“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 please repeat that?”
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 clearly.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, hurry up,” Lin Fan replied impatiently.
“Since it’s a mid-tier heavenly task, you need to put up a deposit of fifty thousand contribution points,” the girl explained.
“A deposit of contribution points too?” Lin Fan was momentarily speechless. Who the hell made this rule? Requiring a deposit of contribution points to accept a high-difficulty task—someone must have gone mad for contribution points.
“Yes, without fifty thousand contribution points, this 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 who no one else wanted—where would they get such a large amount of contribution points?
“I have one hundred contribution points.”
“I have three hundred.”
“My contribution points were all used to buy pills.”
…
At this moment, the surrounding onlookers silently laughed. Was the Uprising Army here just for fun? Without fifty thousand contribution points, attempting this mid-tier heavenly task was just too ridiculous.
“What a bunch of clowns.”
At that 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 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 knew better, they wouldn’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 he had no choice but to show his strength.
“You said what?” Feng Wushuang’s eyes flared with anger. Because of his handsome appearance, if he remained silent, he truly resembled a woman. Thus, he hated being called a fairy boy the most.
“Fairy boy, fairy boy,” Lin Fan repeated.
“You…” Feng Wushuang’s sword intent flared, his blade half-drawn, but as if recalling something, he retracted it. “You’re asking for death.”
“Exactly, I can officially tell you that I’m asking for death, but you can’t do anything to me. Come on, I beg you, cut me down with one sword strike,” Lin Fan taunted recklessly.
“Master, we’ve just arrived at this sacred place, and our squad has just been established. We should keep a low profile,” Shi Jia Zunzhe’s hair stood on end. Feng Wushuang gave him a dangerous vibe. Yet, in such a short time, they had already offended several people. Even if someone had a face that invited mockery, they couldn’t provoke people this fast.
“Bald monk, we’re the Uprising Army—we can’t be low-key,” Lin Fan waved him off.
“Hey, are you going to accept the task or not?” the girl asked impatiently.
Hearing this, Lin Fan turned to Feng Wushuang. “Ugly fairy boy, what are you staring at? If you’re not convinced, go ahead and call your friends. We’ll have a big fight later, and I’ll definitely make you cry uncle. Right, guys?”
“Right!” The Uprising Army members shouted in unison. They felt their blood boiling—they were living the life they had always pursued.
As for the possibility of being beaten black and blue later, since their captain wasn’t afraid, why should they fear?
“Fine, very well,” Feng Wushuang glared coldly at Lin Fan before leaving in a rage.
…
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 out to the girl before rushing over. “Liu Qiangwei, can you help me out? Lend me fifty thousand contribution points—I’ll pay you back right away.”
When Liu Qiangwei saw Lin Fan, she didn’t hesitate. “Okay.”
“Awesome!” Lin Fan took the fifty thousand contribution points with a grin and immediately returned to the girl.
“Here’s the fifty thousand contribution points. Assign me that task.”
The girl at the task center hadn’t expected 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.
“Eh?” The girl was taken aback, then her expression turned cold. “Are you mocking me?”
“Why would I mock you? Bald monk, drag that 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 full of idiots?
But when Shi Jia Zunzhe dragged over a member of an ancient race, the surrounding people were stunned. They couldn’t help but look up at the task board and the information about the Thunder King.
“Whoa, could that really be the Thunder King?”
“It looks exactly like him.”
“I just received a message saying the Thunder King was suppressed by someone from our Guardian Territory—it was 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, since he resisted fiercely, we accidentally crushed his testicles. I hope that’s not a problem,” Lin Fan was genuinely worried that the Thunder King might be considered incomplete, and they wouldn’t accept him.
Shi Jia Zunzhe couldn’t help rolling his eyes. Crushed? That was kicked by everyone.
The girl looked at the Thunder King, then at the task details, and finally stared at Lin Fan in astonishment, unable to recover for a long time.
At that moment, the girl received a divine message, and her expression gradually changed, her tone becoming 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 finally closed it.
At this moment, with two hundred thousand contribution points, Lin Fan stood straighter, his confidence boosted.
“Zhao Xiaomao, take fifty thousand contribution points and buy some materials for me,” Lin Fan handed fifty thousand contribution points to the stunned Zhao Xiaomao.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaomao was so moved he almost cried. He never expected his captain to trust him so much, handing over such a large sum of contribution points so easily.
“Hurry up, it’s urgent. The faster, the better,” Lin Fan said.
“Yes, Captain. I guarantee to complete the task as soon as possible,” Zhao Xiaomao vowed inwardly not to disappoint his captain and immediately ran off.
At this moment, Lin Fan’s eyes gleamed with sharpness. Group fights? Then let’s play well together.
At this moment, in the Guardian Territory, 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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