Chapter 12 (1/2)
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“Oh, You guys are awesome!” While cooking the ingredients into dishes in front of everyone's eyes, Black Mark praised them, and he just saw the abnormal attack power of these people. The S-cla.s.s mercenary group is not only good in words.
“That is! This is the result of our retreat for a month in order to meet the world's first martial arts compet.i.tion.” Cold waves accept the latter's compliments without blus.h.i.+ng. And by the way, he put out his hand to sneak a piece of freshly made skewers into his mouth.
“The First Martial Arts Compet.i.tion in the World?” Black Mark stunned.
“You don't even know? Don't you look at the official website?” An Tong surprised and looked at this ‘alien'. “The developers have been advertising for more than a month. There are also notices in major towns. Because of the existence of dual-professions, there is no ranking in the 《Lost Temple》, but there is a master list, and the ranking on the master list is based on the ranking of the World Martial Arts Compet.i.tion.”
“Ah, I have been in the Mirror Forest for a while, I don't know about it.”
“Hm, it's not just the rankings, the final champion of the Martial Arts Compet.i.tion can select prizes from the four weapons provided by the system, i heard that four of them are the legendary artifact of Orange Order.~”
In order to prevent the proliferation of items in 《Lost Temple》, the number of advanced items was limited from the beginning. The purple-rank epic items were all gained by defeating some very dangerous BOSS or super-abnormal tasks. In order to reflect the special status of the legendary artifact of the Orange Order, there are only seven items in the entire system, and it's all weapons. Taking out four pieces as prizes for the compet.i.tion, it can be seen that the developer attaches importance to this world's first martial arts compet.i.tion.
In the face of such a huge temptation the G.o.ds will also be tempted, Black Mark can not sit down at the moment, the prize is the legend of the orange order ah ~! Even if you don't win the champions.h.i.+p in the end, It's good to test your strength! “How long does it take to start?”
“It's been three days.”
“Ah?” I didn't know until now, if it's too late to sign up now?
Seeing that Black Mark was anxious and restless, Falling To The Silence smiled in the eyes. “I have already registered for you.”
“Ah? Thank you so much, Silence~” When Black Mark heard that sentence the hanging heart finally put in the belly, felt happy he turned to give a big hug to Falling To The Silence.
Enjoy the latter's initiative “to give a hug” Falling To The Silence's face show a rare smile: ” It's time to rest.” Black Mark lovely side is rare, he doesn't want to share with them even if he's an intimate teammate.
“Hey? It's still early ah~~”
“The meal has not been finished yet.” When the words were uttered, An Tong and Cold Wave the two light bulbs which were ignorant of the current situation felt that the temperature around them had dropped below zero.
“After a tired day, it's time to rest.” Fusu who has been ignorant of the situation at hand gave a frozen technique, dragging two frozen ice sculptures and drilling into the collective tent of the Bobcats team.
“Let's take a break.” Falling To The Silence consciously and spontaneously drived Black Mark into the small tent, but seeing the person keeps busy with his kitchen utensils, he somewhat feel distressed to dissuade him.
“Not tired, i still have these things done in one go, save them from remembering that they can't sleep well. And there's a few days left to relax.”
No matter how many things he does, they'll eat it all at once. He rolled his eyes in the heart, Falling To The Silence no longer dissuaded him, quietly sitting and watching Black Mark continue to do all kinds of cuisine.
“Please give me the tranquilizer gra.s.s in my backpack.” Ever since he got the Void Bracelet, Black Mark has vacated the novice backpack to store all kinds of materials and ingredients for cooking.
Turning over the backpack, the attention Falling To The Silence was captured by a black plant. “What is this, where is it from?”
” Black Mark took a look and smiled: “This is the seven-leaf mandala, it's poisonous plant. You can't eat it. I picked it up from the mirror forest earlier, i'm still thinking about mixing it with some herbal medicine.”
“Try this.” Take a stream of b.l.o.o.d.y red leaves from his own s.p.a.ce bracelet. Black Mark take a look —— “Witch Flower”. It's an interesting name. Took an empty bottle out of his backpack and carefully stuffed the two herbs into it, swayed a little, and a glimmer of light flashed. The system prompts “Get paralysis□□.” Congratulations on comprehending the new potion recipe: ‘paralys□□'”
It turned out to be □ □ ah… Black Mark curiously shaking the bottle, watching the purple liquid inside swaying a small splash in the bottle.
“Paralysis □□ !!!!!!” Don't know when An Tong appeared at the door of the tent his scream ringing in his ears even at a distance, pus.h.i.+ng the door of the tent, An Tong rushed over to Black Mark like a bullet, in the text second the bottle had fallen into his hand: “Fruit… but… Ah Yao*, where did it come from? where did it come from?” An Tong clutched the bottle and shook Black Mark's shoulders.
(T/N: * explanation at ch.11)
“I did.” Open his hand, Black Mark snapped his finger and a cl.u.s.ter of flames appeared at the tip of his fingers. “Either tell me what happened, or you can go back to your own tent, if you dare to shake me again, i'm going to roast your ear and eat it!”