"Thief woman! Your life is mine!"
The brawny man drew his sword from its sheath and swung it down, beheading the sorceress, who was still reeling from his deafening voice. Indeed, he was fiercely aggressive!
"And you accomplices! All die for !"
Killing one was not enough. The brawny man spurred his horse into a gallop, his large sword flashing left and right, and with a few charges, he slaughtered most of those who were gathering firewood to start a fire.
"Murder! Murder!"
Witnessing this, the villagers on the outskirts were terrified, fleeing in all directions and no longer daring to watch the commotion.
"Little girl, has this master ever spared anyone who deserved death?"
After slaughtering seven or eight people, the brawny man ca to the side of the wooden cage and asked the terrified woman inside.
"No... no... I only beg... the hero... not to... commit... more murder..."
The village girl stamred, clearly frightened by the thunderous thods of the brawny man who had co to save her.
"Haha... Today, you are lucky; take care of yourself from now on!"
Seeing that the village girl did not seem to be particularly grateful, the brawny man chuckled wryly, cut open the wooden cage holding her, and then rode away without looking back on his chestnut horse.
"The girl thanks the celestial lord!"
After the brawny man left, the village girl quickly crawled out of the broken cage, imdiately looked up to the sky and thanked so deity, then hurriedly fled.
What the woman didn’t know was that her deity was actually the brawny man who had saved her, or rather, Wang Zhifan disguised as him, though he was not pleased with her reaction.
"In the future, I can’t be too casual in developing followers. That woman was of no help to at all, and her personality offers no potential. If she gets into trouble again, I won’t bother with her."
In fact, Wang Zhifan’s plan to disguise himself as a brawny man to rescue the village girl was not so simple; he intended to give her more help so she could be more useful. Unfortunately, he heard her pleading for those who had frad him, and her foolishness and cowardice disappointed him, prompting him to abandon subsequent steps and leave her to her fate. After all, he had certainly saved her life twice and had already gone above and beyond.
After dealing with this unexpected situation, feeling sowhat unsatisfied, Wang Zhifan shed his disguise and headed to Pingwu City. He was going to take care of his hunger and purchase so edible ingredients from the dungeon. After that, he returned to the real world and went out for a large grocery run, mainly buying vegetables, ats, spices, and other cooking supplies for Yi Lin and Yali, the two maids, to experint with culinary skills when they had free ti.
After completing all these odd tasks, he checked his equipnt and officially started a new round of dungeon.
[Dungeon Objective: Complete a task issued by the Death Train.]
[Note: The penalty lock chanism will be lifted during this dungeon.]
[Detected as VIP player, initializing your dungeon identity...]
[Your dungeon identity is set as: Captain.]
[Captain: Though new to the scene, you have been chosen by the Death Train as the captain for car 666, granting you extra train privileges.]
"Death Train? Captain? Why do I have a sense of déjà vu?"
At this mont, Wang Zhifan was already seated in a carriage of a high-speed train, but oddly enough, all the seats around him were empty, and he was the only passenger in the entire carriage. Even more bizarre was that outside the tightly shut glass window, there was no normal travel scenery but an unequal patch of eerie blood-red color, with sothing swirling in it from ti to ti.
"Why is this dungeon so strange? Where are the other players?"
After glancing outside for a bit, Wang Zhifan felt uneasy. This dungeon gave him a bad feeling, not only because the objective was vague, but also because the overall environnt was unprecedented and filled with an ominous air.
He then moved from his seat to the aisle in the middle of the carriage, walking forward to the door connecting to the next carriage. The door was made entirely of tal, with only a small window in the middle, through which he could see the scene on the other side.
It was a face, an extrely bloated, pale human face, pressed tightly against the glass of the small window, staring at him with hollow, soulless eyes, while its constantly opening and closing black lips seed to be silently mouthing the words: "Open the door."
"It seems this is a ghost-type dungeon, and the ghost’s strength is quite considerable."
Upon realizing that the face opposite the small window was not human, Wang Zhifan mused, as his perceptive ability was exceptionally strong, he could determine that the ghost on the other side was not of a common type. However, it appeared that the ghost could not break through the train’s restrictions and move freely toward him.
As Wang Zhifan analyzed the characteristics of this dungeon in his mind, he heard a pleasant female voice coming from the speaker above:
"Dear passengers, platform 14 is approaching. Please get ready to disembark if you are leaving the train."
"We’re arriving at the station? But should I get off?"
Wang Zhifan felt montarily speechless, rembering that the dungeon required him to complete a task issued by the Death Train, yet he was utterly clueless and at a loss.
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