Volume 1, Chapter 32: I Told You I Don't Like Flat-Chested Girls

Thousands of monsters above level thirty—going there to steal something is nothing short of suicide.

Such an advanced difficulty! Li Chuan had absolutely no intention of accepting it.

The other players must be even more desperate.

Li Chuan didn't need to open the regional chat channel to guess; it must be filled with wails and complaints, with everyone regretting not choosing the intermediate difficulty daily quest yesterday.

But can time be turned back?

The answer is no.

He unzipped the tent. The white frost left by the night had yet to melt.

With one day of experience under his belt, Li Chuan had pretty much figured out the temperamental nature of the central light screen. If the screen said "cold," it certainly wasn't just a casual chill; it was the kind of cold that could freeze a person to death at any moment.

For the sake of his and Little Green’s cozy little home, Li Chuan absolutely had to head to the edge of the Deadwood Forest to gather more firewood.

As he crawled out of the tent, he happened to see half of the Illuminati guild members heading toward the deadwood forest.

"Hah, so since the daily quest is too difficult, they’ve chosen to hunt for keys first?"

This strategy wasn't flawed, but regardless of the difficulty level tomorrow, they would have no choice but to burn their bridges.

After the Illuminati entered the forbidden zone, some players from the Three Heroes Guild also filed into the deadwood forest, followed by numerous small groups and solo players.

"These people seem exceptionally motivated today."

"Could that woman have already shared the information I gave her? Can people really be that selfless?"

Forget it, never mind them!

Li Chuan picked up his longsword and arrived at the edge of the deadwood forest. He went back and forth, gathering four large bundles of dry wood, which he stacked around his tent in four different directions.

The other players guarding their plant spirits followed suit, heading out to gather firewood as well.

The weather grew colder, and shortly after nine o'clock, a heavy snow suddenly began to fall.

The snow was thick, with flakes as large as goose feathers—so heavy it was despair-inducing. Within an hour, the snow had already covered his ankles.

This made Li Chuan abandon any thoughts of gathering keys at noon; he retreated obediently into his tent.

After lighting a bonfire on both the left and right sides inside the tent, Li Chuan began grinding his skill proficiency.

[Skill 'Leaping Flight' proficiency maxed out. Realm increased. Current proficiency: Minor Achievement 0/100.]

[Skill 'Jungle Lurking' proficiency maxed out. Realm increased. Current proficiency: Minor Achievement 0/100.]

[Skill 'Fire Elemental Enchantment' proficiency maxed out. Realm increased. Current proficiency: Minor Achievement 0/100.]

[Skill 'Side Roll' proficiency maxed out. Realm increased. Current proficiency: Major Achievement 0/1000.]

With all four non-instant damage skills leveled up, Li Chuan immediately began testing the changes in his tent.

The changes to the three skills at the Minor Achievement level were subtle, but the 'Side Roll' at the Major Achievement level showed significant improvement. Not only was the roll faster and more agile, but the distance covered had also increased by nearly half a meter.

"Not bad!"

Seeing his efforts rewarded, Li Chuan was in a great mood and worked even harder, jumping and rolling about in the tent.

...

By nearly ten o'clock, Li Chuan's 'Giant’s Marching Tent' was completely buried under the snow. If not for Little Green’s strength, which allowed it to extend its vines and clear the snow, the tent might have collapsed under the weight.

The regional chat channel was quite lively.

Everyone who had gone out to search for keys had returned to their plant spirits, lighting bonfires and clearing away the ice and snow to prevent their spirits from freezing to death.

Their return was within Li Chuan's expectations.

The snow was now so heavy that even walking was difficult, let alone searching for keys.

[Ding, Black Friday has sent you a voice request.]

Li Chuan was in the middle of grinding proficiency when the crisp system prompt suddenly rang out.

That ruthless, neurotic girl? What does she want?

Decline!

[Ding, Black Friday has sent you a voice request!]

The prompt rang again.

Calling again? Fine, let's hear what she has to say.

The call connected.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

The girl's voice was exceptionally cloying.

Li Chuan didn't care for that type.

"Drinking, eating meat. Speak up if you have something to say."

The girl's tone became even more fragile.

"I’d like to ask you for a favor, would you please?"

Li Chuan: "No."

"It’s just a tiny, tiny favor. I won't have you do it for free; there’s a reward, you know."

Li Chuan: "Hmm... tell me the reward first."

"I have to go do my daily quest. Can I leave my plant spirit with you? If you agree, I’ll do what that older sister did—come into your tent..."

Li Chuan was stunned.

"How do you know about that?"

"Hehe, I saw it."

What a shameless peeping tom!

"I don't need that reward. I already told you I don't like flat-chested girls. Besides, it’s just a daily quest; you can leave your plant spirit where it is."

The girl’s voice sounded aggrieved.

"My plant spirit is different. It will freeze to death in the snow. Please, I beg you."

Li Chuan pondered for a moment and replied.

"How about this: I agree to help protect your plant spirit, but on the condition that you give me the treasure chest you earn from your daily quest."

The girl refused immediately.

"That won't work! You greedy, stinky man, how can you take away my most important harvest? At most, I’ll let you take one item from the chest!"

Li Chuan curled his lips; that was his goal all along.

"If that’s the case, then I get to pick first."

He wanted the gear or items from the chest; as for food, he had enough in his bag to last a month.

The sweet, loli-like voice came through.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhanhua."

Ten minutes later, Lin Yaoyao’s petite figure emerged from the thick snow, the freezing temperature turning her pretty face pale.

Above the girl’s head, the same tag as Li Chuan’s appeared.

The white title: Cold-Blooded.

Birds of a feather, indeed.

Li Chuan stopped Little Green’s vines from attacking and watched the girl quietly.

[Player Black Friday has sent you a 4-hour limited-time party invitation (all forms of mutual attack between party members will be nullified; please trust your teammate 100%).]

Li Chuan silently clicked accept.

The girl finally relaxed and hopped over to Li Chuan.

"Brother Zhanhua, what are you looking at?"

Li Chuan was confused.

"Your plant spirit. Didn't you ask me to protect it?"

The girl giggled, brushed her waist-length hair back, and held out her fair, small hand.

"My plant spirit is right here!"

So small!

Li Chuan looked in surprise at the dandelion in the girl's hand.

"This is your plant spirit? It's so tiny?"

It was a dandelion the size of a palm, with two leaves, a cluster of white fluff, and a few milky-white roots that wiggled constantly.

[White Crane Spirit (Plant Spirit) (Growth Type): Cyan]

[HP: 500/500]

[Lv3, High-grade plant spirit type, support, parasite, weakness marked!]

It was actually a Cyan-quality plant spirit!

The girl looked enviously at the Miracle Tree standing in the center of the tent.

"Yeah, I'm so jealous that you have this big guy."

"Alright, alright, help me take care of Little White. I’m going to do my quest now."