Once Yang Juan hunted all the wolves, the quest updated into hunting the Wolf King.
The quest did not give specific coordination on his target as he needed to find it himself in the forest.
Knowing the location of the Wolf King’s nest, Night Ferry took the lead deep into the forest.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Follow me.]
Yang Juan obediently followed the assassin and saw a new message in his private chat.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: I saved you again. How are you going to repay me?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Are you still short on herbs?]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: ?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: I will gather 500 more herbs for you?]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: …No.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Do you need anything else?]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: I am not short of anything.]
Yang Juan was in a slight state of distress.
Guessing that the dancer was still thinking hard, Night Ferry mercifully decided to give a leeway.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Forget it. If you cannot think of anything, I will take an IOU. I will come to you the next time you can be useful.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Okay.]
They went to the cave where the Wolf King dwelled.
The cave was shallow and small. In the dark cave, the shadow of the Wolf King pacing could be seen vaguely.
The Wolf King is not always in its cave. They were lucky today.
Night Ferry stopped outside the cave.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Go fight it yourself, I will wait for you outside.
Yang Juan moved his dancer into the dimly lit cave.
For some reason, Night Ferry remembered that back in the woods, the dancer was almost killed during a one-on-one, and subconsciously called out.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Wait, did you bring potions?]
The dancer stopped dead in her tracks.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Yes.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Drink potion when you lose HP.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Oh.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: If you cannot beat it, run back.]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Oh.]
Night Ferry was still thinking about other reminders.
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Qtfc Tjcu Aejc rqbxf jujlc.
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Is that all? If so, then I am going in.]
Ktlcxlcu atja atf batfg ofia tf kjr cjuulcu abb wemt, Rluta Mfggs uba jccbsfv jcv erfv j tjgv abcf.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Yes, you go on then. Do not come crying to me once you die.]
Mffilcu atja asqlcu kjr j kjraf bo alwf, Tjcu Aejc kfca lcab atf mjnf klat tlr ewygfiij klatbea gfqislcu.
Rluta Mfggs kjr kjlalcu ecvfg atf agff bearlvf atf mjnf. Ktfc tf gfwfwyfgfv atja lc ijra cluta’r lcrajcmf vecufbc, Cqglmba Vqglu kjr cba jyif ab vbvuf atf wlcl-ybrr’r eialwjaf wbnf, yea Vtffq Jegir vlv. Bliilcu atf ibk-ifnfi Qbio Blcu rtbeiv cba yf jc lrref.
Of course, he did not rule out Sheep Curls’s noob skill, one explanation could be the dancer had done the instance dungeon at Star Cluster Valley before so she knew all of the monsters’ abilities.
Playing games also requires talent and effort.
Many players in Epic play badly even after playing the game for a long time, the majority of them being female players.
Apricot Sprig fell into this category.
He had no doubt that her intelligence was put into hooking up with male players.
He then got up and went to get a glass of water.
When he was back in his chair, he saw Yang Juan had come out of the cave unharmed.
He was slightly surprised.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: You are done?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Yes.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: What did you get?]
[(Friend) Sheep Curls: Wolf leather wrist guard and a piece of fabric stained with blood. The last one seemed to be a quest item.]
Night Ferry did not comment.
Sheep Curls did not lie to him. The Wolf King indeed would drop those two items.
He was very knowledgeable on the low-level Wolf King, it was no easier to fight than Gushing Water.
Sheep Curls was clearly dying in front of Gushing Water, but came out unharmed from the Wolf King’s cave.
Night Ferry narrowed his eyes and had to suspect that he had misjudged the strength of this person in front of him.
Perhaps Sheep Curls did see his message and guessed that he was behind the tree, and deliberately threw the fight.
Possibly more powerful than Apricot Sprig.
After all, compared to Apricot Sprig’s coy character, the setting of a pure little white flower could stimulate male players’ protective urges.
With a cautious and inquisitive gaze, Night Ferry began to examine the dancer again.
On the other end of the screen once he swept the floor with the Wolf King, Zhuo Lan let go of the mouse and got up, patting the top of Yang Juan’s head.
The latter seemed to be used to this gesture, sat back in his chair and regained control of the dancer. “You sure came back early today.”
“I came back early to play Epic.” Zhuo Lan put down his things, turned around and pulled open his wardrobe to get a change of clothes for his shower.
Yang Juan mounted on Night Ferry’s tiger and went to complete the quest.
The old man in the village recognized that the cloth was worn by the servant two days ago and concluded that the servant had been killed by wolves.
The quest then refreshed, updating to taking the fabric back to Young Master Zhang.
Yang Juan returned to Chang’an City to deliver the quest item.
Young Master Zhang recognized the blood stained cloth and thanked him in grief.
Yang Juan received a reward and EXP.
However, the quest was still in his quest tab, showing it as in progress.
He told the situation to Night Ferry.
Who was not the least surprised.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: This quest is still ongoing because the servant is not dead. The subsequent clues will slowly reveal itself.]
Once Yang Juan heard it, he put it into the back of his mind.
After leveling up a few times, he was finally able to use an intermediate shovel.
Night Ferry then took him to an intermediate herb farm to gather materials.
Once the assassin got to their destination, he went straight offline.
Before leaving, he told the other to gather the remaining 200 herbs today, and not to slack off while he was offline. He will check for the results tomorrow.
Yang Juan was left alone in the herb farm and diligently dug for the herbs for half an hour—
Until someone appeared and interrupted him.
[(Unknown) Farewell Sue San: Are you by yourself, xiao meimei?]
Inexplicably, Yang Juan found this starting line very familiar. He moved his camera around.
The herb farm was empty and quiet, with no one in sight but him.
He continued to focus on his task on hand.
There was a sudden blast in the air and the herbs by his feet were instantly dropped to the ground, becoming items that could be picked up.
A clearly visible figure gradually emerged in front of him.
Above his head was [Farewell Sue San], a maxed level assassin, who initiated a trade and put those harvested herbs into the trade window.
Thinking that these herbs were gathered by the other players by his feet, Yang Juan accepted the trade and took those herbs back into his inventory, acting not at all polite.
[(Unknown) Farewell Sue San: Can you do me a favor?]
[(Unknown) Farewell Sue San: Someone put a one hundred thousand gold bounty on my head. Help me cash this bounty and we will split the reward in half?]
Yang Juan hardly played games, so the bounty system was more or less something he knew about from listening to Zhuo Lan. So he had an idea on what this was about.
When players made enemies in the game, as long as they could cough out the money, they could put a bounty on their foes’ heads.
Then he remembered that when he first started this game, he switched from the world chat to the local chat, and had not checked the world chat ever since.
Now that he checked it, there were indeed several players asking for Sue San’s location in the world chat.
Switching to the local chat once again, Yang Juan typed on his keyboard.
[(Unknown) Sheep Curls: Your level is too high for me to kill.]
[(Unknown) Farewell Sue San: I will take off my equipment.]
Thus, Yang Juan agreed.
The other party quickly removed all of his equipment for his execution.
Even if he took off all of his high-level equipment, it took Yan Juan, who was not at full level yet, quite a time to kill him.
A few minutes later, Sue San ate a revive pill and revived on the spot. After he re-equipped all of his equipment, he sent Yang Juan a friend request.
The bounty reward would not be given out right away. Before Sue San left, he left a message, saying that he would seek Yang Juan out again next time he was free to split the bounty money.
It happened that Dead of Night was passing by the herb farm at night, and saw the two standing together by chance.
Once Sue San left, he got up from the tall haystack and walked to Yang Juan, who was idling in place, but did not mention that he saw Sue San.
[(Unknown) Blustery Dead of Night: What are you doing here?]
After receiving zero response from the private message, Dead of Night continued to wait patiently.
Yang Juan was not paying attention to the game at this moment. He was holding his phone and reading the new email in his inbox.
The professor sent an email and suddenly moved up the due date for the thesis by two days.
On WeChat, a small group of graduate students were actively discussing, talking about how they were preparing to do an all-nighter to finish their paper.
Not one to procrastinate, Yang Juan was nearly done with his paper. He planned to finish his thesis tonight.
When his attention was back to the game, he saw the private message from Dead of Night.
[(Unknown) Sheep Curls: Didn’t you go offline? I have paper to write tonight. Can I gather the rest of the herbs tomorrow evening?]
Dead of Night’s hands moved faster than his brain.
[(Unknown) Blustery Dead of Night: ?]
[(Unknown) Sheep Curls: Did you not say that I need to finish gathering tonight?]
In hindsight, Dead of Night reacted.
[(Unknown) Blustery Dead of Night: Tomorrow is fine.]
Not wasting time chatting, Yang Juan hurriedly went offline.
That night, the dormitory lights were on until deep into the night.
Zhuo Lan was busy playing his game, while he was busy writing his paper.
The next morning, he struggled to get up amidst his loud alarm and went to the lab with his laptop.
He stayed in the lab until nightfall.
When he came back and got on the game after his shower. After trading the herbs he gathered last night to Night Ferry, he unexpectedly received a slightly dissatisfied accusation from the other man.
[(Friend) Night Ferry: What did you promise me yesterday?]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: You did slack off once I left.]
[(Friend) Night Ferry: Little liar.]
He’s not a liar, he’s a little scientist who studies a lot!
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Thank you for the chapter.
Night Ferry got neglected. Of course he has to be unhappy. 🤭 Even more so since his sheep mistook his friend for him after meeting with some random guy. Sheep sure is busy. 💕
Thank you for the chapter! 🥰
So… he already exposed that he knows Night Ferry is an alt for Blustery Dead of Night.