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Yan Yan left the apothecary after receiving the Gathering mission and headed straight for Zhao Hunter's house. This was the most crucial part of the chain quest!
She hurried to Zhao Hunter's doorstep. Since it was near the forest, his house was surrounded by a fence. Zhao Hunter lay on a wooden chair in the yard, eyes closed, seemingly resting.
“Master Zhao, the apothecary's Boss Chen sent me to ask about the distribution of Plantago Seed in the forest.”
As soon as she mentioned Boss Chen, Zhao Hunter opened his eyes, which showed no sign of sleepiness. The sharp glint in his gaze made Yan Yan's heart skip a beat.
“Why would Boss Chen send a girl like you to look for Plantago Seed? That Plantago Seed is in the forest, which isn't as safe as out here.” He scrutinized Yan Yan for a moment, frowning at her slender frame.
“Master Zhao, I’ve heard you’re one of the best hunters in the village. With your guidance, I’m sure I can find the Plantago Seed safely.”
Her determined voice prompted Zhao Hunter to take another look at the frail girl before him. He noticed the sharpness in her eyes that matched his own and suddenly smiled. “Alright, alright! Since you have that kind of courage, then come with me into the forest tomorrow. I happen to be going hunting.”
System: Do you accept the mission “Exploring the Mysterious Forest of the Novice Village”?
“Yes.”
Done!
Yan Yan suppressed her joy and looked up at the longbow hanging by the door, unable to hide her smile. At this starting point in her life, she believed she was no less capable than any of those talented individuals!
“Prepare your own rations and medicine before entering the forest. I’ll only be responsible for your safety; I won’t take care of anything else.”
With that, Zhao Hunter returned to his previous position and leisurely resumed his rest.
Yan Yan acknowledged his request with a bow and thanked him before running off to the inn.
Zhao Hunter watched her departing figure and nodded in satisfaction.
The AI intelligence in Zero Point's game was far superior to that of ordinary holographic games, making it almost a true Second World in later stages.
For those who could only interact with NPCs, she had always approached them with utmost respect. One reason most players struggled to receive missions was because:
They had not fully adapted to this High-Intelligence Game, and their communication with NPCs was very awkward, even carrying an air of superiority typical of players. With such an attitude, how could they possibly gain favor with NPCs, let alone take on quests? For the next three days, completing quests to level up was the best choice. Once the game officially released a statement and players adjusted to this game mode, quest leveling would slow down, and everyone would be scrambling to complete quests, leading to even lower efficiency. Conversely, grinding monsters would be different; many grinding spots would become vacant, allowing her to level up effectively.
Thinking about this, she glanced at the Hunger Debuff hanging over her head and hastened her pace toward the inn.
She had already been in the game for eight hours. According to the game's time-to-reality ratio of 1:1, four hours had passed in real life. In the game, eight hours had elapsed without her eating anything. Previously, she had expended a lot of energy at Zhang the Blacksmith's place, and now her hunger level was alarmingly high. If she didn't eat soon, she would start losing health.
Arriving at the inn, she saw that the lobby was once again packed with players. Yan Yan walked to a corner and ordered twenty steamed buns to go.
At this time, most players had reached their hunger limits. In the game, the taste and aroma of food could be genuinely experienced. Therefore, players who had been subsisting on Nutritional Supplements praised the game's culinary System endlessly. Zero Point Game not only allowed them to enjoy real food but also provided many long-lost dishes such as Fish-Fragrant Shredded Pork, Braised Pork, Mapo Tofu, and Shiitake Mushrooms with Greens.
As a result, the game attracted a large number of food-loving players eager to indulge in delicious meals. After all, as long as they had game currency, they could enjoy tasty food—something that wasn't guaranteed even with Credit Points in real life.
Some players even learned cooking skills and created several unique recipes that produced foods with special attributes capable of temporarily boosting player stats. By mid to late game, these culinary players became invaluable assets to every major Gang.
On her way, she devoured two steamed buns and watched her hunger level recover before heading toward the Tavern.
The Tavern Boss stood under the soft red glow of the setting sun, his rotund belly protruding as he smiled like an old chrysanthemum at the bustling players passing by, hoping more people would come to buy his wine. At this stage, most players were short on spare cash; they were merely getting by—who had extra money for drinks?
Thus, the Tavern Boss stood there without a single customer in sight. He thought to himself:
If it weren't for wanting to give customers a hospitable impression, he would have packed up and gone home long ago; there was no need for him to stand around like this.
However much he thought about it, he managed to conceal his impatience well.
So when Yan Yan walked into the Tavern, the Boss's frozen smile nearly failed him as he processed her presence.
"Boss, I'll have a jug of your finest Osmanthus Wine."
"Sure! Please wait a moment."
He began pouring wine while simultaneously introducing Osmanthus Wine.
Yan Yan inhaled the rich aroma of the wine, gazing at the Osmanthus Wine that shimmered with a golden-brown luster. It reminded her of a player from her past life who had created a unique recipe, brewing a type of wine that had only been seen in historical records for centuries. Once the wine was sold, it was almost always sold out; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that player was making a fortune.
She didn't want to dwell on the idea of creating her own recipes. Just considering the source of this particular wine, she realized she might not even recognize all the varieties.
The player who could create such recipes undoubtedly had an impressive background; otherwise, who could easily access such hidden information?
The elites in the game were often also elites or successful individuals in reality. This isn't flattery; it's simply the truth. The resources they possessed, their connections, their broad perspectives, and their keen perception all contributed to them being several levels above regular players.
This obvious advantage led to disparities in starting points.
Mediocre people are destined for mediocrity, while extraordinary people are destined for greatness.
There is some truth to this statement. After all, starting points in life are indeed different.
As she watched players rushing back and forth, quickly battling monsters and completing quests to level up, she couldn't help but mock herself inwardly:
Wasn't she once like that? Struggling in the game, desperately seeking a breakthrough. As she blended into the ranks of regular players and became increasingly mediocre, those elites continued to push their limits, gaining more information, connections, and resources. This positive cycle allowed them to ascend higher on an extraordinary path, reaching heights unattainable by ordinary people. Meanwhile, those average individuals lost more and more information, connections, and resources. This negative cycle made them increasingly mediocre, living lives that most ordinary people would lead.
As she took the Osmanthus Wine from the tavern owner's hands, Yan Yan tucked away her thoughts. She looked up at the setting sun that was about to dip below the horizon, her eyes sparkling with determination.
This life would ultimately be different.
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