“We did it!” He Yiming couldn't help but celebrate.
Back in the academy, He Yiming had teamed up with his classmates to take down Spirit Vein-level monsters.
But this War Camel Beast was one of the strongest Spirit Vein monsters around, and he had just defeated it on his own!
“Gah-gah-gah!”
Suddenly, the beast's eyes flashed red. Knowing it was doomed, it unleashed a desperate counterattack, raising its massive hooves and delivering a ferocious kick to He Yiming.
Caught off guard, He Yiming barely managed to shield himself with his cultivation, but the impact sent him flying dozens of meters. He crashed through several trees before landing heavily.
“Careless!” He Yiming spat out a mouthful of blood as he struggled to his feet, clearly injured.
If not for his protective energy at the last second, he might have been critically wounded—or worse, dead.
The War Camel Beast's final attack was terrifying.
The beast staggered after its furious counter, its injuries too severe to sustain. After a brief struggle, it collapsed and stopped breathing.
“Holy crap, that was insane!”
“Ming Bro is a beast! He actually soloed it!”
“That fight was a rollercoaster. The desperate counterattack at the end? Absolutely thrilling!”
The players, initially stunned, erupted into cheers.
“Disciples, this is the War Camel Beast,” He Yiming said, addressing the crowd with a calm demeanor as though everything had gone exactly as planned.
“With your current strength, you are no match for such a creature. Even I underestimated it and paid the price for my carelessness.”
“For now, this concludes today's exploration. The area at the base of the mountain will remain open, but do not attempt to challenge a War Camel Beast.”
“Now, bring its body back to the sect!”
He spoke as though everything had been a calculated part of the story, unwilling to admit his lack of experience nearly cost him dearly.
After all, how could a sect leader lose face like that?
“That cutscene performance? I'm giving it 101 points—extra for Ming Bro's cool factor!”
“Dude, no matter how much you suck up, the NPC doesn't care about you.”
“Hey, can we eat this War Camel Beast? Let's turn it into hotpot!”
“Food, food, food—is that all you think about? This is loot! You can probably craft weapons out of its bones and teeth!”
“Fine, make your stupid weapons. Just don't come begging for a bite of my hotpot later.”
“Brother, I'm sorry! I'll eat whatever you make!”
The players, brimming with excitement, teamed up to haul the massive War Camel Beast back to the sect.
Once at the sect, He Yiming instructed a few players to gather cookware from the kitchen.
Although the players' bodies were created by the system, they were still human and needed food, water, and rest to survive. If neglected, they could starve, dehydrate, or collapse from exhaustion.
“There's no way this War Camel Beast's body should go to waste,” He Yiming said as he began explaining.
“The meat nourishes the body and strengthens one's life force.”
“The bones and teeth, on the other hand, are fairly average and not particularly useful.”
“As for the hide, it rapidly deteriorates after death and can't be used for crafting.”
As He Yiming spoke, he pulled out some spices from his storage pouch.
“Ming Bro, let me handle this! Cooking hotpot is my specialty!” a player with the ID Chef's Apprentice eagerly volunteered.
Chef's Apprentice even pulled out a rusty knife, which he sharpened with practiced ease before expertly slicing the beast's meat into thin, even pieces. His skill was so impressive that even He Yiming doubted whether this player had come here to cultivate or simply to feast.
“Big Bro, I'll start the fire!”
“Big Bro, I'll chop wood!”
“Big Bro, I'll… help eat!”
A dozen food-loving players swarmed around, busily preparing the hotpot.
He Yiming nodded in satisfaction.
This War Camel Beast would easily provide food for several days, meaning he wouldn't need to worry about feeding the players for a while.
However, his injuries from the beast's desperate counter required immediate attention.
“Friendly reminder, Host: Tasks can be divided into sub-tasks for disciples to complete. Cumulative results count toward mission completion!”
The system chimed in again.
“Alright, alright, I'll issue the tasks,” He Yiming muttered.
After some thought, he realized that since players could simply create new characters if they died, there wasn't much risk in letting them handle the beasts.
“Wait a second—I could introduce a virtual currency: sect contribution points!”
“Players could earn points by completing tasks, which they can later use to exchange for rewards I set up. That way, I won't have to spend a single spirit stone. Talk about getting something for nothing—brilliant!”
The more he thought about it, the more excited He Yiming became. He immediately issued the mission:
[Sect Mission: Battle the War Camel Beast]
Objective: Kill one War Camel Beast and bring its body back to the sect plaza.
Reward: 100 sect contribution points.
After posting the mission, He Yiming retreated to a secluded chamber to focus on his recovery.
Back at the plaza, the players, gathered around their hotpot feast, were stunned.
“Holy crap, it's here!”
“Kill a War Camel Beast? That's the first mission?!”
“Seriously, I don't even have a weapon. How are we supposed to fight it?”
Despite their complaints, nearly every player accepted the mission without hesitation.
Meanwhile, Niu Roumian had just finished creating a new character. Of course, his ID remained the same.
“I'm not giving up!” he shouted.
“I'll take it on again!”
Emerging from the vortex, Niu Roumian charged down the mountain without a word.
Less than half an incense stick's time later—
“Holy crap, this is rigged!” Niu Roumian yelled as he respawned yet again, clearly having been obliterated once more.
“Everyone, I have an idea!” a young man with the ID Starry suddenly announced to the gathered players.
“?”
The others turned to him, curious.
What was he planning?
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