Bored Gamer In Other Worlds Chapter 655
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"Thank you for the rescue yesterday, Senior Zi Yu."
"Allow me to return the favor someday." Our bored gamer said to the almost middle aged man. He did not hold any hatred at all since the man was just doing his job.
"How are you able to stand up? You should not even be walking right now?" Zi Yu asked in a face full of disbelief.
One should know that even 1 strike of those big wooden bats was enough to make anyone a cripple or worse.
"I also don't know, Senior. All I know is that when I woke up in the morning, I was already feeling much better. And my wounds were also healed."
"Maybe the pill that Elder Xia Juan gave me is the reason for this miraculous recovery." Our bored gamer shrugged.
It seemed that he may have to thank those chatty outer disciples after all. They have given him an adequate excuse to hide the mystery of his instant healing.
"..." Zi Yu then lapsed into a full minute silence before he recovered from his impotent pause.
"You may fall back in line now. Don't force yourself too much."
"There may have been hidden dangers for a pill this strong on your body." Zi Yu then said towards our good gamer.
"I will keep your words in mind, Senior Zi Yu." Clark said as he bowed slightly. He was not arrogant at all since he knew how to be humble and lend respect to those who earned it.
Being an old immortal monster like him certainly has not corroded his values to decay.
Our avid gamer turned around but everyone's eyes were on the blood on the lower portion of his body.
"Dickless Eunuch."
"Balls of Nothing."
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"Limp Noodle."
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There were countless nicknames that were created at this time. But they were all ignored by our very own protagonist. This has not affected his immovable dao heart at all.
"Tell me your name, outer disciple." Zi Yu called after our good gamer has already taken more than a dozen steps. This senior wanted to know the name of this very lucky young man.
"I am called Bu Fang in this world." Clark gave a strange answer but everyone who heard him did not mind such a thing to be out of place.
After all, our bored gamer has already been a walking comedy to their eyes today.
"Bu Fang." Zi Yu tasted the name in his lips and there was a weird feeling inside that told him that he was going to hear more about this name in the days to come.
He lapsed once more into a long silence before he remembered something very important. Zi Yu then addressed the thousands of new disciples in his front.
"If you cannot cultivate using the ordinary grade cultivation manual, don't panic!"
"You still have the delight cultivation manual and it works even if you don't possess a Spirit Root in your body!"
"After 1 month, you will be given a friend to cultivate with you!" Zi Yu knowingly smiled and this brought about a sudden realization to the boys on the scene.
"YESSSSSSSSSSS! I'm going to finally get some first class pussy!" The boys cheered but this young man in particular was very much passionate about this upcoming big event.
On the other side of the coin, the girls were all shy and blushing like the virgins that they were.
* * *
Night arrived and our bored gamer was relocated to an ordinary hut. It was so cute that only a single bed seemed to fit inside it. But this sad perk mattered little.
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What was more important was to give the outer disciples a private environment to begin their journey in this cultivation world.
With almost 3,000 new male outer disciples, one could see that the Profound Delight Sect has done what they could in order to give shelter on top of the heads of these promising seeds.
"Nether Lips Locking Sage Art. They really know how to create cool names for their manuals. Hehehe." Clark could not help but chuckle at this find.
He just got the first delight manual he could grab but focused more on the natural cultivation manual in the Scripture Pavilion earlier today.
He did not need any lewd skill since he has countless of them from the Harem King inheritance. Thus, what he lacked more were the steps on how to cultivate normally.
Our bored gamer read the cultivation manual on his hands with the cover title of One Breath Swallowing Sun and Moon.
"Hmmm... It's simple enough to learn." Clark muttered as he sat in a lotus position. After that, he closed his eyes and began following the steps depicted in the manual.
"How can this be? Am I doing something wrong?" Our bored gamer whispered to himself 30 minutes after he began. He could not sense the elements in the world at all.
"I don't believe this at all!" He did not give up and so he read the instructions in the manual again and started from scratch. An hour later and...
"There is really nothing out there." Clark concluded at this time. He then consulted his greatest helper in life.
'This body doesn't have any spirit root, Nancy. Yes?' Our bored gamer asked using only his thoughts.
"Affirmative, host." The system replied promptly.
"I see. So I really need to rely on the Harem King's inheritance to conquer this realm someday." Clark said and began planning ahead for the future.
Although he could cultivate now using that one distasteful method in his mind but decided to wait until one month.
He has hope that he would have no need for such a technique at all.
"SIGH!"
"I can only be patient for now." Our bored gamer shook his head and laid down on the hard bed thereafter.
He thought about the usual atmosphere in the outer disciple's court and he was not disappointed in what he saw. The older disciples were serious in their training.
Perhaps this was because of the good leadership of Zi Yu or maybe the great example shown by Elder Xia Juan. But there was one thing that Clark was sure of without any shred of a doubt.
It was instead the new ones who were the rowdy bunch of the group. With this final thought, our avid gamer visited the timeless land of dreams one more time.
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