Muscular Rabbits Legion: 'No one can escape from the novice village!'

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: The Tragic Yang Miemie [Fourth Update]

“What’s up?” the Deceptive Beast asked.

“Brothers, grab your weapons and finish him off for me!” Yi Zheng commanded, and suddenly numerous rabbits sprung out from all sides, attacking the Deceptive Beast.

Seeing this, the Deceptive Beast laughed instead of being scared, “You think I’d just wait here for you? Little bunny, you are still too green! I admit defeat this time, let’s leave it unfinished and carry on next time.

With that, the Deceptive Beast vanished into a puff of smoke with a ‘poof,’ and a Yellow Talisman fell to the ground.

Yi Zheng picked it up, and clearly written on it were the words ‘Substitute Talisman.’

Yi Zheng sighed, “As expected, Shengsheng guessed right, that old guy ran off early.”

He casually used the Identification Skill on the Substitute Talisman, but the result identified it as junk, so he had no choice but to throw it away.

Looking at his Negative Energy points, a whopping 14,300,000!

However, Yi Zheng didn’t rush to use it but called over Zi Xing, “Go see if there are any new NPCs in our village lately.”

Yi Zheng planned to change his Profession first, and after upgrading to Level 20, then change to his second Profession. This way, he would have two second-tier Professions and Skills. Otherwise, if his level went up and the Hidden Profession didn’t follow with the second-tier, that would be a loss.

He figured it would be more cost-effective to upgrade Skills after the Profession change was complete.

Upon hearing Yi Zheng’s words, Zi Xing was stunned, then somewhat guiltily asked, “Boss, why are you asking this?”

Yi Zheng said, “Why all the questions, just do what you’re told…”

Yi Zheng noticed Zi Xing’s evasive eyes, and he suddenly had a bad premonition, “Do you know about that NPC?”

Zi Xing looked down at his toes, which were vigorously digging at the ground as if he wished he could immediately uncover a three-bedroom flat.

The bad feeling in Yi Zheng’s heart grew stronger, “Spit it out!”

Zi Xing said, “Well… it was the third day after you were taken away by the golden light. You know how everyone was quite happy then, and then we saw someone on the grassland who wasn’t from our village… Everyone saw him, didn’t recognize his face, didn’t recognize his species as ours, and naturally thought he was an invader.”

“And then?” Yi Zheng asked.

Zi Xing replied, “Then everyone just kick-circled him.”

Yi Zheng: “…”

Rubbing his temples, Yi Zheng asked, “Is he dead?”

Zi Xing immediately perked up, “Boss, relax, the brothers kicked with a vengeance.”

Yi Zheng turned and began banging his head against a tree trunk, “You mean he’s dead?”

Zi Xing’s big ears instantly drooped, “Boss, sorry to disappoint, we’ve been kicking for a month, and that guy’s still alive. Just that his leg’s crippled…”

Upon hearing he was still alive, Yi Zheng immediately perked up, “Quick, bring him to me!”

Zi Xing turned and shouted, “Kick the ball over here, the boss wants to see!

Boom!

A loud sound from afar followed by continuous booming noises, and soon Yi Zheng saw a white fluffy thing flying over from the sky, accompanied by a pitiful scream.

Just before it hit the ground, Zi Xing leapt into the air, puffed out his chest and stopped the furry thing with a chest bump. The thing bounced off, hit the ground, and Zi Xing stepped on it cleanly and stylishly in one fluid motion, “Boss, this one!”

Seeing Zi Xing’s proficient soccer skills, sophisticated enough to outplay Huaxia’s male soccer team by miles, Yi Zheng believed that the fellow at his feet must have had quite a fulfilling time recently.

Then he heard a shivering voice coming from inside the furball, “Help… save me…”

Zi Xing said, “Boss, look, he’s still breathing. How about I show you a super long-range shot at the big tree?”

Yi Zheng grinned and waved his hand, “Scram, scram, just scram, damn it!”

Seeing that Yi Zheng was unhappy, Zi Xing quickly made himself scarce, but not before mischievously kicking the furball, which rolled right in front of Yi Zheng.

Once Zi Xing had vanished, Yi Zheng cleared his throat. “Brother, you okay? Can you stick your head out so I can see?”

“No… no way. Those rabbits aim for the head and the privates.” The other party refused, trembling.

Yi Zheng thought to himself, “Look at the fine job those creatures have done, they’ve kicked someone into having a mental shadow.”

Yi Zheng continued, “Don’t worry, I’m back now. No one will kick you anymore. I’m here, you’re safe!”

Hearing this, the curled-up body slightly stretched out, revealing a dark head and a pair of curved horns—turns out, it was a rather small sheep.

“Hey, no kidding, we actually don’t have any sheep in our village,” Yi Zheng said reflexively.

Upon hearing this, the sheep started to retract again, but Yi Zheng quickly grabbed him, “Don’t shrink back, you’re not a turtle. Besides, I’m not going to kick you. So just relax and tell me, what are you doing here?”

Upon hearing this, the sheep burst into tears.

Yi Zheng, puzzled, asked, “Why are you crying?”

The sheep sobbed hard. “Twenty days… it’s been twenty days! Finally, someone asked me what I’m here for… wah wah…”

Yi Zheng gave a wry smile. “They’ve kicked you for twenty days without asking you anything?”

The sheep replied, “They did ask.”

Yi Zheng suddenly felt that his subordinates had some brains; they weren’t purely reckless.

Then he heard the sheep say, “While they were kicking me, they kept asking if I would talk. But they never asked me what to talk about. How would I know what to say? Then they just labeled me as stubborn and kept kicking and asking…”

Thinking about that scenario, it really matched the character of his Mang Rabbits—utterly frustrating!

Clearing his throat, Yi Zheng said, “So, what exactly did you come here to do?”

After crying a bit more, the sheep stopped and said, “The system sent me to be a quest NPC, to issue a Level 20 Reincarnation quest to a rabbit named Yi Zheng.”

Yi Zheng recalled what Zi Xing had mentioned—that the sheep had arrived three days after Yi Zheng had left, so he said, “That doesn’t sound right; you should have arrived much earlier, right?”

The sheep lamentably said, “On my way here, I ran into a rabbit that looked a lot like you. I asked him for directions, but he pointed me in the opposite direction. I ran for a whole day and night before I realized I was on the wrong path…”

Once Yi Zheng heard this, his face darkened. There was no need to guess—it must have been the Deceptive Beast’s doing.

Then he heard the sheep muttering, “Rabbits are too scary. They are fierce and deceptive. I won’t deal with them anymore.”

Yi Zheng hurriedly pulled out a carrot and passed it over, “Don’t be mad, don’t be mad. Not all rabbits are bad; for example, me. I am a really good rabbit.”

Naively, the sheep took a bite of the carrot and his view of Yi Zheng improved significantly, clearly buying his baloney. Then he asked, “Then do you know a rabbit named Yi Zheng?”

Yi Zheng immediately pointed at himself, then put on what he thought was his kindest expression, “That’s me. Congratulations, you’ve found me.”