Witch, I'm really not an ancient god of the deep sea!

Chapter 42 I am a witch
Under the moonlight, a gentle breeze blew, and the leaves rustled.

At this moment, Scarface Rabbit, who considered himself the strongest, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said again:
"Alright everyone, as you should know, only the hunters know the final location of the treasure map!"

"And now, this rift has distorted, which means it will be more dangerous than you imagine. As the regulator, I can give you information, I can protect your safety, I am your protector!"

After all, surviving for three days is also a way to pass the level, isn't it?

"Alright, now, is there anyone else willing to pay for the ticket? This is the last chance; if you miss it, you won't have another chance."

Scarface Rabbit's lips curled into a cold smile as he thought of the large sum of money.

Although his actions were arrogant and mindless, they were extremely effective.

The increased distortion of the cracks has changed many people's goal from "returning with a full load" to "just surviving".

Paying the entrance fee means joining their Black Rabbit Gang, which increases your chances of survival.

As long as enough people pay for tickets, the Black Rabbit Gang can completely control the order of the entire rift.

At that time, without lifting a finger, everything in the entire rift will belong to them!

Scarred Rabbit stretched out his hand, making a gesture as if asking for money:
"A ticket costs 500,000 shell coins. If you don't have cash, you can use equipment as collateral."

Half a million!
Chen Qi didn't have that much cash on him.
This is already a fairly large amount of money.

And once they've made the first payment, they'll make the second.

Money doesn't grow on trees, and many people are still unwilling to pay for admission.

Why isn't anyone paying? Scarface Rabbit's lips twitched; he'd forgotten to arrange for actors.

There's no other way but to find an easy target to bully.

Scarred Rabbit quickly scanned all the lone hunters around it.

That one is too strong, that one is too fierce, and oh my god, why is that head in the cloak wriggling?!

It's you I choose! You look so ordinary! You're obviously a newbie who just entered the Rift!
Scarface Rabbit had a keen eye and immediately took a liking to Chen Qi!
"Tsk..."

Chen Qi was speechless.

Among so many people, why would the other person choose to pick me out from the crowd?

Scarface Rabbit walked up to Chen Qi and said sternly:
"You came alone, right? It must have been tough for you. Give me that Collector's Sword you have, consider it your entrance fee."

In this way, you can become a member of our Black Rabbit Gang.

"Isn't that a good deal?"

"good?"

Not bad, my foot!
They actually wanted to trade a fake ticket for a gun.

Chen Qi's eyes narrowed; he had no interest in joining a gang.

However, as a stealth-oriented player, he doesn't want to make a move here for the time being.

Once the crowd disperses, his advantage will be even greater.

However, just as Chen Qi was about to refuse, the situation changed.

Just as Scarred Rabbit was about to continue his threats, a loud sound rang out from behind him.

"Get out of my way! You're blocking my view!"

"Which bastard yelled at me?"

Scarface Rabbit turned around, intending to give the other party a good beating.

The one who yelled at him was none other than the Rift's BOSS—the Old Hunter!
The old hunter picked up his rifle and aimed it at the scarred rabbit:

'roll! ’

Scarface Rabbit's eyes hardened, and he suddenly said:

"You... said get out... so I'll get out..."

Scarface Rabbit gritted his teeth, his legs trembled, and he obediently left Chen Qi's position.

Now, the old hunter could finally take a good look at Chen Qi:

“Pretty good kid, you have the aura of a hunter and the qualifications to become a hunter.”

I?
Am I the regulator?
Chen Qi never expected that the old hunter would choose him as the hunter.

He remembered that the old hunter's selection of the hunter was based on two factors: equipment and physical strength. Although he was physically strong, unlike the other fully armed participants, he didn't take out the black knife from his backpack card, only a Collector.

His selection was indeed somewhat unexpected.

Was it because of the Hunter's Ember? Chen Qi wondered to himself.

Everyone turned their attention to the big shot. Being chosen by the veteran hunter to become a hunter was a testament to his strength!

Scarface Rabbit was completely dumbfounded. He spent most of his time choosing the easy target, but ended up choosing the most dangerous one?

Before everyone could recover, the old hunter spoke again:

"However, there is another monster here that meets the criteria! It seems that we will have to add another hunter to this hunt."

What? There are regulators too!
Two hunters! This is unprecedented in the Hunting Grounds dungeon!
With a two-pronged approach, who could withstand that!

At this moment, many people were already drenched in sweat. The rift distortion was already enough to make them suffer, but they never expected that there would be two hunters!
They just wanted to participate in a regular rift and earn a regular amount of money.

"Oh?"

At this moment, Scarface Rabbit, who had been feeling disheartened, suddenly brightened up. He felt that something was wrong, and realized that there were two hunter positions!
Is this spot mine? Scarface Rabbit straightened his clothes, then had the urge to 'give a shout-out to the supervisor' again.

Chen Qi let out a long breath and turned his gaze to the cloaked woman beside him.

really……

He knew that this cloaked woman was no ordinary person.

Moreover, she had a faint smile on her face from the very beginning.

The old hunter bent down, slowly walked forward, and said to the cloaked woman with some respect:

"My esteemed lady, you are perfectly capable of becoming a regulator, and your power will be beyond question in our small town."

"However, could you please show your face beneath your cloak?"

A respectful tone!
Everyone stared wide-eyed, and the old hunter's tone was clearly humble.

A humble act of a small person bowing down to a big person!
This is the BOSS from the Aberration Rift!
Who exactly is that cloaked woman?

And why is the cloak moving? Is there a hamster hiding inside?
This guy couldn't be... Chen Qi vaguely realized something, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

"Sigh... there's nothing I can do."

The cloaked woman paused for a few seconds, her smile fading, and she sighed helplessly.

She slowly walked towards a rock in front of her, then suddenly ripped open her cloak and threw it behind her.

The cloak flew through the air.

The moment the cloak touched the ground, petals landed on Chen Qi's face.

The next instant, his eyes widened in surprise.

Beneath the cloak were not writhing, disgusting flesh and blood, nor repulsive worms; on the contrary, exceptionally beautiful and fragrant flowers.

On the other person's delicate, fair limbs, there were patches of fresh bloody scars, and on these slightly bloody scars, several extremely beautiful roses grew.

Flowers bloom on the blood scars.

She climbed onto the rock, turned around, slowly sat down, crossed her fair legs, and exhaled softly.

At that moment, the face hidden beneath the cloak appeared before everyone's eyes.

Numerous flowers grew on her head, completely obscuring the upper half of her face, but one could still sense an extraordinary, girlish beauty emanating from the lower half of her face and her fair skin.

"What exactly is this being...?"

The immense spiritual pressure and indescribably beautiful appearance instantly instilled fear in everyone present—a silent fear.

A terrifying aura, like a giant mountain, pressed down on them!
Many people started to back away, and kept backing away.

This is clearly not the appearance of a normal human being! Nor is it the spiritual pressure possessed by a first-order transcendent being!
"Who exactly are you... and what do you need us to do?"

A tall, stern-faced hunter mustered his courage and asked.

However, the next instant, he regretted it. How could he dare to ask a question to someone with such a high level of spiritual pressure!
She tilted her head slightly:
"Well, there's no need to back down or be afraid. I'm just a pharmacist from a foreign land. You can call me—the Flower Pharmacist."

Under the moonlight, a gentle breeze blew through her long hair, carrying a light floral fragrance.

She smiled, and the little yellow flower on her head swayed slightly.
"Of course, you can also call me by another title in the Witch Sea: the Flower Witch."

(End of this chapter)