The Young master's fake bride and her lucky system-Chapter 131: A tribe of dryad’s

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Instead of sleeping at night, Alix sat at the foot of the bed which had been quickly replaced, took out her laptop and entered the gaming world. She took on an exploration mission and ventured into the unknown lands.

Dark death was not around for it to be turned into a duo task and she didn't know the paladin well enough to go with her so she went solo, on foot. To keep the loneliness at bay, she decided to talk to the system.

"Hey system, what reward did I get for completing the guild mission?"

"One storage bag with ten compartments. The size of the compartments depends on the points you assign." It responded.

A very normal looking bag__, a school bag at that appeared on her virtual screen. It was plain black in color and the material appeared to be leather. It had light prism like patterns and in each pattern was the image of an armed robot.

"Interesting design, but what exactly can I fit in there? It looks like a normal midsized bag."

She saw it for what it appeared to be, a normal bag.

"You can fit a car in there as long as you add enough pints to the storage system."

"Really, awesome."

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In her mind, she pictured herself staffing an entire car in there. That image blurred out and that of a grand piano replaced it.

"I should do more missions if all the rewards are as good as this one." she thought to herself.

First, the blue elf sneered. Every time she got a mission, she whined about it like a toddler. She never shied away from enjoying the rewards, however. "You haven't done anything with the map of the are earth minerals mine." It reminded her.

"I took a look at it and the and it sits on belongs to a major company. I cannot afford to buy it yet. I would need hundreds of millions or possibly billions to do so. As long as no one discovers the mine before I buy the land then everything will be fine."

"Why not ask your husband to buy the land and give you a percentage of the profit?" It asked her.

Alix's head went still and a contemplative look covered her face.

"Huh." she said. "Not bad at all."

Her eyes moved back to the screen and she brought Baize and the azure dragon out of holding. The little dragon had grown at least one hundred more inches.

"He is growing very fast." she said.

"Of course he is, I am taking care of him. If only you could provide more funds to speed up it's growth even more." The system responded.

"Is that a hint of sarcasm I detect in your voice blue smurf?" She responded.

"Is that a tribe of forest dryads's I detect?" It replied.

The little dragon which had made itself comfortable on Baize's head let out a small roar while Alix took a hold of her flute.

She had ventured away from empty land and found herself in a quiet forest, not that she was afraid. He feet came to a halt and her eyes roamed through the trees. It was a windy evening in the game, branches were swaying slowly and the leaves trembled every time the wind blew past them.

"They are hiding in the trees, and some are the actual trees." The system told her.

As her eyes scanned the territory, she mumbled, "Why are trees always somewhere close when I am in an inescapable situation? The temple of the Naga queen, the lava demon's territory and now this. It's always trees."

"The temple had no trees." The system reminded.

"It had vines with leaves, tomato, tomatoe. They are all the same."

Just as she finished replying to the system, a soft female voice carried by the wind brushed past her ears and said, "Humans are not welcome in the forest of Idor. Turn back, human."

Alix's stupid mouth blurted out before even taking a second to think, "Why humans? That's discrimination you know. I have seen orcs, dwarves, ugly elves.."

"Hey," the blue elf on her virtual screen complained and raised it's hands in disagreement with what she had just said.

"Not you, pipe down. I mean the asshole who killed me." she told it.

"Elves are friends of nature." the voice said angrily. It seemed, Alix had somehow offended it.

"Humans too, are part of nature." she answered.

"The destructive kind." The voice said.

She rolled her eyes and sighed. Arguing with whatever dryad this was, would get her nowhere.

"Look, I just came to map out the territory, discover new plants or animals, or mines. Basically, something new and then I will take not of it and leave. I do not intend to ruffle any leaves."

"And yet you have stepped on five valuable herbs since you stepped foot in the forest. Turn back, human." It said, sterner and louder.

Alix frowned and moved her eyes from side to side as if she was giving the matter very deep and serious thought.

"You cannot turn back. This alone is worthy of mapping out. Well__, if you can find there dwelling place anyway. And contrary to whatever you may think after playing a few substandard games on your world, dryads are not peaceful. They kill all those that cross into their territories without a second thought."

A hint from the game appeared a few feet away from Alix in the air. It was a text from the game, not the system.

[Congratulations, you have stumbled upon the hiding lair of Boga Lyona, the dryad witch keeping a watch of Idor on behalf of the dark wizard. Eliminate her and collect a big bounty and a piece of the map.]

"Last warning human." The dryad warned.

Alix, as if she did not hear the dryad's warning was still looking at the hint.

"That is new, it was not there before. Well, it never happened before."

"The game has been changed after what the Lych did. According to the new rules, you do not need points to qualify for the quest to the dark wizard's tower, you need at least six parts of the map."

Alix counted off in her head. She had three or was it two.

"And it's now a guild quest, not a solo one." It added.

She laughed softly and twisted her head from side to side. "If I kill this tree witch, the dryad, I will be one step closer to the final boss, right?"

"Yes." The system confirmed.

Her hands gripped the flute and she readied herself. It was time to make the trees bleed green.