CHAPTER 27: A SPELL CASTER’S SPECIAL CIRCUMSTANCES

After those players bought plants from Little Baozi and successfully persuaded their natives to stay, a competition started.

Since there was a function where players could take photos of items and sceneries, pictures after pictures were uploaded with players showing off their natives in the Global Chat, and it arouses a lot of envy within those who didn’t have a native or were too late to purchase the edible plants from Little Baozi.

Although Li Chunhua had a lot of stock, she was still unable to supply all the players’ demands, and thus, the rest could only bite their shirts in tears, staring at the photos the players posted in the global chat.

What’s more hateful is that there are others who love to rub salt on other people’s wounds.

Just like these guys...

[Fast and the Curious]: My new elder brother shared with me some of his life stories. He said he was the best hunter in their town, and every time he comes back, he will bring so many prey. Additionally, he promised me that I wouldn’t lack meat in the future!

Pui! Aren’t you the one shouting short beef ribs in the chat before? If your native can hunt, why bother asking for meat? What a hypocrite!

Then there’s another one.

[#8950]: My new brother just said that he’s the best farmer in their village, and every peaches and fruits he grows will have 300% yields and will have a temporary boost effect on random stats! It won’t be long before I’m going to be fruit-independent. He he.

What lies! If your monkey can grow so many yields, then why ask for a peach in the Global Chat? That’s clearly a quack!

The Global was full of these statements, making some grit their teeth, but they were still bearable until this guy showed up.

[Poorer than the poorest]: Guys, I think I’m in love. (Insert kiss mark on the cheek jpeg)

In the photo, most of the player’s face was blurred except for his left cheek, which had an obvious red mark resembling a woman’s lips, which made almost all the players’ eyes straighten. They already guessed it was from his native, a female Druid.

If the previous arrogant statements could only make one blood’s boil, then this one made some vomit blood, especially those from the Single Dog Association.

’Poorer than the Poorest’ was immediately bombed by messages asking his whereabouts because of his deeds of feeding a lot of people with dog food.

With the edible plant booming business going on, Li Chunhua accumulated a lot of supplies, relieving most of her worries. Now, all she needs are metal blocks, but no player has come forward to exchange their dagger, which is quite understandable given that it is the only weapon available at the moment.

It looks like she won’t be able to construct her territory buildings today and will need to wait for tomorrow.

Sigh.

But on the bright side, the three of them could have a good meal tonight.

Burp-

"Master, what is this stuff? It’s so good—sweet and bubbly—and there are little pearls that explode in my mouth!" Little Mantou caressed the can of Happy Fat Water on his arms before taking another chug and letting out another burp in extreme happiness.

This is even better than the wine made from lotus dews his mother would store in her cave.

Burp-

Siri hurriedly covered his mouth, embarrassed by his manners. His reaction towards the taste of the Happy Fat Water was much milder than Little Mantou’s, but one could still detect the happiness on his striking face, which was not less than that of the little fox. "Master, have you got more of this?" He asked after finishing the can in his hand.

He turned the can upside down, but there was not a drop left. How come each can only hold a small amount? In just a few seconds, it was gone. This drink should have a large container version because it would sell well.

A foodie would always like it when others praised the food she liked.

Li Chunhua was no different. She smiled before replying while her eyes traveled to the table, where she placed more than a dozen bottles of happy fat water. "You can..."

The rest of the words were stuck in her throat when she looked at the table, where more than a dozen cans were already empty. Some were crushed and rolled to the floor.

(⁠･⁠o⁠･⁠;⁠)

Eh?

Two minutes have barely passed by, but these guys finished more than a dozen cans?

Two pairs of piercing and eager gazes were cast at her. Li Chunhua slowly raised her head, only to see the elf and the little fox look at her with passionate stares.

"Master, can we get some more?" They both asked simultaneously.

Li Chunhua looked at the units of Happy Fat Water [345] before agreeing. Thank goodness, there are plenty more.

Hold on!

She remembered from the original host’s memory that the Happy Fat Water would even taste better when added with ice.

Therefore, two pairs of eager eyes look at Siri, who has the most extensive knowledge about spells among them three. The little fox mostly learns about speed and illusion-type spells to aid him in escaping and sneaking out, while Li Chunhua only knows five basic element dharma spells.

Regarding spell casting, Siri wanted to refuse because he seldom uses it despite having six-element affinity but it was his Master’s request, he still complied.

One had to know an elf would have an innate elemental affinity once born. Every newborn has one. Some lucky ones would have two.

The number of spell casters who had three affinities in their kingdom could only be counted by one hand, so one could tell just based on these statistics alone how extremely rare it is for someone as Siri with six-element affinity to exist.

A spellcaster with six affinities would be revered and grow into a fearsome existence that would allow him to ascend to the higher realms, but Siri had a flaw—a very major one.

Outside the thatched cottage, on the vacant lot a few meters from the stone platform, three figures stood. Siri was in front, and both Li Chunhua and Mantou were behind him, watching him chant a spell with a serious expression.

"Ah, Brother Siri, why are we outside? I only asked for ice cubes. Three are enough." Li Chunhua was holding a can of happy fat water while wondering why the elf chose to go outside.

Little Mantou also tilted his head, but as the elf’s number one fan. He would not question the elf’s decision but support it. "Master, just watch, Sir Elf will make the most beautiful crystal ice cube you have ever seen."

"But I don’t need a fancy icecube. Brother Siri would waste mana. I’m alright, even if it’s uneven and small."

Siri, listening to their conversation, was crying inside.

I’m really making an ice cube!

Suddenly, Siri raised his arm and spread his fingers, aiming his palm in the direction of the front fences.

He chanted some incoherent words in their elven language. The golden strands of his hair slowly floated, harnessing by invisible wind. Tiny sparks appeared a few inches from his palm, inscribed unfamiliar characters in the air, forming one magic circle, then another until it was four.

In just moments, fierce wind surged from all directions, gathering around the elf, flapping their clothes and their hair in a chaotic mess.

The surrounding trees that had yet to be uprooted outside were visibly swaying along the wind’s trajectory, and some branches broke and leaves twirled in the air, forming a small tornado composed of rocks, pebbles, and dust, hitting the territory barrier.

The roof of the thatched cottage also showed signs of being uprooted.

"Brother Siri, I don’t want ice cubes anymore!" Li Chunhua shouted, feeling that a large amount of unknown energy gathered on that glowing circular thing was tantamount to a body-forging realm cultivator’s whole strength. If Brother Siri unleashes that, then the territory will suffer some damage.

Little Mantou was currently digging his claws in the barren lawn to keep himself from getting carried away by the wind.

Sh*t! What’s gotten to Sir Elf’s head when he chose a 4th-ring spell to make ice cubes? Sir Elf is insane!

Both Li Chunhua and Little Mantou shouted again. "We don’t want ice cubes anymore. Original taste is better!"

Siri cried but still activated the spell. He knew what they’re worried about but he’s really making an ice cube!

(A/N: Spellcaster is a high-tier profession that requires luck. It has high damage with little mana consumption but is dubbed as a ’gambling’ class among High-level Species. Siri was a mismatched for it but because of his background and affinity, he wasn’t allowed to change class.)

The four-layer blue magic circle rotated and pressed together. A blinding blue light erupted, engulfing Siri as he shouted, "4th-ring Magic Spell: Arcane Blizzard".

A blizzard?

Li Chunhua sensed the danger and instantly ran to pull Siri and the little fox close to her. She created a barrier out of her qi essences to protect them.

The air vibrated, and the temperature dropped to subzero. Li Chunhua raised her output of qi to strengthen the barrier, but the surrounding area returned to calm just a split second later. The glaring light vanished, and the fierce winds turned to a gentle breeze, making her dumbfounded.

Ah? Where’s the blizzard?

Siri with a pale face, half-reclining on the ground just next to Li Chunhua, raised his hand, revealing a deformed ball made of ice sized a half-foot in diameter, before he squeezed a question in between his bated breaths. "Who wants ice cubes?"

Li Chunhua and Little Mantou blinked and looked at each other before tacitly agreeing not to ask for ice cubes again.

That was terrifying.

"Brother Siri what was that?" Li Chunhua’s heart was still pounding erratically in her chest.

Siri stiffened before replying, "Spell Casting requires luck but I have horrible luck."

That doesn’t sound so bad.

The two were about to uplift his mood but when the Elf showed them his luck stats...

[-100 (Cap)]

They both quietened down.

(⁠ʘ⁠ᗩ⁠ʘ⁠’⁠) (⁠ʘ⁠ᗩ⁠ʘ⁠’⁠)

-100?!

And it’s still Cap! Which means it will increase every time he levels up.

(⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠෴⁠ ⁠༎ຶ⁠) (⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠෴⁠ ⁠༎ຶ⁠)

Both of their hearts ached for the Elf.