Chapter 67

In the boundless starry sky, after displaying all the rewards from Zhao Futu's mission, an additional display page appeared again. When he opened it, it immediately showed the other rewards he had obtained in the Yellow Turban Rebellion battlefield. This reward was an additional 6% of historical reversal points, of which 1% was obtained by preventing the complete annihilation of the Yellow Turban forces in Wan City, and the other 5% was mysteriously obtained after meeting Zhang Jue. After this additional historical reversal points, there was also an option to exchange them.

"Notice: Historical reversal points can be exchanged for some additional rewards. The Yellow Turban Rebellion battlefield has ended, and these historical reversal points cannot be accumulated for the next entry into the plot space."

"Would you like to exchange them?"

Zhao Futu glanced at it and chose to exchange them. Perhaps it was because he answered Zhang Jue's question, which to some extent changed Zhang Jue and the fate of the Yellow Turban forces. Originally, the Yellow Turban forces in Ji Province should have been thoroughly defeated, with Zhang Jue dying of illness first, followed by the deaths of Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao, and over ten thousand Yellow Turban soldiers being killed. However, now, although the Yellow Turban forces suffered a major defeat, Zhang Jue did not die of illness before the battle. Instead, he launched a fierce counterattack before his death, using sorcery to summon lightning to severely injure the Han army.

This gave the Yellow Turban forces in Ji Province a breathing time. The morale of the Han army's troops collapsed in the face of divine power, and they might not continue to suppress the Yellow Turban forces. With the leaders of the Yellow Turban forces, Zhang Jue, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Liang, dead, the Yellow Turban forces would inevitably disintegrate, but a large part of them should still be able to escape even if they were surrounded by the Han army.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was temporarily suppressed. However, many Yellow Turban soldiers still remained, and in the future, they might even grow to the size of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban forces.

Since the Yellow Turban Rebellion had ended, these historical reversal points could not be accumulated, so Zhao Futu naturally had no need to keep them. He directly chose to exchange them, and a row of options appeared before him:

"6% historical reversal points exchanged successfully. You can choose two from the following five options."

"Reward 1: 5000 survival points."

"Reward 2: 6 potential points."

"Reward 3: 12 merit points."

"Reward 4: One random Level 1 mastery skill scroll."

"Reward 5: One Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman Water."

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The historical reversal points obtained from the battlefield mission were clearly not as good as the hidden plot exploration points obtained from the main storyline, at least in terms of the number of choices. The hidden plot exploration points allowed choosing three out of five, while the historical reversal points allowed choosing only two out of five, which was one less reward. However, the things that could be exchanged with historical reversal points were better, and the merit points were significantly higher.

For the first choice, Zhao Futu undoubtedly ruled it out. 5000 survival points seemed like a lot, but it was actually the lowest reward. Survival points could be obtained in many places, and choosing this with precious historical reversal points would be the least cost-effective. The second choice, Zhao Futu could not refuse. 6 potential points were a hard-to-resist temptation for someone with high perception and high spirit.

In the Yellow Turban camp, his high perception had saved his life. If other contractors knew he was a newcomer, many would go to great lengths to find opportunities to ambush him.

As for the third reward, 12 merit points were also a significant temptation for Zhao Futu. He had accumulated 18 merit points so far, meaning that with these additional 12 merit points, he could reach 30 merit points and be promoted to the rank of Staff Sergeant. Although he did not yet know how much the rank mattered, what he understood so far made it hard for him to decide. A higher rank allowed purchasing more supply items, such as military bandages, military medical kits, and high-protein injections.

The chance of dropping recovery items in the space was very low, and the price of supply items was always high, with no supply to meet the demand!

If Zhao Futu chose merit points, even if he did not use the recovery items himself, he could resell them for a substantial amount of survival points. Moreover, the purchasing permissions brought by the rank could accumulate monthly, and the higher the rank, the more the accumulation. The next mission was likely to be a mandatory Gold-level main mission, and this choice would be very useful for him.

The fourth choice was undoubtedly ruled out without much thought! Zhao Futu did not like random things, and mastery skills were just advanced versions of basic skills. There were too many basic skills, and the randomness made it impossible for Zhao Futu to guarantee he would get what he wanted.

The fifth choice was more difficult. The Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman Water was a gift from the Great Virtuous Teacher Zhang Jue. Drinking it would grant the Yellow Turban Warrior enhancement, without changing the bloodline, still within the human range, but passively increasing 3 points of strength and 2 points of endurance.

In other words, a 5-point attribute boost on the human base!

"Which one should I choose?" Zhao Futu felt very torn, wishing he could choose three out of five.

The 6 potential points were definitely not to be given up, but he was unsure about his next choice. Should he choose 12 merit points or the Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman Water?

Zhao Futu rubbed his head and said helplessly, "This is really difficult. I'll leave it to fate."

He took out a silver coin, left over from the Night Legend, as he had not exchanged many survival points and kept a little.

Zhao Futu closed his eyes and threw it, saying, "Heads for 3, tails for 5."

The silver coin landed back in his hand, and Zhao Futu looked at it and chose 12 merit points. His rank was then promoted to Staff Sergeant, and he was immediately teleported out.

When his vision recovered, Zhao Futu found himself back in the space, but not in his room, rather on the square.

Behind him was a teleportation gate emitting a faint glow.

Zhao Futu was about to go to the trading area when he heard someone kicking the teleportation gate. He turned around and saw a familiar figure, a muscular man with a cigar in his mouth, angrily kicking the gate and cursing, "Damn you!"

"Damn you xxxx! Damn your ancestors for eighteen generations!!!"

"Damn! Damn! For sending me into a high-level battlefield again! For sending me to the same pit again!"

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Zhao Futu found it amusing and walked a few steps closer, saying, "Brother Juan Tu, what's wrong?"

The man with the cigar turned around and saw Zhao Futu. His big foot, which had been kicking the gate, immediately stopped, and his eyes lit up. He laughed loudly, "I knew you would come back alive from the battlefield!"

"How was it? Good rewards, right?" Juan Tu smiled and patted Zhao Futu's shoulder.

He took out a cigar and offered it to Zhao Futu, who did not refuse. He used to not smoke, but now smoking to relieve stress was not bad, so he thanked him. Juan Tu waved his hand generously, indicating that he was too polite, and then squinted his eyes, smiling like an old fox, and put his arm around Zhao Futu's shoulder, saying cheerfully, "Brother! I've got something good for you this time!"

"What? Don't worry! It's definitely not that iron branch again!"

"It's twice as good as the iron branch! How about it? Interested?"

Juan Tu squinted his eyes and smiled, looking like a madam in a brothel.

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(PS: As usual, a prize guess. What is Juan Tu selling this time?)