CHAPTER 419: CHAPTER 176: OLD ANTIQUE, KILL OVER (5K)_2

This guy is so damn arrogant. Back in those days, if he’d still been around, he would’ve been the first target to get hammered for sure.

So I guess, before all this, this guy already got hammered and wiped out, and it’s only now that he’s come back to life.

Too bad I can’t send any news back.

Wen Yan lifted his head and looked at those people, calculated the time, and sensed the yang energy in their bodies. It was about time.

"Here’s a tip for you: If you want to earn some merits, if you want to get something out of this, when you go back, report what I told you to the Imperial Court.

Of course, I also want to know who exactly that guy who messed with me is.

He should’ve been active sometime from 1900 to 600 years ago, loves eating humans.

Loves showing off that he’s eaten Taoists and still didn’t get killed.

Can possess bodies, can even possess ghosts.

Supposedly can control and move whole mountain ranges too.

Whoever can find this out for me, I’ll pay you back."

As Wen Yan finished, the two lines of text hidden above his head started to unfurl, like a tangled ball of yarn slowly spreading out.

The players saw those lines of text.

They were a bit shocked, exchanging glances with each other.

This game that was all danger and barely any content finally had an NPC that could give out quests!

And judging by the description, it’s even an NPC who can restore yang energy!

Here, yang energy is basically their stamina. Right now, they can only play for a little while each day; once their stamina runs out, they’re forced offline and can’t do anything.

They looked at each other; finally, they’d run into some proper faction conflict.

As players, they didn’t give a crap about factions; they just cared about which side gave better rewards, which side was more fun, or who looked cooler.

Clearly, running into Wen Yan was the only practical, super valuable opportunity they’d found so far.

In normal games, you might have to swipe your card or grind like crazy just to recover stamina. Here, you just do a quest—even one you can finish once you’re back home. Too easy.

So they waited here, and as their stamina ran out, one by one the players turned into little rays of light, shooting into the sky and vanishing.

Until there was only one guy left, with everyone else gone, still standing in the same spot.

Wen Yan couldn’t help laughing.

"Didn’t expect there really would be one."

The other guy laughed too.

"You’re really cautious. Too bad though, I’ve already locked onto this position. It doesn’t matter anymore; I’ll be there soon, so you just..."

Next moment, with a squelch, a fiercely burning incense stick was shoved into his mouth, igniting him from the inside.

The guy burst into flames, howling furiously as he charged straight at Wen Yan.

Twice now! Twice he didn’t even get to finish his sentence before Wen Yan went straight for the kill!

With another squelch, two more incense-stick arrows flew out, hitting him in the chest, completely igniting the flames and reducing him to ashes in the fire.

Wen Yan sat in his chair, looking up at the sky. Still no one coming? Wonder how their preparations are going on the other side.

...

In the weapons division of the Nanwu County Scorching Sun Department, a group of people were working overtime to test and research.

Some were working on gun modifications, some on melee weapons, and there were even Taoists around.

Feng Yao walked in and frowned at the mess everywhere.

"Don’t worry about the cost. It needs to be durable, it needs to pack a punch. As for accuracy, don’t sweat it—trust me, I know that guy’s skills. Even with a high-end sniper, if it’s a bit far, he still probably couldn’t hit anyone. Just be practical."

The guys working on the incense candle crossbow all looked up at Feng Yao and finally let out a sigh of relief.

"You should have said earlier. Big firepower is easy..."

And then they dragged out a crate.

"We put lamp oil from an Everbright Lamp on the candle, reinforced it with extra stuff. Kind of hard to light, but it’s tough as hell, and it even forms its own crossbow limb. You could call it a candle with a straight face.

The fine brush is custom-made, hand-crafted by a master. Rabbit hair at the tip, really writes well and is super comfortable in the hand.

The scripture scrolls have clasps on both sides, high-elasticity, extra-strong material. The tiny scripture writing is done by a legit Taoist priest—no way there’s a problem with that.

The incense sticks are the hardened version, the outside tube is just there to keep the sticks from breaking and makes them easier to transport. That okay with you?

No, those aren’t crossbow arrowheads—they’re just the tube caps, part of the packaging, don’t get it twisted.

As for the crossbow machine, nothing much to say—easily the strongest part here. Sadly, the other components limit it, so overall you get maybe two hundred kilograms of power at best.

Effective range is barely over a hundred meters. Again, limited by the other materials, the accuracy is pretty crap.

This is one of our rejects, but it definitely packs the biggest punch here."

Feng Yao looked at the pile of parts, his face scrunched up like he’d eaten a lemon.

"It takes two of you to lift this? How damn heavy is it? Is this really a crossbow?"

"How is this not a crossbow! Look at it! Of course it’s a crossbow! It only weighs a bit over forty kilos total—seriously, is that that heavy for a martial artist?"

The weapons researchers acted like they’d been insulted. It was all they could do not to grab the crossbow and demonstrate it on Feng Yao right there.

Feng Yao took two steps back, looking a bit helpless.

"I mean, this thing’s like a burial object. Who even gets buried with crossbows this size? You can’t expect it to break after just one or two shots, can you?"

This time, the weapons guys looked a bit uncertain too. True, if you can’t get it there, it’s all useless anyway.

"Wanna try it out first?"

Feng Yao wheeled the cart away, parts and all.

When Cai Qidong saw the pile of parts, he was completely speechless.