Well, since he had only just transformed into a new race, it made sense that the monster core forming inside him was only E-grade.
But according to the previous equivalence theory, once Huang Xingming became a member of the Lesser Demon race, would his threat level to the world of Kalim start being calculated?
...
She couldn't figure it out. Lan Qingyou was completely baffled.
Judging by the Dark Demons, she wondered if the Lesser Demon race would eventually evolve into mindless monsters like them—nothing more than guard dogs.
Forget it. It wasn't her problem. As long as they weren't unkillable, they weren't a threat to her.
“Clan Leader, are you all right?”
Susie finally found a chance to approach. There was no helping it; the two of them had been in the middle of a one-sided “battle” earlier, and she hadn't been able to find a suitable moment to step in.
“Oh, Susie. Are you okay?”
Looking at Lan Qingyou, who was waving and smiling at her, Susie didn't know what to say.
After a long pause, she finally managed to get a sentence out.
“This must be the Clan Leader's first time killing someone.”
“...”
Lan Qingyou gave Susie a look of utter, squint-eyed confusion, like an old man trying to read a phone screen.
“Listen to you. It's not like I'm some homicidal maniac.”
“Oh, sorry. I didn't make myself clear. I meant that based on your actions, you don't seem to do this sort of thing very often.”
As she spoke, Susie produced several thin cards in her hand.
On the back of the cards was a logo: a circle containing a goddess's profile, surrounded by four arrows. This was the emblem of the Adventurers' Guild.
“These are... Adventurer Identity Cards?”
Although she had never seen these specific cards before, Lan Qingyou was very familiar with the logo. After all, it was something the Magician and the others had collectively decided on in the group chat.
The four arrows represented the cardinal directions—North, South, East, and West—signifying adventure in all directions.
“Yes,” Susie nodded. “People from the Adventurers' Guild will pick these things up whenever they see them.”
Identity Cards.
Originally, they were intended to be a way for adventurers to stay in touch and to facilitate the posting of tasks.
However, after Chu Yuan, representing the Supreme Council, discussed it with the Magician, the identity cards became a universal form of identification for all professions.
The only difference was that each profession had its own unique pattern and logo, and all of them were issued on behalf of the Adventurers' Guild.
While the cost of the Adventurer cards was borne by the individuals themselves, the rest were paid for by the Supreme Council.
Since they had ordered quite a few machines from Chariot, the Magician, the High Priestess, and the Wheel of Fortune had each achieved mass production in their respective processes.
This further solidified their authority.
Indeed, thanks to those announcements and subsequent operations, most people on the continent now recognized this governing body.
After all, those with dissenting opinions were in the minority; most people were indifferent to such matters.
As long as someone was providing them with benefits, they were content to let them stay in charge for now.
“Oh, those guys' cards. What's the point of picking them up?” Lan Qingyou asked curiously.
It was just an identity card. What was the big deal?
“For other professions, there isn't much to it. But the Adventurer cards are a bit different.”
“How so?”
“Watch.”
Susie took out a card. Under Lan Qingyou's curious gaze, she channeled mana into her hand and suddenly tore the card in half.
Pop!
As the card shattered, a pile of items suddenly burst out of it.
It was even more spectacular than the loot explosion from a boss in some cheap 'one-hit-999' mobile game.
“Is that... the stuff stored inside the card?”
Though it was her first time seeing it, it wasn't hard to guess. After all, the magic desks would also drop their stored contents once the activated host died.
It was just that she had never seen it happen so directly.
“Yes. Unlike other professions, an Adventurer's Identity Card can be destroyed like this.”
“You just need to concentrate mana in your hand.”
“And as you can see, once the Identity Card is destroyed, all the supplies the owner had stored inside the card will drop out.”
As the branch leader of the Adventurers' Guild in the Golden Plains, Susie gave Lan Qingyou a brief explanation.
“Hmm... I see.”
Lan Qingyou nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Susie.
“This is basically an open invitation to start killing each other.”
Exactly.
If killing someone meant you could get their equipment, materials, and everything else, there would surely be people willing to take desperate risks.
The Magician, the High Priestess, the Wheel of Fortune, and Justice had never mentioned this in the group chat.
She had almost missed out on the chance to get some loot.
Not that Lan Qingyou was short on money, but who wouldn't love looting bodies and getting drops?
“Survival of the fittest is the adventurer’s creed. If you're afraid of being robbed, don't become an adventurer. You can just join another profession and get their Identity Card instead. It's a mechanism designed to encourage everyone to get stronger.”
Susie saw nothing wrong with the arrangements made by the Adventurers' Guild and the upper echelons of the Supreme Council.
That was just how the world worked.
You had to keep making yourself stronger to avoid being robbed, or you had to band together.
That was the intention of the Adventurers' Guild and the Supreme Council.
Lan Qingyou had nothing to say to that, because that was just 'life'.
It was the law of the jungle—a natural law that existed even on the Blue Star.
Or rather, this world, the magic, and these supernatural elements simply magnified the things that already existed on the Blue Star to an infinite degree.
“In that case, let me see what I've got.”
With that, Lan Qingyou joined in.
After all, she was the one who had killed them. How could she not participate in something as fun as opening blind boxes?
After a quick search, she pulled a card from Huang Xingming's pocket and tore it apart, just as Susie had done.
Clatter—
A pile of items tumbled out.
Lan Qingyou looked through them and found nothing particularly good. It made sense; they had been suppressed so heavily by Susie and her people that it was only natural they didn't have much saved up.
In this regard, the Huang father and son might not even be as wealthy as the itinerant traders who were external personnel of Formation 505.
“They're really broke...”
Lan Qingyou sighed inwardly. She curled her lip and was about to leave.
But just as she turned her head, she spotted something translucent out of the corner of her eye.
It was a vial-like object.
【Ice Dew Wine Bottle (C)】
【Effect: Can be used for the long-term storage of liquids.】
【Description: A wine bottle made from High Mountain Ice. Not only can it preserve wine and water for a long time without quality degradation, but it also provides a natural chilling effect.】
【Recipe: Century-old Ice, Cold-resistant Iron, Soft Arbor...】
Rate on N.U.
