I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 166 - 153: A Sharp Tongue but Not a Mean Person

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Chapter 166: Chapter 153: A Sharp Tongue but Not a Mean Person

Slutty Mouth Isn’t Slutty

"I can’t believe I’m still alive?" The whistling wind, my eyes won’t open, my skin stings like being cut by a thousand knives.

Instinctively, I checked, and my Life was decreasing rapidly.

Damn, are you torturing me again?

This is too much, the top player gets treated like this!

But soon he hit the ground and opened his eyes.

He felt dizzy for a while, but eventually, he came to his senses.

Turned out, he was carried over by that Bone Horse.

This- this speed is just too fast.

"You’re lucky, being among the first players to arrive. Although you missed the chance to become a dealer, you can buy once at a 10% discount. Some items are unique; first come, first served." Small Knife said, smiling warmly like a diligent salesman.

The guy’s eyes lit up and he quickly checked the goods.

Just perfect, he had the money saved up for a house, even though it wasn’t enough for a down payment.

Without hesitation, he started browsing, looking for desired items.

Hmm, mainly those that can be sold at a profit since some of these items are unique; once bought, they’ll only make money, not to mention the discount.

Especially those that assist in enhancing Qi Blood comprehension, helping break through the Level 30 bottleneck. Getting one would be a game-changer.

Selling it at a sky-high price wouldn’t be an issue.

Meanwhile, Small Knife casually asked about something.

It was no secret, every player received an urgent task.

By now, this guy realized he couldn’t possibly complete the emergency reporting task, so he relaxed and focused on picking treasures.

Thus, Small Knife easily learned the details of borrowing tasks and confirmed that you only receive tasks when you’re within a certain range of the Witch Residence.

This made Small Knife breathe a sigh of relief.

Afterward, Small Knife stayed there observing, gradually more players arrived.

They saw players who got there first, often wanting to return after receiving emergency warning tasks.

But then, the Enhanced Skeleton Wind Horse deployed.

It swept in like the wind, blocking those players from leaving.

The sensible ones walked over themselves; the ones who weren’t had lost the privilege of being carried the first time.

Since there were more players now, even the Enhanced Skeleton Wind Horse couldn’t bring everyone over individually; it could only bite them to death.

Amitabha, mercy.

All for the task, though the forums are probably raging.

As time passed.

Slutty Mouth, riding a Level 50 Bone Horse, finally arrived.

Small Knife let out a breath, waiting impatiently.

He directly sent the contract through Little Knife Studio (team).

Hearing the notification, Slutty Mouth, who had been eagerly waiting, felt his heart flutter and tears streamed again.

"Dad, this is true love."

Of course, he agreed without a second thought.

Ignoring the system’s repeated severe alert warnings.

Confirmed, confirmed, and confirmed again.

Why so troublesome, damn it, I’m willing—bring it on!

Because, only this way, can I ensure I don’t betray, that I follow Brother Dao to the end.

Slutty Mouth knows there’s a future following someone like Brother Dao, but he also understands, when the temptation is big, he might not resist the urge to make mistakes.

So, the stricter the contract, the better.

Just after signing the contract, becoming a member of Little Knife Studio, before having a chance to explore this legendary mysterious studio, a notification popped up.

Beep: Little Knife Studio (team) has issued you an urgent task.

Warning: Quickly find the Witch in the Rock Python Tribe to complete the system task, warning.

Requirement: Inform that an enemy has intruded, was poisoned by Snake Venom, and is escaping. Complete the task requirement to lure a Witch from the Rock Python Tribe.

Hint: You can receive dual rewards from the system task and Little Knife Studio task.

Reward: Ten thousand Bone Coins.

Note: The reward will vary based on completion level, as per system evaluation.

"Dad stands by me without a word, this is two million Real Coins now, and I stupidly let my parents persuade me with five million to betray Brother Dao, that’s just not human."

He glanced around at other players, realizing Brother Dao deliberately left this opportunity for him.

Suddenly, he did not hesitate anymore, riding the Bone Horse, off he went.

Small Knife turned around, his brow furrowed, as a player lay on the ground as if asleep.

Without a doubt, this meant logging off, using player methods to spread the message.

Small Knife wasn’t worried about players completing the task directly, because even with offline messages, logging back in wouldn’t show a task.

This way, NPCs wouldn’t believe or pay attention; only when they got closer would they receive the task.

With a task, the NPC would then care.

However, given the information, it’s likely a large number of players would soon rush in.

"Slutty Mouth is pretty lucky," Small Knife mused. If he found out players had logged off before Slutty Mouth arrived, he might have enticed other players to complete the task.

At most, he’d give Slutty Mouth some compensation.

The Level 50 Bone Horse was rather fast, just not as fast as Small Knife.

Riding the Bone Horse, Slutty Mouth charged into the tribe.

Along the way, he thought of the Witch in the tribe that he knew.

Grateful for that person, and driven by the high rewards of the task, varying based on evaluation, he pondered along the way and chose three target locations.

Many Witches he couldn’t determine the power of, but those with Totem Poles were undoubtedly stronger.

War Witches were the least valued, likely the weakest.

That wasn’t important; what mattered was that War Witches should be poorer and more impulsive, right?

Those who possessed a Level 80 Fierce Poison Rock Python were usually War Witches, easy to recognize.

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