Chapter 126: Motorcycle
Yan Luo gave a rough account of his experiences in the Inner World, leaving Wang Dongwei clicking his tongue in silent amazement.
So, in the Inner World, one might end up role-playing as a specific NPC... and exploring too deeply could trigger a major boss, raising the difficulty level!
"It seems that if one's strength isn't sufficient, it's best not to be too arrogant about digging for secrets in the Inner World."
Wang Dongwei put himself in Yan Luo's shoes. If it were him, with his Basic Swordsmanship, Primary Agility, and internal energy, he might barely manage to deal with a surface-level boss like the Black Elder. But against three female bosses—the Voodoo Doll, the Revenant, and the Evil Spirit—he would likely be finished.
And the Black Death God...
A boss who had once nearly ascended to godhood—just thinking about it made his scalp tingle.
"No wonder someone said when I was gathering intelligence in the Dream Space: never underestimate low-level worlds. Even a level 1 Inner World with no magic or low magic might hide something. If you're careless, even an experienced veteran can flip their car."
"Some people, relying on their high levels, LV2 or LV3, enter level 1 or 2 worlds and act recklessly, only to end up truly dead..." Wang Dongwei sighed.
Just then, both of their phones buzzed with a message simultaneously.
"Chu Qingfeng," Wang Dongwei noted after a glance.
"Another text?"
Yan Luo checked and found it was indeed a message from Chu Qingfeng: "Everyone will be entering a mandatory world within these next two days. Let's gather at 8:00 PM for a meal to build rapport and exchange information. I'll be waiting for you at the Greedy Red Sun Restaurant."
The text included coordinates for the restaurant's location in the real world.
"Greedy Red Sun? That’s quite a unique name for a restaurant," Wang Dongwei remarked.
"8:00 PM?"
Yan Luo took a sip of water and sat on the sofa to rest for a while. He hadn't truly slept in the Inner World to remain vigilant, and after the series of battles and the loss of a significant amount of life essence, he was exhausted. After resting for a moment, he picked up his phone to reply.
In another city, Chu Qingfeng had received replies from Xu Han, Li Changxin, Xiaoniaoyu Yeli, and others, but the one he was most looking forward to remained silent. He felt a sense of desolation, even beginning to wonder if he had done something wrong.
Why was Yan Luo ignoring him?
He scratched his hair in frustration, feeling incredibly depressed, when suddenly his phone chimed. He hurriedly grabbed it, saw the sender's name, and his mood instantly brightened. He exhaled a long breath, a smile spreading across his face.
Sender: Yan Luo
"It seems he isn't ignoring me."
Chu Qingfeng couldn't wait to open the message.
His smile froze.
"Are you treating, or is it Dutch? I'm not going if it's Dutch."
Yan Luo had robbed the Green Dragon Gang once and obtained a windfall of 1 million, but that amount wasn't much in this society. Now that he had reached the intermediate life form stage, his expenses for food would increase, and he also had to provide for a horse.
He intended to set aside a portion of the million as maintenance fees for Old Man Ma Jianmin, and he should also provide him with some compensation—he couldn't let someone else raise the horse for free.
Therefore, he had to be frugal.
Chu Qingfeng felt a headache coming on. With complex emotions, he replied with three words:
"I'll pay."
"Good."
Since someone was offering a free meal, Yan Luo naturally wouldn't refuse. It was still morning, and with plenty of time until 8:00 PM, he didn't plan on going to class. In any case, his class-skipping permit would soon be delivered to him. He took a moment to check the benefits brought by the "Intermediate Boss" title.
Yan Luo remembered that when clearing the contaminated area, the LV3 Huang Jiang had the title "Small Boss" above his head.
After equipping the "Intermediate Boss" title, he was shocked to find that the health bar following his life essence data on his personal panel was surging! Originally, his health bar was 10 units—ten times that of an ordinary person—but now it had become 18 units, an increase equivalent to the vitality of eight ordinary people.
Furthermore, this boss template title came with an innate gene:
Boss Armor: Increases physical defense and energy resistance.
It truly lived up to the characteristics of a boss: high health and high durability.
"I wonder, does the 'Major Boss' title provide additional attribute bonuses? And would a 'Super Boss' title bring the ability to transform?"
After having lunch at Wang Dongwei's house, Yan Luo spent 10 points to teleport to the Dream Space. In fact, in terms of time in the surface world, it had only been a short while since he had bought the Thousand-Year Peach Wood Sword and set up a stall in the commercial district.
Bloodline Material: Spider.
Asking price: 990,000.
During this time, Yan Luo had received several offers through the program, but all were below 100,000. Some people wanted to pick up a bargain, hoping to buy the bloodline material dropped by a boss equivalent to a level 3 Inner World for a few tens of thousands of points. He naturally ignored such people.
Last time he entered the Dream Space, his title was "Forest Fairy," but this time it was "Intermediate Boss," which once again caught the attention of many. One had to know that even the "Small Boss" title was rare, let alone an "Intermediate Boss."
And this guy was only LV2!
How did an LV2 Modulator obtain the "Intermediate Boss" title?
Several Modulators who knew the rarity of this title were stunned; it was simply incomprehensible!
Entering the commercial district, Yan Luo discovered his stall was surrounded by many people. It was noon, and Modulators who had finished lunch were wandering the district with nothing to do. The foot traffic was higher than in the morning or evening, and the bloodline material was, indeed, rare enough.
"990,000 is way too expensive."
"It's obvious he either doesn't want to sell it or is afraid of being low-balled. If you want to buy it, you should make a reasonable offer; it shouldn't cost that much."
"I sent an offer of 66,000, but he didn't reply."
"Nonsense. This bloodline is impossible to get for under 100,000. You want to buy it for 66,000? You're too naive."
...
As a group of people chatted, Yan Luo walked over, took out seven Voodoo Dolls, and placed them on the stall, setting the price: 10,000 points per doll, 70,000 for the set, no individual sales.
The price of the Thousand-Year Lightning-Struck Peach Wood Sword from that Daoist priest who cosplayed as Uncle Nine had been 40,000. Since Yan Luo had paid the price of his weapon being destroyed to eliminate the Black Death God, he naturally needed to recover his losses elsewhere. This set of Voodoo Dolls should suffice.
"Is he the stall owner?"
"Holy cow, Intermediate Boss! That's impressive."
"Voodoo Dolls, and a whole set? More good stuff!"
...
The Modulators crowded around. Just then, someone shouted in English from outside, "Make way, make way!" Yan Luo looked toward the sound and saw a motorcycle heading toward the stall.
A motorcycle!
Being able to use it in the Dream Space meant it could be brought into the Inner World. Clearly, this was a vehicle with even more value than a horse! However, what caught everyone's attention wasn't the motorcycle, but the people on it. Yan Luo counted them.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven.
Some Modulators couldn't help but rub their eyes, doubting what they were seeing.
Yet it was correct: eleven people were sitting on one motorcycle. Besides the person driving, the front and back were packed tightly with people, and as for those standing on either side, they were holding hands in a stunning "peacock spreading its tail" formation, forming a single unit.
What was shocking wasn't just the reality-defying scene, but the fact that everyone on the motorcycle looked exactly the same.
"Could it be... are these eleven-tuplets who have broken through the limits of humanity?"