Second World Chapter 93
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"We have already researched, drop rate after death is not certain. His treasures might end up lost forever when he dies," Scarface said. "But it was true that we still need to eliminate him as soon as possible, not for his treasures but to prevent him from becoming a greater obstacle to our guild. It is unfortunate that we have made him into our enemy, that stupid Bigarm sure knows how to look for a foe. Now we need to stop him from growing."
"It will be difficult to make large movements against him as he had White Scarfs' protection."
"He is still protected as White Scarfs didn't see us yet as a menace. However, we now know that it was not only Bay City that had been affected by the world-changing event. There are other cities that had experienced the same incident. That means there are more players that have been transported into this world from other cities. Once we assembled the members from our Death Associates guild, White Scarfs will become just a small hindrance. At that time, if they still insist on protecting Storm Wind, they will be the one to suffer."
Red Death thought about Scarface's words, she then said, "but after these few days of searching, we still didn't see many of our members from other cities."
"There are possibilities that this capital is not the only city that us players had been sent to," Scarface replied.
"You mean there are other cities in this world where we might find players like us?"
"I would say that is highly probable," Scarface nodded. "Once our members reached higher levels that allowed them to travel into wilderness further, we will start exploring. If we find other cities and our other members, we can re-assemble our guild and regain our glory."
Red Death looked in the direction where Jack's party was.
"So for now we let them roam free?" She asked.
"For now," Scarface replied. "By the way, Blackjack would surely be pissed by your request this time. He lost quite a number of his gangs."
"He will get his compensation," Red Death said. "But I know his temperament. He will surely not let this go. While we focus on searching for our guild members, we can use his vengeance to create trouble for Storm Wind.
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"That was kind of heartless of you, I thought he is your martial brother."
Red Death scoffed, "he is just a fool who thinks too much of himself, though he could be useful once in a while."
Scarface smirked, "heh, if this is how you treat people who are kind to you. I would hate to be your enemy."
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Jack's group arrived in the capital without any other complication. When they passed through the city gate, the group could feel their tension loosened as they were now inside the safe zone, no more needs to worry about being ambushed by other players or monsters.
"So where are you guys going?" Bowler asked the others.
"I am going to meet up with my men who had died, then we are going to hang out in the tavern. Any of you want to join?" The Man asked.
"I will pass. I want to go hand our quest to the Adventurers Association," Jack replied.
"Me too," John said.
"Okay, keep in contact, Boss! Holler if you need anything," The Man said, completely ignoring John.
Jack nodded, "take care. Call me also if you need help."
"That's my boss!" The Man clapped him on the shoulder and waved goodbye to Bowler, Flame, and Tip. He again deliberately ignored John, who was also indifferent to his treatment.
He then left with the rest of Men of Solidarities. Jack turned to John, "you are going to hand over your quest to the Adventurers Association as well? Shall we head there together?"
"You go first, I want to visit some shops to make a few purchases first," John replied.
"All right. Keep in touch," Jack said to him.
"Oh, believe me, I will. One with ability such as yours would be a shame if I don't put you to use properly," John replied.
"You are really shameless, you know?" Bowler scorned.
John replied him with contempt, "you have been calling me detestable, despicable, and shameless. Go brush up on your vocabulary so you can add more colorful words to describe me next time."
"I would prefer there is no next time."
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"The feeling is mutual, friend."
Flame was not interested in listening to their banter, so she left first. Jack followed her. When Bowler saw the two left him behind, he immediately ignored John and chased after the two.
There were even more people this time compared to last time inside the Bronze Hall of Adventurers Association. Soon every player, or outworlder, as the natives called them, would know about this place. When that happened, Jack afraid that people would need to start to queue up in order to take on a quest, despite the hall's large size and multiple counters. Luckily, he was just 3 points away from becoming a Silver adventurer. He expected that Silver adventurer would have their own silver hall to issue out quests.
Jack went to a counter while Flame and Bowler went to the other two empty counters. Currently, they still had the luxuries to choose counters. Although the three of them had accepted the same quest, they still need to report the quest individually to receive their rewards.
As Jack handed his completion report, he received the rewards of 3 silver coins, 2000 Experience points, 14 Adventurer Points. He immediately received a system notification afterward, "Congratulations, you have reached level 15 for your Fighter class."
Level 15 at last! He was now ready for his Advanced class.
While he was celebrating his level up in his mind, the girl at the counter had taken out a dark red orb. It was similar to the one Jack saw at the lobby counter when he got his adventurer badge.
"Sir, congratulations, you have accumulated enough points to become a Silver grade Adventurer," the girl at the counter said. "If I may borrow your Adventurer Badge, I will help you make the necessary process in becoming one."
There was still a process? Jack thought. He didn't think too much of it and handed his Adventurer Badge. The girl placed it into the orb which enveloped it. Jack and the girl waited for a period of time while the orb made some occasional flashes of dull light from time to time. This was like waiting for computer processing in his real world, Jack thought. Not long after the orb released his badge, which had different color now. It was silver in color with a metallic texture. There were some parts that were so shiny he could see his reflections on its surface.
"The process is complete, congratulations on becoming a silver rank adventurer," the girl said with a smile.
Jack took back his badge and admired it. It looked much cooler now.
The girl then gave him the direction on how to go to the Silver Hall which provide quests for Silver Adventurer.
"Before you go, I would also like to inform you," the girl added. "Due to you being the first Outworlder to become a Silver Adventurer, you have been granted VIP Adventurer status."
"What's a VIP status?" Jack asked.
"It's a status with some benefits of course," the girl replied. "One of which allowed you to use our VIP rooms. Inside the rooms, you can receive and submit quests as you did, similar to the counters here in the hall. But since they are exclusive for VIPs, you don't have to worry about queueing up with the crowd."
That was neat, Jack thought. He was just worrying about this place getting too crowded a few minutes ago. He didn't expect to have received a solution to that in such a short time. This was like being a VIP of a bank in his real life, so you don't need to waste time queuing up at the tellers.
Jack thanked her for her help and was just about to depart to take a look at the Silver Hall before Peniel's voice was heard beside him.
"Are you forgetting something?" She asked.
'About what?' Jack enquired back in his mind.
He could hear Peniel let out a heavy sigh, showing her annoyance.
"Exclusive List! Body Double skill!" She said out loud.
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