The Unorthodox Tomb Raider

Now, when you encounter or interact with characters in the storyline, you trigger these kinds of big, rewarding quests.

The way this system issues tasks seems to actually follow certain patterns.

If he had known it would be like this, he would have gone to the characters in the story much earlier.

"No... I've just been lucky lately, how could I possibly lose money..."

"Knock...knock..."

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted Fang Yun's thoughts.

I got up and pushed open the door, only to find that Hua was holding a basket, and a fragrance was wafting out from it.

"The Xieling team is going to have a victory celebration banquet tonight, but it's not time yet."

"I was worried you were hungry, so I made you something to eat. You've worked so hard these past few days, so you should eat more!"

Hua, holding the basket, handed it to Fang Yun with a smile.

"Okay, come in and talk."

Fang Yun felt a warmth in her heart, took the basket, and led the flowers back into the house.

I placed the basket on the table and opened it, and wow... pork liver, beef liver, jujube sweet soup, peanuts...

It's really all about replenishing blood.

"Try it and see if it suits your taste!"

Hua rested her chin on her hands, leaning against the table, looking at Fang Yun expectantly.

Seeing this, Fang Yun smiled and nodded, then began to eat with relish; the taste was indeed quite good.

"Delicious, the cooking is excellent."

"That's right. My senior brothers don't know how to cook. If I didn't know how to cook, they would starve to death."

Upon receiving Fang Yun's affirmation, Hua's face lit up with joy, and she proudly raised her chin.

"By the way... what did my senior brother want from you just now?"

At this moment, Hua's eyes darted around, and he put on a nonchalant expression and asked a question.

When her senior brother saw her earlier, he actually told her to get things done as soon as possible.

So she started to worry about it, thinking that her senior brother and Fang Yun had whispered something to each other.

"Oh~"

Hearing this, Fang Yun suddenly understood, put down his chopsticks, and laughed in annoyance, saying:

"You little devil, so that's why you cooked for me. You actually had something to ask me?"

Upon hearing this, Hua blushed and lowered her head, saying, "No, I made it especially for you."

"Just by the way... just wanted to ask what you and my senior brother talked about."

Seeing that Hua Jiao's shy appearance made her even more innocent and lovely, Fang Yun grinned and reached out to hug Hua onto his lap.

"ah.."

Hua was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she had already sat on Fang Yun's lap.

She felt a sudden tightness in her chest, her heart raced, and her cheeks flushed even more.

However, a sense of joy welled up inside her, and with a determined effort, she wrapped her arms around Fang Yun's waist and looked up at him intently.

Their eyes met, and a strange feeling spread from their hearts.

After a long while, Fang Yun tightened his embrace around the flower and whispered in her ear, "Your senior brother told me to treat you well in the future."

"oh.."

“My parents passed away a long time ago, and my senior brother treats me like his own sister.”

"An elder brother is like a father... If that's what you say, then so be it."

Hearing Fang Yun's words, Hua nodded slightly, pretending to be calm.

But the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, and he placed his hand in Fang Yun's hand.

Uh-huh..

At this moment, Hua, as if suddenly remembering something, scrambled out of Fang Yun's arms and looked at him earnestly, saying:

"And there is the Muchen Pearl. Finding the Muchen Pearl is my mission."

"I'm willing to give you everything, but if I can't find the Muchen Pearl, I can't marry you or have children with you. Can you accept that?"

After speaking, Hua's eyes gradually welled up with tears. She clenched her fists and stared straight at Fang Yun, waiting for his reply.

"The Dust-Repelling Pearl..."

After hearing what Hua said, Fang Yun felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He certainly knew what Hua meant; the curse was passed down through generations with blood ties, and no one could escape it.

Fang Yun pulled Hua, who was filled with grievances and resentment, into his arms, rubbed her head, and then gently kissed her lips.

"Just keep looking."

"I told you, I would help you."

"With our combined efforts, we can find not only the Muchen Pearl, but also the Crimson Pearl and the Dust-Avoiding Pearl."

"Pfft... You're just bragging."

After hearing Fang Yun's words, Hua felt much better. She lightly punched Fang Yun and then suddenly hugged him tightly.

(The task description and the description are different... I wrote the description too quickly and made a mistake. I will contact the editor to revise the description later.)

(The final update will be late. Also, there's no mission involving the Muchen Pearl because there are other plans.)

Chapter Thirty-One: Loving Beauty More Than the Throne

As night fell, Chen Yulou came looking for him.

They said the celebration banquet had been prepared and invited Fang Yun and others to attend.

The Chen family, as expected of a large and powerful family, cleared out the training ground in just one hour and set up a banquet with a hundred tables.

"Brother Chen, where are Luo Laowai's gang?"

A quick glance around the banquet revealed hundreds of people seated, all of whom were members of the Unloading Ridge Warriors.

Luo Laowai and his gang of thugs didn't see a single one of them.

Seeing Fang Yun's confusion, Chen Yulou chuckled and said, "Commander Luo said he had something to attend to at home and took his men back overnight."

"However, among the gold and jade artifacts he received, Commander Luo set aside 20% as a gift for Brother Fang to thank him for bringing the news."

After saying that, a hint of mockery appeared on Chen Yulou's face.

"Twenty percent?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yun was taken aback.

How could someone as stingy as Luo Laowai be so generous?

However, he soon figured it out.

He had already said that he would only pick a few good items, and he wouldn't be able to carry more, so Luo Laowai naturally wouldn't shamelessly offer them to him.

That 20%... is probably a tribute to Chen Yulou.

The harvest from Ping Mountain this time was so great that Luo Laowai had never dreamed of making so much money.

Because of Ma Zhengbang's unexpected turn of events, Luo Laowai must have become much more cautious.

Compared to Ma Zhengbang, the truly terrifying force in Hunan was the Chen family of Xieling, a local tyrant.

He feared that Chen Yulou would be greedy and forget his principles, so he had him hoisted into Chen Family Village and trapped him like a turtle in a jar, eating all the food by himself.

So, Luo Laowai thought he could take less to appease Chen Yulou, and then leave Chen Family Village as soon as he got his share.

After all, there was more than enough left, far exceeding his expectations.

Soon, Chen Yulou brought Fang Yun and his fellow disciples, Partridge Whistle and his brother, to the main table.

This is the entrance to the Chen family's inner courtyard from the training ground; one can see the entire training ground at a glance.

After that, it was the customary celebration banquet.

After Chen Yulou raised his wine cup and encouraged the group of Unloading Ridge Warriors, he then drank with Fang Yun and the others.

It's worth mentioning that Partridge Whistle, the dignified leader of the Mountain Moving Clan, surprisingly doesn't drink alcohol; he just drinks tea and plain water.

Fang Yun asked Hua Cai and learned that this cool and aloof man with superb martial arts skills actually had a low alcohol tolerance, capable of being knocked out by just one sip of wine.

.........

The victory banquet lasted a long time, until nearly midnight, when some of the drunken Unloading Ridge Warriors finally left; many more simply passed out drunk at the tables.

Fang Yun's main table is about the same. (Turn)

Except for Partridge Whistle, who didn't drink, the other four were all flushed from drinking, even Flower was no exception.

As midnight approached and several rounds of drinks had passed, the conversation at the table gradually began to flow.