Chapter 92

Gold Right Hand was clearly still shaken, and the voice that came through was tinged with lingering fear, "Don't even mention it. We didn't notice any mutation skills from the boss until it fled. Who knew that when we caught up, its health bar jumped from 62% to 75% directly. All the effort we put in before was for nothing~"

Fang Yi's brows furrowed when he heard this. Healing? This... Could it be the legendary self-healing skill?

Self-healing was the players' term for this skill, which was actually called "Extraordinary Regeneration." During the beta test, Fang Yi had seen a technical post that mentioned some wild monsters had very special health recovery mechanisms. If the damage they took within a certain time was below a certain threshold, they would passively recover a large amount of health, regardless of whether they were still in combat. Could this mutated crocodile lizard have silently gained such a skill?

This was different from the normal passive healing effect of the crocodile lizard boss. Each time it recovered health, the amount was dozens or even hundreds of times more than the normal method. Given the high level and thick skin of the crocodile lizard boss, it would be extremely difficult for the Heaven's Dominance and Silver Scepter guilds to break through this hard cap.

Realizing this, even if the crocodile lizard had a chance to drop the first epic equipment in the game, Fang Yi didn't plan to get involved in that mess. His previous assessment of the crocodile lizard boss's strength was a bit low. Now, it was a major threat to players. Before his equipment and skills were fully formed, this place was the one he should avoid the most, as the death rate was too high.

Fang Yi put on the new headband and threw the old thief's headband into his backpack. After saying goodbye to Gold Right Hand, he ignored the contemptuous message from the other party and quickly left this place of trouble.

This delay had already taken up half a day. When Fang Yi arrived at the Giant's Heel station, the entire Giant's Heel was empty. All the high-level players had gone to the crocodile lizard boss's lair to try their luck, and our protagonist finally managed to catch the carriage heading to West Gate smoothly.

It's so hot~ Fang Yi pulled back the curtain of the carriage and looked at the sun in the sky: I wonder how the silkworm gatherers and Black Mountain Imps are doing with their quests.

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It was already the late part of the month of Bright Sun in the game. Due to the cool sea breeze constantly blowing from the Fallen Star Sea to West Gate, the scorching heat of the sun was reduced significantly. Compared to other parts of Dragon Coast, the players in West Gate Port were much more fortunate. The Black Mountain Imp and the silkworm gatherer were strolling around the player market, but they were secretly observing the luxurious mansion not far from the square.

"Sis, if the Dark Mask guild is colluding with the viscount here... Do you think it's possible?" Black Mountain Imp placed his left hand on the spherical hilt of his longsword, having stared at the moss-covered ancient stone walls and the crowded market stalls for over an hour, his eyes feeling a bit sore.

The silkworm gatherer had changed into a set of chainmail armor, and the game's equipment design was quite thoughtful. The same piece of equipment would look mighty and imposing on male players, while it would look delicate and graceful on female players.

At this moment, the silkworm gatherer was wearing a small white chainmail top and leather shorts, with a mace at her waist and a white wooden shield on her back, exuding a spirited and graceful aura. The two of them standing together had captured the attention of many players.

The two had been tracking the person that Turner had pointed out as possibly being from the Dark Mask guild, and the target had sneaked into the back door of the viscount's mansion. They had been waiting at the entrance for nearly an hour.

"West Gate Port is notoriously chaotic," the silkworm gatherer looked at the guards at the back door of the viscount's mansion and continued, "I told you to do more research, but you always find it troublesome. Do you know who rules West Gate Port?"

Black Mountain Imp chuckled and wisely didn't answer, instead tilting his head to look at the equipment on the player's stall. The silkworm gatherer shook her head and smiled, but she couldn't help moving her shoulders: chainmail armor wasn't as comfortable as cloth armor, and she needed to buy some undergarments for armor. I wonder if player tailors make these?

The silkworm gatherer came back to her senses, checked the time, and realized they had been there long enough. Just as she was about to pull Black Mountain Imp closer to the viscount's mansion, he seemed to have noticed something and bent down to pick up an item from the stall in front of them.

"Sis, look at this~"

The silkworm gatherer turned around and took the item from Black Mountain Imp, finding it to be a white metal brooch. The top half was round, and the bottom half was a curved triangle, with faint green light points emanating from the mysterious patterns on the metal surface, making it quite exquisite and beautiful.

Assistant Arm Badge (Fine Arm Badge) (1)

Special Equipment

Requirements: Perception or Charisma ≥ 19, Level 15

Durability: 6

Weight: 2

Reduces mana cost of minor healing spells by 1

+1 to Level 1 Monster Summoning (for Priests)

+1 to Level 1 Summon Ally (for Druids)

Invalid if actual skill level exceeds 4

"Hmm?" The silkworm gatherer also let out a light exclamation, special equipment?

Arm badges, brooches, and leg wraps were all special equipment that didn't occupy the equipment slots. The difference was that the limit for arm badges was 2, and for brooches, it was 3.

Special equipment rarely appeared, and most players who obtained such items would choose to keep them for themselves. After all, the game had just started, and players were still in the stage of accumulating equipment and gold. It wouldn't be until level 20 that the trading volume between players would significantly increase, and places like the auction house and appraisal office would truly flourish.

"How much is this arm badge?" The silkworm gatherer knew this was a rare opportunity and immediately decided to buy it.

"Fifty gold!" The stall owner was a rare female dwarf paladin. Although her race obscured most of her charm, she didn't look bad. It was unclear why she had joined the dwarf race.

However, the price the female dwarf quoted didn't sound very pleasant. Fifty gold—although the exchange rate for gold wasn't as high as before, fifty gold was still equivalent to several hundred dollars. The silkworm gatherer and Black Mountain Imp exchanged a glance: this price was frankly a bit extravagant.

"No bargaining," the poker-faced female dwarf cut off Black Mountain Imp's words before he could speak.

Actually, the dwarf paladin was in a hurry. Many people had come to look at this arm badge but found the price too high and didn't buy it. If it weren't for the urgent need for money, she would have already put it up for auction. (The auction house currently only provided bidding services, and the fixed-price function would only be available when the average player level exceeded 20.)

At this moment, Black Mountain Imp had held the arm badge for over thirty seconds, and it automatically returned to the female dwarf's stall. The silkworm gatherer bent down to pick it up again, but a player next to her quickly snatched it away.

"Ladies, meeting is a kind of fate. I'll give you this equipment~" A male elf bard held the walnut-sized arm badge and smiled at Black Mountain Imp and the silkworm gatherer.

Bullish had been observing these two beauties for a while. As a seasoned flirt, even without the game's appearance adjustments, the two in front of him were definitely not ordinary in real life, as charm is something that can't be changed. He had finally found an opportunity to strike up a conversation and didn't want to miss it.

Bullish held the arm badge and found that the stall owner hadn't set it to instant trade mode, so he had to trade directly with the stall owner. "I'll buy this," Bullish smiled at the silkworm gatherer and was about to trade with the dwarf paladin.

"Do you not know the rules? We saw it first," Black Mountain Imp was annoyed by the young man in front of him, who looked good but didn't understand the rules. "I'll buy it!"

The dwarf paladin was straightforward, turned her face, and ignored the bard reaching out, directly trading with Black Mountain Imp. The arm badge in Bullish's hand flashed with a white light and appeared in Black Mountain Imp's backpack the next moment.

"You..." Bullish was speechless, wanting to argue with the stall owner but found that the two beauties had already turned and left. He glared at the dwarf paladin and hurriedly followed them.

"Ladies, are you free now?" The bard dusted off the dirt on his clothes and smiled as he approached Black Mountain Imp, "I have a team going to the 'Gloomy City' dungeon, and we're short a tank and a healer. There's no competition for warriors and priests in the team, and if the corresponding equipment drops, it's definitely yours."

Gloomy City was a ten-person transition dungeon for levels 16 to 20, producing some excellent equipment for various classes, especially monks and warriors. Teams aiming to challenge high-level dungeons at level 20 would need to go through Gloomy City to boost their strength. The bard was quite clever, finding a good reason to strike up a conversation.

Unfortunately, the silkworm gatherer and Black Mountain Imp had important matters to attend to, and Black Mountain Imp knew that the silkworm gatherer hated, even despised, these random male flirts. Not wanting to affect her sister's mood, she quickly replied, "We already have a team. You should find someone else."

Bullish laughed, thinking the two were just pretending to be cold. He didn't expect them to respond, so he immediately leaned in closer to the silkworm gatherer, "Our team has two level 19 rogues, and I'm about to reach level 18. We're definitely strong..."

Bullish was happily talking when he noticed something was wrong. The system notification beeped, and he looked down to see that he had received a green name warning! Black Mountain Imp glanced at the frowning silkworm gatherer and then at the stunned bard, thinking he deserved it.

As the undisputed leader in the virtual game world, "Miracle" had quite comprehensive protection measures for female players. When the system confirmed that a female player was being harassed, it would issue a warning to the harasser. If the harasser persisted, the notorious "green name" status, known as the "pervert killer," "the end of gropers," and "the hell for stalkers," would be activated.

Compared to the red name, which was a relatively lenient pardon for murderers, the green name was a severe punishment. Green-named players would have a large, conspicuous green ID above their heads, visible to all players, even from a distance. Additionally, all attributes of green-named players would be reduced by 70%, all stealth skills would be ineffective, and the drop rate of equipment upon death would increase by one item.

In every corner of Faerun, whether it was the guards in the main cities, the blind sound creatures in the Underdark, or the stone lizards in the Enorok Desert, they would all launch a relentless and frenzied attack on green-named players as soon as they appeared in their line of sight. Most importantly, the green name status lasted for three real-world days...