Chapter 285
But this discovery didn’t make her unhappy; instead, it brought her a sense of relief.
The core skill of the thief named "Scorpion Stele" was called "No One Can Stop Me." Every theft was guaranteed to succeed, allowing the thief to steal attributes, equipment, items, and secrets, but each being could only be stolen from three times.
When she finally broke free from the Scorpion Stele, it still had 80% of its health left, indicating it had already made two attempts—this was also why she could use "Reversal Moment" on it.
As long as it hadn’t stolen her secret, she was fine. Today, while making a fortune in the Tuntun Forest, she had stolen quite a few attributes. Attributes were something she had in abundance, and the "Fate Coin" wasn’t a particularly important artifact.
What surprised her was that the evolution path of "Thief God" didn’t necessarily lead to "One-Person Party"; each skill had its own merits.
"One-Person Party" and "God Can Steal Too" each had their unique advantages, but the skills of "One-Person Party" were more in line with her personality and preferences. If she had to choose, she would unhesitatingly pick "One-Person Party."
But why did "God Can Steal Too" and "One-Person Party" appear one after the other near the Miyaas Nest?
She never believed in coincidences. What was really going on?
Did Miyaas go to Blue Star to escape the Scorpion Stele? But Miyaas was at a much higher level than the Scorpion Stele…
Was the Scorpion Stele’s SS-level divine talent awakened at SS-level, or did it evolve through some method as well?
There was an even more critical question: with such a powerful skill, why didn’t Heifei use it to exchange for attributes? This question weighed heavily on her heart, making her feel anxious and restless, almost overshadowing the excitement brought by her attribute surge.
She felt an almost overwhelming urge to return to the Poison Swamp and switch her attributes back…
With a mind full of questions, Yu Xunge disguised herself as Feng Lian and headed to Hufflepuff’s alchemy shop. She wanted to ask if there was a way to shorten the potion-making time. The effect of her previous "Spring Never Late" would end on January 10, and she had to go to the World Battlefield on the 15th—she was just one day short.
As she passed by the herb shop next to the alchemy shop, she heard Lucia’s voice.
—“Little Maki, is that you? Even though I’ve only taught you for less than half an hour and can’t really call myself your teacher, I’m genuinely proud of you.”
Yu Xunge: ?
She quickened her pace and jogged over, peering into the alchemy shop. There she saw Lucia squatting down, hands on Little Maki’s shoulders, looking her in the eye. Little Maki’s pale face was flushed, as if she were coming back to life.
Yu Xunge clutched her heart and took a step back, feeling her heart shatter.
The words Lucia had said when she crafted "Melt Time" echoed in her mind.
—“...Even though I’ve only taught you a few classes and can’t really call myself your teacher, I’m proud of you.”
Looking further inside, she caught a glimpse of Hufflepuff rolling his eyes dramatically while stirring a potion.
What does this mean? What does this mean!
Lucia, how many people have you said this to!
Tu Lan whispered, “I remember you told me that day when you got home that Lucia’s emotional intelligence is a hundred times higher than Hufflepuff’s?”
Tu Lan’s words didn’t escape the ears of the three undead in the room. Lucia, Hufflepuff, and Little Maki all turned to look at her. Lucia showed no sign of embarrassment, but Hufflepuff—she actually smiled!
That smile looked like a seasoned veteran mocking a naive fool: Ha, here’s another one who’s been charmed by Lucia and lost their way.
Lucia waved at Yu Xunge without missing a beat: “Come here. Even though you change your appearance every time, I’ve only taught a few geniuses, and I can recognize you and Hufflepuff no matter how you look.”
The last person who was this good at serving tea was Feng Tang. No, strictly speaking, what Lucia did wasn’t serving tea; Feng Tang at least customized her lines. Lucia was just a template, using the same lines everywhere—one could only say that Zelan’s top preschool teacher was none other than Lucia.
As Yu Xunge walked toward Lucia, she discreetly kept an eye on Hufflepuff, who had just smoothed out her previously crooked smile… only for it to curl back up again—smooth out…
She couldn’t hold it in; it was impossible to suppress.
Hufflepuff, you’re so easy to please!
Lucia decided to hold another class with Little Maki and Yu Xunge to pass the time.
Despite the vast difference in skill levels between Yu Xunge and Little Maki, the content she taught was captivating for both. Little Maki gained knowledge, while Yu Xunge found inspiration. Even Tu Lan listened intently, finding it all very interesting.
This was an extraordinary teaching ability.
She also taught Yu Xunge several methods to shorten potion-making time. Although these methods would affect the final product’s quality, sometimes alchemists had to sacrifice effectiveness for the sake of time.
Dinner was prepared by Yu Xunge. To thank Lucia, she even closed the kitchen door and used "Century-Old Brand" and "Mischief Kitchen" to start cooking. She had Tu Lan create chaos, determined to put on the best show for her two teachers.
—“This is a century-old brand!”
Inside the shop, Lucia paused her movements with the moon sand, her expression complex as she asked Little Maki, “Does she not know that the soundproofing magic on the kitchen door has been broken for ages?”
Little Maki shook her head: “She doesn’t use it often, and I haven’t had the chance to tell her.”
Hufflepuff: “Pfft…”
Lucia: “…”
**Chapter 370: Tu Lan: Killing One Toxic Fan Every Day**
After leaving the alchemy shop, Yu Xunge went to gather the materials Lucia had mentioned.
Even if the time for "Spring Never Late" to lift the bloodline shackles was shortened to two-thirds of the original, it would still be enough. As long as she could get through those five days of downtime, she could make a few more when she returned from the World Battlefield, ensuring she wouldn’t run out in the future.
The only regret was that, according to the countdown for the irritable moon’s upgrade, she might not make it to this World Battlefield. She wondered how the time difference was calculated—was it based on midnight in her home world, or the time in the world she was currently in?
But regardless of whether it was Zelan or Blue Star, there were time differences between regions.
Facing a completely unfamiliar battlefield, Yu Xunge felt a rare sense of tension.
She woke up every day at 4 AM to grind levels, spent her mornings in the study crafting "Spring Never Late," "Gold Medal Killer," and "Melt Time," while also trying to make a few potions she bought from Lucia.
In the afternoons, she would go to Zelan to stock up on attributes, gold coins, secrets, and equipment. Every day before heading out, she would draw lots to decide which of Zelan’s 35 main cities to wreak havoc in.
Tu Lan was playing dumb to the point of almost being brain-dead, so she simply set off back to Dragon Island to bind her "Happy New Year" and show off… no, report that she was going to the World Battlefield with Yu Xunge.
Huh? Did she mention it in the Dragon Tooth call? No matter, she’d show off again.
With a few more legions being formed, the Lone Wolf group would occasionally buzz with activity. After all this time, a few more people had joined, and every new member was decided by a vote among the group. Now, the information in this group had been encrypted by one member using a divine talent skill.
Most of these people had outstanding divine talents, and coupled with their appreciation for their abilities and hard work, there were no slackers in this group. Most would receive invitations from various factions.
When she picked up her phone to check if there were any new developments in the family group, she found someone had @ her in the Lone Wolf group, asking if she had any good suggestions and whether she recommended collaborating with Dinghai.
This collaboration clearly wasn’t about establishing a friendly relationship like a training camp; it was about deeper cooperation. The fact that she sold potion recipes and legion orders to Dinghai wasn’t a secret; players who were well-informed and capable already knew.
Yu Xunge didn’t like giving advice. Everyone had different thoughts and perspectives, and her approach was simply the one that suited her personality best.
Moreover, she had maintained a friendly relationship with Dinghai, which might also be related to her using the Food God skill to transfer negative emotions. But she couldn’t be 100% sure.
From the fact that her malicious detector occasionally activated, it was clear that when it came to extremely critical interests, the greed that triggered malice couldn’t be transferred. Greed was the source of progress, a strange passion that pushed people to break through their limits; sometimes, it could overpower all reason and irrationality.
After scrolling through the messages, she saw several people asking her. After some thought, she decided to reply in the group.
**"Even in the Apocalypse, I’ll Stick to Single Player"** (31 members)
**Yu Xunge**: “It depends on what you want most: freedom, face, or profit. My choice is profit. My collaboration with Dinghai isn’t about who benefits more; we both get what we want.”
**Yu Xunge**: “So far, my collaboration with Dinghai has been going well, but I won’t vouch for it.”
Since these people came to ask her, they were likely already tempted. They wanted Dinghai’s protection but were also worried about being sent on tasks they didn’t want to do. They just needed a little push.
But Yu Xunge didn’t want to be that push. She couldn’t be sure that her interests with Dinghai would always align.
However, many in this group were friends from her past life who had escaped together, so she still expressed her feelings honestly. When she saw that the group members didn’t press her for an answer anymore, she put down her phone to help Tu Lan with the deliveries.
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