Then, he suddenly noticed the Desert Giant Wolves at the side. His eyes instantly lit up as he spoke:
"Wow! These Desert Giant Wolves are so cool! And they’re actually Divine Chosen Soldiers! How’d you get them?"
"Can I ride one?"
"Blah, blah, blah..."
Perhaps finding her cousin a bit of a nuisance, or just annoyed by how loud he was now that he was awake, Su Mumu leaned in close and whispered:
"Yesterday, while playing Delta, I got the Red Wolf Hide on a single pull."
Instantly, Don’t call MC’s eyes rolled back into his head, and he returned to his state of being a Divine Being:
"Oh my god!"
"AHHHHH!"
"Why is my gacha luck always so damn bad!?"
"Why can’t *I* be the one to get the Red Wolf on a single pull!?"
Qin Feng: "???"
Su Mumu just shot him an indifferent smile.
’He’s too loud.’
’A little annoying.’
’It’s better if his train of thought stays derailed for a bit.’
Qin Feng: "..."
Afterward, the group continued to push forward.
As before, the Desert Giant Wolves led the way, while Qin Feng dealt damage from the rear with his shortbow.
But ever since witnessing Qin Feng’s combat maneuvers—a display so skillful it was practically a work of art—Su Mumu, who had originally planned to lend a hand, was now sipping on an iced milk tea that looked like it ca from the modern world, which she’d pulled out from who-knows-where. She strolled about leisurely in the rear, looking for all the world like a hands-off manager.
To top it off, she raised her cup toward Qin Feng and asked,
"Want so?"
"I’ve got more in my bag."
"All fresh."
Qin Feng was a bit baffled.
"Aren’t we forbidden from bringing anything from the modern world in here?"
"So where’d you get this milk tea?"
At his question, Su Mumu raised the cup in her hand and explained matter-of-factly:
"It’s simple."
"You take ingredients and containers from the Lord World out with you."
"Then, you make the iced milk tea yourself and print a nice design on the cup. That way, you can disguise it as a fresh product from the modern world and bring it back in."
She paused, then added,
"Actually,"
"this stuff is pretty popular in the major cities of the Northern Empire."
"It sells for up to three Gold Coins a cup."
"That’s more expensive than so rare ores used for forging weapons and equipnt."
Qin Feng couldn’t help but give her a thumbs-up.
"Badass!"
"Never would have thought of that!"
"But since you just told your business secret, aren’t you worried I’ll use my Sharingan to copy your thod and compete with you for the milk tea market?"
Su Mumu shrugged, looking unconcerned.
"Doesn’t matter."
"I’ve got plenty of other ways to make money."
"Besides,"
"if the iced milk tea I make doesn’t sell as well as a copycat’s version,"
"it just ans my technique isn’t good enough. In that case, I either need to hurry up and refine my core skills, or just switch to a new money-making venture. I don’t lose out either way."
She suddenly glanced at Qin Feng, a playful look in her eyes.
"If you want to make money off this little trick,"
"you’d better hurry."
"Because once the other Lord Players established in the Northern Empire find out about my iced milk tea, they’ll definitely figure out the principle behind it. From there, they’ll extrapolate and start creating all sorts of other products from the modern world."
"It’ll be too late to get in on it by then."
"They’ll have the Northern Empire’s trade market completely carved up."
Qin Feng waved his hand dismissively.
"Nah."
"I was just ssing with you."
"I’m stuck in the Northern Forest right now, can’t go anywhere."
"I’m surrounded by primitive Forest Tribes that are basically caven. Even if I did manage to whip up so curious little trinkets, there’d be no one to sell them to..."
Before he could finish, the ground began to tremble again, like a beating heart.
In the distance, under the vaulted ceiling of the Dungeon hall, a large group of Wandering Soul Fighters materialized from thin air, like figures stepping through a tear in reality. Their rusted armor scraped against the stone, and each step they took seared a dark purple scorch mark into the ground. They writhed as they moved, like snails slick with sli.
Su Mumu glanced at the number of monsters before them.
"There are twelve Wandering Soul Fighters in total. Need a hand?"
Qin Feng nocked an arrow to his shortbow, not even looking up as he replied,
"No need."
"I’ll just kite them and wear them down slowly."
Hearing this, Su Mumu instinctively turned to look toward the shadows at a distant corner of the hallway and murmured under her breath,
’So... does that an no pesky Wandering Soul Strikers will show up this ti?’
Qin Feng didn’t hear her mosquito-faint whisper. His gaze was currently locked onto the group of Wandering Soul Fighters.
Though these monsters shuffled along like old crones, their arm swings cut through the air with a sharp whistle.
Simply put, their movent speed was very slow, but their Attack Speed was very fast.
Without outside interference, by the ti the Desert Giant Wolves reached the Wandering Soul Fighters, they would inevitably take a hit before they could lash out with their claws and tear open the monsters’ chests.
So, to be on the safe side, it was better to just have the Desert Giant Wolves lead them around in circles.
It would be slower to finish them off, but the trade-off was zero risk of casualties, plus they could get the full benefit of the Bloodthirsty bonus.
"HSSST!"
’Go! Lead them in circles for a bit! I’ll pick them off one by one!’
With the command given, the five Desert Giant Wolves shot out like the wind, circling rapidly around the group of terrifying Void Monsters.
And these stupid monsters, with only the instinct to kill left in their brains, were surprisingly cooperative. They completely ignored the distant Qin Feng and Su Mumu, rely chasing the Desert Giant Wolves in front of them at a sluggish pace. Then, a volley of Qin Feng’s Continuous Arrows pierced their hard helts and, subsequently, their shriveled heads.
Witnessing this, Su Mumu felt her blood begin to boil with excitent again.
Ever since she was a child, she’d loved this kind of brutal, visceral lee combat. What’s more, she was now watching Qin Feng, a master archer who had elevated his craft to a performance art. Every arrow that sliced through the air was like a special-effects shot from a Hollywood blockbuster, sending her adrenaline into overdrive!
Continuous Arrow!!!
Another Continuous Arrow!!!
And another Continuous Arrow!!!
The arrows struck like pins on a ruler! Each one precisely hit a fatal spot on the crown of a monster’s skull! The fletching traced a perfect, silver-blue arc through the air!
’Can he really not miss a single shot!?’
’God!’
’So cool!’
’So cool it’s giving chills!’
However, just as Su Mumu’s blood was pumping with excitent, she suddenly froze as if struck by lightning.
She had noticed sothing bizarre.
The Desert Giant Wolf that had been accidentally injured under Tingfeng’s command earlier... no one had given it a Healing Potion. Yet now, the wound under its fur, which should have been a gaping gash, had vanished without a trace. Not even a scar remained. It was as if the bone-deep injury had never existed at all.
’What!?’
’What’s going on!?’
’Do the Desert Giant Wolves have a self-healing skill!?’
’No!’
’They don’t!’
’This has to be because of Tingfeng!’
Her head whipped toward Qin Feng, her mind racing with possibilities.
’A skill?’
’A Talent?’
’Whatever it is, it’s definitely not an Active ability! It has to be a Passive healing effect! He never actively cast a single spell the entire ti!’
’Could it be...’
’a passive ability that lets his troops continuously regenerate health?’
’He actually has sothing that powerful!?’
’Is it his awakened War King Talent?’
’Or so rare hidden archer skill?’
’Or maybe an undiscovered Lord Skill?’
But in the next second, Su Mumu seized on the crucial point, her thoughts racing like an electric current.
’Wait!’
’The nature of the ability isn’t the most important part!’
’It’s whether this ridiculously powerful continuous Healing ability works on just his own Divine Chosen Soldiers, or if it can also affect his "allied" units!’
At this thought, Su Mumu acted decisively. She summoned a silver-white dagger from her weapon slot and slashed it across her own palm.
The instant a bead of blood welled up on her skin, a system notification exploded in her view.
[You have been affected by the ’???’ Talent Effect from your ally ’Tingfeng’!]
[You are naturally recovering Life Value!]
[Your Life Value 1]
[Your Life Value 1]
Su Mumu’s eyes flew wide open.
’Huh!?’
’It can be shared with allies!?’
’Doesn’t that make this a genuine, Divine-level Healing Passive!?’
’He was hiding a trump card like this all along!?’
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