Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 272 A Fair Bet (4600 words)

It wasn't until late at night that the players in the magic battlefield gradually dispersed.

Considering the life pressure of civilians and the addiction of fighting magic, the magic war hall does not have the habit of opening all night.

It closes on time in the early morning and opens at six o'clock the next morning.

The employees in the store are also divided into morning shift and evening shift.

So when the doors closed in the early morning, although the players were still full of fighting spirit and wished to sleep directly in the battle hall all night, they were finally invited out of the battle hall by the staff.

"Damn it! I'm only three times away! If it weren't for a few bastards stalling for time, I would have advanced a long time ago!"

"You're still three times away, and I'm just one way away! Damn!"

"It's awesome. We don't bother to get promoted. It's more comfortable to fish in the entertainment area. You can also abuse newcomers. How easy it is."

"There are rewards for being promoted to Silver early! The new elemental cards released today can be linked with many cards! If you get them a day later, those monsters above don't know how many weird tactics they can come up with, disgusting people!"

"That's right! Especially Andy, I don't know how his brain grows..."

"But have you heard? Some of the Baiyin who went up tonight came down and said that the Baiyin rank is not so easy to stay. It seems that they have to fight against the nobles on the fourth floor every week."

"real or fake?"

"Several people said that, so it should be true... But the battle hall has a special room layout. During the duel, you can't see the person on the other side, and the other side can't see you. It's just blind typing."

"Is this convenient? It feels a bit troublesome...and fighting nobles..."

"In short, the two of us will definitely be promoted to silver tomorrow, and we will know when we go up and take a look."

"Hey, go up and figure it out, remember to tell me!"

"You can abuse food in the entertainment area, why do you know so much?"

"Don't! Then I will go to the promotion area with you tomorrow."

Three players addicted to fighting magic are all on the street at night, chatting until their respective forks, and finally say goodbye to each other.

And on this night, the concept of "bronze rank" and "silver rank" was also spread in the noble circle.

Many aristocrats who also like to play magic fighting on weekdays usually play with familiar friends because they are too lazy to go to the magic battle hall.

As a result, after hearing about the rank competition, he was annoyed by the bragging rights of his friends who had been promoted to the silver rank. After envying and hating him, he also came to the Magic War Hall just to win a silver rank.

And when he finally got the silver badge with great difficulty, he discovered that the matter seemed to be unfinished.

Because you still have to play ten confrontation matches every week to get the rank points of the week. If you fail to play all ten games, or the rank points are within the last 10%, you will lose the silver title.

In fact, ten matches are not many.

Even if the best of five rounds are played in all five rounds, there will only be fifty duels.

If you want, an afternoon in the magic war hall is enough to get it done.

But even if you only go once a week, the habit will slowly form over time.

As long as the friends around you are still playing and struggling for the rank competition, it will be difficult for you to break away from this circle.

Otherwise, you will be confused by other people's dazzling achievements.

This situation will become more serious when the gold and diamond star ranks are opened one after another in the future.

People in another world will soon see the power of the segment system from another world.

……

March [-]rd, after lunch.

"Jolina, your skills can't affect me."

"Eh? Why?"

"Look carefully at your character card again. There is a note at the end of the first skill. The effective range is only within a distance of 2. I am the farthest away from you, and there are three units, so the skills you activate on me are invalid."

Sitting in the chess and card room on the second floor of the bar, Jolina picked up her character card and looked at it carefully before realizing that it was really the case.

Gu Zui said dissatisfiedly that the round was over, and Jolina said depressedly: "I didn't watch these when I was playing..."

"Ahem... Jolina, you forgot to discard your cards. You only have two blood bars now, so you have to discard two cards." Husky, who was sitting opposite, said seriously.

"...Oh." Jolina picked up the cards resentfully, hesitated for a few seconds, and then reluctantly threw out two cards, "Husky, you are too serious~"

When this game is over, Husky, as the protagonist, perfectly defeated all the rebels and traitors, and successfully won the game.

Jolina quickly dropped the cards in her hand and ran away: "No more playing, no more playing! It's time to work!"

The other clerk girls next to her were the same as Jolina. They felt that the legendary fight was not as enjoyable as before, and they always felt like they were being restrained no matter how they played.

So everyone slipped out of the room.

After tidying up the cards, Husky sighed quietly: "There is really no one who can fight... It's so boring... There is no evenly matched opponent, so it's meaningless at all."

Walking downstairs, all the way to the yard, and sitting where he usually stays, Husky entered a state of aimless daze again.

The Legendary Killing game is very fun, he admits this.

But if it was him in the past, he would never be as addicted to it as he is now.

But after going through a series of events such as the extinction of the tribe, being displaced, fleeing to a foreign land, and falling in the realm, he has no idea where the future is going.

Instead of suffering all the time, it's better to find something to distract your attention.

Playing cards with Jolina and the others is a good choice.

The atmosphere in the flower shop is also very good, making him feel very comfortable.

Although he still hasn't figured out why the Seventh Prince of the Human Race Empire wanted to take him in.

"What are you thinking?" Ron's voice came from the study on the second floor.

Husky looked up at the window on the second floor, and saw Ron leaning against the window. He didn't know if he was taking a break between reading books, or he was watching him there specially.

"I don't think so." Husky lowered his head.

"According to the general routine of human novels, if you are the protagonist's template, then you must focus on revenge, restore your cultivation base, concentrate on cultivation, and finally counterattack all the way to be promoted to the legendary rank."

Ron joked casually:

"Then it is to kill the orc clan, suppress the seven red tooth tribes, unify the orc royal court, and lead the entire orc clan back to glory."

"How is it? Are you satisfied with this model?"

Husky glanced at Ron strangely and shook his head: "This is too idealistic."

"Let's not say that the vortex of my fighting spirit has been broken, and there is basically no possibility of recovery."

"Even if I can really recover, with the intensity of hidden injuries in my body, it is impossible to become a legendary fighter in this life."

"Ten thousand steps back, even if I really become a legendary rank, it is impossible to fight all the way back to the orc clan to suppress the seven red tooth tribes."

"The weakest Red Fang tribe has at least two or three legendary fighters. How can I be an opponent on my own."

"The so-called revenge is just a joke."

Ron didn't expect Husky to think so clearly.

But after thinking about it, as the young chief of a small tribe, he must have seen too much with his father, and it is normal to be pessimistic in this regard.

And objectively speaking, Husky is right.

Ron just made it up so casually, just making fun of it.

"However..." Ron rolled his eyes, "If it's just for you to restore your cultivation, or even make up for your hidden injuries, I can still give it a try."

Before the words fell, the husky in the yard raised his head, stared at Ron, and rolled his throat a few times.

"If it's just teasing me, it's no fun at all."

"You haven't tried it yet, and you're starting to doubt your savior?"

"No..." Husky choked, "But you don't need to help me at all... It's already surprising that you still keep me."

"It's just that we have different ideas." Ron shrugged his shoulders. "It just so happens that I will be my training partner when I lack a morning exercise, so why don't you come and be a coolie?"

Husky was surprised: "Just for this?"

"I don't mind if you think so." Ron straightened up from the window, "For me, if it doesn't pose a threat to my life and can bring me pleasure or benefit, it's worth a try. .”

"It just so happens that I've been short of a tester for something. If you're willing to give it a try, then come up."

After speaking, Ron waved his hand and closed the window, and went back into the house.

The husky in the yard stared blankly at the window on the second floor, but didn't recover for a while.

When he recalled it, his face suddenly became tangled and changed.

Maybe he thought of his clansman who starved to death, maybe he thought of his comrades who died in battle behind him, or maybe he recalled something else.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, got up and walked to the second floor of the flower shop.

As a result, as soon as they walked up to the second floor, they found that Nora was straightening Ron's collar, and it looked as if they were about to go out hand in hand.

"Oh, you're here. I thought it would last at least until night." Ron chuckled, "So you're not as pessimistic as you thought."

Husky was a little bit taken aback. Seeing Ron's appearance, he thought he had been cheated.

Is it possible that if you can help him repair the vortex of fighting spirit and hidden wounds, are they all fake?

At this time, Ron pointed to a glass of water on the table: "Drink it, and see what happens after drinking it. I'll ask you when I come back in the evening."

Husky looked at the glass of pale yellow liquid on the table, and asked in surprise, "That's it?"

"That's it." Ron nodded, "You'll know after drinking and watching. Nora and I have something to do in the afternoon, so let's go first."

"Oh..." Husky nodded subconsciously, and by the time he realized it, Ron and Nora had already left.

He reached out to pick up the cup, looked it up and down, and sniffed it close to his nose.

If Ron wants to harm him, there are too many opportunities before, there is no need to wait until now.

The worst thing is to be tricked.

Thinking of this, Husky didn't hesitate anymore, and with a stalk of his neck, he bravely drank the light yellow liquid in the cup in one gulp.

Because he drank it too fast, he didn't even taste it.

In other words, the cup of liquid itself tastes very weak.

However, the next moment, Husky felt a warmth in his lower abdomen, as if a warm current passed through him.

And in his induction, his already damaged Dou Qi vortex suddenly had a sense of induction with him!

This immediately filled him with ecstasy.

Since the Dou Qi vortex was broken, he could no longer interact with it, nor could he repair it.

Even if the Dou Qi is squeezed out according to the werewolf cultivation method, the new Dou Qi cannot be integrated into the damaged Dou Qi vortex.

Because he couldn't interact with the vortex of fighting spirit.

Without induction, let alone control.

Wanting to let the dou qi vortex absorb new dou qi is tantamount to nonsense.

But now, Husky sees the dawn of hope.

But it didn't take long for him to be happy, the warm feeling in his body slowly dissipated, and the previous induction with the vortex of fighting spirit seemed to be an illusion.

Husky looked at the empty cup in his hand, and his heart suddenly felt empty.

I don't know how much of this kind of thing Ron has.

If there is enough weight, he really has a chance to restore his vindictive vortex and gradually recover his strength.

And what he never expected was that Ron just dropped a drop of resin into a glass of ordinary water.

In fact, Ron didn't know if the resin was really effective, but he just tried it. If it didn't work, there would be Rubania, scale leaves, etc. waiting behind.

In short, it doesn't matter if he doesn't succeed, if he succeeds, he can be considered to have found a new use for the plant in his hand.

As for just one drop... What if the cure is cured all at once, and the subject of his "Beastman Observation and Behavior Research and Analysis" is simply an idle and boring experimental project and runs away?

He said it nicely in the yard before, even if he is legendary, he is useless, the Red Fang tribe is so powerful.

When his strength recovers, maybe he will run back to take revenge in a brain twitch.

In short, in order not to cause trouble for himself, Ron only dripped a drop, intending to boil the frog in warm water, and slowly restore Husky's strength.

Ron took Nora back to the imperial city, got into the carriage and went to the martial arts arena, temporarily forgetting about this trivial matter.

Today, March [-]rd, in the afternoon, the final battle between the spring martial arts individual competition and the team competition will be held in the grand martial arts arena.

A few days ago, Ron didn't go to the semi-finals because he wanted to pay attention to the newly opened rank competition in the Magic War Hall.

All they knew was that the No. [-] Imperial City team led by Watson had successfully advanced to the finals. As for the individual competition, they didn't care much at all.

Generally speaking, those nobles who need talents under their hands, as well as commoners who like to watch the excitement, will pay special attention to the spring martial arts performance.

The former is because of the need to attract outstanding talents, while the latter simply wants to see how the usual high-ranking fighters and magicians fight with all their strength in front of them.

Ron liked it too.

However, his mentality is more inclined to the attitude of ordinary people watching theaters, so apart from some familiar people, such as Watson, and some pretty young ladies, he can't remember the names of others at all.

For more than a month, Ron often brought Nora over to watch the game for fun.

Because he donated a large amount of money and scale leaves, the Grand Martial Arts Field has specially prepared a private box for him, so he can come and watch at any time without buying a ticket.

Walking into the Martial Arts Arena, you can see advertisements about magic war halls and elemental cards posted on many passages and intersections.

In this regard, Keir has absorbed the excellent publicity experience in Ron's mind, coupled with his own ghost-like ideas, and perfectly played the effect of the popularity of the spring martial arts performance.

It brought a lot of traffic to the Magic War Hall.

Among the people passing by, occasionally one or two are discussing topics such as "how many games are you in the promotion zone?"

Among them, the voice of the discussion is relatively loud, unless it has such a personality, it is likely to be the "children" arranged by Keir in the crowd.

Ron even saw that while waiting for the start of the finals, many people directly took out elemental cards and played cards in the spectator seats to pass the time.

There was still a little free time before the final of the individual competition, Ron put Nora in his arms and made out in the box for a while.

"The store manager... I'll talk about it when I get back... um..."

"Don't worry, you can't see it from the outside."

"Hmm... Ha... Ha... Manager, the contestants for the individual competition have come out..."

Ron let go of his mouth, and looked at the center of the martial arts arena, feeling that the upcoming match was a bit dull.

"Why don't we make a bet, which one do you think will win?"

"Hmm...the one in the white dress on the right?"

"Then I'll guess the one in blue on the left." Ron rolled his eyes and said, "If you lose, you have to take the initiative to kiss me."

"Ah? Then the store manager lost?"

"I'll take the initiative to kiss you if I lose, isn't it fair?"

In the end, the one in white clothes lost, and Nora's cheeks were blushing, and Ron took the initiative in the end.

When the final of the team competition started, Nora's entire mouth was red and swollen.

Fluttering Street Diary: I shouldn’t have swiped station B to refresh my mind, and all the time slipped away while swiping

(End of this chapter)