Scourge Messenger

Chapter 244 Pastries, Sweet
The pharmacist wrapped his arms around Yan Qing's neck and hugged him tightly.

She seemed very nervous, her body trembling slightly, but her hands were gripping very tightly.

Before Yan Qing could react, the pharmacist released his hands and stepped back.

She appeared calm, but averted her gaze as she spoke: "So this isn't a thank you."

"……you're right."

Yan Qing's lips twitched: "I feel like I was molested by you."

Suddenly lunging forward and then suddenly dodging back, Yan Qing felt a pressure on her chest, experiencing for the first time in her life the feeling of a virgin being attacked by a lecherous thief.

The pharmacist blushed, but continued speaking at her own pace: "A scumbag like you, a degenerate, a lecher, everything you do is for yourself, never for us, right?"

"Correct."

"I'm not hugging you to thank you. I was just trying to hug Bunny Girl when she said my armor was hurting her, so I really wanted to hug someone. And you just happen to be her brother. I'm just using you as a substitute."

“I understand, meal replacements.”

“Meal replacement? That’s right, that’s what I mean.” Pharmacist Yuan sniffed. “This hug isn’t for you, it’s for Bunny Girl. Don’t get the wrong idea.”

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, then said, "According to this logic, you should give me money."

"it is good."

What? You really gave me that? Can I sell something even while wearing a mask? This was the first time Yan Qing had received such a high-value recognition, comparable to the incredulous looks his friends gave him when he was peeing.

"But it's not about giving money, it's about teaching," the pharmacist said slowly. "Since you have time to have lunch with the Red Serpent at noon, you should also be able to spare half an hour to spar with me."

She glanced at Yan Qing: "You should know what I'm talking about."

Yan Qing felt a wave of embarrassment. Had he become so bad that even the apothecary couldn't stand by and do nothing? However, he was also quite self-aware. In the battle in the dungeon, he won entirely by relying on numbers. There was no skill involved; it was all about brute force. Not to mention his attack, he also relied entirely on the Mountain Heart-Protecting Mirror for defense. If it weren't for the Bingzi Pepper Forest granting him a sufficiently safe attack range, he probably would have had his defensive barrier shattered long ago.

Although he possesses the Naraku Curse technique, which excels at severing limbs, and has 11 points of true damage, he rarely triggers 'severing limbs,' and the severing always comes very late. Ultimately, this is due to his poor combat ability and inability to focus his attacks on the same body part.

You must understand that the constables of the Divine Marquis's Mansion are just demons, and their mobility and adaptability are far inferior to those of regular messengers!

Yan Qing also vaguely felt that he couldn't continue like this. After all, life is like falling in love, it comes like a tornado. In addition, with the peculiar gameplay of the Thieves' House, he either doesn't play at all, or if he does, it must be a match between equals or top-level players. Opportunities in low-level matches are extremely rare.

The Thieves' Den is so appealing in terms of both security and rewards that Yan Qing finds hard to give up. After much thought, the only solution he can come up with is to adapt to the Thieves' Den's environment and improve his knowledge. While there's nothing wrong with playing in low-skill games forever, becoming a real-world gaming master would open up a whole new world for him.

Now that the pharmacist was offering him special training, it was like a godsend, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, like kidney stones meeting ultrasound – exactly what Yan Qing wanted. He wasn't one to mince words; he could tell that the pharmacist wanted to repay a debt of gratitude but didn't want to get too involved, deliberately keeping their relationship purely transactional. So he simply nodded, "Okay."

Yan Qing noticed that Shang Xinlei next to him was staring wide-eyed as if she wanted to say something, and immediately spoke up first, "But the Red Serpent must come too."

The pharmacist paused slightly, glancing at the red snake and then at Yan Qing, a hint of pity in her eyes, as if she were looking at two idiots. She hadn't witnessed Shang Xinlei's fighting skills, but since even a novice like Yan Qing thought Shang Xinlei needed tutoring, it meant these two were definitely on the same level.

"no problem."

Shang Xinlei was stunned: Not a buddy? Do I look like I want to join you guys?
"Since you've agreed, I'll take your previous application as a yes."

Yan Qing was taken aback: "What application?"

"After I came out of the lava pool, you helped me remove my armor and said a few words to me. Didn't I ask you a question?"

Yan Qing searched his memories diligently and indeed found such a passage. He had asked Yao Shiyuan if he would dare to act so recklessly again, and Yao Shiyuan's reply was: 'None of your business! I'm just following your orders this time. What, do you really want to be my leader and command me?'

No, isn't this irony? This is a question!

"It seems you've remembered." The pharmacist smiled slightly. "Then from now on, I am yours, leader."

"Wait, wait, wait!" Yan Qing looked completely bewildered. "Didn't you just say we'd start from scratch, with no outstanding debts? How come—"

"It is indeed starting from scratch, but our starting point is not just being teammates. We've all shared this secret, so how can we go back to the way things were before?" Pharmacist said slowly, "Besides, I'll be your martial arts instructor from now on, so of course I need a title, don't I?"

She mouthed the words "Yan Qing".

Natural disaster organization!

Yan Qing suddenly realized why the pharmacist was willing to settle past debts of gratitude before offering them special training. All this talk of repaying kindness and making deals was just a pretext for her to stay in the Disaster Organization! She saw through Yan Qing's terrible combat skills and knew she definitely needed special training. Who else in the Thieves' Family was more suitable for this position than her?
Although Yan Qing also has powerful subordinates, if his subordinates could help him cultivate, would he have performed such poorly tonight?
“We’re teammates in the Thieves’ Clan, we can’t go back on our promises.” Pharmacist Yuan smiled, a hint of mischief in his eyes, and waved his hand: “Goodnight, Chief.”

She glanced at Shang Xinlei: "Goodnight, Red Serpent."

Watching the pharmacist return to his room with light steps, after a brief silence, Yan Qing suddenly burst out and rushed to his room.

But Shang Xinlei still grabbed her shoulder. "What happened to you in the dungeon?"

"Kill people, save people, you saw it all."

"anything else?"

"What else? Look, my left shoulder is still injured. Black Wolf seemed to have used too much force and it reopened my wound—"

"Stop pretending, your wound has already scabbed over." Shang Xinlei grabbed his left hand and took back the grass bracelet: "Why did Black Wolf say she was yours? What secrets do you two share?"

Yan Qing's brain raced, trying to craft a perfect answer:

"I won't tell you." The knitting failed.

"why did not you tell me?"

"Because it would be very troublesome."

Yan Qing, the leader of the Natural Disaster Organization, didn't actually want to recruit thieves. Firstly, there was a limit to the number of members, and even just adding alt accounts would fill the limit. Secondly, when Shang Xinlei discovered that the pharmacist was willing to join the Natural Disaster Organization before her, she felt that a very troublesome situation would arise.

It's better to keep it a secret and find an opportunity to kick the pharmacist out later.

"Are you not going to say it now, or will you never say it in the future?"

"Now, probably."

"Did you hypnotize, brainwash, or charm Black Wolf?"

"No."

"Could Black Wolf have suddenly lost his mind?"

"will not."

"Are you poisoned and need to mate to get rid of the poison?"

"No."

"Is Black Wolf's chest big?"

"big."

Shang Xinlei kicked Yan Qing's buttocks with all her might, making a loud thud. Yan Qing was in so much pain that she almost jumped up, and without hesitation, she kicked back with her left foot. But Shang Xinlei had already run away, rushed to the door, and entered the room in one swift motion.

"You'll be eating shit tomorrow!" Shang Xinlei gripped the doorknob and said hatefully to Yan Qing.

"Wait, let me say something."

Shang Xinlei stopped and closed the door, wanting to see what kind of ivory the dog's mouth could spew out.

"Red Serpent, although you are not as good as Black Wolf now, as long as you train with me, you will catch up with Black Wolf one day. Don't feel inferior!" Yan Qing encouraged.

Shang Xinlei was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at Yan Qing, her face flushed with anger.

"I changed my mind."

She gave Yan Qing the middle finger, "You'll be eating dog shit tomorrow! Dog shit!"

Watching Shang Xinlei slam the door shut, Yan Qing scratched his head in confusion.

Am I wrong? She's not as good as Black Wolf in either hardware or software. He's a peak third-tier Heavenly Fiend Messenger, whose raw power crushed the Duke of Zhuguo. You're just a lowly second-tier who hasn't even reached the third tier yet. Wouldn't you have a chance to catch up with Black Wolf if you trained with me?

Sigh, the purity of the red snake is too low.

At this moment, Shang Xinlei suddenly opened the door again and walked over angrily. Yan Qing assumed a fighting stance, ready to meet the challenge. However, Shang Xinlei slapped an exquisite lunchbox on his face, returned to her room without saying a word, and this time it seemed she really went back.

Yan Qing opened the lunchbox, which contained some pastries. They were a little deformed because Shang Xinlei had just patted them. They were just ordinary mung bean cakes and water chestnut cakes.

He tasted a piece, savored it carefully, and felt... it was just an ordinary pastry. However, after working all night, Yan Qing was indeed a bit hungry, and he ate it all in no time after taking it back to his room.

It's sweet and quite delicious.

(End of this chapter)