"The black seedling disciples look weird and canny. Their poisons are life-taking. Of course we should kill them.” Niuhuang stared at another black seedling disciple who was heavily injured and decisively killed him. A black belt accidentally broke out.
"You..." Dugu Hong started to shake his head. “What’s use of saving the white seedling disciples? Gamers can add blood themselves. Even if one day you learn the skill of the white seedling disciples, it’s of not benefit to yourself. You have already seen the deadly skills of the black seedling disciples. Do you need a second thought regarding which skill is more useful to us in future?”
"So for this pointless reason, you are unable to distinguish black and white?” Niuhuang squeezed his fingers to a tiny line to describe the little possibility and picked up the black belt. He cheered right away, “Embroider belt? It had 18 grids! Oh yeah!”
In the “Martial World”, every gamer had four storage pockets. They were on their chest, belt and two sleeves.
There was fixed storage capacity on the chest and sleeve pockets, with the original capacity at 40+1+1. After completing a few easy but troublesome tasks, the capacity could be expanded to 100+3+3. That was the maximum capacity gamers could achieve.
Only the storage capacity on the belt was determined by the belt quality. The initial cloth belt had only 3 compartments. With the upgrading of levels, the belt’s quality also advanced. The top belt had 12 compartments. But even the top belt was not comparable to this black belt Niuhuang just got.
The use of belt didn’t only mean expansion of storage capacity, because of the game rule—
In battles, the two pockets on sleeves were only for medicines, which could be used any time. Each compartment could at most store 10 medicines, which were allowed to be stolen by the opponents.
It required 1 extra second for the items in the belt to be taken out. More kinds of items were allowed to be put in the belt, including medicines, hidden weapons, replacement weapons and so on. Moreover, similar to the chest pocket, items in the belt were not allowed to be stolen.
It required 3 extra seconds for the items in the chest pocket to be taken out.
In battles, every 1 second delay may reverse the situation. So the increase of belt storage was another kind of combat capability improvement.
After Niuhuang’s blame, Dugu Hong sneered, “You are no better off. You judged them only from their dressing and impression. This is skin deep.”
"Are the white seedling disciples certainly good people? Are the black seedling disciples certain bad people? You didn’t even get clear about their relationship before you made you decision. All you rely on was your experience from the 200-year old game.”
"Doctors usually help their patients. But some of them also sell organs. Soldiers kill the enemies and protect the country. But some of them could also kill civilians...There is not 100% right or wrong in this world!”
"I only killed one person, but you killed two. Can I say that you chose to kill the black seedling disciples for more rewards? You know what? It must be because of the rewards that you killed the black seedling disciples. Look at how happy you are with the black belt you got...”
Niuhuang was never an opponent when debating with Dugu Hong. He could only listen to Dugu Hong talking none stop.
But he didn’t feel angry at this. Because he saw another part of Dugu Hong when he was talking. This part of him was not as cold and calculating as he usually was...
"Why do you stare at me like this? Are you in love with me?” Dugu Hong noticed Niuhuang’s abnormal behavior and asked.
"Ah? You are crazy!" Niuhuang shook his head, trying to get rid of the ridiculous thought in his mind. “What should we do now?”
"Since our disband already happened, let’s act separately. Maybe it is an opportunity for us. It could be easier to figure things out when we are at two different sides. Let’s keep in touch!” They couldn’t form a team since they were now opponents. But the communication between them was still allowed.
"Okay!" Niuhuang turned to the west. He got the guidance to go to the white seedling village. The two villages were at the opposite sides of the moon lake, which was 10 miles from each other.
"Well, yes." Dugu Hong patted his head and called Niuhuang. "I'm sorry!"
"Ah?" Niuhuang was a little surprised and asked “Why do you apologize? You are right, I have learnt a lot.”
"No. It was before that... Well, I have always been like this. You don’t need to worry about me. Maybe, after a while..." Dugu Hong’s explaination was getting vague and finally he left without finishing his explanation.
"Before that? Hey – before that!" Niuhuang suddenly understood.
It turned out Dugu Hong was apologizing for his rudeness at the lake side! Watching the back of Dugu Hong, Niuhuang wondered “Is this guy over mature or still innocent?”
****
The black seedling village was a small village that lived on fishing. It was built along the mountain and the lake, surrounded by very beautiful natural views.
The whole village had only a few dozen households scattered around the village. The houses were of the traditional bamboo structure. Most of the houses were built two to three meters above the ground.
It was already evening when Dugu Hong arrived here. The whole village was very peaceful.
Unfortunately, the good impression only lasted for a moment.
Upon arrival, Dugu Hong started his routine—looking for tradable npc, cleaning his package, replenishing medicines and repairing his equipment.
But after several rounds of searching in the village, he couldn’t find any npc.
If there was no npc, then let it go. Dugu Hong thought so and started his second step—looking for npc who he could talk to and getting some useful information from them.
Then he discovered that 50% of the black seedling villagers only had one line, “Hey, the white seedling disciples were lying about what happened years ago. They said they lost the battle to us.”
Another 25% of people were wondering why their friends hadn’t returned home after getting out for so long?
The remaining 25% were complementing on their own: "Life is wonderful!"
There was no single task in the entire black seedling village or any meaningful dialogue.
"The black seedling disciples look weird and canny. Their poisons are life-taking. Of course we should kill them.” Niuhuang stared at another black seedling disciple who was heavily injured and decisively killed him. A black belt accidentally broke out.
"You..." Dugu Hong started to shake his head. “What’s use of saving the white seedling disciples? Gamers can add blood themselves. Even if one day you learn the skill of the white seedling disciples, it’s of not benefit to yourself. You have already seen the deadly skills of the black seedling disciples. Do you need a second thought regarding which skill is more useful to us in future?”
"So for this pointless reason, you are unable to distinguish black and white?” Niuhuang squeezed his fingers to a tiny line to describe the little possibility and picked up the black belt. He cheered right away, “Embroider belt? It had 18 grids! Oh yeah!”
In the “Martial World”, every gamer had four storage pockets. They were on their chest, belt and two sleeves.
There was fixed storage capacity on the chest and sleeve pockets, with the original capacity at 40+1+1. After completing a few easy but troublesome tasks, the capacity could be expanded to 100+3+3. That was the maximum capacity gamers could achieve.
Only the storage capacity on the belt was determined by the belt quality. The initial cloth belt had only 3 compartments. With the upgrading of levels, the belt’s quality also advanced. The top belt had 12 compartments. But even the top belt was not comparable to this black belt Niuhuang just got.
The use of belt didn’t only mean expansion of storage capacity, because of the game rule—
In battles, the two pockets on sleeves were only for medicines, which could be used any time. Each compartment could at most store 10 medicines, which were allowed to be stolen by the opponents.
It required 1 extra second for the items in the belt to be taken out. More kinds of items were allowed to be put in the belt, including medicines, hidden weapons, replacement weapons and so on. Moreover, similar to the chest pocket, items in the belt were not allowed to be stolen.
It required 3 extra seconds for the items in the chest pocket to be taken out.
In battles, every 1 second delay may reverse the situation. So the increase of belt storage was another kind of combat capability improvement.
After Niuhuang’s blame, Dugu Hong sneered, “You are no better off. You judged them only from their dressing and impression. This is skin deep.”
"Are the white seedling disciples certainly good people? Are the black seedling disciples certain bad people? You didn’t even get clear about their relationship before you made you decision. All you rely on was your experience from the 200-year old game.”
"Doctors usually help their patients. But some of them also sell organs. Soldiers kill the enemies and protect the country. But some of them could also kill civilians...There is not 100% right or wrong in this world!”
"I only killed one person, but you killed two. Can I say that you chose to kill the black seedling disciples for more rewards? You know what? It must be because of the rewards that you killed the black seedling disciples. Look at how happy you are with the black belt you got...”
Niuhuang was never an opponent when debating with Dugu Hong. He could only listen to Dugu Hong talking none stop.
But he didn’t feel angry at this. Because he saw another part of Dugu Hong when he was talking. This part of him was not as cold and calculating as he usually was...
"Why do you stare at me like this? Are you in love with me?” Dugu Hong noticed Niuhuang’s abnormal behavior and asked.
"Ah? You are crazy!" Niuhuang shook his head, trying to get rid of the ridiculous thought in his mind. “What should we do now?”
"Since our disband already happened, let’s act separately. Maybe it is an opportunity for us. It could be easier to figure things out when we are at two different sides. Let’s keep in touch!” They couldn’t form a team since they were now opponents. But the communication between them was still allowed.
"Okay!" Niuhuang turned to the west. He got the guidance to go to the white seedling village. The two villages were at the opposite sides of the moon lake, which was 10 miles from each other.
"Well, yes." Dugu Hong patted his head and called Niuhuang. "I'm sorry!"
"Ah?" Niuhuang was a little surprised and asked “Why do you apologize? You are right, I have learnt a lot.”
"No. It was before that... Well, I have always been like this. You don’t need to worry about me. Maybe, after a while..." Dugu Hong’s explaination was getting vague and finally he left without finishing his explanation.
"Before that? Hey – before that!" Niuhuang suddenly understood.
It turned out Dugu Hong was apologizing for his rudeness at the lake side! Watching the back of Dugu Hong, Niuhuang wondered “Is this guy over mature or still innocent?”
****
The black seedling village was a small village that lived on fishing. It was built along the mountain and the lake, surrounded by very beautiful natural views.
The whole village had only a few dozen households scattered around the village. The houses were of the traditional bamboo structure. Most of the houses were built two to three meters above the ground.
It was already evening when Dugu Hong arrived here. The whole village was very peaceful.
Unfortunately, the good impression only lasted for a moment.
Upon arrival, Dugu Hong started his routine—looking for tradable npc, cleaning his package, replenishing medicines and repairing his equipment.
But after several rounds of searching in the village, he couldn’t find any npc.
If there was no npc, then let it go. Dugu Hong thought so and started his second step—looking for npc who he could talk to and getting some useful information from them.
Then he discovered that 50% of the black seedling villagers only had one line, “Hey, the white seedling disciples were lying about what happened years ago. They said they lost the battle to us.”
Another 25% of people were wondering why their friends hadn’t returned home after getting out for so long?
The remaining 25% were complementing on their own: "Life is wonderful!"
There was no single task in the entire black seedling village or any meaningful dialogue.
