Anyway, after comprehending the skill, Chun decisively pried the gemstone out under the pretext of checking the mop once more.
After all, the longer a crystal core gem is exposed, the more likely sothing goes wrong.
The mop, stripped of its crystal core, returned to its mundane state, but Chun was anything but ordinary now. The effect of mopping wasn’t quite toilet-shiny, but at least the gri wasn’t so thick anymore.
This ti, the cook finally didn’t scold: "Kid, put more effort!"
"Okay, sir!"
——System Prompt: Your mop mastery proficiency has increased.
Holy shit, this is the pace of crossing from whiteboard to comprehending basic skills!
As long as skills can be understood, Chun felt energized all over, continuing on...
Ti passed unknowingly:
——System Prompt: It is now 12:00 PM on April 19th, Golden Continent ti...
——System Prompt: You’ve received 100 Mining Coins as a daily wage from the Honorary Elder of Southern Canyon Village, and 200 Mining Coins from Black Iron Blade’s second mate. The current daily wage of the Broken Bottle Comrce Association President is 217 Mining Coins.
——Astrologer Profession Prompt: Today’s fortune is "Suitable for travel, suitable for mining." Your one-week fortune accumulation skill accumulates fortune for 2 days, today is Saturn Day, and due to the previous forced fortune mobilization, "Saturn’s Guidance" cannot be initiated. The "Chapter of Misfortune" today is set for misfortunes such as injury, servitude, scapegoating, and imprisonnt for serious cris. You’ve accumulated misfortune for 6 days. The stronger the accumulated misfortune, the stronger the transford good fortune.
...
A new day, Chun felt a surge of spirit.
A serious cri prison in the Chapter of Misfortune? A new term, aning I’ve been frad a lot by the Bronze Flower? It turns out that accumulation makes the impact stronger?!
Chun was even more motivated, quickly finishing a sweeping round in the canteen hall.
The cook seed satisfied: "Kid, not bad."
Chun was zealously honing his proficiency, not having broken through to basic just yet, fearful he might be assigned other ssy tasks: "Sir, I can mop a few more tis!"
The cook gave a cold snort: "Why mop so clean? These bastards don’t deserve it! Go to the back kitchen and wash those two carts of potatoes, then peel them!"
Holy shit! Can washing potatoes train skills? Can peeling hone blade techniques?
Chun panicked: "Sir, mopping clean can be in preparation for... entertaining an important guest, for the Bronze Flower to inspect! Celebrities love cleanliness, and if she discovers that you’ve managed the canteen so well, you’ll surely be praised!"
The cook got angry: "What nonsense? How could the City Lord miss ever co to such a place?"
As long as there’s a question and answer, things beco manageable!
Chun imdiately pulled out the Fla Crystal Core from behind his wheelchair: "The Bronze Flower wants this item from , so she’ll definitely co!"
The cook was suddenly stunned!
Seeing his interest piqued, Chun quickly added: "Sir, no matter how well the potatoes are cooked, significant figures won’t see or taste them, and a bunch of overly full bastards will still curse. But if sanitation is done well, important figures can see it at a glance, it’s a completely different matter!"
The cook’s fat jiggled with excitent: "Kid, are you teaching how to run this place? I’ll indulge you. Clean the floor, front, and back till they’re spotless, not a single fly is allowed—now get to work!"
"Understood! Wise sir!"
Truly the most lowly leader indeed! Chun thought with pleasure, suddenly rembering the Ten Lords monitoring him. Could my performance be too arrogant now?
But this is what reflects a normal player! If an NPC told to do sothing and I just did it, how would it match my global 11th ranking? Oh right, what’s my rank today?
Chun opened the leaderboard, still 11th. Ah, neither up nor down, lonely as snow...
...
Black Iron City Church.
The Tata War God had just completed a task assigned by the Holy Mother Dharma, eagerly opening the leaderboard, still 12th!
Why? Chun had already been in prison for a week, not to ntion earlier frenzied level grinding and skill honing, this week too, marked significant progress with full enhancents in equipnt, skills, and beast-taming pets, yet still unable to surpass him?
Perhaps I should acquire the Divine Format left by the forr Black Iron Guardian God’s demise. But for so reason, Tata War God always felt a strange sensation, that the task levels he received seed to have an insurmountable ceiling, no longer able to reach the core layers of the church. If the core isn’t touched, obtaining the Divine Format is impossible!
Where is the problem?
Tata War God thought of asking Alpha Beta, but couldn’t initiate contact. Since Silver City’s Evil God’s failure, they remained silent.
Watching the rankings of South Korean players steadily rise, with the internal advantages from the beta testing gradually diminishing, Tata War God’s jealousy and anxiety were becoming inexpressible. After all, South Korea and India are among the "Pipe Rat Five Powers" of the global network, frequently mocking each other on dia platforms like Pipe Rat...
Perhaps I should head to the Northern Fishing Port, to et with that Fishman God?
And as Tata War God nervously left the church doors, a female voice from behind called out: "Are you the great Tata War God?"
Great?
Tata turned around in surprise, to see a female NPC dressed in a tattered black cloak!
Tata asked in shock: "Who are you?"
The female NPC laughed, "I am Sheila, a wandering nun from the Golden Empire! I ca to the Golden Continent to et the greatest hero, and I think that must be you."
With that, she bowed and revealed the golden armor under her tattered cloak!
Tata’s eyebrows twitched, and he imdiately took a screenshot and zood in carefully, not recognizing the armor! But the material was definitely more advanced than any equipnt from the Supply Officer of the Church!
What kind of advanced event is this triggering?
Tata’s confidence soared with anticipation: "That’s right, I am the greatest rookie. What does the lady need from ?"
The wandering nun suddenly beca serious, "Of course, it’s to do the greatest thing together. When I arrived in the city, I found many poor little dogs in the slums going hungry, so I urge you to buy food to feed 100 of them."
——System Notice: You have received Sheila’s quest "Feed 100 Stray Puppies"! Do you accept?
A task issued? And it’s quite simple!
Tata laughed, "This is exactly the responsibility of my Animal Protection Association, leave it to !"
The wandering nun laughed, "Go on; I’ll settle in various taverns waiting for your good news."
The Tata War God couldn’t wait to start running, "Understood!"
...
At this ti, Sela was laughing in the chat group, "Look at my side, as soon as I appeared, I tricked this 12th ranked big guy."
Michael chuckled in surprise, "Pretending to be an NPC, that’s really wicked."
Sela sighed, "That’s my privilege, otherwise how could I play the single-player mode in the old world."
Gabriel laughed, "Sela, isn’t your quest a bit too easy?"
Sela chuckled, "Easy? What if there aren’t even 100 puppies in the slums?"
Everyone chuckled in surprise, "Now this is interesting! Let’s see how this Curry deals with the quest!"
Sela sighed again, "Black Iron City feels so weak, far from the old world full of strong figures."
Michael said seriously, "Of course, our ultimate goal is to suppress the rogue artificial intelligence of the old world. Even if it’s weak, that’s relative to the NPC forces. For us, it still presents so challenges."
Gabriel asked, "Sela, have you planned the strategy for taking over Black Iron City?"
Sela laughed, "Of course, start with the lower-level gangs, then infiltrate the church and eventually the nobility."
Sariel laughed, "Perhaps you should start by dealing with Chun’s Broken Bottle Gang."
Sela laughed, "That’s exactly what I was thinking."
So Sela went to the Dark Alley District and found the Broken Bottle Tavern.
Chun’s gang token was obtained from this tavern, but a gang ford by just picking up a token from the tavern is actually a second-tier organization. Chun, as the president, is just a lower-level agent—the real head of Broken Bottle might even be the tavern owner, the true boss type.
Sela entered the tavern. The lighting was dim, the music was douce, and thugs were either drinking, sleeping, smoking, or playing cards around. It was the classic tavern layout.
But suddenly, Sela spotted a table in the corner with a cloaked figure who seed like a female NPC, leisurely drinking and reading.
This? Typically, in a rogue nest like this, there wouldn’t be any female patrons other than dancers or serving girls. And certainly not soone reading so elegantly. The key is, her advanced warning system couldn’t gauge the person’s strength!
Sela got interested, approached, and greeted her, "Hello, I am Sheila, the wandering nun. May I get to know the lady?"
The person waved her closer, and whispered, "You’re no nun, nor are you human, you’re a very weak Evil God!"
Sela was shocked, "Lady, what do you an?"
Actually, given her status as a Dark Sage of the Fallen Angel Race, defining herself as an Evil God seed fair. But this manner of speech left Sela stumped!
The person continued, "Are you also wanting to join the Guardian God Council?"
Sela was even more flustered, "I..."
The person said, "But you are too weak, and not qualified. I don’t know if I’m qualified either, nor do I know if the church would agree, but we could et and unite, what do you think?"
Sela was shocked, aning she, too, is an Evil God?
The key here is that her first two sentences were all about how weak I am, which was quite displeasing to the always-confident Sela!
"Lady, what should I call you?"
The other person said flatly, "Just call Guardian. Did you know, after the Black Iron Guardian God perished, even an unknown Evil Dragon and a vulgar Fishman can form a Guardian God Council, and this so-called council doesn’t even have the capacity to detect Evil Gods. This has many Evil Gods quite intrigued!"
Sela was shocked! Although she had a plan to take over Black Iron City, she never expected it to involve the Evil God level! If many Evil Gods are attempting to interfere with Black Iron City, then her plan is simply impossible—on a divine level, she really is weak!
In short, agreeing with her must be correct!
Then she called a group eting in the chat, "Sariel, look at what you’ve done!!"
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