Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

"The usual place, Hunter's Hall," Lin Lan said calmly.

Although Lin Lan possessed the special ability of foresight, he was quite unfamiliar with everything in this strange and mysterious place before him.

The threat of the undead is often far more terrifying than that of demons. Whether it's to uncover the reasons behind an incident or to rescue someone trapped in danger, a reliable and capable team is essential.

Moreover, what about Ashariya...?

Among the hunter mage community, there are plenty of people who are fearless and willing to take risks!

The Hunter's Hall was bustling with activity. Wherever there was danger, there were hunters. The more perilous the place, the richer the treasure often lay hidden. And the Ancient Capital Hunter's Alliance was particularly active amidst this chaos.

Lin Lan's gaze fell on the constantly scrolling and flashing bounty screen, and he immediately noticed that the "rescue" category had the most requests.

"We've come to the right place. So many rescue requests. It seems quite a few people are in danger." Mo Fan frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

Amid the undead riot, many are likely still trapped in the terrifying area outside the city walls. Those who have managed to escape are naturally willing to pay a hefty sum to hire a hunter mage to rescue their loved ones.

"What rescue? To put it bluntly, it's just a corpse-collecting team." A sharp, duck-like voice suddenly interrupted.

Mo Fan turned his head and saw a short hunter mage dressed in an adventure-style outfit standing to the side. Because of the other party's short stature, Mo Fan even had to lower his head slightly to see his face clearly.

The short man was clearly eager to demonstrate his abilities and seek opportunities for cooperation, so he couldn't wait to show off his experience, a hint of smugness on his face: "Those who post commissions just don't want their loved ones to become those disgusting filth outside. So, our Ancient Capital Hunter Alliance is almost turning into a corpse-collecting alliance."

“We have a friend who has gone missing outside,” Lin Lan said slowly, a hint of worry in her eyes.

"It's obvious you're visiting the ancient capital for the first time. Do you know the rules for hunter mages here?" The short man's eyes revealed a hint of contempt, while also carrying the sense of superiority that comes from years of experience in this place.

"I'm really not sure about that," Mo Fan replied truthfully.

“Here, which surviving hunter mage hasn’t abandoned their teammates? The most common phrase they use is: ‘Don’t look back, we’ll come back to collect the corpses during the day!’” the short man said, pursing his lips.

In reality, within this ancient capital, a mere turn of the head could unleash hordes of undead emerging from the earth. If teammates are already caught in a swarm of the dead and lack sufficient strength, returning to rescue them would be tantamount to suicide.

Neither Lin Lan nor Mo Fan interrupted, but instead gestured for the short man to continue. Anyone with eyes could see that the short man wanted to extract some benefits from them.

Seeing their composure and unmoved demeanor, the short man decided to raise his stakes, continuing, "Those who are stranded outside, if they survive one night, are certain to die. Sending people to rescue them is just a euphemism; in reality, it's just to collect their corpses, lest their remains become part of the undead. So, don't expect to actually bring them back. Finding even one or two pieces of your friend's remains and managing to return alive yourself would be quite an achievement." As he spoke, the short man stroked his ducal beard smugly, convinced that his words would persuade the two to seek his help. In his eyes, they were like two plump lambs.

"Stop rambling and just tell me your solution," Lin Lan interrupted him impatiently.

"Hehe...Young man, you're quite clever." The short man laughed again, his two upturned mustaches trembling slightly with his laughter, making him look particularly comical.

"Can we go to Yangyang Village?" Mo Fan asked, looking directly at the short man.

Seeing how readily the two agreed, the short man still wanted to show them his abilities, so he continued, "It seems you two do indeed have important business. I know there are many smart people these days, and not many will easily believe someone like me who jumps out to boast. You two stay here for now..."

Before the short man could finish speaking, Lin Lan calmly showed him her bank card and the Hunter Master qualification certificate that exuded an imposing aura.

The short man's eyes lit up instantly when he saw the gleaming Hunter Master certificate and bank card; he was incredibly excited! The short man and his brothers were fairly strong, but it would be even better if these two possessed sufficient self-defense capabilities. Moreover, this young "kid"—no, he should be addressed as a respected Hunter Master—was definitely not to be underestimated; he was probably much stronger than them.

The Hunter Master's certificate was absolutely impossible to fake, the dwarf knew. While they could guarantee they wouldn't be surrounded by a large number of undead at night, they couldn't guarantee they wouldn't be attacked by wandering undead. With these two around, their safety would be much more assured should they encounter an undead attack! Besides, this Hunter Master was so straightforward, even taking out his bank card, which made the dwarf overjoyed.

“You’re both aware of the recent situation in the ancient capital. We’re both high-level mages, and I’m even at the highest level. If you deposit one million into this card, we’ll help you deal with any potential undead attacks. Otherwise, are you planning to use your mid-level mage strength to deal with the recent undead riots?” Lin Lan’s expression was calm, his tone filled with undeniable confidence.

The gray garlic in the short man's hand was an extremely valuable item in this area, which was why Lin Lan had approached him. Claiming to be a high-level fully-trained cultivator wasn't an exaggeration; after all, with Lin Lan's strength, he was confident he could easily handle ten ordinary high-level fully-trained cultivators!

The short man was about to reach for the bank card when he heard Lin Lan's words and immediately froze. He was about to lash out in a tirade when he heard Lin Lan say she was a high-level, fully-trained cultivator…

"My God, this strength... I can't afford to mess with them," the short man thought to himself, secretly lamenting.

However, the short man wasn't a fool. He understood that for someone of Lin Lan's strength, traversing the undead-infested area unscathed would be no easy feat. There were undoubtedly quite a few commander-level undead here; otherwise, this person would have chosen to go alone.

Considering the recent grim situation and the strength of the two men before him, the short man felt that a discount was acceptable.

"How about I give you a 50% discount, you two great masters? I usually charge ten million, but for your sake, I'll only charge five million," the short man said with a beaming smile and a fawning tone.

"You heartless guide, ten million? Why don't you just rob someone?" Mo Fan was furious and almost turned to leave.

"No, buddy, we have a hunter master as our guarantor, and we're risking our lives to do this for you," the short man quickly explained.

"Am I not a master hunter?" Lin Lan raised an eyebrow and asked in return.

Upon hearing Lin Lan's words, the short man suddenly seemed to remember something and cautiously asked, "May I ask how old you are, Master?"

“20,” Lin Lan replied briefly.

“Master, we can waive your fee. I could tell from the start that you are no ordinary person. I have never seen a hunter master this young before. You are truly astonishing!” the short man said hurriedly.

In his view, befriending such a young and promising master hunter was far more important than the five million.

“I remember that Sha Yuan seems to have appeared recently,” Lin Lan continued calmly.

"Master, give me the card, it's a million, right? We'll give it to you!" Upon hearing this, the short man immediately put on a fawning expression and hurriedly said.

Mo Fan's eyes widened in disbelief. Not only did he not have to pay ten million, he also made a million in profit!

It only took a few words.

"By the way, I'm not just taking orders from you guys, so there will be other people in the team," the short man said.

"It's okay, I guess that person is a beautiful woman," Lin Lan said.

“Indeed…” The short man nodded involuntarily, drooling, as he thought of Asharia’s black stockings… (End of Chapter)