Chapter 421
Chapter 421
Chapter 421: 421In the remote suburbs of Qingshui County, several players aimlessly wandered about before finally stopping at a forest at the base of a small hill.
"This is the place," Liao Yunhuai gently kicked a tree trunk and then gave his companions a knowing look. Yun Yao, observing the barren wilderness devoid of human presence, furrowed her brows:
"Are you sure? Are there really monsters in this godforsaken place?"
"Absolutely. Didn’t we encounter some just before? Don’t you trust my intelligence-gathering skills? The game’s monsters are algorithm-driven; as long as we
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"♪~~" Feng Xue hummed a tune, his fingers lightly smoothing out the wood’s rough edges. Rubbing his palm back and forth a few times left the wood’s surface as smooth as a mirror, as if waxed.
Although Feng Xue wasn’t very fond of martial arts like One Yang Finger, combined with Mystical Lord’s Cleverly Crafted Power, it was perfect for carpentry.
As he pondered when his dutiful disciple, who kept dreaming of making him burst Gold Coins, would return, he saw a girl carrying what looked like a coffin board approaching gracefully.
But before Feng Xue could even open his mouth to tease her as usual, he saw his frugal disciple staring at him with an incredulous look, pointing at the object in his hand,
"What on earth did you make this for?"
"Ah, you’re talking about this?" Feng Xue lifted the unstrung guitar in his hands, his lips curving upwards,
"An interesting fellow mentioned it to me. He said it’s a Western Country biwa that can be played while moving. It sounded simple enough, so I tried making one. It seems pretty good, doesn’t it? I’ll just fit some strings and give it a try. If it works well, I might even use it as a melee weapon."
"It must have been that Five Kills!" thought Yun Yao, grinding her teeth, while Feng Xue secretly chuckled, acting as if a player had tipped him off, as he finely crafted the wood guitar. He even pretentiously took out a sheet of paper with a guitar design on it for a few glances.
Seeing this, Yun Yao became a bit anxious and couldn’t persuade her cheap Master to give up on making the guitar. While fuming inside, she heard Feng Xue suddenly say,
"Don’t just stand there, start today’s training. You still can’t control it precisely even after so long. Really, playing an instrument and you end up freezing your allies; don’t go out telling people you’re my disciple. It’s embarrassing!"
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