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Chapter 738 - 252. Beginner’s Guide to Reconnaissance Activities - Adding more for our brother "Huo Zhen Ting Hao"【2/20】_2

Chapter 738: 252. Beginner’s Guide to Reconnaissance Activities - Adding more for our brother "Huo Zhen Ting Hao"【2/20】_2

"I see, you’re probably that type from the legends: ’smart yet foolish’."

"Tsk, I was just trying to make a friend."

Mage He Lu muttered, while Doris elongated her tone and said:

"Sharing what’s on your mind recklessly with strangers isn’t a way to make friends, it only makes me think you’re a fool and allows me to take advantage of your desires. Kid, your people skills still seem lacking.

How about you join my Blood Rat Gang?

I’m now working for Lady Adel, who happens to be the direct descendant of Sir Morphy. Aren’t you in desire of power and status?

Moving with us in the shadows will let you have your wishes fulfilled!

Best of all, you won’t even have to face the difficult decisions of becoming a vampire or staying human."

"That’s exactly what I want!"

He Lu, sitting on a donkey, revealed a shrewd smile, whispering:

"I’m not foolish enough to become friends with just any stranger. But before joining you, I have to talk with my aunt. Only with her permission, I can choose to step into your shadows.

Stop smirking! You damn vampire.

When my aunt and I left the village, my parents asked Aunt Anpo take care of me, even though I was older, anyway, under the witness of the green forest, Aunt Anpo is my guardian outside my hometown.

I need to seek her opinion for any important decisions. It’s a tradition of Antani, but I don’t think it’ll be that difficult."

Mage He Lu stroked his smooth chin, whispering in criticism:

"The once sharp aunt has now been captured by the magic called ’love’, but she doesn’t seem to realize that she has unknowingly gotten too close to that brute but dull warrior...

Ah, I knew that her character would one day be devoured clean by another man. But she is not carefree at all even though we were both children of Green Forest.

She’s far from being as open-minded as I am."

"You’re mingling with those witch hunters, aren’t you?"

Doris voiced her last doubt:

"You, being a public official in Adventurer Guild, why would you choose to step into the shadows?"

"Eh, I’m a psychic."

He Lu shrugged, saying:

"I don’t believe in the gods they preach. Circle Tower has a hostile attitude towards all divine spirits, and powerful psychics believe that the intervention of the gods of the Star Realm in the material world is motivated. This is the main reason why I can’t join the Adventurer Guild.

Alright, let’s get down to business!

Take this thing with you."

He Lu took out a special metal piece from his psychic bag, reminding:

"This thing is called ’Shadow Patch’, a rather exceptional plug-in. Put it in your Calculating Pearl; it can indicate your location to me and enhance our telepathic communication.

After you enter stealth, it can enhance your connection with the shadows and reduce your chances of being detected.

This thing was also brought out from the Pioneer Fortress, and it’s my private stash; not many in quantity but quite useful for thieves.

If Blood Rat Gang needs any in the future, buy it from me. Now that I’m also about to become a member of the Blood Rat Gang, we can always discuss the prices."

While the NPCs were conversing, two little players trailing behind were also exchanging words.

As Mage He Lu’s only current apprentice, the thirty-year-old Yan Song was now filled with complaints, riding a demon-hunting battle steed rented from witches, he complained to Frostfang’s Claw, who was silent beside him:

"I had already made arrangements with my brothers to go to the Fighting Blood Vulture Corridor tonight. I heard the loots there are amazing. But my unreliable tutor dragged me here to do this.

Even though it’s a hidden mission, the reward doesn’t look promising. What the hell does ’Depends on the task results’ mean?"

Yan Song carried on with his grumblings, however, Frostfang’s Claw had social anxiety.

He just quietly listened to Yan Song and didn’t respond. Bored with talking on his own, Yan Song turned to Ya Ya. He curiously asked:

"Dude, why are you silent? Did you lose your voice or have you checked out?"

"No! I just... don’t like to talk... You speak, I’m listening..."

"Oh, I get it, got the air of a pro, right? I understand, all of you thieves are like this, each wanting to become a pro. It’s cool to be alone. But hey, once you slip in, I’ll be the one guiding you. Shouldn’t you butter me up a bit?

What if I shake my hand and lead you straight into a monster pile?"

"This is a mission, so you won’t do that...after all, failing blemishes your reputation..."

"Huh, no sense of humor.

Speaking which, can you guys steal from NPCs? I have a bold idea. I think Sir Morphy’s flying sword is pretty cool, so..."

"I tried before... Don’t dream, it’s impossible to steal...The sword has its consciousness and if you dare reach out, it will dare to cut it."

"Wow! You were just making a joke, but you really dared to try! But you even dared to steal from Sir Morphy, isn’t there any penalty?"

"...Why do you think I’m here?"

"...Oh, understood."

The party of four raced through the night, with their demon-hunting steeds showing great stamina and speed. Mage He Lu’s donkey didn’t seem high-profile but surprisingly kept up with the demon-hunting horses, nowhere an ordinary donkey.