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Volume 1, Ascension Conference, Chapter 16: Rocket Yiboliu of Gold Medal Power Leveling

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    "Oh, Wang Lu is taking action!"

    "Are you serious!? Go and get people to watch!"

    On the morning when Shutong and his three companions left Taoyuan Village with an astonishingly high degree of completion, Wang Lu finally ended his retreat and walked out, attracting countless people to watch.

    "Oh, he is Wang Lu. It turns out that he looks like this, so it's nothing special. From what you guys said before, I thought he was an evil demon with an eight-foot height and an eight-foot waist."

    "Tsk, someone with an eight-foot body will be punished by heaven, right? Don't look amazing, but this guy was the first to step out of Yunbotu."

    "Maybe it's just good luck. He hasn't done much in Taoyuan Village."

    "No action? Hai Yunfan, who was the first to leave the village, completed the task under his guidance."

    "Tch, how high can the completion rate be if you just pursue speed? It's a waste of the village chief's Grade A mission. And now that all the exclusive missions in the village have been activated, what can he do even if he ends the retreat?"

    "Who knowsthat's why everyone came to watch, wanting to see what he was going to do."

    And what Wang Lu did next really did not disappoint.

    He went to help Aunt Huang from the east of the village carry water.

    "Hey, are you making a mistake! Aunt Huang's mission has been completed, and it is impossible to accept anyone as her godson now. What kind of water is he picking up!?"

    The trialist who took Aunt Huang's task was also puzzled. This Aunt Huang's task was probably at the D level, and its value was among the top three in the village. It was not as good as chicken ribs. Unexpectedly, the dignified Wang Lu actually chose this one.  The mission serves as the opening, but I don¡¯t know what its purpose is.

    Wang Lu ignored the onlookers and concentrated on fetching water. He was of medium stature but had good physical strength. He filled Aunt Huang's water tank in a short time.

    "Hehe, young man, thank you"

    Before the aunt finished speaking, Wang Lu interrupted: "I want to go to your son's school."

    The aunt was stunned for a moment and nodded.

    Wang Lu then put down his pole and walked to the next door without even saying a word.

    Living next door is Aunt Huang's biological son Huang Xiucai. His work value is much higher than that of his ordinary mother. He was only D-level at first, but later he was able to take this opportunity to get to know a man who lived in seclusion in the village.  Old scholar, that is a Class A mission, and it is also the mission that the little book boy Wang Zhong relies on to make a name for himself in the village.

    Now that Huang Xiucai's mission has been completed, after the little book boy left, he no longer showed disgrace to others, and the other testers were too lazy to pay attention to this worthless poor scholar.  Now that Wang Lu is about to stride into the school, the trialists are speculating on how he will open up the situation.

    "Could it be that this scholar has a hidden mission?"

    "No way, if you put it this way, do other villagers also have hidden missions? Wang Lu has been in seclusion for so long, is he confident that he can start hidden missions?"

    Next, Wang Lu walked straight into the school. Before Huang Xiucai spoke, he handed a dozen papers in front of him: "Teacher, this is today's homework."

    At this time, the onlookers outside were confused. Wang Lu had neither apprenticed nor paid tuition. Logically speaking, he should have been kicked out when he entered the school. But now he not only entered with a big show, but also claimed to hand in homework!  ?  When did he write his homework?  But what Huang Xiucai taught today was poetry, so what he wrote on the paper should be poetry.

    Huang Xiucai took the paper as a matter of course, looked at it carefully, and took a breath: "Is this poem really written by you?"

    "Who else could it be?" Wang Lu asked with a smile, "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return Have you read similar poems before?"

    "These poems are sincere and impassioned. How can you, an eleven or twelve-year-old child, be so emotional?"

    "I am gifted with extraordinary talents, and I am a literary star."

    Wang Lu said with a smile, looking at Huang Xiucai like a native dog in the village.  Even an eight or nine-year-old child wouldn't be fooled by such a bullshit excuse, but Huang Xiucai pondered for a moment, shook his head and sighed.

    "It's a pity that I have already accepted the closed disciple, otherwise I will definitely take you under my sect."

    Wang Lu continued to laugh and ignored the scholar's emotion: "I have a favor for you."

    Huang Xiucai looked upright: "Just say it."

    "I want your sweat towel." Wang Lu said, pointing to the towel that the scholar put in front of the table to wipe his sweat.

    Huang Xiucai was stunned for a moment: "You want this?"

    "Yeah." After saying this, Wang Lu didn't wait too much, just reached out and took it, and left after taking it.  Huang Xiucai was also a wonderful person. After a moment, he put Wang Lu's matter behind him and started reading aloud to the children in the classroom again, as if he had said nothing just now.Born.

    The trialists watching from outside the house were not surprised. Most of the villagers in Taoyuan Village followed this pattern. Except when the task was triggered, they were as stupid as animals in most cases.

    "The strange thing is that Wang Lu walked out holding the sweat towel of a poor scholar. What on earth did he want to do?  The scholar of the Huang family is not a yellow flower daughter. His sweat towel is sour and smelly. What fun is that?

    As a result, everyone watched Wang Lu walk all the way to the home of another famous person. When he reached the door, several onlookers exclaimed.

    "Xiaofang! This is Xiaofang's house!"

    Others looked at each other. Village girl Xiaofang was a legendary figure in Taoyuan Village. She had a Chinese character face and a beard. She was eight feet tall and her waist was eight feet. She could eat twenty steamed buns and ten plates of beef in one meal. There were two boxes of beef outside the house.  The stone lock, which is only a hundred and ten kilograms, has to be danced around before meals and after using the toilet for entertainment.

    Such a tough person would be a hero anywhere, but in Taoyuan Village he became the village girl Xiaofang, and she is an amorous Xiaofang who calls for true love. Her exclusive mission is the love route, and she must be loyal to her.  Start subsequent route.  Many trialists rated it as a legendary mission beyond level A.  The prince of a certain country sacrificed everything to stay with him, but he made a mistake and lost everything. Unexpectedly, Wang Lu walked to the door with a complacent attitude at this time

    "It's a pity that if the prince hadn't activated the mission before, with Wang Lu's talent, he might have been able to complete this mission Although just thinking about it makes me feel sick to my stomach.  But no matter what, Wang Lu has no chance now.

    As a result, Wang Lu knocked on the door directly and said, "Xiaofang, I have Huang Xiucai's sweat towel."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened. The village girl Xiaofang grabbed a greasy pig leg and said in a loud voice, "What did you just say?"

    Wang Lu smiled: "I'll exchange the sweat towel that Huang Xiucai just used and hasn't washed for a bowl of steamed pork made by you."

    "You want my steamed pork?Okay, bring me the sweat towel."

    " Xiaofang said, reaching out to get the sweat towel. The fat on her arms trembled. She didn't know whether it was because she was too nervous or because the fat was too loose.

    Wang Lu didn¡¯t stop her and allowed her to take the sweat towel away.  Then, under the frightened eyes of countless people, Xiaofang held the sweat towel in her hands as if she had found a treasure, and suddenly buried her head in it to inhale.

    At this time, a certain trialist who looked like a beggar and exuded the aura of a defeated dog was suddenly startled: "By the way, Xiaofang has a crush on Huang Xiucai!"

    Everyone looked back and saw that it was a certain prince who had been beaten to kidney failure by Xiaofang not long ago because he was riding two boats. His words seemed somewhat credible.  What's more, the way this manly village girl expresses her feelings is so direct that even ten people can understand her.

    Xiaofang seemed to be unable to wait to do something with this sweat towel. Her two mung bean eyes were flashing with oil, and she hurriedly walked to the back room holding the sweat towel, even the pig leg she originally held in her hand was thrown to the ground.

    However, this village girl was a real person. After a few minutes, Xiaofang came out holding a big jar with a happy face: "What you gave me is the real thing, thank you!"

    Wang Lu took the jar, and his relatively strong arms sank. This jar of steamed pork was as solid as Xiaofang's.  And even though the jar was sealed, an unconcealable aroma spread out, making people's fingers twitch.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Village girl Xiaofang Ruo said there's one more redeeming feature, and that's her superb cooking skills.

    "Thank you."

    Xiaofang slapped her chest and said, "You're welcome. If you have such a good thing next time, just bring it to me. I also have a secret ham here, waiting for you to exchange it!"

    Wang Lu smiled again: "Okay, as you say, I will also give you the scholar's underwear."

    Xiaofang's nostrils twitched: "Haha! If you can get Huang Xiucai's underwear, I will give it back to you!"

    "I'll spare you." Wang Lu declined, then struggled to lift the meat altar and walked to the other side.

    This time, before Wang Lu had gone too far, he knocked on the door of a house.

    Still going the same way, Wang Lu exchanged a pile of steamed meat for a piece of fine silk, exchanged the silk for several large boxes of powder, and then exchanged the powder for snacks Some of these exchanges made some money, some lost, Wang Lu  He didn't care, he just repeated this set of actions like a puppet: knocking on the door, handing over the thing in his hand, and asking for another thing.

    Then, go to the next place with grateful eyes.

    In one day, Wang Lu walked around the village non-stop, knocked on the doors of 120 houses, brought warmth to 120 people, and finally returned home leisurely with a box of meals from the Taoyuan Hotel.

    On this day, a dozen or so people stopped what they were doing and focused on following Wang Lu in circles. In the morning, they were still a little confused and couldn¡¯t understand Wang Lu.??What's the point of such a walk? By noon, even the dullest person has a look of horror on his face.

    After living in Taoyuan Village for a month, everyone knows that favorability is a keyword pioneered by Wang Lu and popularized in the village by Hai Yunfan and others. Every villager has a favorability score, and favorability is a test.  The refiner¡¯s mission completion rate!  Wang Lu's bartering this morning made a huge loss from a businessman's point of view, but from a trialist's point of view, he explained it to everyone in one word.

    What does awesome mean?

    The only task of the trialists in Taoyuan Village was to increase their favorability, and Wang Lu took this to the extreme. Except for the necessary lines, he did not say a word. Many times, his conversations with the villagers even violated normal logic.  , but it happened to go on smoothly, and everyone was happy in the end.

    There is only one explanation for this. Wang Lu grasped the mission logic, figured out how to increase the favorability of each task, and used the simplest way to obtain the highest favorability.  What's even more impressive is that he connected the tasks of one hundred and twenty people into a chain and completed them in one wave.

    Throughout the day, there were one hundred and twenty people, and everyone was grateful to Wang Lu. If their exclusive missions had not been activated, no one doubted that Wang Lu could definitely trigger one hundred and twenty exclusive missions. Judging from the favorability of a single person,  Generally speaking, it may not be more than those trialists in the village who specialize in one person, but it is quite terrifying if it is superimposed one hundred and twenty times.

    At present, the most philanthropic trialists only have more than ten quest lines at the same time, but when dealing with so many villagers, they will be in a hurry to deal with one and miss the other.

    And what about Wang Lu?  One wave, one hundred and twenty people, no one was left behind.  The onlookers summarized his movement map and found that he almost didn't even take the wrong path!  What's even more terrifying is that his favorability-boosting method can be repeated infinitely, which is equivalent to perfectly controlling one hundred and twenty quest lines. This is really not a state that ordinary people can understand.

    People will go crazy if they wash their hands one hundred and twenty times a day, let alone complete tasks one hundred and twenty times?  But Wang Lu can do it.

    ¡°¡­But, what¡¯s the point of this?¡±

    A trialist used a sarcastic smile to cover up the jealousy in his heart.

    "If he had taken action a month earlier, there would have been nothing to say. Everyone would have been squeezed off the road to immortality by him. They would not be able to get a single task and would be trapped here forever. But now he is the one who is trapped to death! Even if one  What's the point of boosting Bo's favorability by 120 people? Now there's no one left to provide him with tasks!"

    Although these words are not polite, they also express the feelings of many people.

    Wang Lu, you are indeed awesome, but don¡¯t you think you are pretending to be a fool?

    Wang Lu certainly doesn¡¯t think so.

    Early the next morning, when Wang Lu went out, he happened to encounter several dissatisfied white-faced teenagers who came to provoke him.

    "Wang Lu, you worked so hard to increase your favorability. It's a pity"

    But before he could finish his words, Wang Lu interrupted.

    "I know what you want to say To be honest, I really didn't expect you to be so stupid. Do you really think that those one hundred and twenty people are all Taoyuan Village?"

    The pale young men who were asked this question were stunned and quickly counted the villagers from beginning to end with their fingers.

    "Nonothing left behind, right?"

    A young man hesitated and said, "Unless you include the children in Mother Zhang's belly, there are only one hundred and twenty people in the village."

    Someone else thought: "Or do we mean that even pigs and dogs have tasks in the village?"

    In the middle of the discussion, Wang Lu interrupted: "You idiots are really the product of inbreeding, right?"

    Although they were not very familiar with professional terminology, the young masters also recognized that this was an extremely vicious insult. Blood rushed to their faces: "What did you say?"

    While yelling and scolding, he would rush up and fight to the death.

    Wang Lu raised his face and hugged his chest, looking at these people as if he were watching wild dogs mating in the village.

    And the next moment after the young masters waved their fists, a black shadow fell from the sky.

    ¡°Ah, hit, hit, hit, hit!¡±
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