Chapter 39

Chapter 13: One Week

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I refuse this deal!" Ye Qi shook his head without hesitation after hearing the terms of the deal proposed by the strange wolf.

"Don't rush to refuse! This deal benefits both of us! If you find the third statue in this tower, you can increase your strength again! Once your strength increases, what does that young man from before matter?" The strange wolf, not deterred by the refusal, continued to persuade Ye Qi.

"That's true! I am very enthusiastic about increasing my strength," Ye Qi's lips curled into a disdainful smile, "but my life is more important to me! Making me steal something from the headquarters of the Demon Hunters, are you trying to murder me? Or have you already prepared the next partner, ready to let me die and be reborn sooner?"

That's right!

The deal the strange wolf had just proposed was to have Ye Qi steal the third statue that it had just sensed in the Thorn Tower. Although Ye Qi was surprised that the third statue would appear in the Thorn Tower, he had not gone mad and immediately refused without hesitation.

Without mentioning other things, just the presence of the sunny young man in the Thorn Tower made Ye Qi dare not make a move! Not to mention the other people in the Thorn Tower—Ye Qi did not believe that such a large Thorn Tower would have no one else besides the sunny young man!

"Of course not! We are partners who have signed a contract..." The strange wolf's voice gradually faded, followed by several minutes of silence. Just when Ye Qi thought the other party had left, the strange wolf suddenly spoke again: "If there is a chance to safely obtain the third statue, would you go for it?"

"Of course!" Ye Qi gave a firm answer but immediately asked, "You're not saying you have a way to let me safely obtain the third statue, are you?"

"Not yet!" For the first time, the strange wolf's voice carried a tone of helplessness, "But I think I will have a way soon!"

"I hope so!"

After Ye Qi replied, the strange wolf disappeared again.

Holding the candle to the bed, Ye Qi picked up "The Eye of Momo" and opened it to where he had last read.

...

In the deep, dark dungeon, it was silent and dim.

If studying "The Eye of Momo" was not difficult, Ye Qi initially thought so. But when the candle burned out and Ye Qi asked the guard who brought the food for more candles, the guard informed him that the candle was all he would have for the week. This meant that Ye Qi would only have that one candle, which was already burned out, for the entire week, and once it was used up, there would be no more.

Items that could provide light, such as mobile phones and lighters, had long been confiscated, and even the luminous watch had been temporarily surrendered. Now, Ye Qi had no light and could not accurately tell time, relying only on the number of times the guards brought food to keep track of the days.

It should only be the second day, but I feel like it has been a year! I wonder what other punishments there are?

In the darkness, Ye Qi, eating his second full-day meal in the dungeon, helplessly pursed his lips. Without light, unable to confirm the time, and with the terrible food—a cup of water and a piece of black bread were all he had for the entire day.

These feelings mixed together made Ye Qi want to scream and vent! However, Ye Qi understood that screaming and shouting were useless, merely a waste of the limited physical strength he had—a piece of black bread the size of a child's palm was hardly enough to sustain an adult for a day.

After chewing the last bit of black bread in his hand and drinking the water in one go, Ye Qi suddenly jumped off the bed, closed his eyes, and placed his right hand on the short knife.

Time passed minute by minute, and Ye Qi stood there like a statue, motionless. Suddenly, his right hand, which was on the short knife, trembled slightly, and then, like a bolt of lightning piercing through the darkness, the short knife proudly appeared in Ye Qi's hand, pointing into the endless darkness.

This was the decision Ye Qi made today after learning he would not get any more candles—practicing cold weapon skills and blind combat. Of course, in the pitch-black dungeon with limited food, this was the only thing he could do. To conserve energy, Ye Qi did not set himself a rigid goal of practicing a thousand slashes as he usually did; instead, he would recall the people or dark creatures he had encountered, the process of their battles, and slowly think about the flaws in their attacks. Once he found the flaws in his imaginary enemies, Ye Qi would quickly attack those flaws.

"Skill: Cold Weapon Mastery +1..."

At first, Ye Qi had no clear goal, just not wanting to do nothing in the darkness and pass the time. But when this system prompt appeared, and he opened the attribute panel to see Cold Weapon Mastery increase from 1 to 2, Ye Qi immediately widened his eyes. In the three months before coming to the headquarters, Ye Qi had tried various methods to improve his skill levels through practice, with Cold Weapon Mastery and Firearm Mastery being the most important. However, no matter how hard he tried, the two skills remained unchanged. Ye Qi originally thought it was because the skills had already reached the mastery level, making the practice more challenging. But today, it seemed he had been going in the wrong direction!

A loss may turn out to be a gain.

It seems the next week won't be so hard to get through!

After the Cold Weapon Mastery skill increased to 2, Ye Qi felt as if he had been injected with a strong stimulant, becoming energetic! This was not just a simple skill level increase but a direction for all his future skill upgrades—constant practice and the accumulation of time were not wrong, but more important was the dedication! Only with dedication could one achieve twice the results with half the effort and be invincible.

Although the dungeon was pitch black, Ye Qi felt as if a door of infinite light had opened before him...

"Skill: Cold Weapon Mastery +1..."

"Skill: Cold Weapon Mastery +1..."

"Skill: Cold Weapon Mastery +2..."

...

Each system prompt was like an endless source of motivation for the Demon Hunter, who was completely immersed in one practice session after another. As for the constantly depleting physical strength? It had long been ignored by the mentally excited Demon Hunter...

When focused, not only does one become charming, but time also seems to pass more quickly.

When the system prompt appeared again, and Cold Weapon Mastery had already increased to 18, the dungeon door opened.

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