“Little miss, accept the mid-tier heavenly task of suppressing the Thunder King,” Lin Fan said, tapping his fingers on the table.
“Huh?” The girl looked up at him, puzzled. “Could you repeat that, please?”
To her, the mid-tier heavenly task of suppressing the Thunder King had been attempted by many powerful squads, but all had failed. No one dared to take it on anymore.
“The Uprising Army will accept the mid-tier heavenly task of suppressing the Thunder King,” Lin Fan said deliberately and clearly.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, hurry up,” Lin Fan said impatiently.
“Since it’s a mid-tier heavenly task, a deposit of fifty thousand contribution points is required,” the girl explained.
“A deposit of contribution points too?” Lin Fan was speechless at this. Who the hell made this rule? Requiring contribution points as collateral for accepting a high-difficulty task? They must be crazy for contribution points.
“That’s right. Without fifty thousand contribution points, the mid-tier heavenly task cannot be accepted,” the girl patiently explained.
At this moment, Lin Fan looked at his team members, but eventually sighed. These members, whom no one was willing to recruit, clearly had no such contribution points.
“I have one hundred contribution points.”
“I have three hundred.”
“My contribution points were all spent on pills.”
…
At this moment, the surrounding onlookers silently laughed to themselves. Was the Uprising Army here just for fun? Without fifty thousand contribution points, attempting this mid-tier heavenly task was just too funny.
“A bunch of clowns.”
At this moment, a sharp voice rang out. Not far away, a white-robed man with flowing hair held a long sword in his arms. His demeanor was extraordinary, clearly no ordinary being.
“That’s White-Clothed Sword Sage, Feng Wushuang.”
“He’s the sword race’s prodigy who escaped from the Thunder King!”
“He’s the vice-captain of the Sword God Squad, even stronger than the previous Nie Kuanglong. If the Uprising Army knows what’s good for them, they won’t provoke him.”
…
“Fairy boy, who are you calling a clown?” Lin Fan was annoyed now. Wherever he went, he was mocked. This couldn’t be tolerated anymore. It seemed that he had no choice but to show some strength.
“Excuse me?” Feng Wushuang’s anger flared upon hearing Lin Fan’s words. Because of his handsome appearance, he was often mistaken for a girl when silent, so he hated being called a fairy boy the most.
“Fairy boy, fairy boy,” Lin Fan repeated.
“You…” Feng Wushuang’s eyes flashed with killing intent, his sword aura emerging from the sheath. But as if recalling something, he retracted it. “You’re asking for death.”
“Yeah, I can tell you officially, I’m asking for death, but you can’t do anything to me. Come on, I beg you, just slash me to death,” Lin Fan taunted recklessly.
“Master, we’ve just arrived at this sacred land, and our squad has just been formed. We should stay low,” Shi Jia Zunzhe’s hair stood on end. Feng Wushuang gave him a dangerous feeling, yet within such a short time, they had already offended several people. Even with a face that invited ridicule, this was too fast.
“Bald monk, we’re the Uprising Army. We can’t stay low,” Lin Fan waved him off.
“Hey, are you guys going to accept the task or not?” the girl asked impatiently.
“Sister, assign us that mid-tier Heavenly Rank mission to suppress the Thunder Monarch,” Lin Fan said, tapping his fingers on the counter.
“Huh?” The girl looked up at him, confusion written all over her face. “Could you repeat that, please?”
For her, this mid-tier Heavenly Rank mission to suppress the Thunder Monarch had been taken on by many powerful teams, but all had failed. As a result, no one dared to take it on anymore.
“The Rebel Army wants to take on the mid-tier Heavenly Rank mission to suppress the Thunder Monarch,” Lin Fan said, enunciating each word clearly.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, hurry up,” Lin Fan replied impatiently.
“Since it’s a mid-tier Heavenly Rank mission, a deposit of 50,000 contribution points is required,” the girl explained.
“A deposit of contribution points?” Lin Fan was dumbfounded. Who the hell came up with this rule? Taking on a high-difficulty mission and needing a deposit of contribution points? Are they out of their minds?
“Yes, without 50,000 contribution points, this mid-tier Heavenly Rank mission cannot be assigned,” the girl patiently explained.
At this moment, Lin Fan glanced at the members of his team, but ultimately sighed. These were members no one wanted to recruit; where would they get such contribution points?
“I have 100 contribution points.”
“I have 300 contribution points.”
“I spent all my contribution points on elixirs.”
…
The onlookers around them silently laughed in their hearts. Was the Rebel Army here just to make a joke? Without 50,000 contribution points, they still wanted to take on this mid-tier Heavenly Rank mission? It was downright hilarious.
“A bunch of clowns.”
At that moment, a sharp voice rang out. Not far away, a man in white robes with long flowing hair held a sword in his arms, exuding an extraordinary aura. He was clearly no ordinary being.
“That’s the White Sword Saint, Feng Wushuang.”
“The prodigy of the Sword Clan who managed to escape from the Thunder Monarch.”
“He’s the vice-captain of the Sword God Squad, even stronger than Nie Kuanglong. If the Rebel Army knew what was good for them, they wouldn’t provoke him.”
…
“Hey, pretty boy, who are you calling a clown?” Lin Fan was getting annoyed. Everywhere he went, people seemed to mock him.
This was unbearable. It seemed like he had to make a statement.
“What did you say?” Feng Wushuang was furious when he heard Lin Fan call him “pretty boy.” With his delicate features, he often looked like a woman if he didn’t speak, and he hated being called that.
“Pretty boy, pretty boy,” Lin Fan repeated.
“You…” Feng Wushuang’s eyes flashed with killing intent, and his sword aura surged, but as if remembering something, he reined it in. “You’re asking for death.”
“Yes, I can officially tell you that I am indeed asking for death, but you can’t do anything about it. Come on, I beg you to strike me down with your sword,” Lin Fan taunted recklessly.
“Brother, we’ve just arrived here, and our squad is newly formed. We should keep a low profile,” the Venerable Shakyamuni said, his hair standing on end. Feng Wushuang gave him a very dangerous feeling, and in such a short time, they had already offended several people. Even with a face meant for taunting, this was too fast.
“Bald monk, we’re the Rebel Army. We can’t keep a low profile,” Lin Fan waved his hand dismissively.
“Hey, are you going to take the mission or not?” The girl was getting impatient.
Hearing this, Lin Fan turned to Feng Wushuang. “Hey, pretty boy, what are you looking at? If you’re not happy, go call for backup. We’ll have a big fight later, and I’ll make you cry like a baby. Right, guys?”
“Yes!” The members of the Rebel Army shouted in unison. They felt their blood boiling. This was the life they were seeking.
As for the possibility of getting beaten black and blue later, if the captain wasn’t afraid, why should they be?
“Good, very good,” Feng Wushuang glared at Lin Fan, then left in a rage.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan was in a dilemma. Where the hell was he going to find 50,000 contribution points?
Just then, Lin Fan spotted a familiar face.
“Wait a second,” Lin Fan called out to the girl, then immediately ran over. “Liu Qiangwei, can you do me a favor? Lend me 50,000 contribution points, and I’ll pay you back later.”
Liu Qiangwei didn’t hesitate when she saw Lin Fan. “Sure.”
“Great,” Lin Fan smiled as he took the 50,000 contribution points, then quickly returned to the girl.
“Here’s the 50,000 contribution points. Assign us the mission.”
The girl at the mission counter was surprised that Lin Fan had managed to get 50,000 contribution points so quickly. She then assigned the mission to the Rebel Army.
“Alright, the mission has been assigned to your Rebel Army. You have two days. I hope you succeed,” the girl said, though she didn’t hold much hope for them.
“Good, let’s turn it in,” Lin Fan said as soon as the mission was assigned.
“What?” The girl was stunned, then her face turned cold. “Are you messing with me?”
“Why would I mess with you? Bald monk, bring the Thunder Monarch over,” Lin Fan ordered.
The Venerable Shakyamuni didn’t hesitate. He immediately dragged over the Thunder Monarch, who was now as limp as a dead dog.
The onlookers had been keeping an eye on this peculiar squad, especially when they heard about turning in the mission. They couldn’t help but laugh.
Is the Rebel Army out of their minds?
But when the Venerable Shakyamuni dragged over an ancient being, the crowd was stunned. They then looked up at the mission board, checking the information about the Thunder Monarch.
“Holy crap, is that really the Thunder Monarch?”
“It looks just like him.”
“I just got word that the Thunder Monarch was suppressed by someone from our Sanctuary, and it was the Rebel Army.”
“No way, is it really them?”
At this moment, everyone was shocked, unable to believe what they were seeing.
“Here, check it out. But when we were suppressing him, he resisted so fiercely that we accidentally crushed his balls. That shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Lin Fan was genuinely worried that the Thunder Monarch’s injuries might invalidate the mission.
The Venerable Shakyamuni rolled his eyes. Crushed? More like they were kicked to pieces by everyone.
The girl looked at the Thunder Monarch, then at the mission details, and finally stared at Lin Fan in astonishment, unable to speak for a long time.
At that moment, the girl received a divine message, and her expression gradually changed. Her tone also became one of shock.
“The mid-tier Heavenly Rank mission is complete. Here’s 200,000 contribution points, and the 50,000 deposit is returned.”
“Efficient,” Lin Fan smiled, pocketing the 200,000 contribution points. He then went over to Liu Qiangwei and returned the 50,000 contribution points. “Thanks.”
Liu Qiangwei opened her mouth to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
Now, with 200,000 contribution points, Lin Fan stood tall and proud.
“Zhao Xiaomao, here’s 50,000 contribution points. Go buy some materials for me,” Lin Fan handed the stunned Zhao Xiaomao the points.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaomao was so moved he could cry. He never expected the captain to trust him so much, handing over such a large sum of contribution points so easily.
“Hurry, it’s urgent. Get back as fast as you can,” Lin Fan said.
“Yes, Captain. I’ll complete the task as quickly as possible,” Zhao Xiaomao vowed inwardly, determined not to let the captain down. He immediately took off running.
At this moment, Lin Fan’s eyes gleamed with determination. If they wanted a brawl, he would give them one to remember.
Now, the Sanctuary was in turmoil. Nie Kuanglong and Feng Wushuang were both enraged by the audacious Rebel Army. They were determined to make the Rebel Army pay.
…
“Right!” The Uprising Army members roared in unison. They felt their blood boiling. This was the life they were pursuing.
As for the possibility of being beaten black and blue later, if their captain wasn’t afraid, why should they be?
“Fine, very well,” Feng Wushuang glared coldly at Lin Fan before leaving in a huff.
…
At this moment, Lin Fan was in a bit of a dilemma. Where the hell could he find fifty thousand contribution points?
Just then, Lin Fan spotted a familiar face.
“Wait a second,” Lin Fan called to the girl before rushing off. “Liu Qiangwei, mind helping me out? Lend me fifty thousand contribution points, I’ll pay you back later.”
Seeing Lin Fan, Liu Qiangwei didn’t hesitate at all. “Okay.”
“Awesome,” Lin Fan said as he accepted the fifty thousand contribution points with a smile, then hurried back to the girl.
“Here’s the fifty thousand contribution points. Bring me that task.”
The girl at the task desk didn’t expect him to gather fifty thousand contribution points so quickly. She then transferred the task to the Uprising Army.
“Alright, the task has been assigned to your Uprising Army. You have only two days. I hope you succeed,” the girl said without much hope for the Uprising Army.
“Alright, time to submit the task,” Lin Fan said as soon as the task was assigned.
“What?” The girl was taken aback, then her expression turned cold. “Are you making a fool of me?”
“Why would I make a fool of you? Bald monk, drag the Thunder King over here,” Lin Fan said.
Without hesitation, Shi Jia Zunzhe immediately dragged over the Thunder King, who looked like a dead dog.
The surrounding crowd had been watching this peculiar squad closely, especially when they heard about task submission, they couldn’t help but laugh.
Was this Uprising Army mentally challenged or something?
But when Shi Jia Zunzhe dragged over a member of an ancient race, the surrounding crowd was stunned. They couldn’t help but look up at the task list, which contained information about the Thunder King.
“Whoa, is that really the Thunder King?”
“It looks exactly like him.”
“I just got some news. The Thunder King was suppressed by someone from our Guardian Land, called the Uprising Army.”
“No way, could it really be them?”
At this moment, everyone was shocked, unable to believe their eyes.
“Little miss, time to verify the goods. But during the suppression, he resisted fiercely, and we accidentally crushed his balls. Shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Lin Fan was genuinely worried that the Thunder King might be considered incomplete, and they wouldn’t accept it.
Shi Jia Zunzhe couldn’t help but roll his eyes. Crushed balls? Weren’t they kicked by everyone?
The girl looked at the Thunder King, then at the task information, and then stared at Lin Fan in astonishment, unable to recover for a long time.
At this moment, the girl received a divine thought, her expression gradually changed, and her tone also became shocked.
“The mid-tier heavenly task has been completed. Here are two hundred thousand contribution points, and the deposit of fifty thousand contribution points.”
“Efficiency,” Lin Fan smiled, accepted the two hundred thousand contribution points, then went to Liu Qiangwei and returned the fifty thousand contribution points. “Thank you.”
Liu Qiangwei opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but eventually closed it.
At this moment, with two hundred thousand contribution points, Lin Fan stood tall and proud.
“Zhao Xiaomao, here’s fifty thousand contribution points. Buy some materials for me,” Lin Fan gave fifty thousand contribution points to the stunned Zhao Xiaomao.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaomao was almost moved to tears. He never expected the captain to trust him so much, handing over such a large amount of contribution points so easily.
“Hurry up, it’s urgent. Come back as fast as you can,” Lin Fan said.
“Yes, captain. I guarantee to complete the task as quickly as possible,” Zhao Xiaomao vowed inwardly not to disappoint the captain, then ran off immediately.
At this moment, Lin Fan’s eyes sparkled. Group fights? Then let’s play well together.
At this moment, in the Guardian Land, Nie Kuanglong and Feng Wushuang were both enraged by this annoying Uprising Army. They would make the Uprising Army pay the price.
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