Chapter 27: The Whisperer
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The post was titled: “Warning! Dark Elf Squad!”
The moment he opened it, several pictures of monsters appeared, along with their attributes.
Their slender builds and pointed ears revealed their identity: dark elves.
The dark elf squad encountered by Papaya Star Spirit had nearly the same composition as the one Han Xing had encountered.
In the post, Papaya Star Spirit emphasized the dark elves’ formidable strength and intense desire to attack.
He had barely escaped with his life and had nearly died there.
He then warned the other survivors to pay attention to the system’s prompts. If any prompt contained wording related to “fallen creatures,” they absolutely must not enter, or they would most likely meet a grim fate.
After reading the post, many survivors could not help feeling fortunate.
“Dark elves? What powerful monsters. I hope I never run into them.”
“Exactly. Thankfully, Papaya Star Spirit was willing to share the information. And fortunately, he was strong enough—if it had been us, we might have died at the dark elves’ hands the moment we encountered them.”
After reading the messages in the chat channel, Han Xing fell into thought.
Papaya Star Spirit had also encountered a dark elf squad, but the treasure those dark elves guarded did not seem to be Spirit Spring Water. It was a silver treasure chest instead.
“So not every dark elf has a water source nearby. It could be some other treasure.”
At this thought, Han Xing relaxed slightly.
That meant he could continue monopolizing Spirit Spring Water for a while longer.
However, it also served as a reminder that the survivors were steadily growing stronger. Before long, they would be able to solve their water shortage through their own efforts.
Han Xing immediately thought, “I need to sell another batch of Spirit Spring Water while I can. Otherwise, once everyone stops worrying about water, Spirit Spring Water won’t be worth much anymore.”
With that, Han Xing opened the trading channel.
Compared with yesterday, several thousand more trade listings had appeared.
A smile curled at the corners of Han Xing’s lips.
“Everyone really is working hard. You must have found plenty of materials today, right?”
“After working so hard, you must be thirsty too, right?”
“Then how about a sip of sweet Spirit Spring Water?”
Han Xing kept letting out sinister laughter. Realizing that he was getting carried away, he hurriedly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.
Then he listed the Spirit Spring Water for sale once more.
Compared with yesterday, this time he added many more conditions to the exchange.
He removed the green equipment blueprints and added several other types, such as blueprints for various territory structures and defensive buildings. He also added exchanges for the blood of powerful beings, assorted medicinal herbs, mithril, and other materials.
The appearance of Spirit Spring Water caused another uproar.
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Although the response was not as enthusiastic as yesterday, Han Xing still exchanged for a considerable amount of materials.
After two or three hours of trading, Han Xing had spent a total of 432 liters of Spirit Spring Water and obtained enough materials to fill three storage chests, with a total of 2,550 storage slots.
Among them were 21,643 spirit cores, 45,387 pieces of refined iron, 103 one-star beast hides, and 86,646 units of rare earth…
There was also a vast quantity of materials such as aether, dark fire stones, and moonlight grass.
Of course, he did not manage to exchange for a single piece of blue equipment or blueprint.
The other survivors were not fools. They naturally understood how precious such things were.
Besides, the trading channel was no longer as desperately short of supplies as it had been yesterday. Most groups had managed to find at least some drinking water.
However, Spirit Spring Water’s healing properties remained unique for the time being. It had absolutely no competition.
Han Xing thought, “I still have more than 800 liters of Spirit Spring Water left. I should be able to sell it one more time—tomorrow.”
“Once I finish selling that batch, the Spirit Spring Water market will begin to shrink, and I won’t be able to keep harvesting the materials in the players’ hands.”
“But it doesn’t matter. My preparations for the early stages are nearly complete. Once I obtain a batch of blue blueprints, I can use these materials to mass-produce equipment and sell it to the other survivors, beginning another round of harvesting.”
“When the time comes, I’ll store most of the materials. Once my territory reaches a certain scale, I’ll begin constructing large-scale defensive fortifications in bulk and make my territory impenetrable.”
“Then I’ll obtain new equipment blueprints and continue this cycle, making my operation bigger and stronger!”
At this thought, the smile on Han Xing’s face was almost impossible to conceal.
Han Xing had already made a preliminary plan for his future development. Other circumstances might arise along the way, such as a version update, in which case he would have to adapt accordingly.
But no matter how things changed, he possessed an advantage the other survivors did not.
A one-hundred-percent success rate in crafting!
As long as he had the corresponding blueprint, even divine artifacts could be produced in batches!
He did not believe the other survivors could refuse equipment of higher quality and more powerful attributes.
And as long as they had the demand, Han Xing could reap enormous profits from it.
At this thought, Han Xing raised his head and glanced at the sky.
It was already deep into the night. After a full day of exploration and a succession of battles, he was beginning to feel tired.
“That’s enough for today. Fighting while fatigued isn’t wise.”
He glanced at the system interface and checked the hatching progress of the exotic beast egg.
[Time remaining until hatching: 76 hours, 17 minutes, 48 seconds…]
“I still have to wait more than seventy hours. I hope the creature inside this exotic beast egg won’t disappoint me…”
Han Xing lay back down on the bed, preparing to sleep once more.
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Meanwhile.
Not long after Han Xing fell asleep, on the sky island territory of another survivor, a middle-aged man dressed in a mage’s robe and holding a bronze staff was battling a group of jungle boars.
He waved the staff in his hand, and a fireball the size of a washbasin gradually took shape.
Then, without hesitation, he hurled it into the boar herd.
With a thunderous explosion, the boars let out agonized squeals.
Immediately afterward, several ice arrows as thick as a thumb shot through the air, piercing bloody holes through the bodies of several boars.
At that moment, a massive elite monster burst out from the herd. Its eyes glowed crimson as it charged toward the human mage like a small mountain.
The human mage remained calm. With a single wave of one hand, he used a blast of air to widen the distance between himself and the boar.
Then, a sudden bolt of thunder descended from the sky and struck the elite boar squarely on the head.
Crack!
The elite boar’s body instantly stiffened. A plume of black smoke rose from it, and the human mage beside it could even smell the aroma of roasted meat.
The elite boar collapsed. Only a few ordinary boars remained within the sky island territory, and the outcome of the ensuing battle was no longer in doubt.
Once the boar herd had been completely wiped out, the human mage lifted the hood from his head, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.
He was the guild leader of God’s Whisper, the Whisperer—the man currently ranked second on the points leaderboard.
The Whisperer crouched on the ground, a faint smile touching his lips.
“Excellent. This sky island covers a full twelve square units. It’ll provide quite a few more points!”
He quickly merged the boar territory with his own sky island.
On the leaderboard, the Whisperer’s territory points instantly rose from 164 to 176. He was now only eight points away from surpassing Han Xing and claiming first place.
The Whisperer mused, “Star River’s points haven’t changed for a while. Could it be… that this fellow went to sleep?”
He soon realized something and chuckled.
“What a leisurely life. Still, that gives me an opportunity.”
“Star River, while you’re asleep, I’m going to surpass you and take first place. That hidden-class scroll will definitely be mine!”
After saying this, the Whisperer controlled his sky island and continued toward the next location.
What he failed to notice was that his pupils were already webbed with blood vessels.
Elsewhere, Black Hawk, ranked third, and Papaya Star Spirit, ranked fourth, were also racing against time as they explored.
As the night grew deeper, the top three positions on the leaderboard quietly changed.
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