Chapter 223 – The No.1 Debtor (1/2)
When Death Transformation wore off, Fatty immediately used a Recall Scroll.
The competition in the four main cities had ended. Those who qualified for the next ranking competition received special permission to be teleported to the Imperial Capital to begin the most intense top 100 decider.
The top 100 decider was single-elimination. One’s opponent would be decided by drawing lots for two-person match-ups.
In the first round, the one hundred players were divided into four groups. The top 4 of each group would qualify as the top 32, while the rest fought to decide from rank 33rd on.
In the second round, the top 32 would go through two-person match-ups to decide the top 16. And then the top 8, the top 4, the semi-finals and the finals.
After the top 100 decider was over, the challenge round would take place. Any of the top 100 players unwilling to accept their ranks could challenge those of higher rank than them. In addition, anyone who met a certain qualification could challenge one player in the top 100, and the one being challenged had the right to accept or refuse. Those who successfully won the challenge or defended their rank would be generously rewarded.
There were rumors that when the tournament ended, Star Fantasia would have a competition amongst the four main cities to put a rank to them. The rules and the rewards for this competition had yet to be announced.
The first round had fifty matches in total. Ten matches would be hosted per day, so it would last five days.
The number of players teleporting to the Imperial Capital to watch the tournament wasn’t small. Currently, the majority of players didn’t have enough Reputation, and the few who barely qualified didn’t feel it was worth it to spend 1,000 Reputation points just to observe the tournament. However, the system announced a temporarily cost of 100,000 gold coins for each teleportation to the Imperial Capital, and after the tournament ended the players would be automatically teleported back to their main cities. Therefore, tens of thousands of people streamed into the Imperial Capital, turning it into a bustling place.
When Fatty arrived at the Imperial Capital, the third match of the day was taking place. One of the fighters was someone he was familiar with – the guild master of the Golden Scale Guild, Golden Scale TheMighty.
The location was a drill ground inside the Imperial Capital, with circles of seats around like in a stadium. The participants of each main city all sat in their own participant zone.
“Fatty, you’re finally out of secluded cultivation!” HeadofGod greeted when Fatty arrived at the Black Tortoise participant zone.
“Ughh, don’t talk about it. The mission isn’t even completed yet,” replied Fatty with a pained smile.
“Little Fatty, long time no see.” A person in the front row turned around. It was Dragon Rider Libya.
“Ah, it’s you, General Libya! That’s right, long time no see, General Libya! Have you been well lately?” Seeing Libya, Fatty came up with an idea. He immediately approached the general with a cute smile.
“Fatty is so close with an NPC general?” The surrounding Black Tortoise players were startled. They were all aware of Dragon Rider Libya. Back in the grand fight with the Undead Marshal, the general had been the fiercest fighter even though he was nearly killed by Lei Ting.
Dragon Rider! Level 80 expert! The captain leading the Black Tortoise Team! When they had just arrived here, he even exchanged blows with a formidable-looking beauty NPC from Vermilion Bird City. While the players couldn’t see the details because the two NPCs had carried out their duel high up in the sky, Libya’s gloating expression and the beauty’s ashen face when they landed had told everyone the result.
“I have been well… until I saw you.” Libya scanned Fatty from top to toe several times over. “Why didn’t you partake in the tournament? Or did you get eliminated?”
“How could I get eliminated?” Fatty walked to Libya’s side. “General, do you have some free time? If you do, how about doing me a little favor? The payment will definitely be to your satisfaction.”
“I believe that your payment will be to my satisfaction, but you see, this is the Imperial Capital. I have a lot to tend to as the captain in charge of leading the team, so I can’t leave until the tournament ends. If you’re not in a hurry, you can wait until the competition is over.”
“Ahh? Forget it then,” said Fatty, disheartened. The mission will soon have been outdated when the tournament ends.
“Oh, right! General, can you lend me something?” Fatty wanted to go but hurriedly turned back with a cute smile when he suddenly thought of something.
“Lend you what?” Libya looked at Fatty with humored eyes.
“How about lending me the pterosaur?”
“The pterosaur? That’s not possible right now.” Libya gestured Fatty to look in the direction of the Vermilion Bird City participation zone. “Sophia is a badass, her strength is about the same as I. When I just arrived at the capital, we had a duel. I was lucky to have a close win because my pterosaur is higher-ranked than her Fire Bird. If I lend you the pterosaur, she’ll definitely take this chance to provoke me again, and then the fact that I can’t even win against a woman will not only throw away my face but also the reputation of the entire Black Tortoise City will go down with me as well.”
“Then, I don’t need the whole pterosaur, you can just lend me a pterosaur tendon.” Fatty kept pestering.
Libya couldn’t help but laugh. “You think pterosaur tendons are bird feathers that you can just pluck or something?”
Fatty already knew that this would be impossible. His face was plastered with disappointment. Do I really have to go to Lin Xi?
“But…” Seeing Fatty’s disappointment, Libya suddenly said, “You must need Dragon Tendons to craft equipment? I know of a place where Earth Dragons live. They can be a decent replacement.”
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Coming back from Libya’s place, Fatty glossed it over when his friends inquired about his talk with Libya. It wasn’t that Fatty didn’t want to tell them, this mission was simply too special. On a one in a million chance that someone wanted to ruin his mission, they’d only need to send some people to create trouble.
“Guys, I want to mass purchase Mystical Gold Ores. Anyone has them?” Fatty asked.
“Mystical Gold Ores? How many do you need? If not too many, I can just give you some for free,” East Gate BlowingWind immediately said.
“Not too many, a thousand.”