LWGP - Chapter 113

Chapter 113: Goblin Trader

The superior said, "For the past ten years, that Black Witch Organization has been practically nonexistent in the J three-province bloc, basically going into hiding. But we could all sense a powerful and terrifying figure moving among them. No one has ever seen him, we only know that he possesses combat power far beyond that of a normal person. He can even regenerate his flesh and blood in a short time after being shot. We suspect this is a monster the Black Witch Organization created in advance, using their control of intelligence about the world's great changes. If he was like that before the apocalypse, how terrifying must a demon king-like existence be now?"

Xie Lu also realized the gravity of the situation. "So, Wang Jiu happens to be inextricably linked to Miao Mountain, plus Professor Lin Zi's past affairs and her work…"

The superior continued, "She does indeed have many secrets. I suspect Konoe and Roy may have already obtained related information through intelligence agents embedded in the country, which is why they're so interested in Wang Jiu. Today was just their first move, meant to expose her. But it's obvious she must have had close contact with these families. Roy's rise to power might even be closely related to her. I even suspect there was something questionable about the death of the previous head of the Benroy family. Therefore, Roy has an inclination to silence her, but Wang Jiu fought back."

Xie Lu actually wanted to say that it probably wasn't all about interests and secrets; romance and drama likely played a part as well.

It just looked like a very messy relationship.

"Then I'll await your instructions."

After hanging up, Xie Lu turned to look at Wang Jiu and saw that Mei Qingshu was about to leave.

"Wang Jiu, are you still the same Wang Jiu as before?"

"I'm leaving."

She was leaving, and Wang Jiu didn't try to keep her. She just handed over a roasted sweet potato. Mei Qingshu didn't take it, but Mei Qinghe eagerly accepted it.

Wang Jiu crossed her legs, a slipper dangling precariously from her foot. The curve of her foot was graceful and captivating, but none of it compared to her smiling face.

"Go on then. But it won't be long before you come back to my side."

Holy shit!

That had some serious cheesy, overbearing CEO vibes.

Mei Qingshu laughed in anger. "In your dreams!"

Then she activated her return scroll and disappeared in a flash of white light.

Mei Qinghe and the others felt too awkward to stay. After a moment of hesitation, they prepared to leave. However, Mei Qinghe, who still had some manners, said, "Um, Sister Wang, thank you for that information. Before the apocalypse, many of my relatives came over every day to make copies. It's a pity my sister treasured it so much she never let anyone touch your notes."

"Also, you're seriously incredible!"

The drama he'd witnessed tonight had completely shattered his worldview. This world was truly vast, both before and after the apocalypse.

Short Winter Melon was quite shrewd; his words served to maintain their friendship. Then he, too, activated a return scroll.

After they left, Wang Shu couldn't help but ask, "Master, I remember you're 28, right?"

"Mhm."

"But that Short Winter Melon seems to be 30, so his sister must be…"

How did you have the nerve to let Mei Qingshu call you Sister Ah Jiu back then?

Wang Jiu thought for a moment. "Oh, that. I skipped a few grades, but I didn't let the dean of studies announce it. I was afraid people would bully me for being young."

So you had the nerve to let a group of people older than you call you sister?

Qiao Xuejing asked, "How old were you in your last year of high school?"

"15 or 16, I forgot. I don't keep track of that. I looked mature for my age, so it wasn't a loss for them to call me sister."

Everyone looked at the delicate, flawless skin on her face, like frost on snow. Damn it, was she humblebragging?

However, they were unaware of a conversation Wang Jiu was having with the System.

System: "It's rare for you to treat someone with sincerity. You still have friends, and it's not just because your Old Lady likes her that you're good to her."

Wang Jiu: "The Old Lady liked her, and she also hoped I would have a friend."

System: "???"

So?

Right. If she never had any friends, the Old Lady, with her concern for her, would definitely worry. Therefore, this person needed a friend to appease the Old Lady and put her at ease.

The straightforward Mei Qingshu was placed by her side. Later, when the Old Lady changed jobs and moved, she immediately made a clean break, severing the friendship and leaving without a second thought, even helping the other with her studies at the end. This way, if the Old Lady asked about it in the future, she would have an excuse. At most, the Old Lady would say she handled it poorly and should keep in touch more often.

She was still the perfect, flawless Wang Jiu.

The System had an epiphany, while Wang Jiu looked at the five items in her inventory, contemplating.

The pajama prayer was over, and the results were in.

A territory resurrection point, a group teleport scroll, a Dragon Light Gem (can be socketed into Purple Gold equipment to increase Strength by 500), a camera (can be equipped to record videos), and a skill book.

The most valuable item was actually a skill book.

This skill book was a high-level one—《Summon Heroic Spirit》.

Another summoning-type skill.

Next was the Dragon Light Gem. Both were unusable at the moment.

Wang Jiu hated the summoner class more than anything, but she couldn't sell the book. No one could afford it right now. However, she had a Goblin Trader's Invite.

She had to find a chance to use it, but after the turmoil of tonight, she still had things to do.

She opened private chats with three people.

Zhao and Liao Luo, and one other, Lin Wumian.

The first two received a message—I have a business proposition. Interested? Don't be scared, it's to make you money.

Lin Wumian received a different message—Are you busy tomorrow?

Zhao and Liao Luo were alarmed and suspicious. Was she going to scam someone again?

Lin Wumian was puzzled, and also somewhat flattered.

"Lord, what do you need me to do? Please, just say the word."

After witnessing all the drama, he felt that this lord was truly unfathomable.

"Leave this territory, go to another, and finally go to Nevernight Territory. I'll reimburse your transfer fees. Go to that territory and monitor the changes in their Spirit Energy. If there's a significant increase, let me know."

Without hesitation or doubt, Lin Wumian quickly replied, "Okay. Do I need to keep this from my brothers?"

"If you can ensure your brothers are trustworthy, it doesn't matter. But I hope you can start thinking about who has average attributes over 70. Be ready at any time."

Ending the call, Lin Wumian pondered—he thought the Lord was probably preparing for war.

No, that's not right. After causing such a huge stir on the social network, she was so calm, and she was already thinking about a territory war? Bian Moshu over at Nevernight would surely find out about the social network incident!

That's it!

Lin Wumian's eyes flashed. That's why she wanted him to monitor the Spirit Energy changes in Nevernight Territory. It was because the other party would very likely hire extremely powerful experts to deal with her, and once those experts joined, the territory's Spirit Energy would increase significantly.

She was using this to gauge the strength of Bian Moshu's external support.

But could this also mean that she herself had the strength to deal with Bian Moshu?

Lin Wumian grew excited and immediately began to prepare.

On the other side, Wang Shu and the others were unaware of this. The "guests" had left, the drama was over, and six o'clock had long passed with no sign of the Eternal Night. Wang Jiu sat by the bonfire, continuing to roast sweet potatoes, seemingly unaffected by the night's events. Wang Shu even traded her an item, an AoE magic skill.

Its value was no less than the rock meteor item she had obtained before.

"No need, you keep it. It'll be useful someday." Wang Shu was an extremely perceptive person. He had a faint guess and put it away, but he also asked about something else.

"Master, I'm thinking, that video Zhao Si bought must have been leaked by someone on our team. Was it Liao Luo and those three country bumpkins? I just asked them, and damn it, every single one of them denied it and even swore an oath! But Master, if that's the case, then the dungeon video… Holy shit, someone's already selling it! And for 10 gold a piece!"

Wang Shu was shocked and notified the others.

"Fuck, Zhao, was it you?"

Zhao Shanxiao answered no for the Nth time, but also asked if they could sell the videos they had.

According to their level, the number of videos they could copy was limited. If they could sell them at a high price, they could make a lot of money.

"Nightmare Dungeons have a lot of value. Many people need them. Paying 10 gold to learn from a team's run isn't a loss. Many people will buy them."

"Very few people can clear Nightmare Dungeons right now. Even the members of those big factions need them. Even if the dungeons are different, many rules and strategies can be adapted."

Zhao Shanxiao no longer cared whether he was a suspect or not, especially when he saw that the number of available videos had dropped from 30 to 10 in an instant. He grew anxious.

"Oh, sell them then," Wang Jiu responded. Everyone quickly agreed, unaware that Wang Jiu's mailbox was already filled with emails containing gold coins.

It was all money from selling videos. The buyer in the earliest email was—Zhao Si.

In this world, only the System knew that she had long been prepared for the storm on the social network, because she was the one who had caused it.

One video was enough to stir up a storm, not to mention it could drive up the video's price, allowing her and those around her to accumulate a pile of wealth. More importantly, it could release certain information to attract bloodthirsty vultures.

Xie Lu seemed to want to say something but hesitated. Wang Jiu glanced at him and gave him his answer, "I don't know, I didn't sell him out, we slept together. Any other questions?"

Xie Lu was speechless for a moment, then said helplessly, "I wanted to ask you, why are you so complicated?"

How could one person be so complicated?

She clearly craved and was infinitely dependent on the peace the Old Lady brought her, but it was obvious that she did many things behind the Old Lady's back that the Old Lady would never approve of.

"Tonight, you've involved yourself in very dangerous politics, even if it's the apocalypse now."

He was very serious, with a solemnity that carried a hint of concerned worry.

That look was familiar.

Throughout her life, the Old Lady had always been this tolerant and compassionate towards others who made mistakes.

Wang Jiu met his gaze. Their eyes seemed to melt from the light and warmth of the nearby bonfire, but they would never truly connect.

"You should know better than I that the highest expression of so-called politics is war."

"Before the war begins, all the intelligence and struggles on social networks are just text-based games that can be overturned and ignored."

"And as for enemies and friends, you can never be sure of their allegiance until they've fallen and their bodies have grown cold."

"So don't always scrutinize me, verify me, judge me. Even if I am always more tolerant of you than of others."

Wang Jiu's finger lightly tapped Xie Lu's brow. "Even the brightest and gentlest soul must remember to keep its distance from vile evil, so it won't feel the cold. Sweet dreams, my little boy."

She smiled, stood up, and as she walked toward the territory, she suddenly glanced back at the pitch-black night within the novice village.

In the distance, she saw that the Ratling Sub-Boss she had once branded had grown much stronger. It was lurking far away, unwilling to approach. It seemed to have confirmed some things about the territory before retreating.

Wang Jiu stroked her nose and thought: Their numbers have doubled since last time. At this rate, a more terrifying rat nest will form in just a few days.

More importantly, these stinking rats, like many people in this world, held a grudge against her and wanted to kill her.

In that case, the people from the Black Witch side would probably be looking for her soon.

It was going to be very busy from now on; she'd have to take them on one by one.

She also needed to make someone owe her a favor, so they would help her fight a war.

Just then, she saw Zhao Shanxiao's trio of slaves walking over, travel-worn and on guard. Wang Jiu turned back to ask Xie Lu, "Want to come to my house? I have something very fun to show you."

Xie Lu, who had been drinking water moodily, choked. He coughed several times, his fair face flushing red.

The others: "…"

But they soon learned that the "very fun thing" Wang Jiu was talking about was the Goblin Trader.

She had summoned it.

To exchange useless skills for usable or higher-grade resources.

They only had 30 minutes.

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