Chapter 116 Clearance Items [VIP]
The white light faded and my vision refocused.
Scattered game controllers and the gentle hum of an automatic irrigation system coming from distant fields, everything is peaceful and harmonious, as if the deep-sea adventure just now was just an overly realistic dream.
Lin Chen blinked and confirmed that he was sitting on a chair in the open-air rest area of the farm dormitory, with the game console with the game cartridge still inserted in front of him.
She subconsciously looked down at her hands.
Empty.
The player's heart suddenly sank, as if being gripped by an invisible hand.
After painstakingly wading through a sea of data for ages, only to have that precious item nearly washed away into its original form… it's gone? Fake? All my efforts in vain?!
The player's heart was pounding as he opened his system backpack almost immediately. His fingers slid across the virtual interface quickly, heading straight for the important item column.
His eyes scanned anxiously——
【Punk Lord Balance】（New）
Lying quietly in the grid.
Huh... The player let out a long, silent sigh, and his heart fell back into his stomach.
Fortunately, the stuff is there.
After seeing the strange object, Lin Chen finally had the mind to look up and around.
Dazai, the squinty-eyed cat, the little butterfly, Oda, Chuuya... all came back, but their eyes were still a little dazed, and it was obvious that they had not yet fully recovered from the earth-shattering white light and digitization of the data ocean.
Moreover, they all had something extra in their hands.
The curious players quickly ran over to take a look at them.
Dazai Osamu was fiddling with a peculiarly shaped, matte-gleaming metal wrench. The wrench head had a complex structure, and it was obvious at first glance that it was not an ordinary item.
"Ah," he noticed the player's gaze and waved the wrench. "This should be the reward for my universal wrench quest? They say you can pry open anything with this wrench."
The squinty-eyed cat was holding an ordinary-looking black metal pen with a smooth body and only a tiny data interface at the end.
He twirled the pen leisurely. "A bored guy in the library gave it to me. I heard it's a tool for the hacker graffiti over at Punchlord. The things he drew seemed quite interesting."
He curled his lips at Dazai's wrench. "It would definitely become a murder weapon in his hands."
Little Butterfly slammed the chainsaw to the ground with a quick movement, making a dull sound.
"I made it myself," she said succinctly, a hint of satisfaction in her tone. "It's portable, lightweight, and works right out of the box."
With that, she flicked the switch, and the chainsaw instantly started up, emitting a deep, powerful hum. Even more amazing, with a flick of her wrist, the buckle on the chainsaw arm precisely snapped onto the protective gear on her forearm, instantly becoming one piece.
"Here, it works just like an arm." She swung the saw with a smooth, natural movement, as if the saw were an extension of her arm. "It works very well."
Nakahara Chuuya raised an eyebrow at this and said, "It looks quite powerful. Um, can you lend it to me to play with it later?"
Little Butterfly handed him the chainsaw very quickly and patiently taught him how to install it in his hand and what the buttons did.
Only after everyone, including the players, had picked it up and played with it, did she pass it back to her with satisfaction.
Oda Sakunosuke was holding a retro-style microphone. The microphone was completely black and had no interfaces or buttons.
"Idol quest reward," he said calmly. "I don't know what the energy source is, but the sound is loud, travels far, and has strong penetrating power."
He tried to say "Hello" softly, and the voice was indeed unusually clear and loud, as if it had its own loudspeaker.
Chuuya couldn't help but rub his ears: "The penetrating power is indeed strong enough."
When his eyes fell on Nakahara Chuuya, his expression turned a little ugly.
He was holding a neatly folded... black and white classic servant outfit in his arms, with a small bow tied at the collar.
"...a quest item." His voice was muffled, with a hint of gritted teeth. "It can automatically adjust its size and... change styles, but only within the confines of a servant's outfit."
He covered his head, as if he had foreseen some terrible future.
Dazai Osamu leaned over and poked the lace edge of the clothes with a wrench, but Chuuya slapped him away: "Get out of here, Mackerel!"
Finally, it was the children, who gathered together chattering, each holding a small packet of seeds in their hands.
The seeds are packed in small transparent bags that look like some kind of biological tissue membrane. The contents are all kinds of strange: there are seeds shaped like small tomatoes that glow with a faint blue light; there are seeds with shells covered with golden spiral patterns; there are seeds that look like a combination of micro gears; and there are fungi in tubes that twist like glowing worms.
"Look at me! This can grow sunflowers taller than me!"
"My blueberries glow! No need to turn on the lights at night!"
"Mine is the most powerful. When I plant it, it will grow into a little robot that will help me water the plants!"
“Mine will produce vines that look like pipes, so you can climb on them and play with them!”
"My seeds grew out to look like a maze!"
Their eyes sparkled as they described the strange plants, intelligent mechanical creations, huge pipes and maze-like plantations.
The player listened, snorted softly, and raised his chin slightly in disdain.
She casually took the field machine next to her and pushed it in front of them.
His tone carried the unquestionable pride of a farm king.
The children looked at each other and said in unison, "Of course your farm is the best!"
Then they all pleaded, "Master Lin Shen! Can you give us a small piece of land to try these seeds?" "Just a small piece!" "We will take good care of it!"
.
She pulled up a map of the farm, glanced over it, and casually pointed to the area near the stream. "Here, that piece is yours. Plant it well.
"Yeah!" The children cheered, high-fived each other, and couldn't wait to leave with the seed packets and ran towards the area. On the way, they started planning the field with each other.
One says his seeds are better, the other says his seeds are more valuable, and neither of them is convinced.
After sending the children away, the players' attention returned to the game console on the table.
She walked over, and Dazai Osamu pushed the machine towards her with great insight.
The player reached out and skillfully ejected the game cartridge printed with the neon scenery of Punk Lord - "Punk Lord Spirit".
She pinched the cassette, feeling the touch of the plastic casing, and put it into the system backpack.
It is not marked as an "important item" like [Punk Lord Balance].
The moment the cassette disappeared into the backpack compartment—
Ding!
A task prompt box popped up:
[Punk Lord Spirit·Continued]
Description: You've entered the world of the game cartridge and completed the adventure it promised. But this is far from the end. For what you hold isn't the true artifact, the Punklod Spirit, but a counterfeit, a special game cartridge copied for profit. Now, it's time to retrieve the true artifact. The clue lies on the cartridge before you.
The player looked at the task description and raised his brows slightly.
A fake? The player knew it, since it wasn't even classified as an important item. But a copy... she pondered it briefly, then happily decided to give up on the question.
Why think so much? Just do it.
She took the cassette out of her backpack again and examined it carefully. The plastic casing, the printed pattern... nothing special.
[Insight] passively displays the information the player needs. [You noticed that the back of the cartridge is obviously different from the original item.]
Sure enough, the player flipped it over and saw a tiny laser-etched mark in a small corner on the back of the cartridge, almost hidden by the printed lines. It was not Punk Lord's style, but a clear Japanese address followed by the name of a studio:
Gases.
Before she had time to think about it or go out, the farm's visitor reminder system started beeping.
The player checked the surveillance footage and saw that it was the weird bangs, dead fish eyes and the weird noise.
She clicked on permission to enter.
The player originally wanted to use [Teleport] to go directly to the door, but the system popped up a message: [Skill [Teleport] did not detect the equipment ether card and cannot be used].
Tsk, I forgot that the equipment bar is empty now.
But she changed her mind and thought that after she finished the task and found the real rare item [Punk Lord Spirit], she should be able to equip it as an ether cartridge in her equipment bar, and she became happy again.
At present, the strange object will not run away, so of course I will see what the NPC is here for and whether there is any new task.
Fortunately, the farm gate was not far from the rest area, and the player didn't have to wait for a while before three figures walked over.
Although it was his first time here, Noise Monster Wu acted very natural. He was holding a large, exquisite-looking box in his hand. He put the box on the table with a smile, "Qianqiang~ I came too late and didn't have time to make it myself. I bought it from the store. It's not as good as what I make myself, but it's edible."
As he said this, he pulled out a chair and sat down quietly.
The player tilted her head curiously, and [Insight] faithfully displayed the label as her eyes swept over the box: [Gojo Satoru's Carefully Selected, Premium Confectionery Shop Limited Edition Mixed Daifuku Gift Box].
Hey, does Noise Monster have such high requirements for food?
Dead Fish Eyes and Weird Bangs also came over and put down what they were holding.
Dead Fish Eyes casually placed a beautifully packaged fruit basket at the foot of the table. It was filled with vibrant, seasonal fruits that looked fresh. Strange Bangs tossed around a few bottles of understated brown ceramic bottles. The labels on them hinted at a subtle sense of luxury—they seemed to be sake of considerable value.
The player picked up these things, looked at them for a few seconds, and then put them all into the system backpack. Although they have no special effects, they can be given to NPCs to improve their favor.
Although it seems that players will never give NPCs such good-looking gifts, they will only give them daffodils picked from the roadside.
But I guess the NPCs won’t mind, huh.
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