600 Chapter 600 - There is Always a Higher Mountain (2/2)
”What I've just said is just the gist of things. I'll leave the words up to your discretion,” Young Master Han answered.
”I'm aware—” Brother Assist said.
”Then, quickly get on it already!” Young Master Han waved his hand dismissively.
Brother Assist swiftly got up and headed to the door. The man took several steps before coming to a stop, suddenly feeling a little mistreated when he looked back. This was originally his plan, yet he was now running errands in the blink of an eye; just how depressing was that? Before he could even get all his thoughts in order, the rest of the group was already staring at him suspiciously when they saw him suddenly moving after taking those few steps. Brother Assist rubbed his eyes a little before he departed from the tavern.
”The three of you.” Young Master Han turned his gaze over to Sword Demon, Royal God Call, and War Without Wounds. ”You guys should be very familiar with the grinding zones that level 40s often visit here in Baishi City by now, yeah? Split those up among you three. Conscientiously calculate the size of each zone, the types of monster present, their quantity, number of players, and everything.”
”Isn't that Brother Assist's job?” Royal God Call wondered aloud.
”What do you want to do right now, then?” Young Master Han demanded.
Royal God Call was astonished.
”If you're not doing anything, I take it that you don't want a cut of the profits?” Young Master Han asked.
”What are you two still sitting around for; let's hurry up and go!” Royal God Call yelled as he leaped to his feet, fully expressing his enthusiasm.
”Brother Assist is off to promote, and we three are off to survey the maps. There's no need to talk about what Miles and Eternal Dominion are going to do, so may I know just what you are going to do?” War Without Wounds gingerly asked Young Master Han.
”I'll be heading to the Wilderness Camp to check out the situation,” Young Master Han answered.
”What situation?” War Without Wounds asked.
”How am I supposed to know what's the situation if I have yet to see it for myself?” Young Master Han retorted.
War Without Wounds was about to say something, but Sword Demon and Royal God Call wedged their arms into his and dragged him off.
Before they even left the establishment, they could already hear the two men criticize War Without Wounds accordingly. ”Are you trying to debase yourself?”
”We should be leaving as well!” Young Master Han beckoned Gu Fei.
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The two soon arrived at the Wilderness Camp. Gu Fei immediately sucked in a deep breath when he got there; the sight before him was split into two different scenes: players having Agility and those having none and those using short weapons and those using long.
Fighting with short weapons and Agility was one such distinct fighting style, while the other was the usage of long weapons without Agility. The players showed a varying degree of familiarity with their routines, but every player there shared the same characteristic of being red-eyed, which made Gu Fei reckon that they must have been practicing from last night till now, without getting any sort of sleep. A closer observation of either style, and Gu Fei realized that Eternal Dominion was not being modest when he said that he was unfamiliar with short weapons. The fighting style for the dagger was obviously not up to par to the efficiency he had shown with the single-handed sword, with plenty of details between the moves that were shoddily handled. It seemed that Eternal Dominion really had not studied much of short weaponry.
Meanwhile, when the two men appeared in the Wilderness Camp and blankly stood there for a good moment, they were quickly accosted by interested parties, as four to five men surrounded Gu Fei and Young Master Han in an instant.
”Bro, you've never seen such a sight before, huh? Ha ha! It's the newest monster grinding technique out here. I can tell from your aura that you're both experts, so you must have already discovered just how much more efficient this fighting routine is, right? How about it? Come over here and learn from us. It's 40 gold; I guarantee that you'll grasp it once you learn it,” one of them said.
”40? Isn't it 50 gold coins?” Gu Fei was surprised.
”50 gold was the price this morning.” That player was suddenly at a loss for words after he answered. The man clearly had no issue with 50, so why did he lower the price down by his admission?
As a result, someone immediately took this moment to interject, coming right beside Gu Fei. ”Bro, you're a Mage, right? You should learn the long-weapon fighting routine. That guy teaches daggers; it's not suited for you.”
”Who said that? Yours truly can teach both long and short weapons!” the man shouted, thumping his chest with confidence.
”Both long and short?” That other man took a measure of the first person, asking, ”How much Agility do you have? Do you know how to use long weapons without depending on your Agility? You've got the speed of a Thief; can we Mages learn the stuff you teach? Don't talk nonsense.”
”Heh… but that's the advantage we've got. You lot have no Agility, so you can't even go fast even if you want. Meanwhile, because we've got Agility, we can go slow if we feel like it. You jealous?”
”I'm jealous of your mom!”
”F*ck! Watch your words!” That man was antagonized.
”Watch your mom!” The other man persisted.
Dust and dirt flew as both parties began to fight. Gu Fei and Young Master Han looked on for a while; it was hard for either to emerge victorious any time soon, so they circled past them. In the end, the fisherman emerged from the fight between the snipe and clam and approached them. ”Hey, what do either of you wanna learn anyway? We've got a dedicated teacher on our side.”
”Where are you teaching it?” Gu Fei asked.
Thinking the Priest and Mage pair to be potential customers, this man happily gestured them in a direction and invited them. ”This way, please.”
Gu Fei saw the direction he was inviting them to and asked again, ”Aren't we heading to the 9527 outcrop there?”
”There?” This person was clearly stunned.
Gu Fei could tell the direction he was pointing at was the opposite of the 9527 outcrop, so he followed up with another question. ”Who's teaching over by the outcrop now?”
This person lost his smile. ”There's no one teaching over there right now.”
”No way! That's such a wonderful location! Why aren't you guys using it?” Gu Fei was astonished.
”Don't you guys know? This venture here actually belongs to Thousand Miles Drunk. Do you know who's Thousand Miles Drunk? That guy's a b*st*rd who won't bat an eyelid when it comes to killing people. Well, that's what we say behind his back; who dares to say it so openly in front of that man? Anyway, he staked a claim to that spot by the 9527 outcrop teaching people, so who'd be daring enough to snatch that spot away from him? Are they tired of living? Bro, I will advise you against learning from that man if you're specifically looking for him. We're all teaching the same thing, but his lessons are expensive at a price of 99 gold coins. Plus, it's really dangerous. He'll teach you a thing or two, and if you don't get it, you're instantly slain. I heard that, after Thousand Miles Drunk finished teaching last night, there was yet another new PK record created, causing the guards to leave the city in pursuit, spilling enough blood to create a new lake! Hearing all that, are you still interested in learning from such a demon?”
Gu Fei's expression had changed from bemusement to that of malice. Holding back to hear everything this person had to say, he finally angrily barked, ”There should be a limit to the amount of nonsense you can spout, yeah?!”
This man was flurried, thumping his chest as he professed, ”Who's talking nonsense? If I am making things up, then may I bump into Thousand Miles Drunk and die a horrible death.”
”Then, I shall grant you your wish!” Gu Fei pulled out his sword and made it seem as if he were about to deliver the killing blow. With his black mage robe and sword with dark purple hue, this man finally realized just who he had been talking to and planted his butt onto the ground. Seeing that Gu Fei's sword had yet to land, he hurriedly scampered away, almost immediately disappearing in a cluster of tall grass by the side of the road.
Gu Fei grimaced, even as Young Master Han stood beside him and nodded. ”Looks like your reputable name works better than I imagined.”
”It's too ridiculous.” Gu Fei was depressed. He did not wish for people to paint such an ugly picture of him.
”Let's head over there and take a look,” Young Master Han said. The two men made their way over to the 9527 outcrop.
”Didn't that guy say that there's no one here? Aren't those people right there?” Gu Fei was elated. There was clearly a good cluster of players gathered over by the 9527 rocky outcrop. There was even someone speaking right on top of the rocky formation. It seemed that the demon the man had described of himself was truly an over exaggeration.
However, as he got closer, Gu Fei slowly realized that something was off. Standing atop that 9527 outcrop was someone dressed in a black mage robe and holding a sword that glowed purple; this person was clearly cosplaying as him!
Young Master Han's eyes instead shone. ”Hey. This person's at least far better than that idiot before. At least, the person understands how to use you as an advertisement tool. I like it!”
Gu Fei fumed. Easily squeezing his way forward after getting into the crowd, he lifted his head and could tell that this person was really dressed just like him, except that the face was covered. As Gu Fei stared intently at this imposter, that person's gaze briefly met his eyes and quickly turned away. Gu Fei already had a plan formulating in his mind as he fitfully squeezed his way to the front. After drawing the crowd of people's irk as a result of his actions, Gu Fei suddenly raised his hand and pointed. Blinking right over to the top of the 9527 outcrop in an instant, he pulled off the cloth covering this person's face.A Chinese proverb about how both the snipe and clam ended up getting caught by a passing fisherman because they were too busy fighting with each other.