Chapter 225: White Orchid Rain Festival (Part 7)
"It's okay," the man who had specifically told the candidate saint to be careful with her sacrifice last night suddenly changed his attitude and put on a friendly tone, "I'll have someone send another pot over later. This time it will definitely not wither for no reason again."
It was not known whether it was because the butler's attitude was too calm, or whether these words seemed to imply other meanings, which forced Nan Huan to pay attention.
Miao Jiang was of course also very surprised. She thought that the mission might have failed because of her own negligence.
In fact, she didn’t particularly care about the failure or punishment of a single task. She was just worried that the completion of this task would be directly linked to becoming a saint, so she was always nervous.
Although it was strange to hear the housekeeper say this, I felt a little relieved after all.
But the way the butler looked at me always gave me the illusion that the prey had finally fallen into a trap.
Next, the butler looked through the conditions in other people's flower pots one by one. It was obvious that the butler was very happy about the half-opened flowers on the Gambler's side.
As for the smaller flowers on the side of the president, the butler's attitude was not as good as when he faced President Miao Jiang just now, until he finally stood in front of the eldest lady's flowerpot.
“You’re not taking good care of your flowers.”
The butler stood there for a moment before speaking. His tone was very stern, and it was obvious that he was not very satisfied with the flowers in the young lady's pot.
Nan Huan didn't really care, because she noticed that the housekeeper used the words "not taking good care of it" instead of asking directly "Why didn't your flowers bloom?"
But Nan Huan didn’t quite understand. The obvious hostility towards him in the housekeeper’s words started from the moment he saw the flowers.
"There's still some time until the Rain Festival. Maybe my flowers will bloom beautifully by then," Nan Huan replied with a smile, "After all, each flower blooms at a different time. Nothing is certain until the last day."
It seemed that he did not expect the candidate saint to say this, and it seemed that the butler suddenly developed some curiosity about Nan Huan. The butler stared at Nan Huan silently for a long time, until Bei Xi could no longer bear it and wanted to step forward, the butler said nothing and directly withdrew his gaze.
"Okay, it looks like everyone adapted pretty well yesterday."
The butler made the final decision and concluded what happened last night. Only then did the players hear the familiar prompt sound.
It’s just that the content of the prompts that each person hears seems to be slightly different.
【bite--
Congratulations to the player for completing the side quest - Blossom.
Using one's own blood as nutrients for flowers can only solve the immediate problem, but it is not a permanent solution.
Fortunately, there is still some time before the real Rain Festival. I hope you can find the right nutrients to feed your own sacrifice. 】
Bei Xi, Alice, Barbie, Hong Fen and the president of the Workers' Association all heard this type of prompts.
Several presidents showed some doubts on their faces.
What do you mean it is not a permanent solution?
It turns out that blood is not real nutrients, but the flowers still bloomed?
Moreover, the task was judged to be successfully completed, but there was no task reward.
Compared to their confusion, the faces of the other players on the Gambler's Guild side, except Miao Jiang, were more calm.
【bite--
Congratulations to the player for completing the side quest - Blossom.
To become a true saint, one must find true nourishment and provide sacrifices for oneself.
Congratulations, you have successfully found it. Just keep persevering and bloom more flowers until the real Rain Festival begins. Maybe you will be the next Saint. 】
Nan Huan and Bei Xi noticed the different expressions on the faces of the players on both sides at the same time, but Nan Huan was not in the mood to think about anything else at the moment. After all, her own hint was a bit strange.
【bite--
Congratulations to the player for completing the side quest - Blossom.
Although your flower is very fragile, it still blooms tenaciously.
As to whether flowers can grow by their own strength without external interference, or whether they still need nutrients to thrive, this is something you need to explore if you are determined to become a saint.
Tip: Existing faith, or God first? 】
What does this tip mean?
This was the first time that Nan Huan received a prompt in the mission completion notification, so he was even more puzzled.
But before she had time to study it carefully, she heard a crashing sound.
When I turned around, I found that Miao Jiang seemed to be frightened by something. When she stood up from the chair, she bumped into the table. If the doll hadn't pulled her, she would have fallen down.
"President, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Doll was a little worried. Her president had never lost his composure in front of so many people, so she was a little worried.
Miao Jiang's face turned very bad, and he came back to his senses after being shaken twice by the doll.
"Oh, I'm fine, I just got a little mad."
This was obviously a random excuse and no one present would believe it, which attracted the attention of many players.
Because of her skills, Miao Jiang was not easily panicked, but she could not believe the hint she just heard.
【bite--
Unfortunately, you did not complete the side quest - Blossom.
As a candidate saint, you should have taken good care of your sacrifice, but you didn't.
Not only did he fail to take good care of his sacrifice, but he also hurt it.
You didn't really want to become a saint, so naturally you were cursed by the flowers.
Now is your chance to choose...】
This copy was not simple, she had never encountered such a copy before.
Although the choice is in her hands, it seems that she has no choice.
"Is there anything else today?" She took a long time to find her voice, and looked at the housekeeper with a bit of hostility, "I feel a little unwell, I want to rest for a while."
The latter seemed to have anticipated her attitude and was not surprised at all, but he did not agree to her request.
"I'm afraid that won't work."
The butler had admired Miao Jiang's expression, which showed that he wanted to kill him but couldn't do it for some reason, so he turned around and explained to the rest of the people.
"As a candidate saint, you still have many tests to complete. Even for the Rain Festival, there are still many things to prepare. There is no time for you to rest."
His originally lazy attitude suddenly became very serious when he talked about this matter.
"In addition to the offerings, the Saint also needs to prepare some sacrificial words for the Rain Festival."
The players at the scene immediately fell silent. In this dungeon, the only core NPC they had come into contact with was the butler. His words usually indicated a mission, and it had been verified last night. Therefore, everyone had no time to care about Miaojiang's situation and had to turn their attention back to the butler.
"If you want to become a saint, you must have a pious heart and pray for the Dragon God to come again. The words of sacrifice largely represent your determination."
"Writing a sacrificial poem requires a lot of attention and requires specific devout beliefs and specific tools."
【bite--
Congratulations to the player for triggering the side quest - Writing a Sacrifice
Task Description:
At the Rain Festival, the saint burns the sacrificial words she has written herself, which is an important process of the sacrifice. However, writing the sacrificial words is not an easy task.
Devout faith, bright red blood, and withered dragon scale paper, all three are indispensable.
Tip 1: What seems to be the easiest to obtain may not be within reach, and what seems difficult to obtain may be easily obtained after making every effort.
Hint 2: The withered dragon scale paper is hidden inside Bailan City. 】
The system's prompt tone supplemented the housekeeper's meaning of "specific".
I don’t know if it was Nanhuan’s illusion or if this copy really had problems in this regard. Whether it was the flower-growing side quest last night or the sacrificial writing side quest, blood was involved.
Nanhuan didn’t know if these things were needed for real sacrifices, but wasn’t this demand a bit too frequent?
"What you need is in Bailan City and in yourself. If you want to become a true saint, the trial has just begun. Come on, okay?"
After the butler finished talking about the sacrificial speech, he began to make an interlude, "You can move freely in Bailan City during the day, but remember to come back here when night falls."
The players' expressions were not very good, and everyone had a certain degree of confusion.
First of all, in this copy, everything seems to be going smoothly, because the tasks issued by the core NPC are triggered without the players doing anything. It may be because the main task has been punished at the very beginning, so all subsequent efforts are for becoming a saint, and it becomes natural. It's just that this overly smooth mode makes these battle-hardened players feel that it is a bit too smooth.
This is the task to be completed, which is indeed not friendly to the remaining players except for one guild camp and the gambler's guild leader.
After all, whether it was what the butler said or the task issued by the system, it meant that the main place to complete this task was in Bailan City outside the High Priest's Mansion.
However, they did not prepare any heat-insulating equipment in advance. Going out for a walk in this horrible weather was not a good idea, let alone whether they would gain anything, or whether their bodies could withstand it.
Furthermore, although this may seem like just a side quest, there are actually three things they need to look for.
If there were no unnecessary prompts from the system, many players would think that they already have devout faith and bright red blood, but the system will not do anything unnecessary.
That means that it's very possible that the things that seem easiest to find may actually be the most difficult.
Everyone was troubled for a moment, wondering whether faith or blood was easier.
In short, the withered dragon scale paper doesn't sound like something you can see on the streets, and because the setting of this copy is related to the Dragon God, it is hard not to have associations when a dragon scale paper suddenly appears.
The Rain Festival is to pray for the Dragon God to come again. Using dragon scales to pray for the Dragon God to come again sounds a bit abnormal.
But no matter how big the doubts in their hearts are, the mission still has to be done. Although they are still not sure what the basis for the final selection of the saint is, what is certain is that it is definitely related to these tasks. They are now forced to do it and can only take one step at a time.
However, Nanhuan was armed with Beixi's weapons. The moment he stepped out of the door, he heard the same friction sound as yesterday.
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