Newbie Guardians

It wasn't until Huang Xin untied the thin rope binding the fur roll and tightened the opening of the woven bag that the fur roll loosened, and Old Kululu vaguely recognized that it was fur of the same kind, and suddenly let out a rapid and high-pitched cooing sound.

Huang Xin was terrified, his heart pounding. But the thousands of dreams he had experienced quickly calmed him down, allowing him to make the right choice. He grabbed a woven bag in one hand and a fur pelt in the other, and ran frantically toward the grassy slope.

Hearing the call, the three baby Kururus joined in with their own cooing, leaping and bounding towards them. Huang Xin looked back and saw that behind the baby Kururus, twenty or thirty adult Kururus, each two meters tall, had appeared out of nowhere, swarming towards them, leaping five or six meters at an absurd speed. The grassy slope wasn't far; Huang Xin reached it in a dozen steps. He quickly tied the thin rope of the woven bag to his belt, spread out the fur, threw it forward, and then leaped gracefully. However, the moment he jumped, he was pulled by the thirty-pound corn sack, instantly losing his balance and falling face-first into the mud. Luckily, he landed right on the grassy slope, rolling down twice before landing on the fur. The moment his body touched the fur, he quickly grabbed to his sides, securing himself firmly to the fur. Driven by the momentum of his downward slide, the fur began to slide, its speed increasing rapidly. Suddenly, a cool breeze swept past the back of his head. He hurriedly looked up and saw a furry arm swoosh past with a "whoosh!" It was just centimeters away from grabbing his hair. The Kururu had exerted too much force, lost its balance, and crashed heavily onto the grassy slope, tumbling and rolling downhill at a speed much faster than Huang Xin's gliding. Huang Xin's heart pounded with fear. During his gliding, he could only rely on his hands to maintain his balance, and his feet barely controlled his direction. At this rate, he would be caught soon! Just as the Kururu rolled to the left and reached for his fur, Huang Xin's sense of danger, honed by the dream, was faster than his brain. He instinctively pulled hard to the right with his left hand, shifting his body a few centimeters to the right. The Kururu missed its grip, lost its grip, and rolled down beside him, its speed increasing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had rolled to the foot of the hill and lay motionless in the grass, seemingly unconscious.

Huang Xin's sliding speed continued to increase. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he pushed off the ground with both feet, dissipating some of the force, and twisted his body forcefully, rolling seven or eight times in the grass before coming to a stop. His abdomen and waist were poked several times by the corn sacks, causing him to grimace in pain and gasp for breath. It took him several seconds to struggle to his feet. Looking up at the mountain...

"Ouch!" Adult Kururu leaped high into the air and landed one after another, a dark mass, the foremost less than thirty meters from the foot of the mountain. Huang Xin broke out in a cold sweat, ripped the thin rope from his belt, hoisted his woven bag, and sprinted. He reached the wooden fence in one breath, leaped forward, and fell to the ground. While still airborne, he felt a chill on his back as a hairy arm swept across it, one finger brushing against his clothes. As he landed, he somersaulted forward, and as soon as he regained his balance, he felt a burning pain in the spot where the arm had brushed against him. Turning around, he turned deathly pale. The area around the fence was swarming with Kururu, more than thirty of them, big and small, baring their teeth, jumping and leaping, all thirty-odd pairs of eyes staring at Huang Xin.

"Don't worry, child! It's safe here; they won't dare come in!"

The old woman's gentle voice came from the doorway, and Huang Xin immediately felt much more at ease. Sure enough, after two or three minutes, one of the larger ones made a few cooing sounds. Upon hearing this, the Kururus all jumped up the mountain and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Huang Shen finally relaxed, his body went limp, and he lay on his back on the ground, not moving for a long time.

"Ah ma la push la gu le," Huang Xin heard a strange string of syllables. Looking up, he saw the old woman holding a cane, chanting incantations. A stream of emerald light, like a spring, flowed into Huang Xin's body. Instantly, he felt a warm current spread throughout his body, a tingling sensation like hundreds of ants biting him. All his wounds were healing slowly at a visible speed. Huang Xin's eyes widened, and he murmured in disbelief.

"So, the legendary magic really does exist!"

"Good child, this isn't magic. It's a wood-based healing spell. Lie down properly, and in a few minutes, all your wounds will heal." The old woman's eyes were full of kindness.

"Grandma, is this the Guardian skill?"

"That's right! But not entirely!"

"Grandma, are there any restrictions?"

"That's right! There are limitations! The so-called Guardians aren't limited to just one profession; in China alone, there are currently seven known types!"

"Grandma, I don't understand anything, please teach me! What are the seven types specifically?"

"Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder—don't worry, a mentor will teach you after you become a guardian!"

"Thank you, Grandma!"

"That's enough, get up and give me the corn!"

Huang Xin then remembered that the mission had updated when he finished loading the tenth ear of corn on the mountain. However, he had been busy fleeing and hadn't paid any attention to the mission. Looking closely, the mission had updated to:

All quest items have been collected; please return them to the witch's hut as soon as possible.

Huang Xin stood up, opened her palm, and saw that all the wounds were gone and her skin was intact. If it weren't for her tattered clothes, she would have thought that what she had just experienced was a dream.

Open the woven bag and neatly arrange all the corn on the table.

"Grandma! Check if the quantity is correct!"

"That's right! Very good! Wait a moment, Grandma will find you a gift!" After saying that, she turned and went into the house.

Huang Xin discovered that the mission information had been updated again:

The task has been completed and is being scored. Please wait.

Next line prompt:

The task reward is being distributed, please wait.

After about ten seconds, the information was updated again:

The rating is complete. You performed exceptionally well in this mission, retrieving the item with lightning speed and setting a new record. Your rating is S+, and you will receive the extremely rare title "Jungle Courier." Activating this title will grant you an additional 5% movement speed, ignoring the effects of grassland and woodland terrain. Note that only one movement-type title can be activated at a time. When you activate another title of the same type, the original title's effect will disappear until you reactivate it.

An extremely rare title! Huang Xin was overjoyed and immediately wanted to try activating it. However, he sadly discovered that he couldn't find the activation option. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find it and had to give up.

"Sigh! So what if it's extremely rare! It's just a decoration!"

Just as Huang Xin was complaining and blaming fate, the old woman came out, holding a bright green card in her hand.

"Here you go! This is the first trial card! You need to collect three to complete the trial!"

"No way! We need to collect all three! Grandma, where are the other two?"

"Weren't there already prompts?"

Huang Shen scratched his head and thought for a long time.

"Honesty Pond?"

The old lady smiled without saying a word and nodded gently.

"Was the last one in the burial ground?"

The old lady nodded again!

Huang Xin plopped down on the ground, his mind blank. If the first card was this thrilling, the other two must be even more so. But then he remembered his grandfather's words about getting the acceptance letter, and he abruptly stood up, bowing deeply to the old lady.

"Grandma! Thank you! I'm leaving now, but I still have two cards waiting for me!"

"Good boy! Go! Go!"

Watching Huang Xin's figure gradually disappear, the old woman's smile remained unchanged, and she murmured softly.

"No wonder he's Huang Yuanshan's grandson!"