Super Righteous Player
Chapter 471 - 12: Anything Goes After Sunset_1

Chapter 471: Chapter 12: Anything Goes After Sunset_1

Nata County was already the westernmost city in the Kingdom of Noah.

Its most famous feature was that half of the city’s urban area lay outside the Great Barrier of Noah.

If one looked down from above, it seemed like they would see an incredibly stark contrast:

The eastern side of the city, at first glance, appeared no different from any other city in Noah.

...At least the difference wasn’t too drastic.

Crowded slums, noisy end dilapidated shopping streets, rumbling factories and mills, extensive wheat fields beyond the city limits.

Little girls selling flowers in the street, begging boys, old men, and men with missing limbs, all looking around at the gold-fingered individuals threading through the streets and alleys.

There was only one difference.

Nata County had no city guard, no police station, and no church.

—This was a true lawless city.

The ones in charge of everything were the three Underground Gangs of the city.

Although chaotic and filled with sin, it was after all a lively city.

But the west side was different.

The western side of Nata County was gloomy and decaying, with dark green, viscous mold clinging to the surfaces of buildings. Even the rock tiles had lost their color, turning into a dull grey. No one stayed inside unprotected.

The ornamental plants on the streets had long since completely withered and decayed, the bone-white shrubs and trees that had become dry and brittle, as if they had decayed for decades. The corpses of small animals—like dead rats, hedgehogs, and wild ducks—had already bloated, turning into knee-high fleshy mounds that quietly remained in place, slowly writhing.

Strangely enough, the factories outside the western city were still operating.

However, what they spewed out was neither white steam nor dark yellow exhaust.

It was a thick blood mist.

The sky was covered by that blood mist, the clouds tinted crimson. At sunset, this shade of crimson would permeate through the clouds and be cast by the setting sun onto the "Eastern District."

—This signified the frenzy of blood and gunpowder was about to start.

After sunset, all hell broke loose.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out in a dark, lightless alley.

In any other city of Noah, this would have already drawn the attention of the city guard.

But here, not a single soul came to check out the noise.

Monster Teacher, grinning and furrowing his eyebrows, passed the smoking, rust-covered flintlock pistol to Delicious Wind Goose who was behind him.

At his knees lay a youth with his hands twisted behind his back and his head exploded.

Before his skull ingested the bullet, his forehead already bore two bullet scars.

Monster Teacher searched the boy’s body, finding a grey metal thin piece the size of a horse hoof, three copper coins, an empty syringe, a small bag of bullets, and a small aluminum can of "Black Fire."

Liquid Black Fire, superior to gunpowder powder, was more stable, and bullets fired with it were more powerful. If thrown, hitting the aluminum can with a bullet could turn it into a bomb.

A very dangerous setup.

Luckily, just a moment before he fired, Defu suddenly sprang from behind him, kicking him in the back of the head, and sent him sprawling, confused.

"...No surprise it’s Nata County."

Fiddling with the flintlock pistol confiscated from the youth, Delicious Wind Goose muttered, "Such a small kid is out here robbing people?"

"You call this robbery?"

Monster Teacher took out a silver coin, tapping the bulletholes on Andersen’s left arm: "If it weren’t for the old man Andersen knocking you out of the way just now, you’d probably have been dead on arrival in the city."

"Stop jabbering, and help me heal!"

Andersen, clutching his arm, yelped in pain: "Just heal it directly, it’s a graze, didn’t hit the bone... but it might have damaged a tendon, my arm is twitching."

"Let’s heal up a bit first. Who knows what the situation is here, so let’s conserve our use."

The Monster Teacher casually said, as he precisely flicked a silver coin onto the wound with a snap, like tossing a pebble.

The silver coin, glowing with a silver light, melted into a burst of radiance upon touching the wound, and Andersen’s bullet graze on his arm immediately healed. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, he was now able to move normally.

But in reality, it was only a rough healing.

To fully recover from such an injury, it would take slightly more than two silver coins.

Fortunately, the Monster Teacher didn’t have the so-called "heal to full OCD" common among Priest-type jobs.

——Because before entering the world of fog, he was a righteous green slinger.

Of course, now he had become a righteous green polisher...

This expedition to Nata County did indeed come with a lot of reserves — a lightweight squadron overloaded with four people and a cat, carrying about one hundred and twenty silver coins.

For severe injuries like severed limbs or extensive rib fractures, if treated immediately, roughly ten to twelve silver coins would be enough to heal them. This meant that they had a reserve of about ten health bars’ worth of healing resources.

Rather than calling it a Priest, it would be more like a "human-shaped health potion."

If it’s a fatal injury like a pierced heart... it’s better to die and be revived than to let them waste health potions.

Because Andersen temporarily didn’t possess the Divine Ability to heal fatal injuries.

Moreover, once it involved organs and the brain, the number of silver coins required would exponentially increase.

This was a figure they had scrabbled together with great difficulty from other players. Nearly forty percent of it was contributed by Dragon Well Tea alone.

"Find a place to stay?"

Monster Teacher glanced at Defu and asked, "Shall we find an inn? I’m a bit hungry."

"Let’s not."

Delicious Wind Goose scoffed, "You dare to stay in an inn in this kind of place? You dare to eat what’s inside? An inn on Cross Slope... whether we turn into fillings or not, I reckon by tomorrow these silver coins will definitely be gone."

"Then what do we do?"

Andersen frowned miserably, "Are we going to eat dry food and jerky again? And if there’s no bed, where do we log off tomorrow?"

"You’re silly. Now we can log off without needing a bed."

Delicious Wind Goose squinted, "My suggestion is... if nothing else comes up, the four of us shouldn’t log off for the next two days. Whoever needs to eat, drink, or take care of their business can log off to do so, and then come back while the others watch over them.

"Any of you have something to do?"

The three humans and one cat looked at each other and no one spoke.

Andersen answered, "It seems like it’s not a problem for anyone."

"Okay," Delicious Wind Goose immediately nodded, "then let’s settle on that for now.

"Let’s reiterate the mission objective. Our primary goal is to reside here for a week and complete three nightmare instances, setting up teleport points for others... Ideally, to be completed within ten days.

"The reward levels of the three nightmare instances, the experience inside the instances, plus the extra reward experience from the teleport points. It should enable Andersen and Defu to reach about level 16 or 17.

"The good thing about Nata County is that there are many wild Transcendents and demons here. And practically one hundred percent of Nata County’s Transcendents are major criminals, without the need to worry about the law or the reproach of conscience... My advice is to transition to level 20 as quickly as possible here and advance to silver.

"The Underworld is rich in resources but also very dangerous. Compared to unknown beasts, humans are far more vulnerable. After hunting a sufficient number of illegal Transcendents, we won’t advance here but will retreat back to the capital through the teleport points and advance in a safe place."

"Understood."

Andersen summarized, "Kill people. Find nightmares. Clear instances."

Monster Teacher added, "And find a place to sleep safely, at least don’t let the money get lost."

Defu meowed in agreement.

"...No, finding a place to sleep safely is impossible."

Delicious Wind Goose was very calm, "Prepare for the worst; our money and equipment could be lost at any time.

"I smell the scent of desire here... This place is filled with deceit, betrayal, rage, and envy."