men. It wasn''t very appropriate to describe women as "strong". The female warriors were valiant and had a unique masculine charm. Their armors were also much lighter and more beautiful.


    The third type: They were strange people wrapped in wide robes and wearing pointed hats. Since they almost hid their entire bodies inside the clothes, with only a pair of eyes showing, it was very difficult to tell their genders from their appearance. Their bodies seemed to be relatively thin. These people all held a short staff with a beautiful gem inlaid on the top. Judging from the way they walked freely, it wasn''t for helping them walk due to foot problems. What the staff was for remained unknown.


    If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.The fourth type: Similar to Leon, who people had been talking about earlier, they all held long weapons and shields and rode on horses. To be more precise, they should be called mounts because some people were riding on unknown beasts instead of horses.


    The fifth type: They were also wrapped in robes and held short staffs, somewhat similar to the second type. However, their robes were not too loose, and they were all white robes. They didn''t wear hats either. The biggest feature was that they were all women and looked very holy, somewhat like nuns in the human world.


    The sixth type: Among the more than a dozen types of people, this group was relatively the closest to the normal dressing in the human world, but only relatively. They wore tight - fitting black clothes, all in black, and some even covered their faces with black scarves. If they appeared at night in the human world, they would easily be beaten up. There was no way around it; they really looked like thieves. There were both men and women in this group. Although their faces couldn''t be seen, it was easy to tell from their figures.


    Murin Tristan''s soul apparently hadn''t been purified just because he might have come to heaven. His eyes habitually fell on the plump breasts, round hips, and, well, beautiful legs of the women in tight - fitting clothes. When his eyes wandered to the outer thighs of these women with graceful figures, he was suddenly shocked because there was a sharp dagger attached to the weapon sheath on their thighs. Goodness! Female bandits?


    The seventh type: They were dressed in light armor, and the biggest feature was that they carried arrow quivers on their backs. Their weapons were naturally bows or crossbows.


    The eighth type: They wore fluttering cloaks, with their bare arms covered in unknown spells, which looked a bit disgusting.


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    Murin Tristan almost burst out laughing. Why were these people dressed so strangely?


    The others also looked at Murin Tristan, this unexpected guest, with strange eyes, pointing and whispering. Some women even covered their mouths and snickered.


    The term "alternative" refers to people or things that are different from the norm. Murin Tristan found that he unfortunately met all the criteria: he was wearing jeans and a T - shirt, and no one else was dressed like him. What was more embarrassing was that his clothes had gotten extremely dirty during the rainstorm, and he could almost be called a brother to a beggar.


    Murin Tristan was very embarrassed. What on earth was this place? Judging from the architectural style, it seemed to be Western Europe. But he had never heard of any country in Western Europe where people dressed so strangely. Or could it be a country in the Americas? Murin Tristan fell into deep thought.


    "Tap, tap." The rapid sound of horse hooves sounded on the street, getting closer and closer. When Murin Tristan was awakened by the sound, a huge black shadow had already appeared in front of him, carrying a strong momentum and pressure.


    Murin Tristan almost instinctively rolled to the side. The black shadow galloped past the place where he had just been standing, bringing up a strong gust of wind.


    Murin Tristan got up from the ground in a dishonest manner. He was just about to curse with his most frequently used swear word, "Damn it!" when his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs almost popped out. The thing that had just rushed past was a snow - white horse. What shocked Murin Tristan was not the horse''s tall and magnificent appearance, but the fact that it had a pair of white wings growing on its back!


    A winged horse? In Western mythological legends, many gods used winged horses to pull their chariots. However, the one riding on this winged horse was not a god, but a mighty knight in golden battle armor, holding a white spear and a round shield. Behind him followed more than a dozen people in various costumes, each riding on a mount, but they were not horses. They were all kinds of unknown monsters, and there were even some with three or six legs, and they were very fast.


    Murin Tristan stood there dumbfounded by the roadside, his eyes fixed on the winged horse and the group of people as they gradually disappeared. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something. Had he died and failed to escape misfortune in that damned black hole?


    Was this heaven?

 Chapter 9: The Pigman

    This guess seemed highly likely. There were no vulgar high - rise buildings here, nor were there the constant streams of cars. Moreover, the exquisitely crafted buildings around him were so wonderful that they seemed out of this world, and they indeed resembled the legendary heaven to a great extent. Coupled with that iconic winged horse just now, everything seemed to confirm his suspicion. Suddenly, Murin Tristan remembered that he wasn''t a religious person. Perhaps this was the biggest mistake he made during his lifetime. Non - believers might not receive good treatment after arriving in heaven. Thinking of this, he felt extremely regretful.


    However, heaven didn''t seem to be as wonderful as he had imagined. Peace? Unity? Brotherhood? Just looking at that knight from before, he was arrogant and overbearing, and he almost caused a traffic accident. Murin Tristan thought sourly, and his impression of heaven dropped significantly. But he didn''t dare to swear anymore. What if that knight was a messenger of God, with great supernatural powers and perhaps even abilities like "clairvoyance" and "clairaudience"? If he heard Murin Tristan cursing him, the consequences would be unthinkable.


    Learning about his own death wasn''t exactly a pleasant thing, and Murin Tristan felt a bit sad, but this feeling quickly disappeared. Well, if he was dead, then so be it. Anyway, he didn''t have any relatives in the world. He seemed to be a superfluous person. Teachers saw him as a thorn in their side, and in the eyes of beautiful women, he had the image of a hooligan. He didn''t have any friends who he could consider close - knit and trustworthy. Those guys in the dormitory were, at best, just drinking buddies. The lives of those around him probably wouldn''t change in the slightest because of his absence. Suddenly, Shawbina''s extremely beautiful face flashed through his mind. Maybe she would be an exception. This was a rather strange thought. Although he had always molested her on a daily basis, he somehow felt that this kind - hearted beauty would be a bit sad about his disappearance. Alas, he should have treated her better. Well, he should have molested her less.


    ¡°#•£¤%¡­¡­¡ª¡± People who saw the winged horse galloping by were exclaiming. They were speaking a very strange language that Murin Tristan had never encountered before. However, he was surprised to find that he could understand them. What they said meant: "Leon Alpha!" Murin Tristan became even more convinced that he was in heaven. Only in heaven could such an incredible thing happen. (For the convenience of expression, Chinese will be used directly hereafter.)


    "The youngest young master of the Alpha family, the youngest silver knight in the history of the Sayayelu Magic and Martial Arts Academy. It is said that he will soon be promoted to a gold knight." Leon Alpha should be the name of that arrogant knight just now. However, what caught Murin Tristan''s attention was the word "family". Did heaven also have families? Academy? Just hearing this word gave him a headache. Did he still have to study after death? And those gold knights and silver knights, he had no idea what they were.


    "His internship test in this semester at the academy is to eliminate that ferocious C + - level magic beast, the Fire - Eyed Leopard, in the Wild Forest on the east side of our town. But more people say that he came here to pursue Lendis, one of the campus beauties."


    "Many people say that Lendis is very beautiful. It''s a pity that I haven''t seen her yet."


    "Wow, he''s so handsome! And so strong!" The screams came from a group of crazy girls who adored Leon, somewhat like the star - chasers in the human world. A brave knight on a horse was exactly the ideal prince charming in the hearts of girls.


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    After admiring Leon''s demeanor, people''s eyes naturally fell on Murin Tristan, who was the most conspicuous. Although Murin Tristan was quite confident in the thickness of his skin, he still felt extremely uncomfortable under the gazes of hundreds of people, who looked at him like visitors in a zoo looking at a monkey. He cursed in his heart: Damn it, what are you looking at? What a fuss. Weren''t you the same when you first came here?


    There happened to be a store on the street. Well, it should be a bar because there was a small wine - glass logo on a blue plaque above it. The longer he stayed, the more he felt that heaven had many similarities to the human world. Murin Tristan rushed in.The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement.


    This was an old - fashioned bar. It wasn''t very big, with only a dozen or so tables, but it had a lot of charm. The tables, chairs, counter, floor, and even the walls were made of an unknown dark - brown fragrant wood. A white gem on the ceiling emitted a soft, non - glaring light. Guests sat in groups of three or five. In their transparent glass cups were dark - green liquids. The mellow aroma of wine and the strong smell of roasted meat formed a sharp contrast, easily whetting people''s appetites. Murin Tristan was secretly surprised. He never expected that a bar in heaven would also serve barbecue. He couldn''t help but swallow his saliva.


    The guests in the bar were also a bit curious when they saw Murin Tristan barging in. However, after taking a few more glances, they ignored him. Fortunately, the people here had relatively high qualities, Murin Tristan thought. But the content of their conversations was very strange: magic beasts, promotions, spiritual energy, equipment, guilds... These were not the topics of money and women that Murin Tristan was most familiar with during his lifetime. Presumably, the topics in heaven were different from those in the human world.


    Well, what should he do next? It would be great if he could find the old man (the gate - keeper who picked him up and raised him). He was new here and didn''t understand anything. He didn''t even know if he needed to report somewhere. It was like having to register for a household in the human world when one was born. In heaven, he should be considered a new arrival. Also, the laws and regulations in heaven were really bad. Someone should have taken the initiative to settle him down as soon as he arrived, instead of making him make such a fool of himself. But since the situation was like this, Murin Tristan had no choice but to decide to find the "population registration office" on his own.


    Most of the people in the bar were chatting in groups, and it was not appropriate to disturb them. Fortunately, Murin Tristan saw a person sitting alone at the table behind him, burying his head in eating. He was extremely tall and burly. Even sitting down, he was taller than Murin Tristan standing up. Murin Tristan could only see his back. Unfortunately, his legs were a bit short, spoiling his otherwise powerful appearance.


    "Excuse me, sir." Murin Tristan patted him on the back.


    The man turned around, and when Murin Tristan saw his face, his eyes almost popped out again.


    A pig! It was a pig!


    If he just looked a bit ugly, Murin Tristan wouldn''t have been so shocked, but it was indeed a pig. Its two characteristic big ears were flapping, and the pig''s eyes scanned Murin Tristan''s body. Then it spoke: "What''s the matter?" It looked quite cool with its indifferent expression, if not for the two sharp tusks that were rather eye - catching.


    Lord, am I not dreaming? Murin Tristan was almost scared unconscious. It took him a long time to stammer: "A pig... a pig can talk!" He even overlooked the fact that it could walk upright, wear clothes, and drink alcohol.


    Upon hearing this, the pig got angry. It snorted twice, wrinkling its nose, and said extremely unhappily: "I''m the only orc pigman in the town. Please call me Percy the Warrior. Otherwise, I''ll challenge you to a duel."


    "All beings are equal, all beings are equal..." Murin Tristan kept chanting this sentence in his heart. Finally, he came back to his senses from the shock and reluctantly accepted the fact in front of him: "Well, brave Warrior Percy, please tell me how to get to the ''population registration office''. You know, the place where people, uh, we should go after we die." It felt very awkward for Murin Tristan to talk so politely to a half - pig, half - human guy. He just couldn''t get used to it for a while.


    Perhaps the word "brave" added by Murin Tristan made Percy feel a bit proud. His expression softened a little. He furrowed his pig like eyebrows and thought for a while, then said simply: "I don''t know." After that, he picked up a leg of some unknown animal and started gnawing on it. His mouth was full of grease, and he ignored Murin Tristan completely.


    Sigh, Murin Tristan had a terrible headache. That pig, oh, he should say that Warrior Percy''s brain was probably similar to that of his counterparts in the mortal world, so he couldn''t understand Murin Tristan''s words. He was an experienced person, well, an experienced pig. He shouldn''t not know where the registration office was.


    "Sir, please show me your professional badge so that I can serve you."


    A sexy waitress with a pair of long, pointed rabbit ears, wearing a fur coat with stripes, revealing her chest and belly button, and looking a bit like a bunny girl in adult videos, came to Murin Tristan''s side at some point. At the same time, her charming eyes were curiously sizing him up. There was no way around it. Murin Tristan''s clothes were really eye - catching.

 Chapter 10: Abandoned

    At this moment, Murin Tristan remembered that he was in someone else''s bar. It would be really awkward if he didn''t order anything. However, he had no money on him, and he didn''t even know what that "professional badge" was. Maybe it was something like an ID card.


    The management in this place was really strict. You even needed an "ID card" to drink alcohol. Helplessly, Murin Tristan said, "Sorry, I just arrived here. I came in just to ask where the population registration office is." At this time, Murin Tristan was in an awkward situation. Even though there was a beauty in front of him, he didn''t ogle her for the first time. After encountering so many strange things, he was already used to seeing a beauty with a pair of rabbit ears.


    The waitress said, "Do you mean the place for professional certification?"


    Murin Tristan had equated the concept of "professional certification" with "getting an ID card" in his mind. He said excitedly, "Yes, yes. Do you know where it is?"


    The waitress had a very strange expression: "Don''t you have a profession yet, sir?"


    Murin Tristan said, "Didn''t I just say that I just got here?"


    The waitress gave him a skeptical look and sized him up again. Then she said reluctantly, "There''s no professional certification office in the town. I''m afraid you have to go to the nearest Will City."


    Murin Tristan was surprised and asked, "Will City? Are there different towns in this place?" There were also families and other things. Murin Tristan thought it was really strange.


    The waitress frowned her beautiful eyebrows: "This place?"


    Murin Tristan said, "That''s right. This is heaven, isn''t it?"


    The waitress shook her head: "Although I don''t know where the ''heaven'' you mentioned is, I can tell you clearly that this is Green Town, under the jurisdiction of the Blue Moon Empire in the Divine Wind Continent."


    Murin Tristan was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "I thought I was humorous enough, but I didn''t expect you, miss, to be even more humorous than me." But seeing that the waitress didn''t seem to be joking, he suddenly felt something was wrong and asked cautiously, "Are you serious?"


    The waitress nodded seriously: "Yes."


    The unheard - of terms "Divine Wind Continent" and "Blue Moon Empire" made Murin Tristan feel extremely uneasy. The winged horse, the Alpha family, the pigman, the rabbit - eared waitress, the Sayayelu Academy, magic beasts... all those things he had never seen before and those terms he had never heard of flashed through Murin Tristan''s mind one by one. Suddenly, a terrible guess came to his mind and quickly took over his thoughts. If this were heaven, the people here shouldn''t have reacted so strangely when they saw his clothes. In the human world, his clothes were the most ordinary. Murin Tristan suddenly stood up from his seat and walked to another table in the bar. Three warriors were sitting there, chatting and boasting animatedly. The gray - armored warrior was gesturing wildly, spitting as he talked: "That Blue - Blooded Bear was really dangerous. If I hadn''t just learned the intermediate fire - attribute saber aura, I would have died on the spot. And..."


    Murin Tristan asked in a trembling voice, holding onto his last hope: "Please tell me! Is this heaven?"


    The gray - armored warrior was in the middle of his story and was very unhappy to be interrupted. Seeing Murin Tristan in ragged clothes, he said impatiently, "What heaven? Any idiot in the town knows that this is Green Town of the Blue Moon Empire. Sean¡ª" He shouted loudly.


    An old man who was settling the bill at the counter rushed out quickly, bowing and scraping: "Dear warriors, what can I do for you?"


    The gray - armored warrior pointed at Murin Tristan and said, "Tell him to leave. He''s in the way."Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.


    The old man Sean glanced at Murin Tristan''s clothes, frowned, and asked the waitress beside him, "Lorna, what about this gentleman..."


    Lorna said reluctantly, "He hasn''t gone through professional certification yet."


    Sean looked at Murin Tristan with the same strange look as Lorna just now. After hesitating for a while, he finally said politely, "Sir, I think you''d better go back to your table..."


    "Divine Wind Continent, Blue Moon Empire, Divine Wind Continent, Blue Moon Empire, Divine Wind Continent..." Murin Tristan stood in the store like a wooden statue, repeating the two terms with a blank look in his eyes. His mind had gone blank, and he felt a chill all over his body. After a while, he suddenly let out a yell, hugged his head, and rushed out of the bar.


    The gray - armored warrior cursed, "Crazy bastard! Old Sean, be more careful next time. Don''t let such a crazy person into the bar."


    Sean replied repeatedly, "Yes, yes."


    After leaving the bar, Murin Tristan kept running forward aimlessly. His terrible guess unfortunately came true: he was in another world!


    The most famous conjecture in the 22nd century - the main idea of the four - dimensional space theory proposed by Eklis, the greatest spatiotemporal scientist in human history: There are countless parallel spaces in the universe. Under normal circumstances, there is no connection between each space. However, under certain special and harsh conditions, it is possible for the matter in one space to jump into another parallel space.


    Anyone with a bit of knowledge has heard of the four - dimensional space theory. No matter how idle and unlearned Murin Tristan was, he was still a college student and had a certain understanding of it. But he never expected that he would become a witness to this theory, perhaps the first one.


    He ran at full speed for nearly ten minutes. Without realizing it, he had reached a grassland on the outskirts of the town. Murin Tristan''s knees went weak, and he could no longer hold on. He knelt down on the ground. He tried to get up, but his legs were so tired that they were almost numb and couldn''t move at all. Murin Tristan, who had been using running to numb himself, suddenly fell into despair. He roared hoarsely, "Damn it! Let me go back! Let me go back! Let me go back..."


    He kept punching the ground, not feeling the pain at all. Blood dripped from his palms continuously and fell onto the grass, forming a patch of bright red, which was really shocking. Along with the blood, there were also some glistening liquids.


    "Let me go back!" Murin Tristan raised his head to the sky and let out a loud roar. He saw the boundless blue sky, the extremely green grassland, the colorful wildflowers competing for beauty. He breathed in the fresh air, and the gentle breeze blew gently by, like the caress of a lover. Beside the grassland, a clear - bottomed stream flowed slowly. The water sparkled under the reflection of the setting sun. A group of fish were chasing and playing happily in the water. There were also several cute little animals like ducklings drinking water by the stream. They had round big eyes and furry bodies. They used their paws to help each other groom their fur, getting along very harmoniously... This world was so beautiful and full of life. However, Murin Tristan strongly missed the polluted sky on Earth, where the sun was rarely seen, the cold and heartless concrete buildings, and the people who cheated and fought each other for power, money, and women... No matter how ugly it was, it was still his hometown.


    But at this moment, he was mercilessly abandoned by his hometown. Being abandoned was such a sad thing. If Murin Tristan didn''t understand much when he was abandoned by his parents as a child, now he could feel that unforgettable pain. Why did God treat him like this? Murin Tristan knew very well that he wasn''t a good person. He was lazy, degenerate, shameless, and lewd. He was a bad student in the eyes of teachers, a scoundrel in the eyes of classmates, and a hooligan in the eyes of women. But besides that, had he done anything really immoral? Except for always molesting Shawbina a bit too much, there didn''t seem to be anything else. Many rich people were heartless and stingy, while he, who lived on a legacy insurance payment, would occasionally give alms to beggars on the street. Why did he have to receive such a harsh punishment? Since he was born, it seemed that God had never treated him kindly. First, his biological parents cruelly abandoned him. It was not easy to he had an old man who loved him, but soon God took the old man away. He grew up alone and had a hard time. After getting into college, he thought he could live an ordinary life, but misfortune came so quickly that he was kicked into a strange foreign land.


    This kind of thing was as illusory as a dream, yet it was real. The more Murin Tristan thought about it, the sadder he became. He kept pounding the ground with his hands until they were bloody and mutilated. He could only escape from reality through physical pain. He kept mumbling the same sentence: "Let me go back, let me go back..." His voice grew weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared. He was so tired that he fell asleep on the grass. The setting sun had already set, and the last ray of sunlight in the sky shone on his face. The desolate face of this young man looked so helpless at this moment.


    In his deep sleep, he never expected that the real dream had just begun at this moment.

 Chapter 11: The Badge

    When Murin Tristan was awakened by the growling of his protesting stomach, it was already night. The cute little animals from the day had disappeared, leaving only the occasional shrill cry like that of a night owl and the dull roars of wild beasts in the distance. It was eerily quiet all around, not a soul in sight. A wave of loneliness washed over him. Fortunately, the bright and gentle moonlight bathed him, driving away some of the solitude. Murin Tristan had always been fond of the moon; it guided people through the darkness. At that moment, he was astonished to notice that there were two full moons in the sky. One hung high in the middle, while the other had just risen from the west. They weren''t very far from the planet, and the outlines of the lunar ridges were faintly visible. People under the moonlight seemed to be in a dreamlike scene, which was incredibly beautiful.


    Murin Tristan slowly got up and made his way towards the town. After venting his emotions, he had to face reality. No matter how harsh it was, he had to accept it and find a way to survive. But first things first, he needed to fill his empty stomach.


    The center of Green Town was ablaze with lights. The streetlights were peculiar. Unlike the ones Murin Tristan was familiar with, they were clusters of lights in various shapes, floating in mid - air. Some were perfectly round like balls, some were diamond - shaped, triangular, or even irregular. They emitted a soft, colorful glow: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, violet, and some hues Murin Tristan couldn''t even name. It was truly beautiful. The color combinations in this world were far more diverse than those in his own, offering a much stronger visual treat. The sculptures from the day, made of some unknown stone, seemed to come alive at night. They were covered in a faint fluorescent light, and their eyes glowed bright red, creating an eerie yet exciting sight.


    Green Town was still bustling, even more so than during the day. It was as if there was a festival in full swing. People were celebrating everywhere. Many couples were sitting beside the stone sculptures, flirting boldly, kissing, hugging, and being rather affectionate, completely oblivious to others around them. From every bar came the characteristic smell of wine, the aroma of roasted meat, and the sound of people chatting and laughing loudly. The townspeople, caught up in the joyous frenzy, paid no attention to Murin Tristan in his strange attire.


    Murin Tristan licked his lips. He was starving, but the lack of a "professional badge" and his sense of being an outsider made him hesitate in front of every bar and restaurant. In the end, he chose to squat down next to a fearsome - looking demon statue with its claws outstretched. He just couldn''t bear the mocking and disdainful looks from people anymore.


    He had no idea how much time had passed. Murin Tristan couldn''t tell the time in this place. All he knew was that the moon that had been in the middle of the sky had set, and the one that had risen from the west was now in the middle. It was probably midnight. The noise in Green Town finally started to die down. People who had had their fill of fun came out of the bars in twos and threes, said their goodbyes, and headed home.


    The stores began to close. Murin Tristan knew he couldn''t wait any longer; otherwise, he''d have to go hungry all night. Even if he had to beg for food, he had to get something to eat. He never thought he''d end up in such a pitiful state. With a sigh, he thought of the old man Sean he''d seen during the day. The old man seemed nice, so Murin Tristan decided to ask him for help.


    Sean''s bar was called the Star - Moon Bar. Murin Tristan thought to himself that the old man had quite an elegant taste in naming it.Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.


    The Star - Moon Bar had also stopped operating. The rabbit - eared waitress Lorna was cleaning up the garbage left by the guests, such as fruit peels and roasted - meat bones. A woman with short sea - blue hair and a smooth, snake - like tail protruding from her plump buttocks was cleaning with her. Presumably, she was another waitress in the bar. Snakes were the animals Murin Tristan feared the most, but this woman didn''t repel him. Instead, the combination of her short sea - blue hair and the snake tail gave her an otherworldly charm.


    The two waitresses heard the footsteps and looked up simultaneously. When they saw the "madman" from the day, they were a bit taken aback.


    Murin Tristan said to Lorna, feeling extremely embarrassed, "Beautiful miss, hello. I need to talk to your boss about something. Is he here?"


    Lorna gave him a quick look and then shouted, "Boss, a gentleman is looking for you!"


    "Thump, thump, thump, thump." A flurry of hurried footsteps came from the wooden stairs behind the counter. Then Sean''s hoarse but energetic voice echoed down, "Coming right up!"


    And he really did come quickly. In less than five seconds, he appeared in front of Murin Tristan, though he was out of breath. After all, he was getting on in years, and his stamina wasn''t what it used to be. Such a rapid dash was quite a strain on him.


    Murin Tristan was touched that the boss was so eager to attend to his guests, but he felt a bit awkward since he was only here to ask for food.


    When Sean saw that it was Murin Tristan, the warmth on his face faded a bit. He said indifferently, "Sir, what can I do for you?"


    Asking for food in front of two beautiful women was really embarrassing. Murin Tristan said reluctantly, "Boss, could we talk privately?"


    Sean looked puzzled. "Talk privately?"


    Murin Tristan remembered that this was a code phrase in his world when there were secrets that shouldn''t be shared in public. People here wouldn''t understand it. So he rephrased it, "I have something I''d like to discuss with you alone. Is that okay?"


    Sean thought for a moment and then replied, "Well, please follow me."


    He led Murin Tristan to the living room on the second floor. The space wasn''t very large, but it was cozy. The all - wooden decor made it feel like they were in the heart of nature. There was a light - yellow carpet on the floor, and several pots of plants with bright green leaves and small milky - white fruits by the window gave off a fresh and pleasant scent. Murin Tristan thought to himself that the old guy really knew how to enjoy life.


    Sean closed the door and said, "There''s no one else here. You can speak freely."


    Murin Tristan hesitated for a moment, then finally summoned up the courage to say, "I have a small request. I was wondering if you could spare some food for me?" It was such a simple thing, but because of his pride, it felt as if he was engaged in some secretive underground - agent meeting. He was really embarrassed.


    To his surprise, after hearing this, Sean''s expression turned serious. He furrowed his bushy eyebrows, stood up, and started pacing back and forth in the living room, as if making a crucial decision. After a while, he sat down, looking extremely reluctant. "Sir, I''d love to help you, but you don''t have a professional badge. It''s against the regulations of the Consumers'' Union."


    Murin Tristan thought to himself that not having that darn professional badge was really a big headache. It was like in his world, without an ID card, you couldn''t stay in a proper hotel. The difference was that in the Divine Wind Continent, you needed this thing even to get a meal.


    Murin Tristan quickly made up a story. "I''m from a very remote village. It''s so far from the city that I haven''t been able to get a professional badge yet. But could you make an exception? To be honest, I''ve been starving for almost a day." Just then, his stomach rumbled loudly, as if to prove his words.


    Sean was skeptical. "Really? But at your age, you should have already gotten a professional badge."


    Murin Tristan said, "Our village is cut off from the rest of the world. There are a lot of things I don''t know, including how to get a badge."


    Sean let out an "oh". "Strange. Could the magic communication system be broken?"

 Chapter 12: Profession

    Although Murin Tristan had no idea what the magic communication system Sean mentioned was, judging from his tone, it seemed to be the reason why a certain village lost contact with other places. So he quickly replied, "Yes, yes, that''s it. It''s been damaged for many years. There are only a few people in our village, and no one is well - informed, so that''s why it''s like this."


    Sean''s suspicions were mostly dispelled, but he still looked hesitant. After a while, he rubbed his hands and said, "Sir, I can provide you with food, but you have to promise that you won''t tell anyone about this."


    Overjoyed, Murin Tristan was filled with gratitude. "Thank you. I will never forget your great kindness."


    Sean still wasn''t completely at ease. "Please swear in the name of Midilor, the God of Honesty. Only then can I fully believe you."


    Murin Tristan immediately raised his right hand. "Midilor, the God of Honesty, is watching over me. I swear that I will never tell anyone about what happened tonight. Otherwise, I will accept endless punishments!" Murin Tristan didn''t know how the oath - taking form in the Divine Wind Continent worked. However, the language style here was somewhat similar to that of the Western world. He had watched many Western movies, so he thought it would be okay to muddle through.


    Sean seemed quite satisfied. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked Murin Tristan, "Sir, may I know your name?"


    Murin Tristan thought for a moment and said, "I''m Rodi." Since his original name was too strange compared to others here, he made up a name on the spot.


    "Okay, Mr. Rodi, please follow me."


    Lorna and the other waitress had finished cleaning and were waiting for Murin Tristan so that they could close the store. Sean asked Murin Tristan to wait behind the counter. Then he went out of the store, carefully looked around, and when he saw no one, he turned back and said to the two waitresses, "Lisa, close the door immediately!"


    Lisa was the seductive waitress with a smooth tail on her buttocks. She was surprised and asked, "But what about this gentleman..."


    Sean interrupted her, "Hurry up. Don''t worry about that."


    Lisa was sensible enough not to ask more. She chanted a strange string of spells, and then the huge stone door on the top of the store, which was at least tens of centimeters thick and weighed over a thousand jin, slowly fell automatically.


    Murin Tristan watched all this in surprise from behind the counter. He never expected that a little waitress could be so extraordinary.


    After the stone door completely fell, Sean called Murin Tristan out and then said to Lorna beside him, "Get some roasted meat and Biyeling for this gentleman."


    Lorna didn''t ask any questions and directly went to get the things from behind the counter.


    Sean said to Murin Tristan, "Lorna and Lisa are like family to me. I treat them as my own daughters." The implication was that they were not outsiders, so Murin Tristan didn''t need to worry about tonight''s matter getting out.


    After a while, Lorna brought several large pieces of roasted meat and a small bottle of green liquid that gave off a strange fragrance, the same as what Murin Tristan had seen others drinking in the store today. It should be the "Biyeling" Sean mentioned.


    Murin Tristan couldn''t help but swallow hard. He stammered, "This, this..."


    Sean saw what he was thinking and smiled. "Mr. Rodi, please feel free to eat. We''ve already had our meal."


    Murin Tristan felt as if he had received an imperial edict. "Then I won''t be polite." He directly picked up the roasted meat with his hands and started wolfing it down. He had never realized before how unbearable the feeling of hunger could be. Besides being hungry, Sean''s roasted meat was really delicious. The crispy outer skin and the tender inner meat brought a great taste. After eating a few pieces of roasted meat, Murin Tristan''s throat felt a bit dry. He picked up the Biyeling that Lorna had poured for him and took a big sip.


    A slightly cool liquid with a strange fragrance flowed down his throat and rushed into his stomach. A feeling of comfort spread throughout his body, and every cell seemed to be cheering with joy.


    "Great!" Murin Tristan couldn''t help but exclaim. As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt that he was being rude. What was more embarrassing was that Sean, Lorna, and Lisa were all looking at him strangely.


    Murin Tristan scratched his head in embarrassment. "Sorry, but this Biyeling is really delicious."


    Sean smiled and said, "It''s my honor." For the owner of a bar, it was a matter of great pride when the food was praised by customers.


    Lisa giggled. "He eats even faster than Percy."


    When Lorna heard this, she saw the shiny oil on Murin Tristan''s mouth and couldn''t help but cover her mouth and laugh.


    Sean scolded, "Don''t be rude to Mr. Rodi!" But there was also a barely noticeable smile at the corner of his mouth, which clearly showed that he agreed with Lisa''s words.


    Murin Tristan could only force a couple of laughs to cover up his embarrassment. However, this made him feel a bit closer to the others.


    While eating, Murin Tristan pretended to be a naive young man who had just entered the world and asked Sean for advice. Finally, he got a preliminary understanding of this strange foreign world.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    The Divine Wind Continent wasn''t just a single piece of land; it also included the ocean and the sky. Simply put, it was the general name for the entire foreign world, just like people in Murin Tristan''s world called the place they lived "Earth".


    There were many kinds of intelligent creatures on the continent, such as humans, orcs, elves, barbarians, demon - beasts, dwarves, and asuras... They were all collectively referred to as "people". They differed in appearance, physique, personality, intelligence, and specialties. For example, barbarians were the strongest of all races, with innate strength and the ability to lift a huge weight. Orcs were half - human, half - beast creatures. Percy, whom Murin Tristan had seen before, was one of them. Their intelligence was relatively lower than that of other races, but they were still an essential part of the continent. Elves usually had a strong ability to sense and use magic and mostly worked as mages. Demon - beasts belonged to the category of advanced intelligent beasts and could transform into human forms...


    Where there were people, there were always countries and classes. There were large and small countries on the Divine Wind Continent. For example, the Blue Moon Empire where Murin Tristan was located was in the middle of the continent. It was a large country mainly composed of humans. There was also the Mecca Empire in the north, the City of Wild Sands in the Death Desert, and the island country of Saro in the Dalane Sea...


    The next - level unit of a country was a city. Cities could be classified into four - level cities, three - level cities, two - level cities, one - level cities, and super - cities according to their area. The four - level cities were the smallest, and the size increased in order, with super - cities being the largest. The smaller units under a city were towns, which were classified as small towns, medium - sized towns, and large towns, also based on area. The smallest unit was naturally a village, and villages had no classification.


    The basic survival conditions for humans were food, clothing, and shelter, with food being the most important. People regarded food as their prime want. Without food, people couldn''t survive. In the human society Murin Tristan came from, money was what most people chased after all their lives, but money was just an extended form of food. However, people on the Divine Wind Continent didn''t have to worry too much about food because crops grew very quickly. With the magic of planting warlocks, the growth rate was even more astonishing, more than ten times faster than on Earth. The growth of many domestic animals for food was about eight times faster than on Earth.


    It seemed that there was an endless supply of material resources, and the environment was beautiful and suitable for living. Everything seemed perfect - if it weren''t for the Warcraft riots that occurred once every three years. Besides the people living in towns and villages, there were countless Warcraft on the Divine Wind Continent. They lived in uninhabited wildernesses, forests, high mountains, mountains, oceans, lakes, and other places. Most of them were fierce and dangerous. Fortunately, under normal circumstances, they wouldn''t easily attack human settlements such as towns.


    Since there was a normal situation, there were also special cases. Every three years, a large - scale Warcraft riot would break out on the continent, lasting for a year. During this period, the Warcraft became even more ferocious and powerful, and there would be mutated, highly intelligent ones that became their leaders. These leaders would organize the other Warcraft, which usually scattered and fought on their own, to attack human settlements that they usually didn''t cross the border to, which was called a "Warcraft Siege", a term that made everyone tremble with fear.


    The one - year - long Warcraft riot was the most turbulent and dangerous period on the continent. Everyone lived in fear, and no one could guarantee that they could survive the terrifying Warcraft riot. Therefore, before the Warcraft mutation, all people could do was to constantly make themselves stronger to increase their chances of survival.


    Almost everyone on the continent had an inborn special ability. For example, farmers could use magic to speed up the fruiting of crops. Depending on their different abilities, a variety of professions emerged. Generally, they could be divided into four categories: combat professions, auxiliary professions, life professions, and special professions. The opportunity to choose a profession varied from person to person. People with strong strength were suitable to be warriors, those with strong spiritual power and keen elemental senses were better off as mages, and those with concentration and a wide field of vision were the best candidates for archers...


    Combat professionals had a higher social status in society. They could receive a very generous monthly allowance, spend it freely, and even make money by selling the Warcraft crystal cores they obtained. Auxiliary professions were in the middle, and life professions were the lowest - level among the four. If possible, no one would choose them. For example, Sean, the brewer, seemed to make a lot of money and be very cool, but in fact, he couldn''t get much profit. The price of his products was determined by the Consumers'' Union. The selling price could only be slightly higher than the purchase price of raw materials, and he also had to pay taxes and employees'' salaries. After all the deductions, the profit was meager. As the owner of the store, Sean worked from morning until late at night until the store closed, but the gold coins he earned were less than the allowance of the lowest - level warrior or mage. The situation of special professions was more complex, with different social statuses.


    However, not many people could engage in combat professions. They only accounted for a small part. The qualities of the vast majority of people in each race were ordinary, and it was difficult for them to engage in any combat profession. So they had to settle for second - best and engage in life professions, such as planting warlocks, shepherds, brewers, etc., which were equivalent to ordinary civilians. However, each of them was not as simple as their counterparts on Earth. For example, planting warlocks, unlike farmers on Earth, could use magic to speed up the growth of crops.


    Everyone on the continent would get a corresponding professional badge according to their qualities after reaching adulthood and perform their respective duties. People without a profession were considered very shameful, even lower in status than those with life professions. They were regarded as parasites of society. Therefore, those pitiful people who were born with extremely poor qualities, couldn''t engage in any profession, and had no powerful backers had a very tragic fate. Although there was plenty of food on the continent, they could only get a little food to fill their stomachs through alms every day and lived under the contempt of others. Some unlucky ones even starved to death. If Murin Tristan hadn''t lied that he was from a remote mountain village and couldn''t get a professional badge, Sean would probably have driven him away directly. It was also quite troublesome for Murin Tristan to ask Sean for food because if others found out, Sean would also be severely punished.


    In addition, there were countless strange spell laws in the foreign world, such as master - servant contracts, loyalty bindings, pet - recognition ceremonies, etc. There were so many things that were hard to explain. Murin Tristan had no choice but to accept them instead of being surprised. Each different parallel space might have its own basic laws. For example, in Murin Tristan''s real world, Newton''s laws of motion were one of the basic laws that any substance had to follow. If Murin Tristan told the people on the continent about Newton''s laws of motion, they probably wouldn''t be able to accept them and might even laugh at him.


    A big problem now faced Murin Tristan. Since he was from another world, would he have the abilities they mentioned?


    "Beep, beep, beep..." At this time, a siren - like sound rang out in the store, and a small red light on the top of the stone door kept flashing.

 Chapter 13: The Test

    Sean and the others'' expressions changed drastically. Lorna and Lisa looked extremely flustered. But as the saying goes, an old hand is a sure hand. Sean remained calm and said, "It''s okay. Lorna, quickly put away the things. Lisa, go and open the door. By the way, Mr. Rodi, please go upstairs for now. Don''t come down until I call you." Then, with a big smile on his face, he shouted, "Coming, coming right away, esteemed guest!" He had to be so polite to someone who came to disturb him in the middle of the night, which showed that the social status of those engaged in life professions was indeed very low.


    Murin Tristan hurried upstairs, feeling extremely uneasy. He thought to himself, could it be an inspection? I hope I don''t bring trouble to Sean.


    Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from downstairs, followed by an old but energetic man''s voice, "Old Sean, long time no see. How have you been?"


    Sean cursed, "I wondered who it was. It''s you, you old rascal!" Sean, who was always polite, spoke to the person in such a tone, indicating that the visitor was an old acquaintance of his.


    "Mr. Morian, why didn''t you let us know before you came? By the way, did you bring us any gifts this time?" Lisa said in a coquettish voice. It seemed that she had a good relationship with this Morian as well. The word "this time" showed that Morian was a regular customer of the bar.


    "Of course I did. How could I forget our beautiful Miss Lisa? Look, what''s this?"


    Lisa''s voice suddenly rose in excitement, "Wow, a Bida Beast! Mr. Morian, is this for me?"


    "Yes, hehehe. I saved up my salary for more than three months to buy it from an acquaintance."


    "Thank you, Mr. Morian. You''re the kindest person in the world."


    Lorna pouted, "Mr. Morian, you''re being unfair."


    Somehow, Morian managed to make Lorna burst out laughing, and her giggles kept coming.


    After the commotion for a while, Sean said, "By the way, old rascal, I actually need your help with something."


    Morian said casually, "Just tell me what it is. We''re such good friends. By the way, bring some roasted meat and Biyeling first. I''ve been craving them. The food in the city just isn''t as good as yours."


    Then there was a chanting of magic spells. Presumably, Lisa used a spell to lower the stone door again.


    Sean shouted from downstairs, "Mr. Rodi, please come downstairs."


    Murin Tristan hesitated for a moment. Was it really okay for that Morian to see him? But since Sean had said so, there was nothing to be afraid of.


    Lisa and Lorna were happily playing with a palm - sized little animal on the ground. It looked a bit like a duck, with yellow downy feathers, a long, flat beak. It waddled as it walked, flapping its pitifully short little wings as if it was about to fall at any moment. It should be the Bida Beast she mentioned. Lorna had a shiny crescent - shaped silver necklace around her neck, which actually gave off a faint moonlight - like glow. She, who was already beautiful, became even more dazzling. Presumably, it was also a gift from Morian. Murin Tristan had always been confused about why women liked those flashy and extremely expensive jewelry. For him, a stack of money of the same value would be more appealing.


    Sean was sitting at a table with a man. This man should be Morian, whom Murin Tristan had heard just now. He was a bald old man with a thick beard. Despite his age, his face was as ruddy as a child''s, and he had a hearty smile that made people feel good about him at first sight. He was one of the few people who didn''t care about the hierarchy of professional levels, which was why he and Sean, who had a lower - level profession, became close friends.


    Morian was also a bit surprised when he saw Murin Tristan. Apparently, he didn''t expect there to be someone else in the bar after it closed.


    Sean, as the host, said warmly, "Mr. Rodi, let me introduce you. This is my old friend Morian, a senior physical fitness tester." Murin Tristan had heard Sean mention that physical fitness testers were mid - level auxiliary professions between combat and life professions. They specialized in testing the physical qualities of those choosing a profession, somewhat like the doctors who did physical examinations in hospitals. They had a certain social status, which was slightly better than that of life professions.Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.


    "And this is Mr. Rodi." Morian''s expression became strange when he heard this. Usually, when introducing someone in the Divine Wind Continent, if there was no special reason to hide it, both the name and the profession were mentioned. However, Murin Tristan''s profession was not mentioned. With Sean''s sophistication, he surely didn''t forget it. There must be a reason.


    Sure enough, Sean said next, "The favor I need from you is to test Mr. Rodi''s abilities."


    Morian was surprised, "Mr. Rodi''s age..."


    Sean explained on his behalf, "Mr. Rodi is from a very remote small village. The magic communication system there is damaged, and the whole village has lost contact with the city."


    Morian nodded, "I see." He took out a fist - sized transparent crystal ball from his pocket and said to Murin Tristan, "Mr. Rodi, please put your right hand on the surface of the ball."


    Murin Tristan did as he was told. Morian''s face became solemn, and he chanted a rapid string of spells. Suddenly, a dazzling strong light appeared on the crystal ball, like a large luminous pearl, instantly illuminating the entire bar.


    Sean, Lorna, and Lisa held their breath, too nervous to even breathe. This was no ordinary test; it was a moment that could determine a person''s entire life! However, Murin Tristan, the person involved, didn''t seem to realize the importance and looked relaxed.


    The colors on the crystal ball kept changing: red, yellow, orange, blue, green, indigo, violet...


    "Physical strength 75, constitution 81, spiritual power 64, agility 88, water - element sensitivity 73, fire - element sensitivity 62, earth - element sensitivity 89..." Morian stared intently at the crystal ball and kept reciting a bunch of terms and numbers that Murin Tristan didn''t understand.


    After a while, the color changes of the crystal ball stopped, and it dimmed. Only then did Morian look up. Lisa, who was the most impatient, immediately asked, "So, how is it?" This was also what the others wanted to ask.


    Morian sighed and said, "Rodi, I''m sorry to tell you that your various combat and combat - auxiliary quality indicators haven''t reached the minimum requirements set by the guild. You can''t choose a combat profession!" His address had changed from "Mr. Rodi" to directly calling his name. Because if Murin Tristan couldn''t become a combat professional, he would probably end up in an auxiliary or life profession. If that was the case, with a lower or the same professional level as him, an older person wouldn''t address a younger one as "Mr.".


    Everyone was greatly disappointed when they heard this. Morian couldn''t help but add, "It''s very strange. In my decades of work, I''ve never seen such low data. The standard physical quality score for each profession is 500. Rodi is really far off."


    Murin Tristan was a bit confused. He wasn''t sure about those things like spiritual power, agility, and the so - called element sensitivity, but he thought his physical strength shouldn''t be that bad. He was the champion of the 3000 - meter long - distance run in the school sports meeting during his freshman year of college. Could Morian have made a mistake? Or was it because the people on this continent were much stronger than those on Earth due to different races?


    Perhaps feeling that his words were too discouraging, Morian comforted him, "Don''t be too disappointed. After all, not many people can become combat professionals. Let''s check the auxiliary professions now. Rodi, put your left hand on the ball."


    Another string of different spells came out of Morian''s mouth. This time, the chanting was a bit slower. After the spell - chanting stopped, Morian frowned. The others could tell from his expression that things weren''t looking good.


    After a while, Morian said, "Rodi, I''m very sorry, but I have to tell you the test result honestly. You''re not suitable for any auxiliary profession."


    Lisa quickly said, "Mr. Morian, are you sure you didn''t make a mistake?"


    Sean scolded, "Lisa, don''t talk nonsense. Mr. Morian is a senior physical fitness tester." In the Divine Wind Continent, questioning someone''s professional ability was disrespectful.


    Lisa stuck out her tongue and stopped talking. Morian, however, didn''t seem to care and waved his hand to show that it was okay. But if Murin Tristan lost the qualification to be an auxiliary professional, the problem was a bit serious. It meant that he could probably only choose a life profession and live an ordinary life as an ordinary person until he grew old and died.


    "Well, anyway, let''s conduct the last test."


    This time, Murin Tristan put both hands on the crystal ball. Morian chanted the spell even more slowly, almost like reciting a poem.


    Even within the same major category of professions, there were slight differences in status. For example, among combat professions, mages were more popular, while among life professions, planting warlocks were at the bottom, only slightly better than those with no profession at all. So everyone was still very concerned about the result.


    Morian looked very serious. After a long time, he finally spoke slowly, "Rodi can''t choose any life profession!"


    This was like a bolt from the blue. People who couldn''t choose any profession were extremely rare. There might not even be one in a thousand people. That was why they were so looked down upon. No one expected Rodi to be so unlucky.


    The bar fell silent. Murin Tristan couldn''t accept the way that a seemingly simple test could determine his fate. There was a famous saying on Earth: Genius comes from hard work. So he didn''t realize how bad the situation was. However, Sean, Lorna, and Lisa looked very sad. Their eyes even showed a bit of pity when they looked at Murin Tristan.


    Murin Tristan scratched his head and pointed at the crystal ball, saying, "Is the test result really that important?"


    The others remained silent. Their silence was more powerful than any answer.


    Morian was quite surprised to see Murin Tristan''s calm expression. In his decades - long career, he had tested countless people. Among them, there were of course a few people with low abilities. When they heard the cruel results, they were all heartbroken, and some even went crazy on the spot.


    Morian seemed to think of something, "Oh right, there''s one more thing that hasn''t been tested yet, and that is - special professions!"

 Chapter 14: The Pet

    Sean and the others'' eyes lit up when they heard the words "special profession," but then dimmed again.


    Among the various professions in the Divine Wind Continent, life - profession workers accounted for the vast majority, followed by auxiliary - profession workers, and then combat - profession workers. Special - profession workers, as their name implies, were even rarer than combat - profession workers. The probability of someone being a special - profession worker was extremely low. Maybe only one in hundreds of people could have such a profession. So the hope was slim.


    This time, Morian picked up the crystal ball and placed it in front of Murin Tristan''s forehead, then began to chant a spell. This spell was the most peculiar one yet. It was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, filled with difficult - to - pronounce syllables, almost like a tongue - twister. Murin Tristan was very impressed that Morian could recite it so quickly.


    The spell for testing special professions was particularly long. It stopped after about five minutes. There was a thin layer of sweat on Morian''s forehead. Suddenly, he exclaimed, "2535, 2549!"


    Sean knew his old friend very well. It was rare to see him so excited. He couldn''t help but ask, "What''s going on?"


    "All other special attributes are very low, but the drug - recognition level and micro - refining perception have reached over 2500!"


    Sean''s mouth dropped open in shock, and his chin almost hit the floor. Generally, the standard quality for each profession was 500. Those who could reach 1000 were considered outstanding, and those who reached 2000 were geniuses. What did a value of 2500 mean? It meant a super - genius!


    Murin Tristan didn''t understand and had to ask, "So, what profession can I choose?"


    "Mr. Rodi," Morian''s address became respectful again. "You''re definitely going to be a pharmacist. No, you should be an excellent pharmacist. If you work a little harder, reaching the grand - master level won''t be a problem!" Special professions were divided into eight levels: beginner, apprentice, qualified, proficient, master - craftsman, grand - master, saint, and god - level. Generally, the status of special - profession workers was not as high as that of combat - profession workers. However, if someone could reach the grand - master level, the situation would be very different. They could enjoy the treatment of a high - level mage. But it wasn''t easy to upgrade the level. Morian was considered a talented person, yet it had taken him decades to reach the master - craftsman level, and he had been unable to progress further. There was only one grand - master in ten thousand people. As for saint - level figures, they could only appear with a combination of talent, hard work, opportunity, luck, and other complex factors. There were no more than ten saint - level people in the entire country. The god - level was only a legend for now. Due to the extremely harsh requirements for the last two levels, no matter how high Murin Tristan''s data was, Morian didn''t dare to guarantee that he could reach the saint or god - level.


    "That''s great!" Lisa immediately clapped her hands and cheered. It was obvious that she was genuinely happy for Murin Tristan. As someone at the bottom of society, she was so simple - hearted that she didn''t even have a trace of jealousy. Murin Tristan was very touched.


    Seeing the envious looks from the shrewd Sean and Morian, Murin Tristan knew that his career prospects must be good. He felt a little more at ease. At least he could survive in the Divine Wind Continent. Even he himself didn''t expect to have such a talent for being a pharmacist. Could it be because of his half - baked traditional Chinese medicine knowledge from college? If so, Murin Tristan would really feel a bit not know whether to laugh or cry. He might even have to thank the old guy for forcing him to attend those traditional Chinese medicine classes.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Morian said, "Mr. Rodi, I''ll write you a certificate. Then you go to the nearest Will City''s Professional Guild to get certified. They will conduct a re - inspection at the guild, but there won''t be any problems. Don''t worry. They will definitely put a lot of effort into training you." Morian was clearly very confident in his own skills.


    Murin Tristan said gratefully, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Morian. Please just call me Rodi." To be honest, it made Murin Tristan feel very awkward for an old man twice his age to call him "Mr.".


    However, Morian thought it was normal to use a respectful title for someone who was likely to become a grand - master - level pharmacist. Even Sean, Lorna, and Lisa thought so. In a society with a very obvious class system, Murin Tristan''s act was considered very modest, and Sean and the others liked him even more.


    Morian was a straightforward person and didn''t decline. He smiled and said, "Then I''ll be bold and call you Rodi."


    Sean became much more attentive at this time. "Mr. Rodi, you''ve come from afar. You probably don''t have a place to stay yet, right? Why don''t you stay here for the night?"


    Murin Tristan had been worrying about where to stay. When he heard this, he was overjoyed. "Thank you so much, Boss Sean. By the way, you can also call me Rodi. ''Mr.'' makes me feel strange."


    But Sean absolutely refused. He really didn''t have the courage to be disrespectful to someone who might become a grand - master - level powerful figure.


    Morian yawned and said to Sean, "I''ve been traveling all day. I''m exhausted, Old Sean. I''ll also have to trouble you for a night''s stay."


    Sean wasn''t as polite to his old friend Morian. "Old rascal, don''t worry. I have plenty of rooms here." He turned to the two waitresses and said, "I''ll go upstairs with the old guy. You two take care of Mr. Rodi. You can use the Jiba Beast if necessary."


    Murin Tristan was taken aback when he heard this. Jiba Beast? What a strange name.


    Sean had already turned to him with a big smile on his face. "Mr. Rodi, I''ll excuse myself first. If you need anything, just tell Lisa and Lorna."


    Murin Tristan knew that they were old friends who hadn''t seen each other for a long time and must have a lot to talk about. So he readily agreed, "Okay."


    Watching Sean go up the stairs, Lorna said, "Mr. Rodi, do you need to rest? I''ll take you to the guest room on the third floor."


    Murin Tristan scratched his head and said, "I''d like to take a shower first." It had been at least a day and a night since the rainstorm in Shangjing City. Murin Tristan felt sticky and uncomfortable.


    Lorna was puzzled. "Take a shower?"


    Murin Tristan quickly changed his words. "I mean bathe."


    Lorna was stunned for a moment, then smiled. "Take a shower? What a strange way of saying it, but it''s very appropriate. You do feel cool after taking a bath." She whistled, and then a blue ball with wings fluttered down from upstairs. When it got closer, Murin Tristan could see clearly that it wasn''t a ball. It was a chubby little animal that looked like a ball. Its legs were very short and retracted when it flew, sticking to its belly, so it almost looked like it didn''t have any legs. Its eyes were very large, and it had a small bird - like beak, which made it look very cute.


    Lorna stroked its little head. "Xiaoya, you have to listen to Mr. Rodi tonight, okay?"


    The little animal flapped its small wings constantly above Lorna''s head to keep its balance. It seemed to understand Lorna''s words. Its beak opened slightly, and it made two sounds: "Jiba Jiba!"


    Murin Tristan suddenly understood. So this was the Jiba Beast. Why did it have to have such a name that was so easy to misunderstand? He had thought it looked like a penis. Come to think of it, this little thing wasn''t much bigger than his penis. What could it do?

 Chapter 15: Exposure

    Lisa noticed the doubt in Murin Tristan''s eyes and enthusiastically explained to him, "Xiaoya is Boss Sean''s pet. It''s very smart. It can do some simple things for you, like lighting a cigarette, making tea, opening and closing the room door, and so on. My ''Zizi'' is called Lingmei. It''s also a kind of pet. Mr. Morian just gave it to me. It''s just too young to be of much help yet." Lisa pointed at the chubby, duck - like little thing rolling around in her palm and said excitedly. Pets were quite common in the Divine Wind Continent, similar to dogs and cats on Earth, but they were smarter. Ordinary pets could do a lot of housework for their owners, and combat - type pets could even be a great help to their owners in battles. However, combat pets were usually very expensive.


    Murin Tristan looked at Xiaoya''s small body, his eyes filled with doubt.


    Lisa said, "Xiaoya, take Mr. Rodi to the bathroom."


    The Jiba Beast (Xiaoya) seemed to understand Lisa''s words. It chirped twice and slowly flew forward with its chubby body.


    Murin Tristan was greatly surprised. He never expected it to be so intelligent.


    Lorna added, "Mr. Rodi, just follow it. The bathroom is in the yard at the back of the first floor. We''ll go to the third floor to tidy up the guest room for you. If you have any other requests that Xiaoya can''t handle, just ask it to call us down." After saying that, she walked away gracefully with Lisa, leaving Murin Tristan dazzled. Putting aside other things, Murin Tristan had to admit that this strange foreign world was really a man''s paradise. Even just two random waitresses had such looks and charm.


    The bathroom is very large, almost as spacious as the living room on the second floor. It is a sliding horizontal wooden door, which is very clean and dust-free inside. Several magic water mirrors are placed upright, tilted sideways, or hung upside down, reflecting the entire body of the bather in different directions. There is also a natural rock bath in the center, and several cute stone carvings of small angels with long wings on their backs next to the bath. However, their movements are not so cute. They hold the little JJ with both hands and tilt towards the sky for convenience. There are several green and evergreen plants planted around, with a style that resembles the taste of Japanese natural hot springs. It seems that people in Shenfeng Continent are quite particular about bathing, and bathing is indeed a very enjoyable thing.


    However, Murong Tian couldn''t find the water pipe for bathing no matter how hard he tried, so he had to turn to the Chiba beast standing on the bathroom door and said, "Xiaoya, help me turn on the water


    The sound of the crackling beast remained unchanged, "crackling!" However, it solved Murong Tian''s problem with its actions. It flew onto the head of a little angel and lightly pressed it with its paws. The stones in the bathtub suddenly burst out with steaming hot water, as magical as a timed hot spring. At the same time, a burst of water arrows sprayed out from the little JJ carved by the little angel, and with a "hiss" sound, Murong Tian, who was completely unprepared, was covered in water arrows. Upon seeing this, Xiaoya exclaimed with joy, as if laughing at his clumsiness.


    Murin Tristan wiped the water off his face, feeling both amused and annoyed. The people in the Divine Wind Continent were really creative. This bathtub might as well be called a little angel''s urinal. It was more appropriate.


    However, the effect of the hot water was undeniable. Soaking in the water, Murin Tristan couldn''t help but groan in comfort. It turned out that the little angel''s head was the switch to control the hot water. No wonder he couldn''t find it. His impression of the Jiba Beast changed a lot. He never expected it to be so smart.Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.


    "Ah, right, Xiaoya. Do you have any shampoo?" Murin Tristan''s hair was a mess from the dust. After getting wet, it all stuck together.


    "Jiba Jiba?" Xiaoya''s cry turned into a questioning tone. Its big eyes blinked twice. Apparently, it didn''t understand what shampoo was.


    Murin Tristan gestured towards his head. "It''s a bath product that can remove the dust from your hair and make it clean."


    This time, the Jiba Beast understood. It brought a small orange - yellow bottle. Murin Tristan didn''t see any shampoo in it. With great difficulty, with Xiaoya''s help, he found out that it was a magic - type shampoo. You just needed to spray it on your head, and the activated water elements inside would automatically absorb the dust. It was amazing and obviously very different from the shampoo on Earth. It seemed that it would take him some time to fully adapt to life here.


    Murin Tristan took a wonderful hot bath until his whole body turned red. He didn''t get out until he had thoroughly enjoyed it. At this time, he realized a very important problem: he didn''t have any clothes to change into.


    That tattered denim outfit couldn''t be worn anymore. Not to mention how dirty it was, wearing such clothes in the Divine Wind Continent was too eye - catching. He could only swallow his pride and ask Sean to lend him a set.


    He sneezed. Seeing that he was about to catch a cold, Murin Tristan quickly jumped back into the bathtub. "Xiaoya, tell Lisa that I don''t have any clothes to change into. Ask her to borrow a set from Boss Sean for me. Oh, and a towel too."


    Xiaoya chirped twice and then flew away, flapping its small wings.


    After a while, Lisa''s sweet voice came from outside the bathroom door. "Mr. Rodi, here are your clothes."


    Murin Tristan jumped out of the bathtub. "Lisa, just put the towel outside the door and..." Before he could say "okay", the bathroom door opened a little, and then Lisa''s beautiful and charming face appeared at the crack of the door with a smile.


    Murin Tristan was stunned. It took him a long time to let out a frightened scream and "plop" back into the water. He stammered, "Lisa, put, put them in the corner of the door." Thinking that she had seen his naked body, he felt extremely ashamed and angry.


    Lisa had thought that Murin Tristan was still soaking in the water and wanted to open the door a little to put the clothes in for him. She didn''t expect that he had already gotten up. It was the first time she had seen a man''s naked body. She was a little flustered at first, but seeing his pitiful look like an innocent woman being molested, she couldn''t help but giggle. She covered her mouth and said, "Mr. Rodi is so shy." She put the clothes by the door as he said and then backed out.


    Murin Tristan felt extremely embarrassed. The word "shy" from Lisa had greatly wounded the pride of this self - proclaimed "lecher". Right! I''m a lecher. Who should I be afraid of? It should have been Lisa who screamed just now. Unexpectedly, the situation was reversed. Maybe it was because he was in a foreign world, and the feeling of being a stranger made him restrain his lecherous thoughts a lot. But the beauties in the Divine Wind Continent were really open - minded. It seemed that they didn''t have any sense of the boundaries between men and women. Weren''t they afraid that he couldn''t control himself and...?


    While sighing about his "declining skills", Murin Tristan put on the gray cloth pajamas that Lisa had brought and walked leisurely towards the third floor.


    These clothes worn by ordinary people looked rough, but the fabric was actually quite good. It was soft and comfortable, and it felt much better than those full - body warrior armors or airtight mage robes. Murin Tristan looked at himself in the magic - made water - glass. The clothes fit him just right, and he looked quite handsome. He admired himself for a while before walking out of the bathroom.


    As soon as he reached the door, he heard the giggles of Lisa and Lorna. Murin Tristan wondered what was making them so happy. When he listened carefully, he found out that it was about his embarrassing moment of exposing himself just now. He wished he could find a hole to crawl into. People always said that women couldn''t keep secrets, and it was really true!


    He deliberately coughed twice to draw the two women''s attention. Then, calming himself down, he swaggered in. This time, he couldn''t act so nervously. He didn''t want to be mistaken for a naive newbie - even though he really was an inexperienced one.

 Chapter 16: Teasing

    A milky-white magic lamp added a touch of quiet and serene mood to the entire room. A potted plant with blue fruits on the windowsill emitted a fresh and sour smell like oranges, purifying the air from outside. Lorna and Lisa were busy spreading soft yellow animal-hide bedding on the spacious bed that could accommodate three people. The tired Murin Tristan felt an intense urge to throw himself onto the bed and roll around as soon as he saw it. However, in the presence of beautiful women, such impolite behavior was out of the question. At least, he had to wait until they left.


    When Lorna and Lisa saw Murin Tristan approaching, they stopped their conversation, but their eyes were filled with uncontrollable smiles. Their expressions of suppressing laughter made Murin Tristan recall his embarrassment just now. The thick face that had finally accumulated suddenly became thinner again. Secretly scolding oneself for not being competitive enough and embarrassing oneself as a hooligan.


    However, the sight of the two beautiful maids still brightened Murin Tristan''s eyes and dispelled all his fatigue. Lorna and Lisa had both changed into pajamas, and they were the kind that was very sexy, very ambiguous, and very seductive. The black sexy tight-fitting animal-hide underwear failed to cover them completely. Their plump little butts, round thighs, slender waists, and quivering breasts became the main targets of Murin Tristan''s gaze. He secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Goodness, were these pajamas? Fortunately, they didn''t have whips or candles in their hands. Otherwise, Murin Tristan would surely think they were coming to play SM with him.


    Among the two women, Lorna was more voluptuous, full of curves and elasticity, and her body could easily arouse the desires of a normal man. Lisa, on the other hand, had a natural coquettish charm that was equally captivating.


    With two beauties of different styles by his side, Murin Tristan was in no hurry to rest. Instead, he hoped they would move more slowly so that he could enjoy the view for a while longer. However, reality was often not as beautiful as one wished. Lorna and Lisa were quick and efficient, and they soon finished everything.


    "Mr. Rodi, if you''re tired, you''d better rest early," they said.


    Murin Tristan really wanted them to stay a little longer, but it was already so late, and he couldn''t come up with a proper excuse. If he tried to persuade them to stay with words, they might even think he had improper intentions.


    Murin Tristan watched disappointedly as they walked out of the room. Just as he was about to take off his clothes and go to bed, the door of the room suddenly opened a crack, and Lisa''s little head popped out.


    Just as Murin Tristan was suspecting whether this glamorous woman had a voyeuristic fetish, Lisa said with an embarrassed look, "Mr. Rodi, I feel really bad about disturbing you, but I heard that you''re from a remote place. We''ve never left Green Town, and everything outside is so strange and curious to us. Could you tell us about it?"


    Murin Tristan almost replied without hesitation, "Sure, of course! No Problem!" In his excitement, even English words slipped out.


    Lisa let out a cheer and ran in from outside, with Lorna following closely behind.


    The two beautiful women sat on either side of Murin Tristan. Their delicate fragrance wafted into his nose. Murin Tristan was somewhat intoxicated. He never thought that when he was on Earth, he had barely interacted with a few women with even a bit of good looks. But now, he was in the same room with two stunningly beautiful and seductive women, so close that he could reach out and touch them. It was like a person who had never eaten pork suddenly got a whole pig. The contrast was too great. This metaphor might be a bit vulgar, but it perfectly matched Murin Tristan''s nouveau riche mentality at the moment.Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions.


    Prompted by the continuous urgings of Lisa and Lorna, Murin Tristan, who had been daydreaming, finally came to his senses. He remembered that the village he had mentioned was completely a fabricated and illusory place. However, this was no trouble for him, who was used to making up lies. Murin Tristan started talking nonsense and incorporated some customs from Earth, such as the Water-Splashing Festival, climbing mountains on the Double Ninth Festival, eating zongzi and having dragon boat races on the Dragon Boat Festival, and so on. The two maids found it extremely novel and interesting and were soon engrossed in listening.


    Seeing their fascinated expressions, Murin Tristan felt proud. He never expected that his clumsy ways of pleasing women on Earth would be so useful on the Divine Wind Continent. His confidence soared, and his mouth seemed to be smeared with oil. He talked non-stop, like a gushing river, and couldn''t be stopped. With his true nature showing, he couldn''t help adding some rather provocative and ambiguous remarks in his excitement.


    "Ahem, ahem. Next, let me tell you a joke," he said.


    Upon hearing this, Lisa and Lorna clapped their hands in unison and said, "Great!"


    Murin Tristan cleared his throat to draw the two women''s attention and then slowly said, "A mother said to her little daughter, ''If someone harasses you sexually, say ''no'' if they touch you above and''stop'' if they touch you below!'' Who knew that the next day, the little daughter was sexually harassed and came back crying to tell her mother. After hearing what her daughter said, the mother was very angry and asked, ''Did you reject that person?'' The little girl looked at her mother with an innocent expression, nodded, and said, ''That person touched me above and below at the same time!''"


    At this point, Murin Tristan paused and said mysteriously to the two women, "Guess what the little girl would say in that situation?"


    "No~~Stop!" Lisa and Lorna said almost in unison. Then, as if they understood something, they burst into giggles and said coquettishly, "Mr. Rodi, you''re so naughty!"


    Murin Tristan was elated that such a vulgar joke could make the beauties laugh. He had plenty of such jokes, enough to fill a dustpan. He immediately told another one: "A man walked into a bar with a piranha with sharp teeth. After putting the fish on the bar counter and attracting the attention of the customers, he said slowly, ''How about I make a bet with you all? I''ll put my little brother into the fish''s mouth, hit the fish on the head with a beer bottle for a while, and then take it out without a scratch. If I can do it, each of you just needs to buy me a glass of beer.''


    The onlookers who loved to watch the excitement naturally agreed loudly. In the silence, the man took off his pants in public, took out his little brother, and put it into the fish''s mouth. Then he picked up a beer bottle and hit the fish on the head for about a minute. After that, he took out his little brother, and indeed, it was unscathed. The man received his prize in the cheers - a glass of beer from each guest.


    Then the man took out a stack of money and put it on the bar counter, saying, ''Who dares to give it a try? All this money will be his.''


    There was complete silence. After a while, someone in the back of the bar raised their hand. A blonde woman said shyly, ''I can give it a try, but you can''t hit me on the head with a beer bottle...''"


    Lisa and Lorna were laughing so hard that they were bent over, and their breasts were bouncing up and down. Murin Tristan was so distracted that he stared straight at them. This was probably what was meant by "like flowers swaying in the wind."


    Murin Tristan took the opportunity to tease the two women with more words, making them blush and act coy. Before long, they became very familiar with each other, and Murin Tristan also threw off his inhibitions. "By the way, Lisa, what''s going on with that tail of yours?"

 Chapter 17: The Demon Race

    "Are you talking about this?" Lisa stood up and waved her sexy tail in front of Murin Tristan. Her bump butts are lifted up, forming an alluring arc, as if she wanted Murin Tristan to see it more clearly. A scent that was both alluring and arousing filled the air, making Murin Tristan''s mouth go dry. His eyes were fixed on Lisa''s buttocks, and his lower body reacted strongly. He quickly pressed his legs tightly together to avoid showing his embarrassment. It was extremely uncomfortable, like a person who hadn''t eaten for three days and nights seeing a table full of delicious food but not being able to touch it. Murin Tristan thought to himself, "Good heavens, are you trying to punish me?"


    Fortunately, Lisa sat down again at this moment. She asked curiously, "Mr. Rodi, isn''t there the demon race in your village?"


    The village Murin Tristan mentioned was fabricated, so of course it didn''t exist. He simply replied casually, "No."


    Suddenly, he realized what Lisa had just said. Demon race? The mountain spirits and fox demons in the legends on Earth could transform into human form and suck people''s essence. However, although Lisa and Lorna were beautiful and enchanting, they seemed kind and enthusiastic, so they shouldn''t hurt him.


    Lisa said, "Mr. Rodi, I''m from the Nianshe clan of the demon race, and Lorna is a Night Rabbit from the demon rabbit clan."


    The demon race in the Divine Wind Continent was a kind of highly intelligent creature. When they were born, their forms were similar to animals. When they reached adulthood, they could transform into human form, but some distinctive parts couldn''t be removed, such as Lorna''s rabbit ears and Lisa''s tail. Because the primary forms of some demon race members were similar to those of magic beasts, they were hated and discriminated against by other races that loathed magic beasts. Therefore, the social status of the demon race was the lowest. People of other races rarely wanted to associate with them. Lisa and Lorna were both beautiful women, but they had been ostracized since childhood. Except for business - related interactions, few people were willing to talk to them, let alone get close to them. At this moment, they suddenly met Murin Tristan, who was humorous, talkative, had a promising career, and was approachable. Moreover, they were all young people, so they liked him very much. Although the demon race was naturally more open - minded, Lisa would never have dared to barge in on someone else while they were taking a bath. However, Murin Tristan came from a different world and had a unique and easy - going temperament. The demon race was always sensitive, and Lisa immediately sensed this, so she behaved so boldly and even played jokes on him with Lorna. Different from the monsters in Earth''s legends, they really wouldn''t do such evil things as sucking people''s essence to practice. Instead, they were very kind.


    Lorna was a little worried and asked, "Mr. Rodi, you don''t mind that we''re from the demon race, do you?" The idea that the demon race was discriminated against was deeply ingrained in their hearts, so she asked this question.


    Murin Tristan, this womanizer, only cared about beautiful women and didn''t care about anything else. Hearing this, he couldn''t help but laugh and say, "Of course not. Lorna, both you and Lisa are so beautiful. I like you very much."


    No one had ever complimented them like this before. Lorna and Lisa said happily, "Really?"


    Seeing a good opportunity to flatter the beautiful women, Murin Tristan naturally wouldn''t miss it. He immediately started to sweet - talk, "I can guarantee that the moon hanging high in the night sky and the flowers blooming on the ground are not even one ten - thousandth as beautiful as you two!"


    This was a bit exaggerated, but which woman didn''t like to hear others praise her appearance, especially the demon race, who had always been despised? Lorna and Lisa were extremely happy. They thought that this man from a remote mountain village was extremely funny and kind.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.


    A magic clock on the table chimed. It was already late at night. There were only a few Divine Wind hours left until dawn. Lisa and Lorna left reluctantly.


    Murin Tristan watched them close the door with the same reluctance. He wished he could have the two women stay, but he only had the desire but no courage. So, he gave up regretfully. After blabbering for a long time just now, his mouth was dry. Murin Tristan asked Xiao Ya to make him a cup of tea to moisten his throat before going to rest.


    Lying on the soft and warm bed, it took him a long time to calm down his excitement. It seemed that his luck in this foreign world was pretty good. He had found a job, and it seemed to be a promising one. He could finally make a living here. Moreover, two beautiful women showed special favor to him. Thinking of their admiring eyes, Murin Tristan almost laughed out loud. He had never experienced such a feeling on Earth. It was really great! Who cared about social status, high - level and low - level occupations! It would be stupid not to court beautiful women!


    He looked at his watch. It was the 23rd when it rained heavily in Shangjing City. Now it was the 26th. After a simple calculation, he found that one day in the Divine Wind Continent was equivalent to about one and a half days on Earth. After thinking about his future plans, Murin Tristan shouted, "Mariana!" The light - based magic lamp went out as if responding. This was the spell to turn off the lights that the two women had told him. Everyone could use it. It was very convenient and a great tool to cultivate people''s laziness.


    With a warm room, soft bedding, fresh air, tasteful decorations, and a cute pet that could do many trivial things at his beck and call, Murin Tristan felt that life in the Divine Wind Continent was really good. Sean had been sighing before about the poor conditions of life - occupation practitioners. There should be only one reason: the living conditions of other occupations were much better. However, when he thought that the resources on the continent were almost inexhaustible and people knew how to enjoy life more than people on Earth, he felt relieved.


    Early the next morning, Murin Tristan got up with sleepy eyes. There was a black cloth suit on the bedside, which Lisa had left last night. This kind of clothes worn by commoners looked rough, but unexpectedly, the fabric was quite good. It was soft and comfortable, and it felt much better than those full - body warrior armors or airtight mage robes. Murin Tristan looked at himself in the water - made magic mirror. The clothes fit him just right, and he looked quite handsome. He couldn''t help but indulge in a bit of cheesy self - admiration.


    As soon as he walked out of the door, he happened to meet Sean and the two maids. Murin Tristan immediately greeted them, "Good morning, everyone." At this time, it was equivalent to the early morning on Earth. As a boss, he had to get up so early to do business, which showed that life occupations were indeed quite hard - working.


    When Lisa and Lorna saw Murin Tristan in the black clothes, their eyes lit up. This didn''t mean that Murin Tristan was as handsome as Pan An or had a tall and straight figure like a jade tree in the wind. The human race in the Divine Wind Continent was generally more handsome than people on Earth. Murin Tristan was just above average on Earth. Here, it was easy to find someone more handsome than him on the street. The fact that the two maids'' eyes lit up when they saw him showed that after getting along with him last night, they had quickly developed a good impression of him. Only in this way could an ordinary - looking person become more and more pleasing to the eye.


    Sean said eagerly, "Mr. Rodi, did you sleep well last night?" There were dark circles under his eyes. He must have chatted with his old friend Morian too late. Murin Tristan and the two maids, however, were full of energy and lively. This was the capital of youth, which could be squandered at will.


    Murin Tristan smiled and said, "I''m very satisfied. Thank you sincerely for your warm hospitality." He scratched his head and said, "By the way, I have an impertinent request."


    Sean said with a smile, "Mr. Rodi, just tell me what you need. Don''t be so polite to me."


    Murin Tristan said, "Well, I want to stay here for a few more days and trouble you. " He had thought about it for a long time yesterday. He was unfamiliar with the Divine Wind Continent, so it would be better to learn more about the situation before going to handle the occupation certification. After all, Sean was a nice person, and this place gave him a feeling of "home". Of course, for Murin Tristan, the above reasons were relatively secondary. What he really wanted was to spend more time with the two beautiful women, Lorna and Lisa.

 Chapter 18: The Seductive Woman

    When Sean learned that Murin Tristan had a promising career future and might even reach the grand - master level in a special occupation, he started to look at him in a different light. Now that he had the opportunity to curry favor, he naturally couldn''t wish for more. He quickly said, "Of course, Mr. Rodi. You can stay as long as you like. Don''t be so polite." Although the Consumers'' Guild didn''t allow shops to sell things to people without occupation badges, rules were rules. Just like some hotels in Shangjing City that would rent rooms to guests without ID cards. After learning that Murin Tristan would soon pass the pharmacist certification, Sean didn''t care too much about the rules.


    Lisa and Lorna, who had been looking forward to it, clapped their hands and said, "Great!" They were very happy to be able to spend more time with this humorous and interesting young man.


    Sean provided breakfast for free. Murin Tristan was penniless at the moment. Even his clothes were from Sean. He couldn''t even pay for the food.


    After breakfast, Murin Tristan had nothing to do. He wanted to ask Morian for some advice. Unfortunately, the old guy must have gone to bed too late yesterday and was still sound asleep, snoring loudly. Murin Tristan didn''t want to disturb him. Since the store opened, Lisa and Lorna had to be busy all day and didn''t have time to accompany him. So he had to go back to his room and play with the Jiba Beast.


    It was not until noon, when Murin Tristan was so bored that he was about to count the hairs on his body to pass the time, that Morian finally got up slowly. He even had to have breakfast and lunch together, which took a lot of time.


    However, the old guy was really well - informed. No matter what Murin Tristan asked, he could answer fluently without thinking. This also allowed Murin Tristan to learn a lot of the most basic things about the Divine Wind Continent, such as the social overview, organizational structure, currency conversion, time and years, climate and seasons, main languages, communication taboos, common spells, and so on.


    The Blue Moon Empire where Murin Tristan lived was located in the central region of the Divine Wind Continent. It had a vast territory and was one of the powerful countries on the continent. The human race was the main body, and the number of other ethnic groups was relatively small. There were occasional minor frictions among the countries, but they generally coexisted peacefully. The main reasons were that resources were not scarce, and they had a common enemy - magic beasts.


    The emperor was the highest ruler, but he didn''t have absolute authority. He couldn''t just randomly confiscate people''s property and exterminate their families. His role was actually more like a general organizer of social institutions. However, the various guilds had the most direct and far - reaching influence on the entire society.


    The decrees issued by the guilds were as effective and enforceable as the basic laws of countries on Earth. The whole population had to abide by them. For example, the occupation - badge - based consumption system of the Consumers'' Guild was one of the most commonly used decrees. Those who violated it would receive certain punishments, which were directly carried out by the guild. In serious cases, the guild would report to the imperial military institutions for handling.


    Just like on Earth, currency was the most commonly used tool for commodity exchange. It was uniformly standardized across the continent: 1 crystal coin = 10 gold coins = 100 silver coins = 500 copper coins. In terms of consumption, about five crystal coins could allow a family of three to live comfortably for a month. However, the raw materials for making crystal coins were scarce, and they were less circulated in the market. They were mostly used by the royal family, noble families, or other high - level figures. Ordinary people generally used gold and silver coins for transactions.


    Time: 1 Divine Wind year = 18 Divine Wind months, 1 Divine Wind month = 30 Divine Wind days. The length of a day was similar to that on Earth, so 1 Divine Wind year was equivalent to one and a half years on Earth. There were no distinct seasons, but the climate was greatly affected by the region. The climate in most areas was mild and comfortable. However, in some special regions, such as the Flying Dragon Desert in the territory of the Mecca Empire, it was dry and hot all year round. The Frozen River where the Snowman Tribe lived was covered in snow and bitterly cold all year round, which were special cases.The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.


    The childhood of people on the continent was relatively short, usually nine Divine Wind years old, which was equivalent to thirteen - and - a - half years old on Earth. There were slight differences depending on the race, but not many. After the age of nine Divine Wind years old, people were considered adults. Their bodies were fully developed, and they had to take a physical fitness test and apply for an occupation badge.


    The common language on the entire continent was Divine Wind Language, which was the language that Murin Tristan learned without a teacher. Each ethnic group also had its own language, and the language of the same ethnic group could vary slightly due to different regions.


    Taboos were things that needed special attention when traveling on the continent. For example, most orcs were relatively ugly, so they had some sense of inferiority. When addressing them, it was best to add a title, such as Warrior Percy. This could greatly satisfy their vanity. The people of the Yasha Tribe were fierce and belligerent, and they believed in the God of War, Patadora. In front of Yashas, one must never show any disrespect for their god, otherwise, it would trigger a duel, and so on. In short, there were quite a few taboos, which gave Murin Tristan a headache. He could only secretly decide to talk less in the future to avoid getting into trouble.


    Common spells mainly referred to the use of magic tools, pet - taming ceremonies, etc. There were quite a number of them, and they were rather tongue - twisters to recite. Murin Tristan could only select some of the more widely used and important ones, write them down in a notebook, and recite them repeatedly until he knew them by heart.


    During the day, Murin Tristan asked Morian about things related to the Divine Wind Continent. At night, he played and joked with Lisa and Lorna. As they got closer, Murin Tristan, a young man, was filled with romantic thoughts when staying in the same room with the two women. He couldn''t help but take some liberties with them occasionally. Lisa and Lorna didn''t mind too much and let him take advantage. However, Murin Tristan never dared to go too far. At most, he would pretend to touch or hug them casually and then stop in time.


    Such days were quite enjoyable. The feeling of loneliness and helplessness when he first came to this foreign world gradually faded away. In a blink of an eye, several days passed. Murin Tristan was no longer as unfamiliar with the Divine Wind Continent as he was at the beginning.


    However, it was not a long - term solution to live off Sean. Although Murin Tristan had a thick skin, he still felt a little embarrassed. He had also found out clearly about the career paths for pharmacists. There were two options. One was to work for the specialized stores of the Imperial Pharmacists'' Guild, receiving a monthly salary from the guild. The income was relatively stable, which was a bit like state - owned enterprises on Earth. It was enough if one just wanted a stable and worry - free life. The second option was to open one''s own pharmacy to sell medicines. If one advanced to a relatively high level, there would surely be many customers, and one could earn more money.


    Murin Tristan planned to work for the guild for the time being. To open a store, he had no funds, no experience, and his level was too low. No matter how talented he was, it would be useless without time to study.


    However, before entering the city, for the sake of safety, Murin Tristan decided to test himself first to see if his pharmacist talent was really as high as Morian said. He always felt that this ability that came out of nowhere was a bit illusory. Maybe it was because he came from a different world with a different physique, and there were some problems during the test. If so, it would be embarrassing when he went to apply for the occupation certification.


    According to Morian, people with pharmacist talent could naturally identify the lowest - level restoration grass materials and refine them into pills. Murin Tristan wanted to conduct an experiment on this. If he could successfully refine restoration pills, it would prove that Morian''s test was correct, and then he could go to the city to handle the formalities with peace of mind.


    Refining pills required a medicine cauldron. Generally, after obtaining a pharmacist badge, the Pharmacists'' Guild would give one for free. But since Murin Tristan hadn''t gone through the formalities yet, he had to buy one himself. He borrowed money from Lisa. Since he was already living and eating at Sean''s place, he really felt too embarrassed to borrow money from Sean again.


    After getting everything ready, the next morning, Murin Tristan blatantly had breakfast at Sean''s bar. After that, he was going to the wilderness to gather herbs. He had been on the continent for many days and knew that the relationships between people were generally indifferent. People usually didn''t meddle in others'' affairs. Occupation badges were not worn on clothes, so others didn''t know that Murin Tristan hadn''t obtained one yet.


    Lorna served Murin Tristan a rich breakfast, including nutritious Mengmeng Beast milk tea, sweet and delicious wheat rolls, and crispy and smooth Huanli. Although they couldn''t be too intimate in public, they couldn''t help but exchange flirtatious glances.


    "Boss, what do you have?"


    While Murin Tristan was burying his head and devouring the food, an extremely charming female voice made his whole body go numb. The half - eaten wheat roll in his mouth fell into the milk tea.

 Chapter 19: Stunning Beauty

    Looking up, Murin Tristan held his breath the moment he saw the owner of the voice. How could there be such a stunningly beautiful woman in the world!


    The woman was dressed as a thief. Her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, smooth and lustrous. Under her delicate willow - shaped eyebrows, her eyes were an emerald - green color, deep and mysterious. Her eyes were full of charm, and every subtle glance was like a powerful magnetic field. The charm radiated out in waves, inadvertently impacting the hearts of everyone in the bar. Her cherry - like lips were pink and tender, slightly pursed. That expression contained an indescribable and complex meaning, as if it was the joy of a child getting a toy, the coquettishness of a young girl meeting her lover, or the shyness of a bride on her wedding day... Thousands of charming postures were all there. She was charming but not flirtatious, and glamorous but not vulgar. Her figure was simply perfect. Her plump breasts, a slender waist that could be grasped with one hand, a perky buttocks, and long, beautiful legs. The tight - fitting black clothes unique to thieves revealed the undulating curves of her body, outlining a series of beautiful curves that made people dizzy. Her wheat - colored skin was as smooth as a snake, shining with a healthy and beautiful luster, without the slightest flaw. She was like a perfect work of art carefully crafted by the gods. Murin Tristan could guarantee that the top models on Earth would pale in comparison to her, and would even be filled with envy and feel ashamed of themselves involuntarily. Her sexy body was so full of heat that it could almost ignite the flames in the hearts of every man in an instant. What was more fatal was her challenging gaze, full of pride, confidence, unruliness, and a sense of being free - spirited, as if she didn''t care about anything in the world. Coupled with her body that exuded an irresistible allure, it formed an extremely unique charm. As long as a man was normal, he would immediately have the desire to conquer her. It would be an unparalleled achievement and the glory of a lifetime. Words couldn''t even describe one ten - thousandth of this woman''s beauty. Perhaps it should be said that she shouldn''t exist in the world at all. Only a witch from hell could possess such a charm that made people willingly fall.


    However, this witch who shouldn''t have been in the world was right in front of Murin Tristan''s eyes, easily capturing his heart with her beauty. Of course, he could only admire her in his heart. Because he heard the people in the bar arguing about her identity.


    "Oh, My god. I''m not seeing things, am I? It''s Lendis!"


    "The most beautiful thief in Sayayelu Academy really lives up to her reputation. She''s much more beautiful than I imagined!"


    "I heard that Lendis is also a genius. She practices both magic and martial arts and is the favorite student of Dean Aglas. Her thief level is extremely high."


    "..."


    Lendis ignored the discussions about her and sat calmly. When Murin Tristan first arrived on the Divine Wind Continent, he had heard her name. She was the object of extreme admiration of Leon Alpha, who was so arrogant that he almost knocked Murin Tristan down on the street.


    Sean never expected such an important person to visit his small bar. He almost rushed out from behind the counter and crawled over to receive her in person, with an expression of eagerness bordering on flattery on his face. "Dear Miss Lendis, what would you like to order?"


    "Boss, what''s the most famous food in your store?"


    Sean introduced his signature dishes one by one, as if they were family treasures. After listening, Lendis said, "Okay, bring me one portion of each."


    "Ah?" Sean was stunned, and so were the others in the bar. Did this goddess - like beautiful lady have an appetite that didn''t match her appearance?


    Lendis explained, "I want to try a little bit of everything."


    Sean understood. He bowed respectfully and then returned to the counter. In just a few minutes, a series of special snacks and cold drinks were served one after another, like a flowing stream. Judging from the appearance of the food, Sean had obviously put extra effort into making them. However, no one felt it was unfair. If the food Lendis ate was the same as theirs, they would have found it strange instead.Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel.


    Lendis didn''t eat in a very ladylike way. She tore at the food with her mouth, and her red lips were covered with greasy residue that made people''s minds wander. But her white teeth were as white as silver. No matter how rough her eating manner was, it was still a pleasure to watch, with a unique wild charm. Murin Tristan couldn''t help but sigh in his heart. A beauty was a beauty, and nothing could change that.


    Originally, several men who were almost full slowed down their eating speed so that they could admire the beauty''s grace for a while longer. They knew that such opportunities were rare. Usually, high - level assassins like Lendis would go to special warrior restaurants. A burly leather - armored warrior was particularly exaggerated. He grabbed a Yali leg with no meat left except bones and chewed it over and over again. He drank the Mengmeng Beast milk tea, which had almost no liquid left, drop by drop. Micro - operations were really difficult for such a rough - looking person. Even Murin Tristan couldn''t bear to watch and really wanted to teach him an easier way: drink it in, spit it out, drink it in again, and spit it out again...


    Everyone''s attention was completely captivated by Lendis'' beauty, except for Murin Tristan. His unique perspective never changed: this woman was so beautiful that his chances of getting her were zero. It was easier to get close to Lisa and Lorna. Just like his attitude towards Shawbina at the beginning, the same applied to a woman more beautiful than Shawbina. So after admiring her, Murin Tristan turned his full attention back to his breakfast.


    "Crunch, crunch, Crackling..." Just as everyone was holding their breath and indulging in admiring Lendis'' charming appearance, an untimely and unpleasant noise came from the bar. Everyone couldn''t help but look in the direction of the sound. They saw Murin Tristan gobbling up his food as if no one else was around, pouring Mengmeng milk into his mouth in large gulps, and still holding half - eaten wheat rolls in his hand.


    Almost every male guest cursed secretly. Normally, it wouldn''t be a big deal, but now that the famous beautiful thief was in the store, couldn''t this guy show a little more gentlemanly demeanor? Even Sean wished he could strangle Murin Tristan with his bare hands. He really couldn''t understand why some people behaved like wild beasts while others were normal.


    Lendis was also attracted by Murin Tristan''s actions. Although she didn''t care much about her reputation for beauty, she was well aware of her own charm. In front of her, even the roughest man would pretend to be a graceful gentleman. But here was a man who completely ignored her beauty.


    This strange man was about twelve or thirteen Divine Wind years old, very young. He wasn''t very tall, and his features were ordinary, with nothing remarkable about him. Judging from his clothes, he seemed to be a life - occupation practitioner. Hmm, had he not eaten for several days, or was he reincarnated from a starving ghost? Otherwise, why was he so focused on the food in his mouth that he didn''t even glance at her? God! He actually used his tongue to roll the pieces of wheat roll stuck to his cheek back into his mouth! It was disgusting, really disgusting! How could there be such a dirty man in the world? Lendis thought angrily. At the same time, she stuck out her fragrant tongue and rolled the shredded barbecue on her cheek back into her mouth. This seductive and ambiguous action caused the imaginative male guests to daydream again.


    Suddenly, a long neigh of a horse came from outside the bar. Then a tall knight walked in, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the bar. His silver battle armor shone brightly, making him as dazzling as the rising sun. In his hand, a snow - white long spear was particularly eye - catching. Under his short, handsome blond hair, his forehead was broad and full, and his face was as handsome as jade, but his expression was very arrogant.


    Murin Tristan could tell at a glance that it was the annoying Leon Alpha.


    Several low - level warriors who had long heard of his name saluted him one after another. "Honorable Knight Leon, hello."


    Leon arrogantly raised his head and walked past them, ignoring them completely without even nodding, leaving the warriors very embarrassed.


    Murin Tristan didn''t care. On Earth, there was freedom of speech. People could comment on even big - name stars or national leaders. He cursed in his heart, "Damn it, what''s so arrogant about you? You''re just a bit more advanced, that''s all."


    Leon''s eyes scanned the store and finally stopped on a certain place. His eyes lit up, and he walked over with big strides.


    Murin Tristan saw that his destination was the table where Lendis was sitting. He had heard before that Leon was infatuated with her. It seemed that the rumors were true. What a pity. It was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.


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    Facing the strong opponents on the newcomer list, the thief raised his magic wand and chanted the most powerful, and at the same time, the most vulgar, despicable, and shameless forbidden spell in the history of the Divine Wind Continent: "All - powerful money, please heed my call and fall down like a meteor shower, densely covering the sky!!!"

 Chapter 20: Gathering Herbs

    In fact, Leon was by no means "cow dung". In terms of his family background, aptitude, martial arts skills, and appearance, he was outstanding among his peers. However, for Murin Tristan, if he didn''t like someone, no matter how excellent that person was, they were no different from "cow dung".


    "Lendis! I''ve been looking for you for so long. Fortunately, with the blessing of the God of Love, Van Claudia, I''m able to meet you." Compared to his previous arrogance, Leon showed great enthusiasm.


    Lendis frowned. This person who haunted her like a shadow made her feel very annoyed. Although Leon was very popular both inside and outside the academy, especially among young girls with romantic dreams, Lendis had no feelings for him at all. Maybe it was because Leon was too arrogant, or perhaps his class concept was too strong, or maybe it was his haughty and arrogant appearance as a young master that was really offensive. Or perhaps... In short, love is an irrational thing. A simple reason: having no feelings is enough to reject a suitor.


    It was a pity that Leon just wouldn''t give up, even though Lendis had publicly said that she didn''t like him. In order to avoid Leon, Lendis specifically chose the remote town of Green Town for this academy internship exam and asked the academy to keep her file confidential. But she still couldn''t get rid of this annoying guy. She had no idea how he found out.


    Leon sat down across from Lendis with a thick face. The greasy table made him frown deeply. "Lendis, why are you eating in such a low - class place for commoners?"


    Most of the customers in Sean''s Bar were commoners engaged in civilian occupations, but occasionally some low - level warriors would also come. It was somewhat famous in the town. Of course, the town couldn''t be compared with the bustling big cities. Being criticized like this was a great insult to the store owner. Sean was unhappy, but as an experienced person, he naturally didn''t show it. After all, who was the other party? He was the young master of the Alpha family, a big shot who was about to be promoted to a Golden Knight!


    Lendis'' originally good appetite was completely ruined by this unexpected "fly". She said unhappily, "Sir Leon, this seems to be my personal freedom, right?"


    Leon, who was originally in high spirits when he saw Lendis, was rebuffed. He said awkwardly, "I just wanted to invite you to the high - class Warrior Restaurant in town. I think it would be more suitable for us. By the way, you can just call me Leon."


    Lendis was especially disgusted by his class concept. She said coldly, "Sir Leon, you can go by yourself. I''m not interested." In the class - distinct Divine Wind Continent, Lendis was a rebellious beauty. She had an open - minded way of thinking and was independent in her actions. Since she was a child, she had always given her family a headache. It was definitely not an easy task to pursue her.


    Murin Tristan witnessed Leon''s embarrassment and couldn''t help but want to clap his hands in delight. At this time, he had also finished the breakfast on the table. He burped, stood up, and leisurely walked past the two of them.


    Lendis had no interest in Leon at all. Instead, her attention turned to Murin Tristan, who was walking past her. Ah, it''s that guy who was eating noisily in front of me just now. He actually left the store before me!


    A girl''s heart is strange. Although Lendis never took the compliments about her appearance to heart, after being pursued by countless people, she had unconsciously developed absolute pride. Whether in the academy cafeteria or in restaurants outside the school, when Lendis was dining, many men would deliberately stay behind on purpose even if they were full, just to have more time to admire her beauty. Even those who were leaving couldn''t help but walk past her to take a closer look. Suddenly, there was an exception, and this person didn''t even look at her when he left. The girl''s confidence and pride were greatly hurt. Lendis felt very uncomfortable. She even had a strong urge to chase after Murin Tristan and ask him if he was a normal man. Of course, such an impulse was very unwise, and Lendis managed to hold it back.


    In fact, Lendis was a bit wrong about Murin Tristan. He doesn''t mean he doesn''t want to take a few glances at her, and he had even considered standing in the nearest place and looking at her in a lewd way from a vantage point. But with that damned Leon beside her, Murin Tristan knew he couldn''t afford to provoke him. If he was seen through, he might suffer. So he gave up. In the Divine Wind Continent, he didn''t even have a home, so he tried his best to avoid anything that might cause trouble.The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    Leon saw that Lendis was staring intently at the door. He followed her gaze and saw a commoner in rough clothes. He didn''t know what was so attractive about this person. But he knew that Lendis had a strange personality, so he let it go.


    At this time, Murin Tristan had already gone outside and, of course, didn''t know what Lendis was thinking. It was impossible to gather good herbs in the busy city. The areas near the town were only grasslands and forests, with few plant species, so it wasn''t a good place for gathering herbs either. Even if he could find some, they were mostly of poor quality, which would greatly reduce the success rate of making medicine.


    The best places for gathering herbs were uninhabited wilderness and forests. The Wild Forest to the east of the town was a dangerous place, often haunted by fierce magic beasts. Leon''s internship task was to hunt a C + - level magic beast, the Fire - Eyed Leopard. Murin Tristan, who was almost powerless compared to others on the continent, naturally didn''t have the courage. After thinking it over, he finally chose the Thunderclap Mountains to the south. According to Sean, there were basically no magic beasts active in the Thunderclap Mountains. Even if there were, they were of low agility and slow - moving types. Even if he couldn''t defeat them, he could still escape.


    However, Sean repeatedly warned Murin Tristan not to get close to the mountain top, because there lived a C - level monster called the Snow Soul Spirit in the snowy area. It could spray out freezing air to attack enemies. With Murin Tristan''s extremely low magic - defense constitution, if he was slightly touched by it, his blood would at least flow slowly, if not coagulate. At that time, he wouldn''t be able to run even if he wanted to. But the Snow Soul Spirit depended on ice and snow to survive and couldn''t leave the snowy area for too long. So as long as he didn''t get too close to the mountain top, there would be no problem.


    On Earth, everything needed to be learned before one could master it. So Murin Tristan had always found it incredible that almost everyone in the Divine Wind Continent was born with special abilities. However, when he came to the foot of the Thunderclap Mountains, the facts forced him to believe.


    Herbs like Biluo, Dry Bud, Pu''na Lotus, Solid Herb, Mailinzi, and Zhuge Vine, which were the most basic and lowest - level herbal materials necessary for making hemostatic medicine, Murin Tristan was sure that he had never heard of, seen, or touched them before. But at this moment, he recognized them at a glance, as if someone had forcefully copied their information into his brain. He also knew everything about their maturity, medicinal parts, effects, picking time, and the way to pick them, all of which affected the efficacy of the medicine. It was so amazing that Murin Tristan couldn''t stop sighing. This ability should be the drug recognition ability that Morian mentioned when testing him. The higher the value, the more types of herbs one could recognize and the more thoroughly one could understand them. For pharmacists, identifying the quality of herbal materials and picking them were crucial issues that could directly affect the success rate of refining medicine and the quality of the pills.


    In the Divine Wind Continent, the climate changed more obviously with the altitude than on Earth. For peaks over 3,000 meters, at the foot of the mountain, it was full of flowers and birdsong, full of vitality. But above 1,000 meters, it was already a bit cool, and the types of animals and plants decreased significantly. Above 2,000 meters, the cold was biting, and only a few cold - resistant animals and plants could survive. Above 3,000 meters, there was snow, and it was a vast expanse of white. It was difficult to see any greenery within a few miles.


    Biluo and Zhuge Vine were heat - loving plants, mainly growing at the foot of the mountain. Dry Bud was more common in arid places. Solid Herb and Mailinzi had very strict requirements for growth conditions. They needed to be in a place that was neither too hot nor too cold, neither too dry nor too wet, and could only be picked on the mountain ridge about 700 meters above the ground. The seeds of Pu''na Lotus could only germinate in the feces of an animal called the Hu Rat. So if it wasn''t in the Hu Rat''s activity area, it was impossible to see them...


    Murin Tristan gathered herbs from the foot of the mountain all the way to the halfway up the mountain, nearly 1,500 meters. He was sweating profusely and finally managed to collect enough materials to make a small furnace of hemostatic medicine. Nearly two Divine Wind hours had passed. Generally, pharmacists didn''t need to go up the mountain to gather herbs themselves. The herbal farmers among the civilian occupations would sell the herbs to the Pharmacist''s Guild. Pharmacists only needed to select high - quality plants from them and then refine the medicine. However, since Murin Tristan hadn''t obtained his occupation yet, he had to work hard and do everything from gathering herbs to refining medicine on his own.


    Another talent of pharmacists was the micro - perception ability, which was the sensitivity to the control of heat and timing when refining pills. If his micro - perception ability was also okay, then Murin Tristan could go to the city with peace of mind to apply for an occupation badge.

 Chapter 21: Alchemy

    He took out a small white bead from his bosom and placed it in the palm of his hand. Then he closed his eyes, and his spiritual power quickly gathered under his mental command. "Free space, please heed my call and expand!" It was the first time he used the summoning spell, and Murin Tristan felt extremely awkward. The words were very hard to pronounce. However, the effectiveness of the spell was beyond doubt. After Murin Tristan finished chanting the spell, with a soft "pop," the small bead actually turned into a semi - meter - long transparent cubic spatial container.


    That small white bead was a storage bead made by spatial warlocks of a special profession. It could greatly shrink items that were originally too large to carry and seal them inside. After chanting the spatial summoning spell, the items in the storage bead would return to their original form. It was said that a grandmaster - level spatial warlock could make a storage bead that could hold a small house. Since everyone could use it, the storage bead had become a must - have item for everyone on the Divine Wind Continent. Unfortunately, the weight of the item did not decrease with the reduction of its volume; instead, its density increased.


    He took out a medicine cauldron from the expanded storage bead. The cauldron was five inches wide and seven inches long. The temperature here was much lower than at the foot of the mountain. After his sweat dried, the chill began to invade. Murin Tristan shivered and took out a set of animal - fur clothes from the storage bead and put them on. It was Sean who was smart and reminded him to bring an extra set of thick clothes. Otherwise, he would have to endure the cold.


    He put all the medicinal herbs into the cauldron one by one and covered it. Then Murin Tristan sat cross - legged and used a spell to establish a contract. In this way, the situation inside the cauldron during the alchemy process could be transmitted to his mind on its own, and he could control the size of the fire with his thoughts.


    The medicine cauldron had been filled with a certain amount of fire elements by a fire - type mage when it was sold, so there was no need to use firewood, which was rather primitive. Moreover, various elements such as gold, wood, water, fire, and earth required for the medicinal herbs were all stored in the cauldron. Once the contract was established, they could be controlled by the alchemist''s thoughts. Except for the herbal medicines, no additional auxiliary materials were needed.


    Each type of elemental spell was divided into three categories: attack, auxiliary, and defense. Murin Tristan used one of the auxiliary spells: "Passionate fire - type elves, gather around me. Please allow me to borrow your power for a while and be my capable arms!"


    With a soft "bang," a small cluster of red flames suddenly appeared under the cauldron. Then, like a lake hit by a pebble, it slowly spread and burned brightly. It was his first time making pills, and Murin Tristan couldn''t help but feel a little nervous. He carefully controlled the size of the fire and raised his spiritual power to the maximum. The situation in the medicine cauldron was reflected in his mind without the slightest omission. Murin Tristan simply closed his eyes because when making pills, it was not about "seeing," but more importantly, sensing with all his heart. This complex method was undoubtedly much more advanced than the simple alchemy techniques on Earth.


    The so - called micro - perception was first manifested in the alchemist''s fine control of the elements obtained through the contract, including the size of the furnace fire and the proportion of water, wood, and other elements incorporated into the pills. It should be known that alchemy was an extremely precise matter. Even the slightest deviation in the fire temperature or the elemental proportion would lead to failure.The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.


    Another manifestation of micro - perception was the micro - perception of the medicinal herbs in the cauldron. The stronger a person''s micro - perception was, the clearer and more detailed the situation of the furnace cauldron would be reflected in the brain during alchemy. For a grandmaster - level alchemist, even when using hundreds of herbal medicines for alchemy, they could keep track of the fire temperature and the elemental fusion degree of each herb at all times. That was an extremely high realm.


    After experiencing the work process of an alchemist, Murin Tristan had to admit that one really needed natural talent to be competent in various professions. Micro - perception was not something that could be learned through simple study. For example, it was as useless as asking someone to learn a dog''s sense of smell, no matter how hard they tried.


    Red, yellow, blue, green, yellow, white... The color of the flame kept changing repeatedly, and the temperature rose and fell. Finally, with a "whoosh," the flame receded quickly like the ebbing tide and disappeared without a trace. At the same time, Murin Tristan opened his eyes.


    With a nervous heart, he lifted the lid of the cauldron. A burst of fragrance immediately wafted into his nose. Murin Tristan was overjoyed because he had heard Morian say that the fragrance was a sign of successful alchemy.


    He turned the cauldron upside down, and more than a dozen fiery - red pills rolled down into his palm. However, what made Murin Tristan laugh and cry was that their shapes were really irregular. Most of them were uneven, and one flat - shaped pill was relatively more pleasing to the eye. Generally speaking, the rounder and smoother the pill was, the better its quality. He had succeeded, but unfortunately, the quality was a bit disappointing. There was also one pill that had cracked, and the fragments were gray - black, which was a failed product.


    Overall, Murin Tristan was very satisfied with such a result for his first attempt at alchemy. Most novice alchemists had to fail dozens of times before they could successfully make their first batch of pills. Morian said he was a genius, and it seemed that was really the case! Murin Tristan held the pile of restoration pills that looked uglier than bird droppings, and a sense of accomplishment welled up in him. He was so proud and excited that he almost wanted to dance with joy.


    After indulging in self - admiration for a while, Murin Tristan put the restoration pills in his hand into another storage bead. He looked at his watch and was surprised to find that nearly half an hour had passed. The whole process had felt like only one or two minutes. He couldn''t believe that time passed so quickly when he was fully engaged.


    "Ha, I''ll take them back and show them to Lisa and the others." As soon as Murin Tristan thought of having a chance to show off, he couldn''t wait to go back. However, when he stood up, he suddenly saw a small grass wrapped around a tree ten meters ahead.


    Unlike most plants that grew upwards, this small grass grew in a coiling manner, like a vine. However, it was much shorter than a vine, only about a foot long. Its stem was as thick as a thumb, and there were red fine lines like a net all over it, resembling snake scales. There were no leaves on the stem at all, and it looked very smooth. At the top, there was a small green triangular fruit standing proudly. The whole plant looked exactly like a small green snake coiled on a tree, raising its head and spitting out its forked tongue.


    Its unique appearance made Murin Tristan recognize it at a glance - it was a Snake Saliva Fruit. Many people would mistake it for a vine, but it was indeed a grass - type plant. It was just special. Since it had no leaves, it could only extend its roots into the tree to obtain nutrients and survive. It belonged to a parasitic plant.


    Murin Tristan''s knowledge of the Snake Saliva Fruit did not come from the knowledge of medicinal herbs given to him by the Divine Wind Continent, nor from the old guy''s earnest teachings in class. Instead, he had once used the Snake Saliva Fruit to make a special medicine - a powerful aphrodisiac called "Nuns Gone Wild".

 22: The Storm

    The ingredients of "Nun''s Madness" are all kinds of strange herbs. Many of them are not sold in traditional Chinese medicine stores at all, and the Snake Saliva Fruit is one of them. In order to find this herb, Murin Tristan had to go to the villages in the countryside. So he was very familiar with it.


    To make sure there was no mistake, Murin Tristan stepped forward and sniffed the cyan fruit. A particularly pungent and strange fragrance almost made him sneeze. It was indeed the Snake Saliva Fruit. It was the first time Murin Tristan had seen a plant from Earth on the Divine Wind Continent, and he was a little surprised. Suddenly, a strange idea popped into his mind - to brew "Nun''s Madness".


    As soon as this idea came up, it couldn''t be stopped. He wondered how powerful the "Nun''s Madness" brewed by the methods of the Divine Wind Continent would be. Murin Tristan, who had just learned alchemy, felt as if thousands of ants were crawling on his heart. He couldn''t hold back any longer. Believing that "action speaks louder than words", he immediately started to prepare.


    The recipe for "Nun''s Madness" requires nine ingredients. Besides the Snake Saliva Fruit, there are also Red Plum, Flower - Cherishing Vine, Mantiro, Fox - Scented Grass, Double - Leaf Shy Orchid, Wind - Facing White Ling, Sleepless Night, and Snow Lotus. Basically, none of these herbs are sold in the major pharmacies in Shangjing City. For this reason, Murin Tristan specifically looked up a large amount of relevant information, so he knew these herbs very well.


    Murin Tristan wasn''t sure if the Divine Wind Continent had the other ingredients for "Nun''s Madness", but driven by his strong curiosity, he still decided to give it a try. According to their growth characteristics, Murin Tristan searched everywhere in the Thunderclap Mountains. As the saying goes, hard work pays off. He actually found seven more ingredients. However, the Flower - Cherishing Vine and the Wind - Facing White Ling were a bit different from what he remembered. They looked similar but might not be the same. The former had a different leaf shape, and the latter''s flower didn''t smell as strong. He didn''t know if they were the same species as those on Earth or just looked alike.


    Murin Tristan didn''t bother to think too much about it. He picked them all anyway. After all, it was just an experiment. Even if it failed, it wouldn''t be a big deal. During the collection process, he also found several other familiar herbs by accident, such as Marlin Ding, Brake Fern, Falling Petals, and Motherwort Fungus...


    The above were some of the few things Murin Tristan learned from that old guy in school - because they could all potentially be components of poisons!


    Medicine is not a toy that can be played with casually. Mixing the wrong ingredients and causing drug poisoning is a very serious matter. For example, Motherwort Fungus is usually a tonic. Especially for pregnant women, it can help the unborn child develop better and also nourish the mother''s body. But if Motherwort Fungus is mixed with several other herbs like Marlin Ding in a certain proportion, they will become a highly toxic substance called "Soul - Seizing". The person who takes it will almost die immediately. Although Murin Tristan was lazy, he wasn''t so lazy as to take human life lightly. So he listened obediently and very carefully to the part about drug poisoning that the old guy taught, and even took notes for the first time in his life.


    He had already got the ingredients for the poison "Soul - Seizing", but he was still short of one ingredient for "Nun''s Madness" - the Snow Lotus. Murin Tristan was a bit in a dilemma at this time. Because Snow Lotuses grow in snowy areas. Back then, in order to get a Snow Lotus, Murin Tristan had to take a 2,000 - kilometer train from Shangjing City in the south, crossing most of the country to Changbai Peak in the snow - capped mountains of Daye City in the north.


    In the Thunderclap Mountains, Snow Lotuses might only be found on the mountaintop. But besides the Snow Lotus, there was also the Snow Soul Essence on the mountaintop, a deadly ice - type magic beast that Sean had repeatedly warned Murin Tristan not to approach!


    Everyone knows that life is precious, even an idiot. Murin Tristan was no exception. When he thought of the dangerous Snow Soul Essence, he already had the idea of giving up. However, curiosity is a terrifying thing. Once you have a strong curiosity about something, it''s hard to control your behavior with common sense, even if that thing isn''t important.


    A voice in Murin Tristan''s heart tempted him like a devil: Go on, it''s okay. Just be careful. Once you see the Snow Soul Essence from a distance, run back immediately. There won''t be any problem...


    Apparently, Murin Tristan wasn''t a person who could resist temptation. So he set foot on the road to the mountaintop.This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon.


    The temperature dropped significantly as he climbed higher. After climbing 2,000 meters, Murin Tristan, who was wearing a warm animal - skin coat, still felt cold. The ground was covered with sparse withered grass. Basically, only the cold - resistant pine trees and white firs could stand tall. There were fewer and fewer people. At the foot of the mountain, he could occasionally see a few herbal collectors. But here, he only met a guy who was looking for valuable herbs. The guy was wrapped up tightly. When Murin Tristan, who was wearing thin clothes, suddenly appeared, he really scared that guy. The guy probably thought he saw a ghost. No combat - class professional would come to the Thunderclap Mountains to kill monsters and practice, because besides the Snow Soul Essence on the mountaintop, there were no other magic beasts. And the Snow Soul Essence was too difficult to deal with. Even the strongest warrior in Green Town wasn''t its match. What''s more, the Snow Soul Essence had the geographical advantage of the snow - capped mountains.


    Murin Tristan braced himself and climbed to the 3,000 - meter highland. The terrain suddenly became steep. He had to use both hands and feet to climb up. There were strange - shaped rugged rocks everywhere. Looking down, Green Town became a small dot. It was really a very remote small town, almost surrounded by an endless wild forest. There was no other town or city within hundreds of miles.


    Sparse snowflakes fell from the sky, indicating that he wasn''t too far from his destination. The weather was as cold as the twelfth lunar month of winter. Without that animal - skin coat, he might have frozen to death. Murin Tristan felt that his absurd behavior had a bit of a masochistic tendency. He almost wanted to turn around and go down the mountain immediately, go back to Sean''s bar, take a nice hot bath, and then lie on that soft big bed and have a good sleep. What a wonderful thing that would be! But if he gave up, all his previous efforts would be in vain, and he would have suffered for nothing. Murin Tristan wouldn''t do such a losing thing. He cheered himself up and continued his "self - torture". After dozens of minutes, when he climbed onto a huge rock with an almost 90 - degree slope with great effort, Murin Tristan''s eyes suddenly opened up, and he saw a spectacular scene.


    White, almost everything in sight was white. What a world of ice and snow dressed in silver! Dense snowflakes fell from the sky like confetti after a party, fluttering and swirling. Occasionally, a few gray rocks could be seen on the snow - covered ground, which were the only bright spots on the mountaintop. There were also some plants. Occasionally, there were a few snow - white snow grasses, like ice sculptures, blending in with the boundless white. If you didn''t pay attention, you really couldn''t tell them apart. Several fist - sized little animals as white as the snowflakes were chasing and playing on the snow - covered ground, leaving a series of small plum - shaped footprints, bringing a lot of vitality to this place where it was hard for creatures to survive. Their names were snow mice. They were gentle - tempered and wouldn''t attack people actively. They could be caught as pets. Unfortunately, they could only live in snowy areas.


    Unexpectedly, the peak of the Thunderclap Mountains had a world of its own, completely different from the steep slopes and cliffs just now. It was an endless expanse of snow - covered plain. It was really a beautiful place, but now wasn''t the time for sightseeing. The biting cold wind howled, as if it wanted to freeze one''s bones. Murin Tristan didn''t dare to stay for too long, otherwise he would turn into an ice man.


    Snow Lotuses wouldn''t grow outside the snowy area, so Murin Tristan still had to endure more hardship. Although Sean had said that the Snow Soul Essence usually lived in the heartland of the snowy area, and this was just the outskirts. But nothing was absolute. Even being sucked into a black hole and arriving on the Divine Wind Continent, which was probably a precedent - setting event, could happen. What else was impossible? So as soon as Murin Tristan stepped into the snow - covered plain, he became vigilant, extremely careful, and moved forward cautiously, lest he become the prey of the Snow Soul Essence. Fortunately, the Snow Soul Essence was huge in size and wouldn''t hide its tracks. It was still relatively easy to spot.


    After walking slowly for half an hour, the snow on the ground was getting deeper and deeper,Submerged his feet. It was a bit difficult to walk. Murin Tristan found several strange plants that he didn''t know the names of, but there was still no sign of the Snow Lotus. He was already a little frustrated. His courage and impulse were reaching their limits, and he was about to give up. At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up. A faint red light came into his sight in the distance. Murin Tristan walked quickly towards the direction of the red light with excitement.


    A plant only knee - high suddenly appeared in his field of vision. Layers of small petals formed a palm - sized pink flower. Its color was so conspicuous in the snow - covered plain, standing out from the crowd, so that no one could ignore its existence.


    Murin Tristan was overjoyed because that was the last ingredient needed for "Nun''s Madness" - the Snow Lotus. He almost rushed forward, dug up the Snow Lotus, and kissed it twice: "Ha, good baby. Finally found you." Thinking that he had endured the cold for so long for it, he felt a little unbalanced. He cursed in his heart, Damn it. You''re so high - and - mighty. I, a brilliant genius alchemist, have to risk my life and come to the mountaintop to ''invite'' you.


    After sealing the Snow Lotus into the storage pearl and just about to go back, Murin Tristan suddenly felt that the speed of snowfall was increasing rapidly, and a violent wind was howling. He looked up and immediately discovered a very serious problem. Hundreds of meters away in the distance, snow grains and ice blocks were overwhelming, like a black mass of locusts passing through. The snow on the ground was constantly being rolled up crazily and became part of it, like an evil monster.


    A storm!

 Chapter 23: The Snow Spirit

    Murin Tristan let out a strange yell and started running back with all his might. He knew exactly how powerful the storm was. Not to mention a person, even a large truck weighing dozens of tons could be easily swept away.


    However, a person''s speed was no match for the wind. In an instant, the storm was upon him. Murin Tristan didn''t even have time to let out a grunt before disappearing into the boundless snow and wind.


    When Murin Tristan slowly regained consciousness, the snow had stopped. He saw the stars filling the sky, indicating that it was already night. Most of his body was buried in the snow, and his blood almost seemed to have congealed. Fortunately, the snow had saved him from falling to death. Less than a meter away from him was a large black rock. How dangerous! If the storm had thrown him just a little bit closer, he would have been smashed to pieces. What rotten luck! First, he encountered a black hole, and now this storm. When fate decides to make someone unlucky, there''s really nothing to be done about it.


    Murin Tristan was so frustrated that he felt his hormones were out of balance. He wanted to curse as usual, but his tongue was almost frozen stiff, so he could only curse inwardly. Just as he was about to get up, a sudden sense of danger flashed through his mind. Murin Tristan looked up and was almost scared to death. By the starlight reflected off the snow, he could vaguely see a monster made entirely of snow less than ten meters ahead. Its head was like a lantern, and it was a full three meters tall. However, its legs were very short, disproportionate to its long body. Its two feet were as thick as an elephant''s, and its small mung - bean - like eyes were like two small light bulbs, glowing with a dim green light. Its body, which looked rather stupid at first glance, combined with such eyes and a lantern - like head, made it look extremely strange and terrifying. What was even more terrifying was its identity - a Snow Soul Spirit, exactly as described by Sean.


    Although the Snow Soul Spirit''s eyes looked terrifying, its eyesight was actually very poor. It usually couldn''t see clearly things more than ten meters away and relied more on its sense of smell to determine the position of its enemies. Murin Tristan forced himself to suppress his fear, hid behind the rock, held his breath tightly, and lay motionless in the snow. It was too late to run away. Within a thirty - meter radius was the Snow Soul Spirit''s attack range, and running around randomly might even lead him to encounter more Snow Soul Spirits. If he was surrounded, he would really be doomed.


    Perhaps it was the rock that provided cover, or the fact that Murin Tristan had completely held his breath. The Snow Soul Spirit didn''t notice him. It exhaled thick white mist from its mouth and staggered past the front of the rock. Murin Tristan could feel the cold air coming from it, which was even colder than the ice and snow. He almost shivered, but he didn''t dare to. That would probably cost him his life. This Snow Soul Spirit was walking incredibly slowly, as leisurely as if it were taking a stroll. Murin Tristan held his breath for over a minute, and his face turned bright red. Only then did the Snow Soul Spirit slowly walk more than thirty meters away. Murin Tristan couldn''t hold it in any longer. Otherwise, he would suffocate. He gasped for air greedily, like a fish that had been out of water for a long time. Fortunately, the Snow Soul Spirit''s sense of smell was much less sensitive compared to other magical beasts, and it didn''t notice this intruder.


    Murin Tristan waited until the Snow Soul Spirit was far away before daring to stand up and shake off the snowflakes on his body. He immediately started thinking about how to leave. No one could guarantee that there wouldn''t be a second or third Snow Soul Spirit appearing later.


    He looked around. In the vast snow - covered plain, there were already some high and low black dots, which were large and small rocks. Murin Tristan was already dizzy and disoriented, not knowing which way was the road. He looked left and right, front and back, and finally felt that the entire snow - covered plain was spinning. In a wide area with almost the same color, a person''s sense of direction would greatly decline, especially at night. Although he was eager to go down the mountain immediately, Murin Tristan finally made a reluctant decision - to stay on the mountain top for the night. Staying in a place full of monsters for a night sounded crazy, but it was the wisest choice. At night, his field of vision was not much better than that of the Snow Soul Spirit. Running around like a headless chicken, he was likely to encounter those monsters. During the day, with sufficient light, he could at least take advantage of his better eyesight, quickly avoid them when he saw them from afar, and it was also easier to determine the direction to go down the mountain.Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation.


    However, this place was obviously not safe enough. He had to find a more secluded place to hide. One couldn''t always be so lucky. He had managed to hold his breath and get away with it this time, but he couldn''t count on God to be so kind to him next time.


    Murin Tristan sneaked around in the dark. Finally, he was pleasantly surprised to find a small cave ahead. It was originally a complete huge rock, but for some unknown reason, the middle part had cracked, forming a natural cave. The entrance of the cave was so narrow that only one person could enter or exit, and one had to squat down to barely squeeze in. It also looked quite deep. Instead of being alarmed, Murin Tristan was delighted. If the entrance was small, even if the Snow Soul Spirits discovered his whereabouts, they couldn''t get in.


    Murin Tristan immediately crawled in on all fours. After crawling about seven or eight meters, the cave gradually became wider, but it also got darker. After crawling a few more meters, he touched the cave wall in front of him. He had reached the end. It was pitch - black here. Murin Tristan groped around and took out a small emergency magic lamp from his storage pearl. After chanting a spell to make it light up, he could finally see the cave clearly. The top of the cave was three meters high and five meters wide at its widest point. It was a relatively comfortable place to stay, not too oppressive. What made Murin Tristan even happier was that it was clean and warm inside. In this extremely cold snow - covered plain, it was like heaven.


    "Growl." The protest from his stomach reminded Murin Tristan that he was starving. He realized that he hadn''t eaten a single grain of rice since breakfast. Fortunately, there was still a piece of bread in his storage pearl. Morian had suggested bringing it because the Thunderous Mountain Range was not a small place, and they might not be able to return by noon. Now Murin Tristan thought Morian was really wise. If it weren''t for him, he would have to starve until the next morning, and he didn''t know if he would still have the strength to go down the mountain.


    Chewing on the cold and hard bread, Murin Tristan couldn''t help but think of the steaming beast milk. He sighed. It was good enough to be able to fill his stomach. He couldn''t afford to be picky now.


    No matter how well one planned, things could still go wrong. No matter how cautious he was, he never expected to encounter that sudden storm and be swept into the depths of the snow - covered area. Murin Tristan began to regret why he had been so impulsive, ignoring Morian''s advice and wasting time practicing that damned "Nun''s Madness" for no good reason. This moment of impulse might cost him his life. But there was no use crying over spilled milk. No matter how crazy Murin Tristan got, everything had already happened. Murin Tristan learned a painful but valuable lesson: In the Divine Wind Continent, which was full of magical beasts everywhere, he had to think twice before doing anything and never be impulsive again. Of course, this was only if he could survive, because lessons were of no value to the dead.


    After barely filling his stomach, Murin Tristan looked at his watch. It was the only thing with sentimental value that he had brought from Earth.


    Converting to the time of the Divine Wind Continent, it was already midnight. That storm had lasted a long time.


    Sitting against the wall, Murin Tristan wanted to sleep until dawn. The quiet cave should have been the ideal place to rest, but Murin Tristan found that he couldn''t fall asleep at all. It was too quiet in the cave, making him feel nervous. He would rather have a frog croaking. Maybe that would make him feel better. Perhaps it was also because he was worried about whether he could go down the mountain tomorrow. Murin Tristan''s eyes kept opening and closing, and he was extremely irritable. Finally, he simply sat up.


    In fact, the most terrifying thing in the world is not death, but loneliness. A person who is extremely lonely may even commit suicide because they can''t bear it. Murin Tristan was experiencing that unforgettable feeling. The quiet cave was so deathly silent. There was not a single companion, not even a small ant. A sense of confusion, helplessness, and depression... all kinds of complex negative emotions welled up in his heart, slowly eroding his patience and even his soul.


    Murin Tristan felt that if he didn''t find something to do, he would go crazy before dawn. Thinking of "Nun''s Madness", he had suffered a lot while practicing it. Anyway, he had nothing to do and couldn''t sleep. So he might as well give it a try to see if he could succeed. After all, he had risked his life for it!

 Chapter 24: Intense Battle

    When one is highly concentrated, time passes by incredibly fast, and the long night doesn''t seem so difficult to endure. With this thought in mind, Murin Tristan immediately took out the items he needed from the storage pearl and stuffed all the snake saliva fruits and other ingredients into the cauldron. One of the advantages of the unique alchemy in the Divine Wind Continent is its convenience. On Earth, many of these herbs had to be dried first, and some even had to be ground into powder, and then prepared in strict proportions. It was a "crazy for nuns" (a joke term here) necessary preparation process. It took him more than two months to succeed just once back then. But now, with the help of micro - sensitivity control, it''s not that troublesome.


    Plants like snake saliva fruits, Zhu plums, flower - cherishing vines, Mantiro, fox - smelling grass, and two - leaf shy orchids, which are the same as or similar to those on Earth, have a very low yield in the Divine Wind Continent. Murin Tristan spent almost a whole day searching in the Thunderclap Mountains to get one or two plants of each. He estimated that it was barely enough to refine two or three "Sister - Crazy" pills. However, controlling two or three pills at the same time was much easier than the hemostatic pills he made during the day. Moreover, Murin Tristan had tried it hundreds of times on Earth, so he was quite proficient. With the assistance of micro - sensitivity, it was like adding wings to a tiger.


    Half an hour later, he achieved great success. Murin Tristan looked at the freshly - made pill in his hand. It was as big as a lychee, round, and brightly red, giving off a faint luster. He was quite surprised. He originally thought that the ingredients were enough to make at least two pills. Moreover, different from the pills he made on Earth, the color of this pill was astonishingly gorgeous. Just looking at it made people feel an inexplicable commotion. A musk - like fragrance filled the air, very strong, and it was the smell of desire. Murin Tristan wasn''t sure if he should call it "Sister - Crazy," but there was no doubt that judging from its seductive color and smell, it was definitely an aphrodisiac, and a top - notch one at that. According to the most common rules for judging medicines in the Divine Wind Continent, the more regular the shape and the more distinct the color of a pill, the more powerful its efficacy.


    However, Murin Tristan didn''t feel the slightest bit of joy. So what if he succeeded? It was just an aid for sex. In this place where strength was highly respected in the Divine Wind Continent, a pill that could increase strength even for a moment was the real top - grade item. Damn it, he was trapped here because of this "Sister - Crazy" pill. The more Murin Tristan thought about it, the angrier he got. With a wave of his hand, he forcefully threw the "Sister - Crazy" pill out. However, it hit the rock wall and bounced back, rolling right at Murin Tristan''s feet.


    It seemed to be fate. Murin Tristan sighed, picked it up, and put it back into the storage pearl. At this time, he remembered that he had the materials for the "Soul - Seizing" pill, so he simply took them out and refined it together. This time, he was still successful, and it was a high - quality product. However, the pill was pitch - black and shiny, and it had a disgusting stench that made people want to vomit. It was a poison after all. Just by looking at its appearance and smell, one could tell it wasn''t a good thing.


    Murin Tristan put the pills and the cauldron back into the storage pearl. After refining medicine twice in a row, he had consumed a lot of mental energy. Murin Tristan began to feel a bit tired, and sleepiness welled up. He leaned against the wall and soon fell into a deep sleep.


    ****


    "Fire Blade Break!"


    Murin Tristan, who was having a good dream of watching an adult video on Earth, was awakened by a sudden coquettish shout. He rubbed his eyes, and his anger from being woken up flared up. He was about to curse as usual: "Which son of a bitch is in such a hurry to go to hell so early in the morning?"


    Ah, human voices? There were actually people on the top of the Thunderclap Mountains. Murin Tristan excitedly got up.


    From time to time, bursts of explosive sounds came into the cave. It seemed that a fierce battle was going on outside. Even if he was going to die, he had to seize this good opportunity to leave this place! Ignoring the danger, Murin Tristan climbed out of the cave. Then he witnessed the first battle between humans and magical beasts in the Divine Wind Continent.


    On the human side was a black - clad woman dressed as a thief. Her back was facing Murin Tristan. Her graceful figure moved around, as light and beautiful as a butterfly fluttering among flowers or a fish swimming in deep water. When Murin Tristan saw her opponent, he couldn''t help but take a deep breath. It was a Snow Soul Spirit, but not an ordinary one. It was actually four meters tall. Just looking at its huge body made people tremble. It was surrounded by a faint white freezing aura, and its movements were much more agile than the one Murin Tristan saw last night. Moreover, it had two sharp ice claws. As far as Murin Tristan knew, Snow Soul Spirits usually only used their mouths to launch freezing attacks, but this huge one in front of him could also launch physical attacks.This narrative has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. If you see it on Amazon, please report it.


    Although the black - clad woman was agile, under the pressure of the huge Snow Soul Spirit, she had many wounds on her body, and blood was flowing continuously. However, she was no easy target either. Every time she attacked with the dagger in her hand, several fire blades would shoot out, making the Snow Soul Spirit howl in pain. If it was just a physical attack, the Snow Soul Spirit with its hard ice armor wouldn''t be afraid at all. But the energy blades containing fire power could easily melt the ice and snow and damage its internal organs, causing much greater harm.


    The situation was evenly matched. Whoever was a little careless might end up losing their life on the spot. Murin Tristan watched this thrilling battle, not daring to make a sound for fear of bringing trouble upon himself.


    As time passed bit by bit, both sides were seriously injured. However, the black - clad woman might have lost too much blood and was running out of strength. Her delicate body was already a bit wobbly. She accidentally got hit hard by the Snow Soul Spirit''s claws again and finally couldn''t stand still and fell to the ground.


    A fierce light flashed in the green eyes of the Snow Soul Spirit. It raised its big foot and stomped hard towards the place where the woman fell. It didn''t show any mercy. If this foot landed, no matter how beautiful the woman was, she would turn into an ugly pile of meat.


    Seeing that the woman who had lost her balance due to falling couldn''t avoid it, Murin Tristan couldn''t help but let out a cry: "Ah!" Then he quickly covered his mouth. It''s over. This is really bad. Next, it will come and deal with me. Such a huge monster. Even if I hide in the cave, it won''t be useful. I''m afraid the cave will be crushed and become my grave.


    At the critical moment, the woman suddenly made an extremely fast lateral movement that seemed to violate the laws of physics. She almost slid two meters away parallel to the ground, narrowly avoiding the Snow Soul Spirit''s big foot. She then looked in Murin Tristan''s direction in surprise. She really couldn''t believe that there was someone else on the top of the Thunderclap Mountains.


    When they faced each other, Murin Tristan was equally surprised because he had met the woman before. She was the incredibly beautiful female thief Lendis, who seemed to come straight out of a comic.


    Murin Tristan didn''t know that Lendis''s academy internship task was to hunt down a Snow Soul Spirit King and bring back its eyeball as proof of completing the task. The Snow Soul Spirit King was a B - rank lower - tier magical beast. Calculating based on their respective strengths, Lendis was far from being its match. But she was fearless because she had one of her family''s treasures, the Fire Dragon Inner Core, and the Fire Bead, which was the bane of ice - based magic. Moreover, the high agility of a thief was a great advantage against the slow - moving Snow Soul Spirit. However, she didn''t expect that the Snow Soul Spirit King could not only use ice - based attacks but also physical attacks. What was even worse was that it was extremely cunning. After realizing that its freezing attacks were ineffective against Lendis, it used a trick to lead her to this triangular area with a rock wall at the back, taking advantage of the terrain to trap her. The thief''s greatest advantage of speed was greatly suppressed, so she was at a disadvantage. If Lendis didn''t have the Fire Dragon Bead that the Snow Soul Spirit King feared, she would have already died under its claws.


    At this time, Lendis also clearly saw Murin Tristan''s face. He was the man who made such a disgusting noise while drinking in the bar yesterday morning, rolling the food back into his mouth with his tongue. She was full of questions. Why did that non - combatant guy come to such a dangerous place? Could he be a warrior hiding his identity in civilian clothes? He didn''t look like one at all. But the situation was urgent. Lendis, who had lost a lot of blood and was physically exhausted, pleaded for help: "Hey, come and help me!"


    Although Murin Tristan really wanted to stage a romantic story of a hero saving a beauty and the beauty falling in love with him in return, he knew that with his strength, challenging the Snow Soul Spirit was like a moth flying into a flame or an egg hitting a rock. With just one casual claw, he would probably be shouting passionately, "I''ll be a hero again in eighteen years!" and go to meet the King of Hell (in the Divine Wind Continent, it should be the God of Death).


    Beauty is precious, and money is more valuable. But for the sake of life, both can be sacrificed. This was one of the most important principles in Murin Tristan''s life. Without life, no matter how many beauties and how much money there were, he couldn''t enjoy them. So he stammered, "S, sorry. I''m not its match." After that, he even shrank back into the cave a little more.


    Lendis, who was desperately dodging the crazy attacks of the Snow Soul Spirit King, was almost so angry that she fainted. This guy was a complete coward. She wondered why he had come to such a dangerous place.

 Chapter 25 The Holy Elixir

    This guy was probably not only a coward but also an idiot. Otherwise, he wouldn''t have ignored her charm that morning. Thinking of this, Lendis secretly felt a bit more confident, as the heavy blow she received yesterday morning was finally starting to heal a little. Women were like that; they cared more about their appearance than anything else, even if they were on the verge of death.


    The attacks of the Snow Soul Spirit King grew more and more fierce. Its two claws lashed out. It was very clever, knowing that Lendis was also at the end of her rope and determined to kill her with its last bit of strength. Moreover, it had forced her into a triangular area with a rock behind her, leaving her no way to escape.


    Lendis was in a panic, struggling to defend herself. In her disheveled state, she managed to ask Murin Tristan, "Hey, do you have any recovery pills?" She didn''t have much hope because recovery pills were relatively expensive for non - combatants. Except on the eve of a Warcraft siege, there was no reason for them to spend money on something that was useless to them.


    To her surprise, Murin Tristan replied, "Yes, yes, I do!" Leaving aside the aspect of showing tenderness to a beauty, if something happened to Lendis, he would surely be in trouble too. Besides, he still needed her to lead him down the mountain.


    Lendis was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Then take it out quickly!"


    In his haste, Murin Tristan chanted the space incantation of the storage bead. Due to being too nervous, he made mistakes twice and only succeeded on the third try. Lendis was so angry when she saw that Murin Tristan couldn''t even correctly chant the basic storage space incantation that she almost wanted to give up on the monster in front of her and come over to stab him with her dagger first.


    There were too many things in the storage bead - herbs, cauldrons, magic lamps, and a bunch of pills. The more he rushed, the slower he got. In his hurry, Murin Tristan simply took out everything.


    Lendis'' situation was getting more and more difficult. She watched Murin Tristan''s clumsy actions, feeling anxious and angry. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. A large number of pills rolled out. Most of them were very ugly low - grade hemostatic pills. However, among them, one pitch - black pill and one extremely red pill stood out.


    Lendis'' gaze fixed on the extremely red pill. She exclaimed in surprise and joy, "The Holy Spirit Pill?!" That''s right, it was indeed the Holy Spirit Pill! Its unique beautiful white luster was as holy as the magic light when a priest cast a spell. There was no way she could be wrong! She really couldn''t think of any other medicine that would look like this except the Holy Spirit Pill. The Holy Spirit Pill could not only immediately make a person who was at death''s door come back to life and fully recover from all physical abnormalities, but it could also even slightly increase one''s spiritual power. It was truly a divine - bestowed holy medicine. However, it was extremely rare. Its materials were a large number of top - grade rare herbs, and the pharmacist had to reach at least the Saint - level. These two conditions were already harsh, and the success rate of Saint - level pharmacists when refining it was pitifully low. It could be said that it was something one could only hope to encounter by chance. Even in her Kayin family, only her father, the head of the family, had painstakingly obtained one.


    Lendis was a bit stunned. She couldn''t figure out how this lewd guy could possess such a top - grade pill. But the situation at hand didn''t allow her to think too much. She quickly retreated to Murin Tristan''s side and grabbed the pill.


    "Hey, that''s not a recovery pill..." Murin Tristan tried to stop her when he saw this.


    Seeing Murin Tristan''s anxious look, Lendis was even more certain. "Hmph, this guy actually wants to deceive this knowledgeable young lady. No way!" She immediately threw the pill into her mouth and said triumphantly, "Don''t worry, it doesn''t matter if it''s not!" Thinking that this sleazy man had suffered a big loss and that she had taken the top - grade holy pill, she was so happy that she almost laughed out loud.If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement.


    To his horror, she actually swallowed the "Nun Gone Wild" pill. Murin Tristan, who witnessed the whole process but couldn''t stop it, could only open his mouth wide into an "O" shape, wide enough to fit several duck eggs. After a few seconds, he frustrated said to himself, "It''s over. We''re both going to die now!"


    After Lendis swallowed the pill, she felt a powerful force surging through her body. Her injuries recovered at an incredible speed. She was both surprised and delighted, thinking that this "Super Recovery Pill" was really a peerless good medicine. At this time, the Snow Soul Spirit King rushed over again. With a boost of spirit, Lendis grabbed her dagger and charged at it, shouting, "Fire Blade Dance!" Five light blue flame - like wind blades shot out, curving towards the vulnerable parts of the Snow Soul Spirit King''s body as if they had a life of their own, even coming back from the side. This was one of Lendis'' signature moves, but it consumed a lot of spiritual power. She couldn''t use it when she was weak just now.


    When Lendis saw the color of the flames, she was taken aback. In the Divine Wind Continent, the colors of flames were divided into red, yellow, blue, green, purple, and white, with the temperature and power of the flames increasing in that order. With the help of the Fire Dragon Pearl, she had never been able to reach the blue - fire stage. Now, she had unexpectedly broken through, even if it was only the light - blue beginner stage. The Holy Spirit Pill was truly amazing! Lendis couldn''t help but exclaim.


    The temperature of the blue flames was clearly much higher than that of the yellow flames. The heat wave hit from afar. When the Snow Soul Spirit King saw the five blue - fire wind blades, fear flashed in its eyes. However, it was charging too fast, and its bulky body couldn''t dodge. It rushed straight into them.


    The five fire blades penetrated the body of the Snow Soul Spirit King, which was also at the end of its strength, as easily as cutting through melons and vegetables. It let out an earth - shattering howl, then fell to the ground unwillingly. Its body turned into a thick white vapor and rushed towards Lendis like water vapor evaporating. Lendis didn''t dodge or evade, allowing it to hit her. However, the white vapor had no harmful effect and quickly merged into her body.


    Spiritual power was the most basic unit of power in the continent. For example, strength, magic power, mental power, and spell - casting power could all be regarded as manifestations of spiritual energy and used to measure a person''s strength.


    There were several ways for people to obtain spiritual power, or power. The first was by hunting Warcraft. Warcraft were derived from the demonic energy between heaven and earth. By killing them, one could obtain part of the demonic energy in their bodies. The higher - level and more powerful the Warcraft killed, the more demonic energy one could obtain. The white vapor that the Snow Soul Spirit turned into after death was its demonic energy. However, absorbing demonic energy to increase power was a stupid method. It took a huge amount of demonic energy to convert into a little bit of spiritual power. But the advantage was that there was a chance to obtain Warcraft cores and other items, as well as improve combat experience and fighting skills.


    The second way to increase power was through hard training. By continuously undergoing intense training to break through the body''s limits, it required a lot of hard work and an indomitable will.


    The third way was cultivation, the most advanced method. Some powerful people had their own unique cultivation methods. Through cultivation, they directly transformed their bodies, thereby increasing their spiritual power. It was somewhat similar to the qigong practice of people on Earth.


    Murin Tristan watched all this happen in a flash. There were countless questions in his mind. How could Lendis be so powerful after taking the "Nun Gone Wild" pill and defeat the Warcraft in one go? Could it be that the pill wasn''t the "Nun Gone Wild" after all?


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