Chapter 15: Fighting Gui Guzi Again (2/2)

“Really? I’ve been here for an entire day…” I poured cold water on him with a languid laugh.

“Shit!”

Du Thirteen laughed again without any anger. “I’ve accepted a bounty quest by the city gates. I need to kill a boss in Frost Forest. Come help me if you’ve got some time on your hands, I couldn’t form a party.”

“Mn, give me the location of your quest. I’ll be there soon.”

“Don’t…”

Du Thirteen hesitated, then spoke a few seconds later. “I’m only Level 10, the mobs here along the way almost killed me. Can you take me there?”

“Sure.”

I was even more speechless as I strode toward Floating Ice City.

Not long after, I saw Du Thirteen. This dumbass was a Level 10 Warrior wearing a set of Common-grade equipment. He was at the city entrance, foolishly looking at the passing female players, drooling at their white thighs. He looked like he couldn’t wait to pounce on their legs and shout, “I’m hungry big sister, feed me, feed me…”

“Thirteen!”

I yelled from a distance. Du Thirteen quickly found me and dashed toward the edge of the forest. He drooled when he saw my equipment. “Shit! You’re so cool! Iron-grade sword with bonus stats, Iron-grade chest armor, Iron-grade boots, and Iron-grade wristguards. Damn…”

Du Thirteen’s expression then changed into one that needed a good beating. His face still dripping with drool, he asked, “Brother Chen, do you have any weapons, metal armor or leather armor that you’re not using? You can toss them at me.”

“No, we’ll talk about it when I do.”

“Okay!”

Du Thirteen posed as a little brother in game. He was well-aware of his own abilities and he was in fact a qualified underling. If his boss were to pick up a cigar, he was the type to rush to light it. If his boss were to look displeased, he would immediately grab a brick and yell at the guy across the street, “Don’t be so arrogant, boy. You think I won’t clap you?!”

We charged into the forest together. Fortunately, the mobs along the way weren’t too high-leveled. I easily dealt with monsters lower than Level 20 and Du Thirteen leeched experience as he followed by my side.

The quest target was a Level 17 Wolfman. With Thirteen’s abilities, fighting against it was clearly courting death. I, however, only took ten seconds to wrap it up.

While he was slicing its head off, Du Thirteen praised me without end. “Lu Chen, you’re so strong, so handsome, so sharp! My admiration for you flows like the river…”

“I think it’s best if you talk about how you plan on leveling up,” I interrupted.

“Oh, I’m heading to Wild Boar Forest in a bit to level up. There are Level 11 Wild Boars there. If I have to kill monsters, it’s faster to level there.”

“Mn, then I’ll go level alone. Oh right, have you learned your class skill yet, Warrior’s Level 10 skill, Heavy Slash?

“Ah? Skill…?” Du Thirteen put on a lost expression. “What skill?”

“Fuck!” I almost puked blood. I tossed him 10 silver. “Find it in the Class Hall inside the city. Go grind levels after you’ve learned it. Don’t forget to buy some potions too. I’m going to go level now.”

“Mn, alright!”

After taking my silver, Thirteen left with a beaming face.

I shook my head, and laughed quietly. “Hopeless…”

I came back to Frost Mound and killed a few skeletons around the graveyard. Then, I absorbed their sparks to replenish my undead body.

Undead-type monsters had 15% higher stats than live ones. Their attack power and attack speed were extremely high but their experience and drop rate were also 15% higher than the norm. It was a place where the risks were as high as the gains. In a single night, I gained 11 Small Magic Stones and made a decent sum from selling them.

At around 4 am, Du Thirteen sent me a message: “Too tired. I can’t hold on, I’m heading off to bed.”

Standing inside the Night Creatures’ camp, on Frost Mound, I looked at my level—18. I’ve finally reached Level 18 after an entire night of grinding. This was the first time I’ve entered Floating Ice City’s ranking list. I just happened to be in the 99th place. There’s just too many crazy levelers here!

I haven’t actually started grinding hardcore yet. Instead, I’ve been spending some time looking up information and maps. I didn’t want to stand out too much this time. If I wanted to rush into the Top 10, that wouldn’t even be a problem for me. This was because first place was again occupied by the Level 20 Wind Fantasy. I wasn’t too far off from that.

Then again, my equipment was too good, especially my Iron-grade weapon. I was positive that no more than three people in Floating Ice City stood a chance against me in a duel.

After being immensely satisfied with myself, I logged off to get some rest.

When I took off my helmet, it was already 4:30, and the sky was slowly lighting up.

I went to the bathroom and washed my face. Looking in the mirror, I saw my visage smeared with traces of fatigue. Forget it, I’ll sleep after a shower!

I took off my shirt only to discover frightening patches of purplish red on my arms and back. The hell?!

I was stunned in place. With a cold, sinking feeling, despair and terror filled my thoughts as a thought formed—

Livor mortis!

This was livor mortis, something that could only happen to a corpse!