I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 65. Get Off Me!

"I'm telling the truth. You can take a look at this."

Char took out a gold coin.

It was not the common currency created by the United Holy Kingdom, and it did not have the big head of the first Archbishop, nor the emblem of the Seven Holy Spirits. It was one size bigger than the official coin, and it was full of gold. The minimalistic lines carved on it were the big head of Maica, and the red-headed Mushroom Man was smiling, showing a perverted smile.

This was a token from Maica, a symbol of the verbal agreement between him and Char.

Every Mushroom Man had this thing. They were extremely greedy, and it would be painful to hand over a gold coin, let alone this kind of attractive hard goods. However, this often represented the friendship of the mushroom people, or the life of someone who would rather die than submit.

When the Dark Elves of Andaheim were at their greediest, they would make the Mushroom Men hand over this thing in exchange for their lives. It was often soaked in blood.

Andrew was very knowledgeable and had dealt with many of the Mushroom Men, so he naturally understood what this meant.

Therefore, Char's words forced him to reconsider.

It was a stupid idea to cross the Northern Red Grasslands with a large amount of gold coins. The Barbarians there were too hospitable. Andrew had traveled far and wide, so he naturally would not make such a low-level mistake. Therefore, he brought another special product of Aurania, which was also a plant that Barbarians could not appreciate and would not pillage, the Soul-forming Grass.

It was a white plant commonly found under the Obegen Snow Mountains. The mages of Aurania used its thick leaves as chewing gum, or dried them into tea leaves, incense, and so on. After death, they would also use its juice to seal the body as a anti-aging agent. In short, it had a wide range of uses.

Other than them, there was no other place on the entire continent that had such a high production rate of Soul-forming Grass. However, there was another group of people who were in desperate need of it.

They were Dwarves.

The group of green-skinned dwarves were extremely addicted to the Soul-forming Grass, so Andrew brought the Soul-forming Grass to Astan City to sell it at the Fight Club for a good price. He knew what the weighty metal club was up to. Maica would definitely spend a lot of money to buy these things and then sell them to his green-skinned dwarves' allies at a higher price.

However, this path was no longer feasible!

The fight club had closed down for rectification, so he had no way of selling the Soul-forming Grass.

Not everyone was willing to buy this thing and then trade it with the ancient. After all, it was an evil creature from Andaheim, and this move would easily attract the attention of the Church of Judgement. Only someone like him who came from Aurania, the Ice City that the church could not reach would be so unrestrained.

If what Char said was true, then he would smash it in his hands.

"Why would they stop their operations?"

Andrew muttered to himself.

Char could not bear to tell him that it was his fault.

In fact, even without the matter of the Apple Pie, he would have taken the initiative to find Andrew in Astan City, provided that he did not die. Of course, if he died, there would be other merchants who had changed their names to replace him. However, no matter what, Andrew was an old acquaintance, and it was more comfortable to get along with him.

Not to mention, he still had a cute, beast-eared daughter...

Cough! However, Char did not plan to hit on her.

The reason why he targeted Andrew so much was to get the Soul-forming Grass in his hands, which was the next key item.

After some thought, Andrew roughly sorted out his thoughts. He took out ten Ice Crystals without hesitation.

"I hope you won't disappoint me, sir."

"How could that be? Don't worry. You, come here."

Char beckoned to the Apple Pie.

"My hero! What did you call me for?"

"I'll give you a chance to draw ten times in a row."

"Eh? Tell me how to do it! Do you need to shout something or do a metaphysical ritual?"

The female thief held the ten Ice Crystals in her hand and was as excited as a female monkey.

"It's simple. Just throw it on the ground."

Char had wanted to say that the result had been decided from the moment this thing was dug out. However, he was a little uncertain when Apple Pie could get a pair of boots and a secondary weapon from a poor b*stard like Corian.

What if someone really added all the points to her luck?

After all, this was a person who had fallen into a well on the first day of the game's launch, successfully changed her class to a thief, and even received the dagger that Instructor Doom had personally taught her.

"Forget it, let nature take its course."

Right. As he thought of this, he watched the girl throw the crystal to the ground.

Clank!

The first crystal shattered loudly, and a burst of dazzling colorful light bloomed along with the melodious sound of the bagpipe. It was like a powerful slap.

Did she successfully...

Was it a miracle from a single draw?

Char thought of how he held her hand and held a thousand Ice Crystals while sitting on the top of the tower of Aurania Palace. He fell from sunset to bright moon and did not even see a single colorful light. He suddenly felt like crying.

The colorful light shrank and disappeared, revealing a little fairy in a purple robe and a pointed wizard hat. Her pupils were vermillion red, and her expression was like snow that had not melted for a thousand years. In her hand, she held a short wand that was no more than two centimeters.

The voice was light and empty, like a trickle flowing on a crystal, making a ding-dong sound.

"It's so cute!"

Apple Pie held the palm-sized fairy and rubbed her cheek against her long robe. The elf was so shocked that she pulled on the corner of her dress, afraid that it would fall off.

"You're so rude!"

Char quietly put away the remaining Ice Crystals and returned it to Andrew.

At first, Andrew was stunned, his face full of disbelief. However, he had the same complicated expression as him.

The two of them looked at each other and sighed. Everything was said without words.

After getting to know the round-faced merchant, he would tell you personally that with his looks, he had used up all his luck in his life to find a beautiful beast-eared woman as his wife.

These were not sweet words. They were f*cking true.

This guy was really unlucky. If he were in the real world, he would probably spend his entire life buying scratch-and-win tickets and not even win once.

"My hero, what about the other nine Ice Crystals? What happened? There are still nine left!"

Apple Pie looked at him with a pitiful expression.

"Since it's already out, it'll be a waste to draw again. Besides, your luck might have run out, so save it. "

"Hey, hey, hey! It appeared! I'm the Chosen One, and my good luck has no end. You guys don't know about me, so..."

"Shut up!" Char interrupted the her speech and said, "Use the rest to pay for her renewal. She can only maintain it for an hour, and the remaining Ice Crystals can be used for 30 minutes."

"I see. There's a limited time for her. Is there a way to keep her around? By the way, do you want to see her attributes? It was awesome! I'll post it for you to see!"

"Get off me!"

Char took the lead.

He did not need to look to know because he once had one, and it was the kind that was permanent.

Of course, it was not drawn. He could not do so.

This Ice Spirit's true form is the Godmother of the Ice Queen, Elsa. After conquering the queen of Aurania, she would grant you a blessing. The person with this blessing could enter the deepest part of the ice cave in the Obegen Snow Mountain and become an Ice Master and White Knight there.

Although there was no such thing as an advanced class in "Fantasy World," such as the thief that was everywhere on the street and the shadow dance that sounded mysterious, they were essentially the same class. It was just that the names of their skills and data were different. All the skills came from NPCs, and no one said that Shadowdancer's [Thousand Phantom Strikes] could not be called [Doppelganger, Attack Together].

The other settings were similar. Most of them had plain names as templates and other data were modified.

However, Char had to admit that the combination of Ice Master and White Knight was definitely a strong one, and he could not stop after having fun once.

If it was not for the naivety of the United Holy Kingdom, who did not recognize this power due to the faith of the people of Aurania, and the fact that the hideout of Zin'rokh was in a high-temperature environment that greatly weakened the ice element, the VIP players of Aurania might have been able to wipe out the devil's nest.

The Ice Spirit in front of Char was the founder of these two professions.

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