Scourge Messenger

Chapter 208 The Pharmacist Wishes to See Yan Qing
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Yan Qing put down the Nesser game console. Bunny Girl had already fainted, and the screen was blank. It wasn't hard to imagine what would happen next; Master Suolong would probably imprison her in a heavily guarded place until Bunny Girl grew old and gray.

Although Master Suolong claimed to be acting for the sake of the world, Yan Qing was not an ordinary person who knew nothing about the power of natural disasters. Based on the fundamental premise that the power of natural disasters can only be obtained by challenging those of higher levels, why would Si Wuxie and other inheritors of natural disasters attack ordinary secret realms? They couldn't even get the spoils dropped by the demons in the secret realms, so destroying low-level secret realms would be meaningless to them.

Moreover, the fact that Master Dongshou can decide the life and death of his own people and Master Suolong can restore Yaoshiyuan's title with just a few words shows that they take everything from their families and country and use it like dirt. Do these Foundation Establishment Masters really care about the impact of low-level secret realms on ordinary people?

There is only one answer: what Foundation Establishment cultivators are truly worried about is the destruction of fourth-tier and higher secret realms by the successors of the Heavenly Calamity.

It's unlikely that Si Wuxie, that old bastard, can obtain the power of natural disasters by challenging a fifth-level secret realm. However, if he challenges a fourth-level secret realm, as long as he eliminates the fourth-level demon king, it will definitely be considered a challenge that surpasses 10 levels. He has nearly 18 points of the power of natural disasters. Even if only one-third of it was obtained after he reached the fourth level, he has at least destroyed six fourth-level secret realms.

What he can destroy must be places that are easy to defeat, practically ATMs for fourth-tier cultivators. Therefore, it's only natural that Foundation Establishment cultivators fear and even hate the Disaster Heirs. In the game, it's like finding a dungeon with extremely high cost-effectiveness, where you can get the maximum benefit in the shortest amount of time, and then a group of scoundrels called 'Disaster Heirs' destroy it one by one. If you were in their shoes, you would want to beat them up too.

Unfortunately, the successor of the Heavenly Calamity is also quite powerful. Putting aside the Dao Foundation Divine Power, his 18 points of true damage alone are enough to give a Foundation Establishment cultivator a hard time. Moreover, Si Wuxie is a demonic messenger, and he possesses the Asura Token that ignores defensive barriers!
Thinking about it this way, it becomes clear that the Disaster Heir is indeed disgusting. Fighting him isn't a sure way to win, but ignoring him just leads to him vandalizing ATMs everywhere. Besides, given what he's done, it's obvious he's a lone wolf, only concerned with his own survival. On the other hand, the Foundation Establishment Messenger has a large and powerful family. Would they really dare to fight the Disaster Heir to the death?
Perhaps Master Suolong also had the idea of ​​taking the Bunny Girl into his service. The successor of the natural disaster is a double-edged sword that the world despises, but if one can hold it tightly, who can refuse such a peerless sword?
Therefore, Master Suolong's statement that he would return the Bunny Girl to Yaoshiyuan once she reached Foundation Establishment was probably sincere. Because at that time, Yaoshiyuan would be on the same boat as the Foundation Establishment Messenger, and even for the sake of her own cultivation resources, she would help curb the Bunny Girl's calamities.

If ordinary Foundation Establishment is like a lord, then Disaster Foundation Establishment is like a pirate. The former focuses on cultivating the secret realm and planning for long-term benefits, while Disaster Foundation Establishment robs and runs away without ever staying in one place.

The pharmacist would choose, or rather, any normal person would choose the former.

After all, compared to stable returns, the benefits brought by the power of natural disasters are too small.

Yan Qing's high regard for the power of natural disasters is based on the premise that the power of natural disasters accumulates, the player's level reaches the ascension stage, and a complete build is formed.

If you have a dozen or so points of natural disaster power during the Foundation Establishment stage, is that powerful? It is very powerful, but the price is that everyone will treat you like a thief. Unless you never touch other people's secret realms for the rest of your life, you can expect to be jointly banned.

The power of natural disasters doesn't provide much help during the foundation-building stage, but if you choose the path of natural disasters, you're bound to encounter difficulties.

As the milestones show, for the power of Cataclysm to achieve a qualitative leap, at least all milestones need to be triggered, which would likely require 100 points. Let alone local players, even a single game account might not be able to achieve this. It's practically designed for real-time mode players; only multiple accounts grinding for Cataclysm power together could possibly achieve it.

Therefore, the natural disaster gameplay is a path only players can successfully navigate. It would be strange if someone like Si Wuxie, a successor to the natural disaster legacy, appeared. It's like in *The Legend of Sword and Fairy*, some people didn't know to take a boat to Hangzhou in Chapter Two, so they spent a very long time grinding at Shili Slope… With such little reward and so much effort, didn't they find it odd?
……

Yan Qing exited to the character selection screen and looked at the bunny girl on the screen who had removed all her tokens, and hesitated for a moment.

In fact, Yan Qing could delete the 'Bunny Girl' account right now. The supernatural powers of Master Suolong are indeed powerful, completely prohibiting all of Bunny Girl's actions. She can't even send emoticons. Apart from typing in the chat channel, she has almost no executable commands. Theoretically, Bunny Girl can't even commit suicide.

However, account deletion is the ultimate method that transcends all systems. Let alone a mere third-level Rabbit Girl, even a ninth-level Immortal Venerable would be instantly wiped out if their account was stolen.

The problem is that, according to the mechanics of the Cataclysmic Power, Bunny Girl loses half of her Cataclysmic Power upon death. And it's not just Bunny Girl; any subsequent account Yan Qing creates will also lose half of its Cataclysmic Power upon death.

"Ok?"

Yan Qing blinked, and he suddenly noticed that all the character information now displayed the data "Power of Calamity: 11," in dark gold engraved font. If you looked closely, you could also see that all the accounts were connected by a dark gold thread, which had a sense of 'sharing honor and disgrace'.

This change probably occurred after Bunny Girl acquired the power of the natural disaster, but Yan Qing had been switching accounts quickly these past few days and hadn't really looked at the character account interface in detail.

He suddenly had a guess, so he chose the 'Bunny Girl' account and went to delete it.

"Are you sure you want to permanently delete your game character 'Bunny Girl'? Please note that this action cannot be reversed, and the game character and all items in your personal inventory will be lost."

"Because 'Bunny Girl' is a Realistic Mode Cataclysm character, the first time you cancel your Cataclysm character each month costs 0 Cataclysm Power, the second time costs 1 point, the third time costs 2 points... The number of cancellations resets on the first of the following month."

Is it only free to cancel your account the first time each month...? That makes sense.

Yan Qing immediately realized that, to avoid losses, players in the "Cataclysmic" era would definitely dispose of their "useless alt accounts" to prevent them from being released and causing trouble for them. If deleting an account was equivalent to death, resulting in the entire account losing half of its "Cataclysmic" power, then players could simply log off the alt accounts and never log in again. Unlike Yan Qing's poor account, players could spend money to expand their character slots, and having ninety-nine characters simultaneously in the "Messenger" world wouldn't be a problem. Therefore, unless the official team was completely incompetent, they wouldn't add any barriers to account deletion.

The first account deletion each month is free, but subsequent deletions will incur additional costs. The official stance is clear: we're not against creating multiple accounts, but don't go too far. If you insist on going too far, then... well, you'll have to pay extra.

It seems the official team was under a lot of revenue pressure when the Cataclysm update was first released, which is why they came up with such a crooked idea to increase revenue.

Yan Qing stared at the bunny girl on the screen, his fingers rubbing against the buttons.

Since there's no loss in canceling the account, there's no need for Bunny Girl to keep taking up character slots.

Putting aside the question of when he can cultivate a Foundation Establishment character comparable to Master Suolong to save her, once Yan Qing really has a Foundation Establishment alt, he can directly cultivate a talent alt with 10 comprehension at the start, whose potential is far higher than that of Bunny Girl. Why bother cultivating Bunny Girl?

She has perfectly achieved Yan Qing's goal and successfully obtained the Foundation Establishment inheritance. Even if she dies, it's not a pity, let alone dying a peaceful death like erasing her account.
It's impossible for an alt account to keep up indefinitely. Putting aside whether there are enough character slots, Yan Qing simply doesn't have that much time. Once a stronger and more talented alt account is developed, the old alt account naturally becomes worthless.

But, however...

"Ugh."

Yan Qing leaned against the chair, looked up at the marble ceiling, and sighed deeply.

"Shang Xinlei, Yaoshiyuan, you two are really annoying."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Three short messages followed by one long message meant Shang Xinlei had come to call him for dinner.

That being said, let’s eat first.

Yan Qing skillfully bandaged his face, changed his clothes, combed his hair in front of the mirror, and straightened his collar. Actually, there was nothing to tidy up, because no matter how much he did, he couldn't change his mummy-like skin. He just felt that he couldn't be too casual... It had nothing to do with Shang Xinlei. It was just that this was the only time he had to interact with others each day, so it was only natural that he would pay a little more attention to it.

There was another knock on the door. Shang Xinlei hadn't done this before, but perhaps she lacked confidence in her cooking skills and was afraid the food would get cold and not taste good, so she had higher expectations for Yan Qing's cooking time.

"I'm coming."

Yan Qing opened the door, and sure enough, Shang Xinlei was standing outside. She was holding a plate of fried stuffed green peppers, pouting with a very unhappy expression. "Can you be a little faster next time? Why do I have to wait for you every day? Take a bite and see if it's too spicy."

Although she said that, Shang Xinlei's eyes were filled with anticipation. It must have been a dish she had painstakingly learned to make, and she couldn't even wait to eat. She had to let Yan Qing taste it while it was still hot and give him the best evaluation. Yan Qing realized that even if this fried stuffed green pepper was so spicy that his butt was burning, he still had to say it was delicious, otherwise he would have to eat Shang Xinlei's sour face for lunch.

Yan Qing used a toothpick to pick up a piece of fried stuffed chili pepper and put it in her mouth, chewing it very seriously for a while. Shang Xinlei looked nervous and asked, "How is it? Is it too spicy? Is there too much oil?"

"I think—" Yan Qing drawled, deliberately waiting for Shang Xinlei to reach her most anxious point before uttering the second half of her sentence: "Ah!?"

"What are you saying?!" Shang Xinlei was startled, thinking that the spice was too strong, but when she looked up, she found that Yan Qing was not looking at her and looked like she had seen a ghost.

Pretty much the same, actually.

Yan Qing looked past Shang Xinlei's shoulder and toward the open door in the distance. A person he had seen day and night for the past few days walked out, the only difference being that she was now wearing a black wolf mask.

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