Chapter 15 quest completed, player awakens magical talent.
Five or six little firemen gathered at the online location, which was in front of Ist.
East lowered his sleeves, covered his arms, looked up at the sky, rubbed his forehead, and stood up. He felt like he had been lost in thought for a while. How could the day have passed so quickly?
"My little king, are you feeling unwell?" Yunmu ran over and asked worriedly. It had only been a few hours, how could the little king have changed so much? He was perfectly fine before, looking healthy and handsome, a tall, elegant, and gentle young man.
Now, however, she doesn't look well. She is tall and thin, giving off a delicate and frail feeling. Her face is pale, like someone recovering from a serious illness. The beauty mark under her eye adds a touch of eeriness.
Her bright, beady eyes sparkled with a burning light, as if she were looking at her muse, "Little King, you are so beautiful."
East is certainly not the kind of beauty that is stunning at first glance, but no matter how you look at it, you can't deny the charm of her appearance.
East took two steps back, his clear, light pink eyes filled with helplessness. "I'm fine," he replied to Yunmu, then turned to Liangjing and said, "It's probably inappropriate for a man to use such an adjective."
"Beauty is beauty, what's wrong with that?" Liang Jingjing said indifferently.
East didn't say anything more to Bright Crystal, but turned his gaze to the other little firemen and smiled, "Little fireman warriors, it seems you have done a good job with your mission."
“Of course,” Yunmu said proudly, raising her head and puffing out her chest. “Caicai is already cooking, and we can eat as soon as we get back to the village.”
Easter's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Thank you."
"No need," Yunmu said, unusually embarrassed. "Let's go, the little one hasn't eaten all day, he must be starving."
Easter returned to the village surrounded by a group of little fire people. When he saw what the village looked like now, his smile deepened. The roads had been cleaned and the potholes had been filled with mud, making it look much smoother.
Entering the village, the village has changed little, though not drastically, it's still quite clean and tidy, with only minor, insignificant flaws.
They arrived together in front of the small stone house, where Cai Cai was cooking in a clay pot. The pot was bubbling and releasing the aroma of food.
"I can only make something simple and light," Cai Cai said apologetically. Even a skilled cook can't cook without ingredients; he had done his best.
Easter curiously peered into the pot. The broth inside was milky white, with snow-white fish and mushrooms of different colors floating around. Easter swallowed hard. How long had it been since he'd eaten anything inedible? The thought made him sad.
“That’s great, thank you,” Easter said.
"Don't be so polite with us. We are your summoned creatures, aren't we?" said the quack, having long forgotten the awkwardness after a long day's work.
A human and a group of little fire people waited for food to be eaten. Finally, Cai Cai put the wild vegetables she found into the pot, and used two wooden sticks to lift the earthenware pot to the ground. "It's done." She served soup to Easter using a clean earthenware bowl and a simple wooden spoon.
When East took his first sip of the soup, he understood the meaning of the word "light." There was no salt, but he couldn't lie and say it wasn't good. In any case, it tasted much better than the fancy but impractical food on the table in the basement.
“We thought it might be safer underground than above ground,” Ru Bu Kao Di Gua began, “so we cleaned the cellar, set up a bed and some basic necessities. For the next period of time, King Phoenix, you can stay here.” He also adopted the name Mei Mei Bu Mei, feeling that the phoenix, the immortal bird, was very suitable for this king, symbolizing rebirth.
Easter raised an eyebrow, held the bowl and smiled, "Yes, thanks to you all." He seemed unusually well-behaved.
[Ding! The little fire warriors have received the King's approval. The prerequisite quest chain has been completed. The little fire warriors can check their game panel. Enjoy the game and continue to strive for the King!]
"I gained 350 experience points..." Guagua paused, then said incredulously, "Leveling up in this game is just too difficult."
“This is only the second day of our game, what’s the rush?” Liang Jingjing said.
"That's right," Guagua replied casually, then stretched out his little hands and tapped on the game panel. "Damn! I think I'm lucky, it's lightning type, it's lightning type!" he suddenly shouted, startling many of the little firemen.
Even Easter, who was quietly sipping his soup, couldn't help but cast a concerned glance. He knew the system's design; in this quest chain, the experience points gained by the other little firemen were roughly in the range of 350 to 360. The reason why Guagua reacted that way was simple: from level one to level ten, each level required 1,000 experience points, totaling 10,000. Then, from level eleven to level twenty, each level required 10,000 experience points, totaling 100,000... and so on. From level eighty-one onwards, each level required hundreds of billions of experience points. In the later stages, leveling up was truly not easy.
"I...I think I'm lucky too," Suibianla mumbled, rubbing his beady eyes with his short arms, vividly expressing disbelief.
"What attribute?" Guagua asked curiously. It's lightning type! Who could be luckier than him? Meimei isn't unlucky, she's practically a bug. He was too lazy to even ask, afraid of making a mistake.
"Light system." Whatever, I'm still in a daze.
East's brow twitched slightly. Light—this was a magical element favored by the Sky God, and the Sansette family was a prime example. Most people with Sansette blood awakened the light element. His thoughts suddenly stopped... So, was the Sky God's attention to the Sinclair Empire due to the Sansette family? Or the Sinclair royal family?
East rubbed his temples. What was the point of thinking about this? Feeling listless, he thought, whatever. Regardless of whether the person back then was really Arip Sansette, to put it bluntly, he was just a tool for sexual gratification that day. The other person might not even care. If he really went looking for her, he might be seen as a toad trying to eat swan meat. There was really no need to humiliate himself.
Easter's face showed a hint of fatigue and weariness. He was only thinking about "love," not about anything related to the mission. He simply didn't care; how could he care? In a bizarre world, doing a bizarre mission, and most importantly, being chosen as the person involved was the most bizarre of all.
It's good that he's alive. He chose to live, so he won't give up his life easily. But it's unlikely that he'll put too much effort into his missions. Living is a biological instinct, but that's about it. Whether in the past or present, East has always been a person with very low material desires. He can enjoy the good things and make do with the bad things. He might be critical and complain in his heart, but that's all.
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A group of little fire people gathered around discussing the magical attributes they had awakened. The slight expression on Ister's face went unnoticed, but the system was an exception.
The system hesitated before saying, "[Host, your emotions seem a bit off.] Yesterday, although the host seemed a bit broken, he wasn't as disheartened as he is now."
East paused for a moment, took a sip of the now-cold fish soup, the fishy, sticky taste filling his mouth, making him feel nauseous. His face remained calm and expressionless as he asked in his mind, "What's going on? Are you sure?" He hadn't noticed anything amiss; those were indeed his true thoughts. Even though the system had reminded him, he still didn't think there was a problem.
"Not entirely sure," the system replied. It had scanned the host's body, and everything was within normal ranges. "But host, haven't you noticed your mood is very low?"
East put down the bowl in his hand, glanced at the afterglow of the sun, a brilliant yet decadent red, much like the man's hair.
East pinched his palm with his fingernail, something seemed wrong; his thoughts were too scattered and chaotic, and he couldn't concentrate at all. "Do you know why?"
[Host, I'm testing, but I'm not sure if I can find the cause.] The system secretly transferred some energy to itself, which meant it secretly used some of the faith power it had collected for the host, to slightly improve its functions. However, at this moment, it discovered that the slight improvement was hardly effective.
Easter forced himself to focus on the group of adorable little players and tried not to let his mind wander.
After listening for a while, East really lost all interest in thinking about anything else. The group of players the system found for him was a bit too overpowered. Apart from the lightning-type player "Guaguagua" and the light-type player "Suibianla", the remaining little firemen were: Meimeibumei (dark), Liangjingjing (water), Chunye (gold), Songshangxuemu (wood), Caidie (wind), Caicai (fire), and Burukaodigua (earth). They covered all nine magic attributes. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were trying to summon a dragon.
Hmm... A thought flashed through Esther's mind, "System, are these players the same as the fantasy races on the continent?" The probability of awakening is too high, or it's possible that the players the system found are just more outstanding.
[Host's idea is good,] The system was startled. It had spent ages testing without finding the cause and was still figuring out how to explain it to the host. Upon hearing the question, it answered quickly, [Players belong to a magical race and can awaken magical talents, but the awakened attributes are not under their control.]
Easter seemed to be deep in thought. What did this force want him to do? He had some guesses in his mind, but he was too lazy to think about it further.
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“My little king, I’m a fire elemental!” Yunmu happily skipped over to Ister.
Esther snapped out of his reverie, smiled, and nodded. "Congratulations." Come to think of it, Felix's bloodline seems to be primarily fire-based when he awakens his magical talent.
"What's the use of knowing?" Quack Quack Quack made a bitter face. "It's completely useless!"
Indeed, other little fire people tried, but they couldn't cast any magic at all; they couldn't even conjure a small flame.
“Generally speaking, at lower levels, you need a magic wand to cast spells. Even at higher levels, a magic wand remains essential, helping mages communicate more smoothly with magical elements,” Ister explained. “However, it’s possible to not rely on a magic wand, depending on your magical affinity. If your talent is too low, you can only choose to become a swordsman. But if you master powerful swordsmanship, you might not be weaker than a mage of the same level. After all, mages are fragile, aren’t they?”
The group of little fire-men who were listening attentively looked over in surprise, while Esther smiled innocently, "Isn't that right?"
They're a bit mischievous, a bit cute, but is there something wrong with them? The little fire people are caught in a wave of self-doubt.
Easter found it quite amusing, how adorable! So why worry about things? Isn't it better to be like this?
A note from the author:
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