My Misfortune Crushed Instances-Chapter 81: That Thunder Attribute Skill Isn’t Yours, Is It?
"Aha, Dong Sanchuan, it’s been a long time since I last saw you."
"Weren’t we in the last Secret Realm together fighting..." Dong Sanchuan said with a look of disdain.
"More than half a month, it really is a long time."
Nan Jiumei adjusted her floral shirt, "Do you know what’s going on with the Silent Forest? I asked Hu Ju and Yu, and they both didn’t know."
Dong Sanchuan shrugged: "I don’t know either, Elder Song might know something, but he’s not willing to reveal anything."
Jiang Yu said, "You really are something, asking everyone you meet. This matter is too strange, there might be more to it. Let’s find out later. Let’s head out first and see where the next field assignment is. I haven’t been out in the field since I was evaluated as intermediate level last time."
Dong Sanchuan agreed: "Within three months, I need to at least advance to advanced level, otherwise the selection for the Secret Realm battlefield won’t be stable."
"You’re too cautious, Brother Chuan."
Nan Jiumei put her hand on his shoulder, "With your strength, even a beginner would definitely get selected."
"People often perish due to their arrogance."
Dong Sanchuan stated plainly, "Advancing to level 30 is the minimum requirement for registration. I just advanced and it’s not entirely stable. Same for you all."
"Hmph, registration for three months, special training for another three, it’ll be about level 40 then." Nan Jiumei’s character was noticeably more impatient.
If it were anyone else, they might brush it off with a laugh, but Dong Sanchuan said seriously, "The registration period might change, and the scope of the prophecy might also be wrong."
Jiang Yu approached the two to mediate: "Alright, alright, let’s take these people out first and then head to the next place."
Among the four of them, only Jiang Yu was part of the Cangyun Association. In principle, the Superpower Division does not allow Secret Realm agents to be arbitrarily deployed to different branches for field missions, unless there is a shortage of manpower at the mission location and the supervising organization actively requests it.
But such regulations clearly don’t apply to everyone. For instance, for this group, they just expressed the need to their organization, and naturally someone with decision-making power transferred them to the Cangyun Association.
It’s not because of any special background anyone had, but because they were all known as supernovas.
At the same time, it wasn’t just these four who came to the Cangyun Association’s jurisdiction, others were also taking action, with some even heading directly to the border. Almost all the supernovas had arrived in the Northwest, going on field assignments frantically to pass the selection for the Secret Realm battlefield.
But Li Rui was different. As a Rain Summoner still far from level 30, no one told him that participating in the Secret Realm battlefield selection looked at not just honor but also rank.
He applied for field assignments purely to make money.
Now, he had been wandering around the villa area behind South Mountain in Mihe City for quite some time, his sack half-filled.
Based on the route he noted down earlier during patrols, he felt most of the area in the villa district had been cleared by him. In some places, he found traces of battles, clearly intersecting with paths of other agents.
However, the space had been divided into many sections, some large and some small, and he hadn’t encountered anyone.
Li Rui didn’t feel much emotionally, stepping directly into the next space.
Meanwhile, Zhou Xiong and others felt intense fluctuations in their emotions.
"Brother Zhou, it’s another thunder attribute skill."
Zheng Xiaoyue, no longer her usual lively and cheerful self, was very worried, "Such attacks should be above level 20."
Zhou Xiong himself was at level 25 and knew this full well.
But knowing didn’t change anything. In this fractured space of the present reality, once inside, one must clear all Secret Realm creatures to restore it. They had been inside for quite some time without finding a living enemy, unable to break free and clarify who exactly was eliminating the Secret Realm creatures.
The good thing was, as the enemies decreased, the space would gradually stabilize, guiding participants to converge towards the final central force.
Therefore, as long as they kept entering new spaces, they would eventually encounter the last Secret Realm creatures.
"But Li Rui."
Zheng Xiaoyue stopped halfway through.
Zhou Xiong was decisive: "There’s no point in talking about that now. We’ve been turning around for so long without encountering him. Either he died somewhere, or by some twist of fate, he didn’t even come in."
Zheng Xiaoyue said, "I think it’s the latter. Look at Xiaoli, with such a delicate and handsome face, he looks like the type to listen to instructions. He might’ve stayed in the yard and not wandered around, then noticed something unusual."
Zhou Xiong nodded, hoping this was the case.
"Let’s go, to the next grid."
The four of them entered the fog wall together, and as their vision cleared, they heard a clattering sound not far away.
"Someone’s there!"
Zhou Xiong growled, immediately entering combat mode, with the others following suit.
Ahead was a low hill, enough to conceal them. They all quieted their movements and rushed to the hilltop, where they saw a blur in the mist.
Within the mist, several massive figures were besieging a human.
Though outnumbered, the person’s body technique was swift; at a glance, they held their ground, and upon closer inspection, they were entirely suppressive.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
From afar, they couldn’t discern what happened within the mist, only seeing fleeting flashes of golden light followed by bodies hitting the ground. Just in those few seconds of observation, the person had already taken down all the enemies.
"Very impressive. You guys stay put, I’ll go down and check things out, then give the signal for support."
With that, he gripped his weapon, charged down the hill alone, and headed towards the mist. However, halfway there, a sharp killing intent locked onto him.
Danger.
He drew his paired sword.
Clang!!!
Sparks flew as a fully black iron umbrella with layered wave-like patterns clashed against his blade.
The opponent’s strength was immense—an expert.
Thinking this, Zhou Xiong withdrew instead of engaging further.
"Who are you?"
"....."
The other remained silent, neither responding nor continuing the attack.
Zhou Xiong sensed no hostility from the other and quickly said, "I’m from the Baili Association...."
"Leader Zhou, um, sorry, I didn’t recognize you at first. Besides, you locked onto me too. Let’s call it even."
"....."
Now it was Zhou Xiong’s turn to fall silent, recognizing the voice.
"Are you Li Rui?"
The person emerged from the mist, indeed the very "young master" temporarily assigned here.
"Is it you?"
Zhou Xiong, like everyone else who had interacted with Li Rui, felt a buzz in his head.
Though he himself was a Martial Monk, following the sectarian knife path, requiring a robust physique—during their brief clash, it was evident the person before him had a physique no less than his own.
"Aren’t you a Rain Summoner?"
His thoughts were muddled; the two not only differed in profession but also had an 8-level gap, which should imply a huge disparity in strength.
"We saw traces of a thunder attribute skill along the way. Did you see anyone?"
Zhou Xiong halfway through his question found a strange idea popping into his mind: "Wait, could those traces have been left by you?"
