"Two people passed the 1208th Trial of Gold..."
"Yu Xiangnan and He Huai, I hereby bestow upon you this golden badge that carries supreme glory. I hope you will remember this honor."
The moment the words left his mouth, two badges appeared out of thin air in front of Yu Xiangnan and He Huai.
At the center of the badge is a golden longsword piercing the sky, with a large ruby inlaid on the hilt, like a drop of congealed blood.
Surrounding the longsword were a pair of outstretched golden wings, each feather distinct, with the edges slightly upturned. The outermost ring was a wreath of olive branches.
Almost the instant the two received the badges, seven enormous stone pillars rose from the ground, piercing the sky.
Each stone pillar is exquisitely carved, and inlaid with gemstones of various colors.
Filled with curiosity and doubt, He Huai and Yu Xiangnan walked side by side toward the stone pillars. As they got closer, Yu Xiangnan could clearly see that many names were engraved on each stone pillar.
She was a little confused, and after walking around once, she stopped in front of a stone pillar inlaid with golden gemstones.
Wait, this is... Buya?
Did Buya also visit District 023 and obtain the Gold Badge? Or was it just a coincidence that they shared the same name?
Before they could even react, the skull's voice echoed again, reverberating throughout the surroundings: "Those who wield the golden emblem, your fate will be rewritten from this moment on. Remember, do not overuse the emblem's power, or it will backfire..."
"The trial is over. I will see you off."
After they finished speaking, two small teleportation arrays emitting a faint light appeared under their feet. In the blink of an eye, they were transported to a vast, boundless plain covered with red sand.
Several players are still lingering here.
Upon closer inspection, they were all familiar faces. They must be players who had been eliminated in the team and solo trials.
Strangely, they did not leave immediately, seemingly waiting to see who would ultimately obtain the Gold Badge.
When everyone saw the two appear, and Yu Xiangnan was still tightly holding the Golden Badge, the shock on everyone's faces froze instantly.
Especially Yu Xiangnan, who was only level 72, actually got the badge?
A murmur arose from the crowd.
"She's only level 72, how did she do that?"
"Could it be that they cheated?"
"......"
Yu Xiangnan rolled his eyes.
However, she wasn't in a hurry to put the Gold Badge into the black box. With so many people around, if she opened the box and everyone saw that there was also a Fire Badge lying inside, it would probably cause some trouble.
He Huai turned slightly to the side and subtly slipped a small card into Yu Xiangnan's hand. Then, he winked and said, "It's a pleasure working with you. This is my current address. If you ever need to find me, you can come here. I'm here most of the time."
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Two hours later.
[Prompt]: The player has been detected to belong to the server [Blue Moon]. [Blue Moon] has entered a new round of the survival dungeon. Do you want to enter simultaneously?
【whether】
Faced with this sudden choice, Yu Xiangnan was only slightly taken aback before pressing the "No" button.
She had already spent a considerable amount of time trying to obtain the Golden Badge, and hadn't even managed to enter the house in the alley the boy had pointed out. The thought of entering the survival instance now felt incredibly frustrating, like giving up halfway through.
However, a question grew stronger in her mind.
If a survival instance is currently open but you choose not to enter, will you be assigned to the Blue Moon survival instance or another survival instance when you select to enter a survival instance from the instance list next time?
This question cannot be confirmed for the time being, so Yu Xiangnan quickly headed to that neighborhood.
The little boy was still sitting on the street selling his wares.
Yu Xiangnan walked into the alley, came to the dilapidated wooden door, and knocked.
After a long while, the door slowly opened.
He was an old man with exceptionally white hair and beard. He wore a faded, patched, and worn-out robe, exuding an aura of having endured many hardships.
The old man's cloudy eyes warily scrutinized Yu Xiangnan, as if examining a potential threat, before he asked in a hoarse, dry voice, "What are you doing?"
Yu Xiangnan explained, "I heard a little boy outside say that you know a clue about Aeonalloy."
"Aeonalloy?"
Upon hearing this word, a flicker of surprise flashed across the old man's previously cloudy eyes, but he quickly and skillfully concealed it.
Then, he smirked and said, "Not long ago, someone came looking for this special metal. She brought me what I needed, and in return, I told her about the location and map of this special metal. There's only one map of the mechanism, so I don't think you have any hope."
As he spoke, he shook his head slightly, a hint of smugness on his face.
Yu Xiangnan pressed further, "So you know about Aeonalloy's leads, right?"
"?" The old man seemed taken aback by the direct and persistent question. After realizing what was happening, he subconsciously answered, "Yes."
"I don't want the special metal, I just want the relevant clues."
Yu Xiangnan stated his purpose directly.
The old man's brows furrowed even deeper, his wrinkles pressing together. He stood blocking the doorway, legs spread apart, arms crossed over his chest, looking hesitant.
A moment later, he sneered, "If I'm not satisfied with the conditions you offer, I'll kick you out immediately."
After saying this, the old man reluctantly made way for him, then walked into the house with his hands behind his back.
As soon as Yu Xiangnan stepped inside, the old man accidentally stepped on something, slipped, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Click—
It sounded like bones were breaking.
Yu Xiangnan instinctively reached out to help, but suddenly stopped.
Wait, could this be a staged accident?
"Hey, you little brat, don't you know what it means to respect the elderly and care for the young?!"
Seeing Yu Xiangnan standing there staring at him, the old man flew into a rage. He sat on the ground, tilted his head back, and shouted at the top of his lungs, his anger clearly visible on his face, like a powder keg that had been lit, just short of sparks flying.
"Respecting the elderly and caring for the young... well, that depends on the person, right?" Yu Xiangnan shrugged.
Despite saying that, she sighed and still reached out to help the old man up.
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