I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chapter 371: Chapter 244: Polluted Creature? Just a New Employee! _3
 

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But Chen Lun paid no attention and flew straight to the wooden house.

Leaving aside whether he could defeat so many Lost Souls of the No-Moon Tribe, even if he could, he didn’t know how much time and energy it would consume.

‘I can’t kill them…’

Chen Lun thought.

The two pairs of Fairy Wings vibrated rapidly, humming as they swiftly carried him to the entrance of the wooden house.

Chen Lun pushed the door open and, with a backward stroke, closed it.

Bang!

“Phew…”

He let out a breath.

After walking a few steps inside the house, he came to the window and looked out.

In the gloomy, large mine, those chasing blue Lost Souls seemed to lose their target, turned back the way they came, and continued their “mining” business.

They had an air of “don’t bother me; all I want to do is mine.”

Chen Lun shifted his gaze to the three mining carts in the center of the mine, each as big as two horse carriages combined, their whole bodies already rusty, the tracks on the ground long since broken.

But these three mining carts still carried the task of loading Black Crystal Stones, filled to the brim with the ore mined by the Lost Souls.

‘Since I can’t mine these stones myself, might as well let these Lost Souls do it for me… I could just come and collect the Black Crystals from the mining carts every so often, how perfect.’

A smile curled the corners of Chen Lun’s mouth as he stroked his chin.

His gaze towards the Lost Souls gradually softened from its previous sharpness.

If Connie were here, she would have recognized this look in Mr. Jack’s eyes, exactly the same as when he looked at the alien undead.

Heartbreakingly gentle!

‘This is the third wooden house; the remaining three are all within the underground mining area. I can advance slowly here… During this process, I’ll try not to kill the Lost Souls.

Although the monsters of the Immortal Realm do respawn, there’s a certain time interval, and delaying mineral efficiency is no good.’

Chen Lun made up his mind.

He turned around to the table, rummaged through it briefly, and found the third part of the [Destiny Faction Sequence Six – Aerial Acrobat]’s Supernatural Knowledge.

[Discover Supernatural Knowledge! Destiny Faction Sequence Six – Aerial Acrobat (1/6)!]

With the pages in hand, Chen Lun also took out other parts from the Blood Poem Ring, including the quarter he had snatched from Molimer.

After some assembly, he arranged these pieces of Supernatural Knowledge in order and bound them together.

“Halfway there…”

Chen Lun murmured.

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The next morning.

Chen Lun climbed out of bed and stretched.

He walked over to the window and drew the curtains open; the gleaming sunlight streamed in, lifting his spirits.

Turning around, he entered the washroom to freshen up. Just as he came out, he saw Floey carrying a tray toward him.

“I’ve prepared porridge and soy milk for you, as well as dough… dough sticks?”

Floey laughed to herself as she voiced these unfamiliar terms.

“You went through a lot of trouble, Floey,”

Chen Lun said as he took the tray, expressing his thanks.

These breakfast items, to which he was accustomed in a previous life, were things he had taught Floey in his spare time. Floey, interested in these novel foods, managed to recreate them from Chen Lun’s descriptions with her strong culinary talent, bringing him much joy.

Since he couldn’t return to his homeland, he could only reminisce in this manner.

He took a seat at the table, placed the breakfast down, and as Floey was about to leave, called out to her:

“Come, have some with me.”

Floey stopped in her tracks, turned around, and said:

“I’ve already eaten and was about to go to sleep.”

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Although she said so, she still came over and sat down next to Chen Lun.

Ever since Floey had a potted plant coexist in her body, she had completely turned into a night owl, with her days and nights reversed.

Usually, after she prepared breakfast for Chen Lun, she would return to her room to rest.

Chen Lun took a sip of porridge and tore off a piece of youtiao to hold it up to Floey’s mouth.

Floey obediently opened her mouth.

But Chen Lun suddenly wanted to tease her and withdrew the youtiao just as she was about to close her little mouth.

Floey bit into thin air.

Knowing she had been played, she cocked her little head and “stared” at Chen Lun.

After a few seconds of “standoff”, they both started to laugh lightly.

“I won’t trick you this time, here.”

Chen Lun once again offered the youtiao to Floey’s mouth.

She seemed to be worried about Chen Lun playing tricks again and quickly snatched away the youtiao, but she moved so fast that her pearly teeth accidentally bit his finger.

“Sorry…”

Floey said in a soft voice.

Chen Lun took her hand.

“No, I have to bite you back.”

Floey felt guilty and obediently hummed in agreement, allowing her little hand to be pulled to Chen Lun’s mouth.

But Chen Lun only lightly kissed the back of her finger.

Floey’s face suddenly turned red.

Just as Chen Lun was about to say something,

a dazzling blue rift suddenly appeared at the window and a dog’s head poked out.

Woof!

Chen Lun sharply turned his head.

Upon recognizing the visitor, he took a deep breath and said in frustration,

“Why is it always you?”

The shaky con artist dog handed over a letter, not even daring to ask for a tip before quickly retracting its head and scampering off.

Taking the letter, Chen Lun turned back and unsurprisingly, Floey had already vanished.

He clenched his fist slowly and muttered, “Next time, I’m definitely going to give that Silver Dragon Trade Association’s Spiritual Realm Messenger a good beating.”

To let it know what a real damn surprise is!

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After opening the envelope and looking inside,

it was a letter from the higher-ups of the Silver Dragon Trade Association.

The writer named himself Kaibak, claiming to be Rosa’s uncle and the current head of management at the Silver Dragon Trade Association’s headquarters.

He stated that the Silver Dragon Trade Association’s important branch on the southern border of the Empire was affected by the unrest caused by the Red Apple Church. The branch was in imminent danger and could be taken over by the Red Apple Church at any moment. They urgently needed the Circus’s combat power for support.

However, Chen Lun’s expression turned cold as he finished reading the entire letter.

There was no other reason than that the entire letter’s wording was filled with a commanding tone, a sense of superiority, and arrogance, essentially looking down in a condescending manner.

Chen Lun thought a bit and guessed why.

Perhaps it was because Rosa had initially hidden the relationship between them, leading Kaibak and even other high-level members of the Silver Dragon Trade Association to always regard the Circus as a small organization trying to ingratiate itself with the Trade Association.

Since it was a subordinate organization and also a supernatural power, surely it was a qualified enforcer.

But Chen Lun shook his head.

“I am pleased that you could write this request for assistance letter to me, but I don’t like the tone of speech.”

The previous mischief of the con artist dog and this letter had soured Chen Lun’s good mood somewhat.

He raised his hand and a ball of flame ignited, turning the letter to ashes.