601 Chapter 601 - Two Thousand Miles Drunks (1/2)
In front of this person, Gu Fei had never once shown her face. Conversely, she wanted to react when she saw him move to tear off the cloth covering her face, but she was simply not as dexterous as the man. While she did manage to avoid that initial grab, she nevertheless lost that cloth of hers in the process, so she had no choice but to pout, looking as if she were at his disposal.
”You're quite the bold one, aren't you? You even dared to masquerade as me like this!” Gu Fei decisively tossed that cloth she was covering her face with to the ground. Xi Xiaotian's figure, looks, voice, personality, and job class were all totally different from his, yet she still had the guts to cosplay as him. Truly, this woman was bold beyond belief.
”That's nothing. Nobody knows how you look like, anyway. In fact, most people probably have no idea if Thousand Miles Drunk's a male or female,” Xi Xiaotian said.
Just as she finished her words, he heard the players below the rocky outcrop discussing. ”Whoa! Turns out Thousand Miles Drunk is a babe!”
”Mother of god, that's huge news!”
”Who the heck is that guy? How did he get up there? What is he trying to do?”
Gu Fei was about to faint. After being mistakenly attributed to a demonic existence that would hardly blink an eye when killing, people even believed that he was actually a she. With his resentment intermingling with his open distaste, the look he threw at Xi Xiaotian smoldered with rage. Grabbing a hold of her collar, he thundered, ”How much gold have you managed to cheat off these players?!”
”You can't say that I've cheated them this time! I've gotten a good grasp of your fighting style – enough that I am able to teach them,” Xi Xiaotian claimed.
”Is that so?” Gu Fei gave a mirthless laugh, letting her go as he stood to one side. ”I'd like to see this.” With that said, his right hand delved inside his dimensional pocket to retrieve his Moonlit Nightfalls. Gu Fei had already decided to seize the guilty and to slay her where she stood if she dared to make something up.
Xi Xiaotian beamed cheekily. Moving past Gu Fei to the head of the makeshift platform, she stood at the very front. At the moment, the players below were busy discussing about the newcomer, the actual Thousand Miles Drunk.
”That guy's so arrogant!”
”Yeah. He's simply being too bold to dare grab Thousand Miles Drunk by the collar!”
”Thousand Miles Drunk doesn't seem to have too large a reaction, either. Looks like their relationship isn't that simple!”
”This is big news! Huge news!”
Gu Fei's expression was turning uglier by the second. Xi Xiaotian finally made it to the forefront of the outcrop and gleefully requested, ”If someone can throw a monster over; we are about to begin the lesson.”
”Oh!” Someone suddenly slapped his thigh in realization. ”I know. That guy must be Eternal Dominion!”
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”That's right. Haven't you heard? This instructional lesson was developed by Thousand Miles Drunk and Eternal Dominion. I heard that it was Eternal Dominion himself who was tossing the monsters up the outcrop yesterday.”
”Yeah. I did indeed hear about this...”
Thus, the whole lot of players looked at Gu Fei and nodded. ”So he's Eternal Dominion. That makes sense.” Following this discussion, they stared at Gu Fei expectantly. ”What is he standing up there for? Why isn't he throwing the monsters up to Thousand Miles Drunk?”
What the man said was far too hurtful, as throwing a monster up was something Gu Fei was more than willing to do, yet incapable of achieving. Furthermore, his lack of strength was something he took to heart quite seriously. No longer able to stand this, he leaped to the front as well and bellowed, ”Who says I'm Eternal Dominion?! Did none of you use your Appraisal skill? Can't you guys even tell through the skill that I'm not a Fighter?!”
The crowd of players was quiet after hearing Gu Fei's complaint before finally answering, ”You're both so high level; how can we even appraise and find out anything from you?”
Gu Fei was stunned, casually using his appraisal on the players to have a look. Even though his proficiency in the skill was nothing exceptional, he was still able to get a read of their levels, which was how he discovered that the majority of them was at level 40 and under. That was when Gu Fei realized how important this particular point was for Xi Xiaotian to succeed in passing herself off as Thousand Miles Drunk. While she could dress just like him, there was simply no way she could falsify her job class, which meant that she had to make sure to pick players with lower level than herself, or else she would instantly be exposed with one Appraisal.
Helpless, Gu Fei sighed. ”I'm not Eternal Dominion. I'm actually the real Thousand Miles Drunk.”
The crowd immediately broke into a waddle of noise, not subsiding for the longest time. The lot of players gazed at the two similarly dressed people atop the outcrop, never expecting to witness a scene akin to when Sun Wukong met the imposter Monkey King.
”Are there any Fighters down there?! Could someone please execute a Seismic Toss and throw a Campfire Patroller up here?!” Gu Fei yelled.
The players all exchanged glances for a while before a Fighter finally stepped forward and went off to pull a monster over. Bringing it over to the rocky outcrop with a heave of his upper body, the monster ended up crashing right onto its hard surface.
Gu Fei facepalmed. Yesterday's experience was being repeated once more before his eyes, and this student was most likely someone whom Xi Xiaotian had lured over from the other grinding maps, so his standard was below those who had been solo grinding in the Wilderness Camp before. Several more Fighters came out to give it a try, but all of them similarly mucked it up with all the monsters they pulled.
”Stop!” This was when a crisp shout sounded from within this crowd, and this speaker was regarding this display with disdain. Everyone followed the voice and saw a Priest emerge from the crowd. The staff in his hand was being held like a teacher's pointer as he pointed it right at one of the Fighters. ”Maintain that posture.”
That Fighter, who was hugging a monster, was about to fling it. He was unable to keep that posture for long as the monster was putting up quite the resistance. He was about to ridicule the man for his unrealistic request when white light was bestowed on him. This Heal from the Priest let him recover the HP he had lost from the damage the monster dealt while it struggled. It took a moment before this person realized that he was not about to die so easily, thus he obediently listened to that Priest's order and stopped moving.
”A little more to your right… yup… right there… at this angle. Can you see it clearly? Where my staff is pointed at. Look here. I'm telling you to look at my staff; where are you even looking?!” This Priest waved his magic staff right at the Fighter, helping him adjust his direction even as he supplied him with Heals from time to time. Even while helping the man survive the struggling monster, the Priest still managed to take a swig or two from the liquor bottle in his other hand.
”That's it. That's the direction and angle. Now, use all your strength and toss it. Don't deviate.” Young Master Han was finally done adjusting.
The Fighter was a little skeptical, feeling that the angle and direction Young Master Han had adjusted him to was a little ridiculous, but given all the effort they had put into it, he figured that he might as well give it a shot. With a powerful heave from both his arms, that monster followed the trajectory Young Master Han had chosen and sailed outward, forming an accurate parabolic arc before landing firmly atop outcrop.
”WOW!” the crowd exclaimed. Everyone was thinking that the Priest was truly a skilled individual. Upon scrutiny of his looks, though, everybody felt forlorn once more. Just what was the occasion today? They were all unclear whether Thousand Miles Drunk was a male or female, and now this Priest standing before them was yet another androgynous existence that left them scratching their heads. Just what day was today?
This was when Xi Xiaotian, standing atop the rocky outcrop, cleared her throat. ”Everyone, please pay close attention!” The crowd quickly perked up, for this was something they had all paid for. No one would be foolish enough not to pay attention.
They watched as Xi Xiaotian stepped forward and gave the monster sprawled on the ground two swipes with her sword, but that monster got up without sparing a glance at Xi Xiaotian. Leaping right off the outcrop, it dove straight for Young Master Han.
Everybody was dumbfounded, wondering to themselves if this was all part of the efficient monster grinding method. As such, all their eyes were on Young Master Han, and not one of them bothered to lend a hand to the Priest. They watched what was happening raptly, intending to commit everything to memory.
Gu Fei was almost out of breath as he laughed uproariously. The reason was very simple: the Fighter had held onto the monster this whole time and never attacked it, while Young Master Han had cast his Heal all throughout, accumulating plenty of threat as a result. Simply put, the monster had long since OT-ed. When Young Master Han was done instructing the Fighter, and the monster was successfully tossed right up, it became apparent that Xi Xiaotian had quite a bit of issue with her aggro control, which was a rather technical skill by all accounts. As a result, before she could apply the required threat to grab hold of the monster's aggro, it already got up and targeted the player at the top of its charts: Young Master Han.
”Crap!” Xi Xiaotian only realized what went wrong after the monster had leaped right off the rocky outcrop, but it was unfortunately too late. Below, Young Master Han was currently running all over the place as the monster gave chase, while all the other players were conscientiously watching the whole ordeal.
”Ha ha ha ha! You're doing pretty well!” It was not often anyone could see Young Master Han in such a flustered state, and Gu Fei was feeling an immense pleasure from this spectacle.
”Stop laughing and come help me!” Young Master Han bellowed angrily. A mere level 45 monster would not force him to the brink of death, but no matter how much he ran and dodged, he would still have to depend on the pathetic damage a Priest could deal to slowly chip away the monster till it died, and that was a truly ugly fighting style at the moment; all Young Master Han could do right now was awkwardly evade its attacks.
”Coming,” Gu Fei somersaulted down the rocky outcrop. With his sword in hand, his wrist twirled two full circles mid-air, and the flaming glow wreathing his blade circled around that Campfire Patroller's body sequentially, abruptly insta-killing it. Gu Fei was the only one in Parallel World that could deal damage twice with a single spell casting, but the problem was that most players were unable to catch this underlying execution, so all they saw was him using one Twin Incineration to insta-kill a level 45 monster and immediately cheered to express their exuberance. This was the best proof as to which of the two was the real Thousand Miles Drunk.
After adding everything they had learned thus far, the people finally understood what exactly was going on. Xi Xiaotian, who was still atop the outcrop, was instantly the subject of the crowd's ire.
”Swindler!” In all the angry voices that sounded, someone picked up a piece of rock from the ground and tossed it over. These were the melee job classes; the ranged job classes, for their part, all sent their spells or arrows flying to Xi Xiaotian, immediately changing the very look of that 9527 outcrop. Before Gu Fei could even say a word, Xi Xiaotian disappeared from that rocky outcrop.