The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 68: Su Qi’s Old Friend?
[Teleporting out of the instance]
[Player Su Buxian has successfully completed team instance No. 643853]
[Game difficulty: Hard]
[Number of players: Eight]
[Game Rating: 95]
[Instance Summary: The wings of a butterfly are stirring the storms of the future; your seemingly trivial actions may change the future landscape, also... you lost those 5 points for being AFK at the start!]
Su Qi: "?"
What's with that confusing summary? And how is it my fault for being AFK? They deduct points for that too?
At the same time, the next moment.
[Calculating rewards]
[You've earned Perfect Level Experience and 1800 Game Coins, plus one lottery chance]
[As the MVP of the game, you receive an additional 30% Experience and Game Coin bonus]
[Note, you've successfully killed a Cultist and obtained all the Experience he plundered (Due to death penalty, the Cultist's level drops by 5), earning 22866 Game Coins]
[You have leveled up to 16]
[You have received 58 attribute points to distribute]
Nice.
Jumped four levels directly, that experience pool from the Pollution was more than I expected.
You know, the higher the level, the more Experience needed, and where an initial instance would get you 3 to 4 levels, it slows down later on. Of course, this doesn't mean it takes many instances to fill up a level, since the instances that match your level have corresponding difficulty, and the Experience gained actually increases.
Additionally.
Su Qi noticed another thing.
[Worldview Quest complete, Exploration 3%, received Puzzle Piece *1]
[Gather 30 Puzzle Pieces to go to any part of the instance world depicted in the puzzle, Game Coins needed for consumption]
"… The exploration rate is so low."
Su Qi felt a bit regretful, as it was hard to explore much of the worldview on that spaceship.
But this is a nice thing; if I need certain resources, I can directly choose an instance to enter without having to match randomly.
At this point, Su Qi also submitted that D-level Pollutant from his Item Slot.
[Paradise Invitation Task One: Collect one piece of D-level Pollutant, task complete]
[Paradise Invitation Task Two: Kill an entity above level 20]
Su Qi closed the panel and distributed his attribute points.
[Physical Strength: 830]
[Strength: 40]
[Movement Technique: 38]
[Physical Strength: 83]
[Spiritual Power: 403]
Priority goes to Physical Strength naturally, and Spiritual Power is skyrocketing. Even though many players have noticed the importance of Spiritual Power, they can't catch up to Su Qi even if they rocket ahead.
After all, he's not cheating... ah no, he's uniquely talented.
And of course, thanks to Brother Evil God.
After completing all that, Su Qi started the lottery... After a shake-up, 650 Game Coins came tumbling out.
"…"
Has my luck taken a dive since the prize pool was updated?
Come on, be human.
Su Qi comforted himself, believing luck accumulates and after a few misses, there's bound to be something big waiting for him.
After logging off.
Su Qi stepped out of the gaming pod, heated up a bowl of noodles, and added a fried egg... to make do.
He took out his phone and started searching for "Abyssal Paradise" clubs.
"Wait a second..."
Su Qi suddenly paused: "Now, except for eating and sleeping, I'm playing the game, and... I start searching for related content whenever I have time."
"Shoot, I've become an internet-addicted teen,"
Su Qi: "But... I'm no longer a teen, so no worries."
The phone displayed the club contents, with lots of registrations back and forth—the involvement of capital shouldn't be underestimated, not to mention various wealthy big shots. They want to build clubs quickly, just keep pouring in money.
Once you join a club, everyone gets three pieces of Equipment and a Skill, see if that scares you. Although the Quality isn't very high, what counts is the abundance.
Su Qi glanced at Liu Yishou's avatar, which hadn't replied since yesterday, seems like he's really busy.
Around 9 o'clock in the evening, Su Qi suddenly received a message. He had muted the notifications for various old clubs and activity groups, so there weren't many people who could make their messages visible to him.
Su Qi thought it would be Liu Yishou, but he realized it was someone else.
"Su Qi, I'm back!"
The ID was [Yan Nanque].
Here's the thing, even Su Qi... he had friends.
They had met five years ago during a cycling event around Lake Heart Island. At that time, Su Qi rode a shared bicycle and left all those expensive road bikes in the dust. Yan Nanque swore he had to get to know this guy.
Though Yan Nanque later regretted it, they kept in touch.
But then, three years ago.
All of a sudden, there was no more information from Yan Nanque's end, and he had been offline ever since.
"Who are you?" Su Qi typed two characters.
"?"
Yan Nanque typed a question mark, then helplessly said, "Seriously, it's me! I'm back!"
"Were you sold off to Myanmar in the last three years?"
"....." Yan Nanque didn't deny it immediately. He paused for a moment before saying, "It's more or less the same. Fate is always full of ups and downs, but fortunately, I survived. I just came back from somewhere recently and got in touch with you first thing."
Su Qi's eyes flickered slightly: "That sounds very familiar. You haven't joined a pyramid scheme, have you?"
"You're the one who joined a pyramid scheme!"
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Su Qi paused, then said, "I infiltrated one two years ago, but after two days, they told me to leave, saying the pyramid didn't feed idle people. After shutting down a few of them, I found it boring."
"..." Yan Nanque fell silent. "Seeing that you're still the same old you, I feel relieved. What have you been up to lately?"
"Playing a game called 'Abyssal Paradise'."
"Oh, I've heard of it..."
Yan Nanque and Su Qi chatted for about half an hour.
Until Yan Nanque suddenly mentioned he had something to do and had to leave right away, that's when the conversation ended.
Su Qi critically mocked the guy: "As the saying goes, if someone you haven't been in touch with for a long time suddenly messages you, they're either getting married or they want to borrow money."
But this guy just mentioned Abyssal Paradise, didn't he? Right!
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At that moment.
Yan Nanque, currently somewhere in Paradise, smiled faintly: "I just knew...with your personality, you wouldn't miss it."
"Nanque..." A voice came: "It's time to go; the teacher is ready."
"Coming."
Yan Nanque stood up and looked at the woman at the door: "Sister Alin, we're going to meet... that entity. Isn't Old Xu coming?"
The woman, smoking a cigarette: "That guy's busy with the open beta; it's important too... But with the teacher here, we don't need to worry even if we're entering their territory."
She had a frightening scar on her face and her eyes were somewhat world-weary. Surrounded by smoke, she complained: "After all, we came out through the bloodshed of the Blood Sea. Sometimes I think the newbies are really lucky, arriving at such a good time."
Yan Nanque just smiled, offering no reply.
They set off toward the dignified, though somewhat emaciated figure ahead, respect showing in their expressions: "Teacher."
The middle-aged man calmly gazed at the dark sky above: "One of the seven Spirit Kings, the Sunset Spirit King, is whom we will be contacting this time. Be cautious... the Spirit King is capricious and must not be provoked in any way. Its greatest weakness lies in its only offspring, whom it dotes on exceedingly, often gathering various pollutants from all over the world, just to please it."
"So if we want to approach the Spirit King to negotiate, it would be best to start with this offspring," Sister Alin squinted as she looked through the information. "But as the Spirit King's child, having an interest in the arts? In music, chess, calligraphy, and painting?"
Yan Nanque helplessly said, "Anyway, I have roughly collected about seven pollution-related items related to it, hoping they'll be useful."
Meanwhile.
An envoy had just arrived at Sunset City from Tianqi Star... presenting the tribute from Tianqi Star.
"....."
And a young figure in the room looked on in anger: "I don't want these things. Why doesn't that damned father understand? I hate pollutants and those creepy things, like paintings smeared with blood or ancient guqins that emit eerie screams—ugly as hell and such an awful sound!"
"But..." The envoy dared not look up as he spoke.
The young man's gaze turned icy as he viewed the pollutants: "Destroy what should be destroyed, throw away what should be thrown..."
The envoy, not daring to argue, quickly said, "Understood."
At that moment,
The young man suddenly frowned: "Wait... leave the piano."
"Yes."
"Don't want to be erased? Then play..." The young man's aura was terrifying as he lay back in his seat, calmly commanding, "Play the most pleasant piano piece you have. Of course, if I'm not satisfied with it, you know the consequences."
The Bloodstained Piano trembled in fear.
For a pollutant, those screeching, wailing sounds were the sweetest music.
But it hesitated for a few seconds, finally choosing to play the latter between the terrifying and bizarre piano notes and another melody.
Sect Hierarch!
I trust you!
