My Misfortune Crushed Instances-Chapter 126: He’s the Unlucky One

Wu Di had met Li Rui and knew that he took out Li Xiaolin. To be precise, quite a few people in the West Wind Province area knew about it. However, he didn’t know the specifics about this person — his level, his profession, none of it was something he’d paid attention to.

After all, there are many experts coming to the Northwest, he couldn’t possibly inquire about each one.

However, now he had a clear understanding of this young man because he knew who Dong Sanchuan was.

Someone whose strength ranked in the top three among the recognized supernovas, inviting Li Rui to the border was an endorsement of his prowess.

This meant, in Dong Sanchuan’s eyes, they were on the same level, or would be sooner or later.

"So."

Pu Tong said, "Do you need me to handle any formalities for you?"

Li Rui was caught between laughter and tears, "Brother Pu, I was just going to ask you, do I need formalities to go to the border?"

Pu Tong shook his head repeatedly, "Not really, you can attach yourself to the Qing Garden branch, it’s just like going on a regular field mission."

"Then it’s settled, I’ll get my driver’s license in a couple of days and head out."

"Alright, let’s go, have a farewell meal, my treat."

The two walked with their arms around each other’s shoulders, leaving Wu Di behind, green with envy.

Damn it! Why didn’t such a good opportunity fall to me!

Usually when on field missions, being attached to an action group brings some benefits to the leader, but not much. However, going to the border is different, there are plenty of opportunities to catch fugitives and earn merits, making the action group’s records look good, even a chance to be rated as an advanced collective or something.

However, this too has its causal effects.

Pu Tong usually doesn’t argue or fight, very much like an old ox, so when the higher-ups received a recommendation from Song Yao, they sent the person directly to him, because anyone else seeing a level 17 Rain Summoner would feel it troublesome.

But now, if others find out this Rain Summoner can bring benefits, their envy is inevitable.

Li Rui returned home and saw He Chengli sprawled on the couch in shock, the kid was still astonished.

Earlier in the Secret Realm, a level 30 Elite Monster appeared, Li Rui charged in without a word and hit it with Thunder Shocking Earth, instantly killing the creature.

This skill had too large of an impact for a level 19 Assassin.

Huo Yun came out of the room asking, "All done with the negotiation?"

"Yeah."

Li Rui nodded.

He Chengli, hearing the noise, snapped out of his daze: "So, we’re really leaving then."

The border area is even more perilous than the Northwest interior. Even Li Rui didn’t dare take two young masters to adventure. He was confident he could avoid danger, but couldn’t guarantee their complete safety.

So, after much thought, he decided to send them home first.

Concerned with safety, they couldn’t act headstrong even though they were curious about the border, they didn’t object.

The next day, Li Rui personally saw them off on the plane and then went to driving school for practice.

Recently, except for the day of the level 30 incident, he went to driving school for eight hours a day. With extraordinary physique and memory potion assistance, along with solo practice, he quickly passed subjects one and two. Practicing today again, tomorrow he’ll go for subject three.

With Kong Ji’s help, scheduling exams was no issue, anytime he wanted. A few days later, Li Rui got his driving license with astonished praise from the coach, and mastered non-awkward driving skills.

Upon finishing his tasks, he contacted Dong Sanchuan.

"Coming today? That’s a bit inconvenient, emergency mission, a group of illegal agents has infiltrated. Can you come straight to the site?"

"No problem."

Li Rui agreed immediately, "What’s the level of this group?"

"Around level 30, according to the Prophet, but they seem to have a Prophet too, so can’t pinpoint it accurately. Contact me once you arrive."

"Alright."

After they finalized the plan, Li Rui bid farewell to Kong Ji and then hit the gas, driving onto the desert.

In principle, newly licensed drivers can’t drive alone on highways, so he didn’t take the main road, choosing instead to cut across the desert, leaving West Wind Province, skirting East Gate Province, and arriving at the location Dong Sanchuan mentioned.

Dust and pebbles slammed against the windshield, crackling, the pedal never let up from start to finish. The off-road vehicle, modified by Kong Ji (filed registration), performed excellently on the desert, actually managing high-speed travel all the way.

Back during road practice, the coach said Li Rui drove too violently, now even more so — foot always on the gas, never letting up.

His skills growing, everything seemed slow.

Sprinting over the parched land, Li Rui bypassed the last major city before the border and saw the checkpoint ahead.

After presenting credentials, he received the usual reminder, then got clearance.

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The border region is unsuitable for human survival, mostly barren areas patrolled only by Secret Realm agents and border troops.

Yet, due to the long border line, it can’t guarantee constant surveillance everywhere, becoming a high-risk area for illegal Secret Realm agents to infiltrate.

In chaotic places, any knowledgeable person knows the methods to sneak into different countries, universally acknowledged, to illegally enter Dragon Country from the Northwest region, the best is to bring a Rain Summoner.

Of course, rainmaking and fog summoning don’t cut it, it needs to be someone with Gale Skill.

The purpose of bringing such a support class is not for direct combat, but to summon winds stirring up sandstorms at crucial moments for easy infiltration or retreat.

However, this is the general method, exceptions like Transformers or Assassin masters possessing higher-level stealth skills.

At this moment, in a dark cave beneath a cliff, there were five figures. Four of them focused intently on a woman with sparse hair.

Her complexion was somewhat haggard, appearing listless, yet leaving one feeling her age wasn’t that advanced. In her hand was a bundle of bamboo sticks, repeatedly tossing them to the ground.

"The Prophet has calculated us, but couldn’t pin down a specific spot. Walking from old rocky shoals might be safest."

"Lin Hong, your computational power has grown, even calculating the route."

The Prophet named Lin Hong shook her head, "No, I calculated the exact deployment in that direction."

That person murmured, "How could this be? Deployment should be harder to calculate than abstract danger, right?"

Lin Hong cautiously gathered the bamboo sticks etched with numerous inscriptions, smiling slightly, "Because my luck was good, capturing a populated route, only a single person, a level 22 Rain Summoner."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the others became interested.

"No wonder, such a low level can’t escape Lin Hong’s fatal wager."

These inscription-adorned bamboo sticks were no ordinary objects but a piece of Epic Level Prophet equipment.

However, from profession to equipment, the Prophet is entirely founded on mysticism, calculating or not, relying on luck.

"He’s alone?"

"Not disturbed by other auras, should be alone."

"Haha, perhaps it’s not our good luck, but his bad luck."