Ita Era

Chapter 67 The Primitive Era (2)

Ding Shi chose a reconnaissance team with an exploration mission.

Yu Yuan said, "The reconnaissance team shouldn't be too large, and it's best if they carry weapons." The item slots in the home dungeon are closed, so weapons can only be obtained in Peach Blossom Village.

The girl in first place took out a musket. Yu Yuan nodded.

The second handsome guy left.

The third handsome man, Ding Shi, took out a throwing knife. Yu Yuan stared at the knife, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, with a constipated expression. What could this thing be used for? Seeing that the group was leaving in twos and threes, with only a few people left, Yu Yuan finally nodded.

The fourth was Wang Meng. He had no weapon, but instead raised his huge fist and said, "Ninjutsu Level 1."

"Wow!" Many people exclaimed, while many more were puzzled, as they were not ninjas and did not know what level 1 ninjutsu was.

Players who have entered the Ninjutsu class dungeon know that reaching level 1 within 24 hours is extremely difficult and requires a lot of luck. Level 1 Ninjutsu means that the player has obtained and mastered at least one D-rank or higher Ninjutsu in the dungeon.

Yu Yuan was pleasantly surprised and asked, "Do you know the Great Fireball spell? You mean the kind that shoots fire like a Peashooter?" If you know the Great Fireball spell, fire won't be a problem.

Wang Meng felt insulted, but maintained his composure on the surface and replied, "No, I have mastered the Great Spirit Communication Technique."

This elicited gasps from everyone. Even if they hadn't eaten pork, they'd seen pigs run. The Great Summoning Jutsu was the signature skill of the three major boss-level characters in the Fire Ninja, capable of summoning battle pets the size of small mountains.

Wang Meng responded to everyone's exclamations with a slight nod, his cold face expressionless.

The fifth person was a handsome young man. He said, "My name is Xiao Liang, and I am a novice magician."

After saying this, Xiao Liang took out a magic wand and chanted, "One person dies, what's wrong with your mother?" A cold light flashed at the tip of the wand, and a drop of water fell from the sky, landing on the magician's toes. (Translation from Harper's Disarming Charm: Expelliarmus.)
The handsome guy chuckled and explained, "Sometimes you can shoot out an ice crystal. The British accent is too heavy, not easy to learn, haha."

Looking at the four reconnaissance team members, Yu Yuan felt they were all rather unreliable. The one with the throwing knife was a different story, since the one with the dripping water was even more deserving of a beating. And this burly man, over 1.9 meters tall, claimed to have mastered a great spiritual technique? The only one who seemed somewhat plausible was the girl with the musket.

Ding asked the girl, "Beautiful lady, how much ammunition did you bring?"

The girl said confidently, "No ammunition needed."

Ding Shi was shocked: "There are energy muskets hidden in Peach Blossom Village?"

The girl said, "This isn't a musket, it's a stick. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Su Su, and I'm a lay disciple of Shaolin."

Many people exclaimed, "They've joined a sect! Amazing!" Clearly, these people had entered the internal energy cultivation instance.

Su Su clasped her hands together, holding the musket, and bowed to everyone, saying, "Thank you for your kind offer."

A bead of cold sweat slid down Yu Yuan's forehead. Was this reconnaissance team really up to the task? But could you dare say they weren't? There were three highest-ranking professions within them: Ninjutsu Level 1, Junior Magician, and Shaolin Lay Disciple.

But this is a reconnaissance team, not a combat team.

Yu Yuan nodded and said to Su Su, "Then I'll have to trouble you, heroine."

Su Su clasped her hands in a fist and said, "No problem, no problem." She waved her hand and said, "Let's go." She implicitly assumed that she was the team leader.

Ding Shi asked timidly, "Aren't we bringing any recording tools?"

Su Su remembered something and turned around to ask, "Does anyone have paper and a pen?"

No one answered, so Ding Shi reminded him: "Primitive society."

Su Su nodded: "Does anyone have modern pens and paper?"

Ding Shi was speechless, but to his surprise, someone actually answered, "I have it." Reluctantly, he still came over to make the deal.

This guy is clearly a Qi Master; he took out a bottle of ink, a calligraphy brush, and a stack of blank yellow paper.

Ding Shi was surprised and asked, "Dude, how did you bring out a stack of yellow paper?" He could only put one sheet in each of his item slots. His friend replied, "Completing a hidden quest in the True Qi dungeon will reward you with a talisman set that can hold a bottle of ink, a calligraphy brush, and a stack of blank yellow paper."

There are always lucky people, it's infuriating.

Su Su took the pen and ink, handed them to Ding Shi, and said to her friend, "Thank you."

The guy waved dismissively, "You're welcome." The talisman set couldn't be traded; otherwise, he would have just bundled it up and traded it to Su Su. There's a saying: "Scribbles are just scribbles, scribbles are just scribbles." Drawing talismans is truly not something a human can do; he'd already decided to switch careers and learn flying swords.

Ding Shi's item slot was full, and he didn't want to hold it. He turned his head and handed the item to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng angrily said, "Take it yourself."

Ding Shi: "I am illiterate."

Wang Meng: "Illiterate?"

Ding Shi: "Negative state, what is yours?" This wasn't a conversational tone, but rather the impatient, dismissive tone of a salesperson from a state-owned supply and marketing cooperative.

Wang Meng said, "Binge eating reduces the satiety effect of food by half."

Su Su said, "I'm a parasite, and I get stomach aches from time to time. But it's nothing to us girls with our 'relatives'. Xiao Liang, what about you?"

The magician, Xiao Liang, replied, "Your luck is low. Any action that relies on luck will have a 90% lower success rate."

The three of them said in unison, "You jinx!"

Xiao Liang said helplessly, "Is that so?"

The four chatted as they walked into the forest. Suddenly, Wang Meng stopped and said, "Ding Shi, let's call a truce." Ding Shi walked behind him, changing positions three times. Wang Meng knew he was looking for an opening, hoping to finish him off with a single blow.

Ding Shi thought for a moment: "You have the right to a truce, and I have the right to start a war. I will notify you an hour before the war starts, and I will absolutely not launch a sneak attack on you." He emphasized the word "sneak attack."

Wang Meng readily agreed, "Deal." He understood Ding Shi; while others in the underworld valued loyalty, Ding Shi valued trustworthiness.

Wang Meng handed the brush and ink to Xiao Liang: "You paint the 'Unlucky Ghost' behind the scenes."

Xiao Liang silently endured it.

……

The forest has big trees, medium trees, small trees, and even trees that ripen out of season. A bayberry tree and a persimmon tree—how dare they have such an abundance of fruit at the same time?

Su Su: "Draw a picture."

Xiao Liang: "Can I write?"

Su Su: "It's fine if it's written clearly. We're currently exploring to the west."

Seeing that Ding Shi seemed to be deep in thought, Wang Meng knew that the guy had discovered a problem and asked, "What's going on?"

Ding Shi glanced at Wang Meng, then, realizing they were now on the same side, he didn't hide anything: "These are two trees that bear fruit in different seasons."

Wang Meng: "And then?"

Ding Shi: "Eating too many bayberries will cause stomach pain, and eating too many persimmons will also cause stomach pain. We walked 150 meters, and the closest food source to the camp is these two trees. If there is no other edible food nearby, we will have to eat them."

"Shh." Su Su, who was already up in the tree eating bayberries, spoke up and pointed to the northwest.

About 200 meters to the west, there is an open area with a ditch in the middle. A saber-toothed tiger is approaching the ditch. Suddenly, the saber-toothed tiger pounces and charges at three wild boars. The wild boars take off running, and the two sides chase each other until they disappear from sight.

(End of this chapter)