Chapter 67: Encountering the Deceptive Old Man Again


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    In the simtion, it seemed like just simple words: “heavy casualties”, “suicide attack”, pletelypromised”…


    Just two or three adjectives casually listed the deaths of hundreds of Beast Masters in the Clean Base.


    If he just looked at the text, Vincent Wolf wouldn’t feel anything.


    He considered himself not very emotional, and even thought he was a bit indifferent.


    Thousands of people die in the world every day, and hundreds of thousands more.


    What does someone else’s life or death have to do with him?


    If he cared about so much, he’d have no time for anything else and would end up as a sorrowful priest.


    Or he could be a monk who has a scheme.


    But when Vincent Wolf actually obtained the cruel memory of the simtion, he knew he could not stay out of it.


    It was a strong empathy when Vincent Wolf saw his fellow beings being ruthlessly ughtered, with pity, fear, and anger tearing at his soul.


    He unconsciously put himself in the shoes of the victims, imagining himself in that situation, with the despair and hope for life, craving deep down for theing of a savior, until his consciousness disappeared into the endless void.


    Vincent Wolf never thought he was the savior material, nor did he want to take on the trouble. He just wanted to see more unknown pet beasts and more unknown worlds.


    But Vincent Wolf had dreams, and so did the people of Clean Base. Their dreams might be just to have their children go to a good university or find themselves a beautiful wife.


    But on the day the demon beasts attacked, their dreams would all be the same.


    That is— to survive!


    “I guess I am kind-hearted, so I see that we are all from the same city, I will help reluctantly.”


    Although his tone was a bit frivolous, Vincent Wolf’s eyes were firm and confident.


    He then began to analyze the current predicament of the Clean Base.


    “In twelve days, we will be attacked by Monarch-level demonic beasts, Evil Beast Masters, and arge number of other demon beasts.”


    “But we can’t solely rely on the twelve-day timeline. If my actions inadvertently trigger the butterfly effect, it could very well be brought forward or dyed.”


    “If I’m not aware of this, and the attack time changes, I’ll be caught off guard.”


    “In addition, this simtion also confirms that this attack was premeditated by the demon beasts. They must have made a lot of preparations.”


    “In the simtion on the thirteenth day, the number of Monarch-level demonic beasts increased from one to two. The original Grandmaster Beast Master who fought did not return. We may as well assume that he has been sacrificed, most likely killed in an ambush.”


    Many thoughts flickered and collided in Vincent Wolf’s mind, and he had a faint feeling that he touched on something, but when he wanted to grasp it, it suddenly disappeared.


    This made Vincent Wolf a bit irritable, but he knew that things couldn’t be solved all at once.


    There are still twelve days left, enough for him to raise his strength to a higher level, and strength is the foundation of everything.


    If he had strength, Vincent Wolf could just charge straight ahead without having to think about all this.


    “I have to n the use of the simtion.” Vincent Wolf thought.


    “The Death Demonic Domain is a high level, but it’s not safe. I’d always die early, which is not as good as the Water Mysterious Realm.”


    “And the Death Demonic Domain not only consumes a lot of physical strength but also cannot increase Entry Rarity. At least with my current physical strength, I haven’t reached the level of increasing rarity.”


    “Why not make the first time every day for the Water Mysterious Realm and increase the Entry Rarity to speed up my strength growth.”


    “Thene to the Death Demonic Domain simtion again after school in the afternoon, and make corresponding arrangements ording to the situation in the simtion.”


    With a n for the future, Vincent Wolf got up. He didn’t want to go home now; he wanted to take a walk around the Clean Base.


    “In this simtion, it mentioned that on the sixth day, I saw a Beast Master carrying the Power of Death. That should be the Evil Beast Master who appeared at the end.”


    “It’s a pity that those merchants stirred things up, or else I could have found some clues.”


    “Now that I am human, I won’t be involved in anything for no reason. Maybe I can still find traces of the Evil Beast Master.”


    So Vincent Wolf started wandering around the Clean Base all over the ce.


    He wandered around for an hour but didn’t see any Evil Beast Master. Instead, he saw an unexpected person.


    “Hey, old man, what a coincidence! Are you here to scam people again?” Vincent Wolf enthusiastically greeted the stall owner who had cheated him yesterday.


    “Look, a flying dragon!” The old man pointed to the sky with a shocked expression.


    “Outdated trick, old guy.” Vincent Wolf was not fooled by such a simple trick.”


    “Ahem, young man, I was wrong yesterday, but my family has a 40-year-old young woman and an 18 -year-old innocent girl. I’m too old for anything but this desperate move!” The old man said with a sad face.


    “Oh? Tell me more about the young woman.” Vincent Wolf perked up. The old man was at a loss for a moment, then thought up a story: “It was a dark and windy night…”


    Although Vincent Wolf wanted the old man to continue, he saw a person who had left a deep impression on him.


    That person was the one who always tried to capture him for exhibition in every simtion.


    He was short and thin, with a pointy nose, a pair of small eyes swirling around, trying to find a way to make a fortune in this fake market.


    When Vincent Wolf saw him, he suddenly felt a surge of anger inside and wanted to go straight over to settle the score with him.


    But he saw the old man who was telling his story with emotion, and an idea immediately came to mind.


    Vincent Wolf walked up and put his arm around the old man’s shoulder.


    “Old man, no, stall owner grandpa, how about it? Are you interested in helping me butcher someone and split the profit half and half?”


    Hearing this, the old man immediately shook his head, thinking Vincent Wolf was fishing.”


    “No, no, no, I’ve repented, washed my hands of it, and reformed.”


    Vincent Wolf grinned wickedly, took out his phone and yed the audio he surreptitiously recorded yesterday afternoon.


    As the old man listened to the audio Vincent Wolf had secretly recorded, his face turned green.


    What kind of person is this?!


    How is he even better at this than an old swindler who’s been doing it for years?!


    Now he’s really in trouble!


    “Old man, you don’t want me to hand this recording to the Clean Base Market Management Department, do you?” Vincent Wolf patted the old man on the shoulder.


    “Okay! I, the old man, will cheat onest time. After that, I’ll really wash my hands and then go home to get married!”


    “The old man gritted his teeth in agreement.


    “Huh? How old are you and you still want to get married again?” Vincent Wolf asked incredulously.


    “Old in body but young at heart, short in ambition only because my member isn’t!” The old man said proudly.


    “I admire!” Vincent Wolf gave a heartfelt thumbs up.


    “How shall we cheat?” The old man sidled up to Vincent Wolf and asked.


    “Look what this is!”


    Vincent Wolf pulled out the “jade” gourd that the old man had given him yesterday from his pocket, and started chuckling..