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December 25th, Christmas!
Unfortunately, Yi Tianchen had no particular fondness for this holiday. Waking up from a dreamless night, it was already just after eleven in the morning. He had slept soundly enough, and his head injury had mostly healed, though removing the bandage revealed a few strands of hair that had been cut away to stitch up the wound.
Stepping out of his room, the studio was quiet; Liu Yuhan and the others were likely already online, battling away. Glancing at the time, Yi Tianchen quickly took care of his personal hygiene before heading into the kitchen. The food in the fridge was limited but sufficient for a meal.
What followed was simple: by one o'clock in the afternoon, Yi Tianchen had prepared four dishes and a soup. This was a skill he had honed during his three years of amnesia. Being alone and unable to cook for himself had been quite a challenge.
At 1:14 PM, Liu Yuhan was the first to emerge from her room. She was surprised to see the dishes on the table and looked at Yi Tianchen with sparkling eyes, lightly laughing, "Tianchen, did you make all this?"
Yi Tianchen nodded, neither confirming nor denying.
After expressing her astonishment, Li Tielong was the second to come out. Upon learning the truth, he was utterly shocked. He vividly remembered Yi Tianchen saying just yesterday that he couldn't even pick vegetables; now he had prepared several dishes—how incredible!
However, after his initial shock, Li Tielong quickly composed himself and secretly made a resolution. When Mu Wanqing and Lin Yan finally came out, Yi Tianchen's image grew even more impressive; he was almost becoming a legendary ideal man.
While they were eating, Liu Yuhan and the others recounted what had happened in the game. At 11:27 AM that day, Xiliang City’s War God Hall Guild completed their first battle against a Dark Gold Boss. It was said that their luck was outstanding, resulting in a Purple Gold Equipment spear that was currently in the hands of their President, Rebellious Blood Blade.
Yi Tianchen wasn’t particularly surprised by this. As the number one on the celebrity leaderboard, he knew very well how skilled Rebellious Blood Blade was. Now, War God Hall had become the second largest guild after Divine Silence; making such waves in the game wasn’t anything extraordinary.
However, as the First Guild, Divine Silence might not sit idly by. Previously, Yi Tianchen had snatched away Divine Silence President Divine Silence Dust Fate's title of "First Person to Advance Profession," and now War God Hall had claimed the honor of defeating the Dark Gold Boss first. To outsiders, it seemed like two blatant slaps to the face.
Yet Divine Silence Dust Fate was no ordinary person; he was calm and shrewd. Even if he felt restless about these developments, he would not act rashly but would instead bide his time. Yi Tianchen understood this well from their dealings three years ago.
Five minutes after dinner...
Yi Tianchen returned to his room and opened his laptop to browse the Game Forum. After logging out, he went online directly. With a successful login prompt chiming in his ears, another warm reminder followed—
System Notification: The 【Wolf Demon Set】 you publicly auctioned on the System trading platform has expired and has been sold to player 【Flower Young Master】 for the highest bid of 250 gold coins. After deducting the System handling fee of 10%, you have received a total of 225 gold coins. Please withdraw the gold coins within 24 hours, or the System will confiscate them!
"Ah... a regular customer!"
Yi Tianchen chuckled and, without leaving his room, immediately logged into the System auction platform to withdraw the 225 gold coins. After leaving the inn, Yi Tianchen first went to the apothecary to purchase enough potions, while also disposing of some unwanted items. He then visited the general store to acquire some return scrolls and resurrection cards.
After exiting the general store, Yi Tianchen headed straight to the Blacksmith Shop. The small figure of Elder Villager was as robust as ever, swinging a large hammer that made a whooshing sound as it struck a glowing red piece of iron. Nearby, a long piece of fine iron was inserted in the furnace, likely for sword forging.
"Village Chief!"
Yi Tianchen approached with a smile and said, "Please repair my equipment; this time I’ll pay!"
Elder Villager laughed heartily, probably recalling how Yi Tianchen had previously boldly extorted him. Shaking his head, he replied, "Young man, tonight the Sea Monsters from the shallow sea are going to invade our village. If you can stay and help us, I would be very grateful. You can skip the payment; just hand over your equipment!"
"Ah... then I’ll trouble you!"
Yi Tianchen complied and watched as Elder Villager repaired each piece of equipment until they looked brand new and re-equipped them. A glimmer of amusement flashed in his eyes as he solemnly said, "Village Chief, there’s one more thing... My teacher asked me to send his regards; he misses those days in the Wasteland Years!"
The small figure of Elder Villager suddenly trembled, looking at Yi Tianchen in surprise. He shook his head and said, "Aren't you a disciple of Hell Swordsman·Azure Abyss? How did you come to know about Appraiser Balfe?" After sighing, he seemed to mutter to himself, "So that Old Man is still alive!"
"He’s still quite vigorous!" Yi Tianchen responded somewhat Speechless.
"It seems you already know about the old man's identity. However, it was your mentor Hell Swordsman·Azure Abyss who told you this, right?" Elder Villager stated sternly.
Caught off guard, Yi Tianchen nodded slightly but was also somewhat astonished.
"This matter is indeed an ancient tale of racial entanglement!" sighed Elder Villager, looking at the bewildered expression on Yi Tianchen's face. "Young man, do you know who fearlessly charged to the forefront when the Otherworldly Race invaded the Dreamland Continent a thousand years ago?"
"I don't know!"
Yi Tianchen shook his head. Although he said that, an incredible thought involuntarily emerged in his mind. At this moment, the Elder Villager's question was related to his mentor, Hell Swordsman Azure Abyss, which implied it must be connected to the Undead.
The Elder Villager gazed at the sky, lost in thought for a moment before saying, "It is the Undead!"
Yi Tianchen was taken aback. Even though he had anticipated this, hearing the Elder Villager say it out loud still left him momentarily speechless. In the background lore of the game, the Undead were the culprits behind the Holy War. Who would have thought that this "culprit" was at the forefront of resisting the invasion of the Otherworldly Race?
"What a pity! The Undead Clan fought valiantly but received no rewards for their bloodshed. On the contrary, they nearly faced extermination!" The Elder Villager hunched over and continued, "After the Holy War, the Undead Clan suffered heavy losses, and humanity took advantage of this to persuade both the dwarves and elves to join forces against them."
"Join forces against them?"
Yi Tianchen smiled bitterly. The so-called Holy War concealed too many unknowns. However, when his mentor Hell Swordsman Azure Abyss mentioned the Elder Villager, there had been no hint of animosity in his tone, which seemed inconsistent with the past alliance against them.
"The Undead Clan was completely defeated, and their capital, Bloodshadow City, suffered devastating destruction. From then on, the entire Blood Phantom Empire fell apart. At that time, news of humanity forging Divine Weapons spread like wildfire, leading to the emergence of Dragon's Roar and Shattered Dream..."
At this point, the Elder Villager let out a long sigh. His eyes became cloudy as if he had aged decades in an instant. After a long pause, he trembled as he spoke again: "Later on... both the dwarves and elves followed in the footsteps of the Undead. Humanity occupied the entire continent!"
Yi Tianchen stood there speechless, feeling nothing but shock! An unbelievable shock!
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