Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

"The first stage is to accumulate 'exorcism points' to upgrade our team to 'advanced exorcism squad'. This process usually requires completing ten advanced quests."

but……

The first is exorcism points, and the second is normal bounty rewards.

Zuo Chang glanced at her: "Lizhi, watch your face. We're here to be heroes, not bandits."

She continued, "Don't know? Let me tell you! The stage for the Grand Wars is set in real history from 1,200 years ago. We are currently in 'Little Mascus,' a border city of the 'Old Golden Empire.' Historically, this place suffered greatly from demonic scourges, and a powerful hero did indeed emerge from there."

Zuo Chang, feigning ignorance, said, "The gods really like to take a segment of real history and turn it into a dungeon or level for adventurers to experience. Sky City is like that, 'Black Goat' is like that, and the Grand Wars... I believe it will be no exception."

The so-called "exclusion" is nothing more than murder.

Lychee raised her index finger and shook it in front of Fenggu, making a clicking sound with her lips.

The three of them remained silent.

Feng Gu was somewhat puzzled.

All commissions offer two types of rewards—

Feng Gu frowned, a hint of panic in her voice: "General, shall we split up?"

"...He failed?"

Ten commissions?

She said quite seriously, "Yes, General, I will do my best."

Zuo Chang tapped the commission form with his fingernail, making a crisp sound: "But its bounty reward is quite impressive! The 'Witchcraft School' is a powerful support school, which is very suitable for Feng Gu. If we can get it, Feng Gu's combat power will be greatly enhanced! I think it is necessary to give it a try."

It was also somewhat invigorating.

Lychee made "hmm hmm hmm" sounds and nodded, saying, "Well said! Great people don't concern themselves with trifles, and the other contestants are 'exempt from death' here. Being killed is just elimination; as for the 'local natives'... ha, they are people from a thousand years ago, they are all dead. Miss Lychee can kill without any burden, one cut at a time, without any mercy!"

For players vying for the top spot, points are definitely more important than bounty rewards.

Lychee waved her hand, her tone relaxed: "Basically, Miss Lychee is only interested in the deeds of people and things. I have absolutely no interest in the specific strategies for the Grand Tournament, so I don't know anything about them!"

"We are now playing the role of that hero. The one who will ultimately eradicate the demonic scourge is the 'Grand Hero'!"

She frowned slightly and asked, "Who is that real 'powerful hero'? I've never heard of him."

That's far too much.

Zuo Chang looked at the lychee: "Lychee, don't you know about it?"

Blood Mist Ridge is the location of the demonic scourge. Defeat the lurking demons and you will be the victor in the battle for the Grand Rank.

Anyway, that's how the background story of the Grand Wars is presented in the game.

Zuo Chang didn't seem to care much and said, "The final stage of the battle for the crown can actually be divided into two stages."

Mayumi asked, "Father, approximately in a few days will the second phase begin?"

"As long as sages exist, so will great thieves!"

Zuo Chang nodded with a smile and carefully examined the entrustment on the wall.

As Zuo Chang spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to a row of wooden signs on the wall.

Those wooden signs are the nameplates of the "Advanced Exorcist Squad".

Zuo Chang looked around at them and asked, "Do you know what to do?"

Lychee waved her hand and laughed, “No one knows his name, and no one praises his deeds, after all, he failed. Generally speaking, historians call him the ‘Nameless Hero’ or the ‘Last Hero of the Old Golden Empire’.”

Lychee smiled, her beautiful lips curving upwards: "I'm a scholar, I read a lot."

Feng Gu blinked, clearly unaware of this history.

Mayumi looked at Lychee and stopped asking questions: "Miss Lychee is quite knowledgeable."

“We must split up. Because the other participants will definitely split up, and if we stick together, we will inevitably fall behind.” Zuo Chang turned to look at her. “Director Feng, the first stage is actually your home turf. Many tasks that must be completed as a team score far more points than tasks that can be completed by one person. You are a team by yourself. You are our ballast, and you shouldn’t be asking such a simple question.”

What kind of disaster is this so-called demonic affliction?

Why did the last hero of the era fail?

"Yes. The nameless hero of the old Golden Empire was ultimately defeated by the demonic scourge, and the entire empire perished because of it. History and stories are fundamentally different. History is a collection of failures. No matter how glorious a nation may be, it will eventually perish. Because humans always make mistakes, right?"

The witchcraft school?

She looked at the lychee, then at Zuo Chang, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Mayumi counted and asked, "Are there only seven spots left?"

Zuo Chang pointed to the wall and said, "Choose a commission for yourself, pay attention to the techniques, and try to choose one that is short in time, high in points, and has the best cost-effectiveness. Before the second phase begins, we need to split up."

Eh--

True to his nature, he remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Mayumi asked, "Father, is that request any good? It's a lost item request, and the exorcism points are only a mere five... This might not be a good choice."

Mayumi is also a fish that has failed nine times.

Even the most common "escort" assignments, no matter how fast, must adhere to basic principles—

Reality is not a game; a commission can be completed in just a few minutes.

Zuo Chang nodded: "Yes. But there's no need to feel a sense of urgency. If all else fails, we can find a way to 'eliminate' a few teams."

These ten commissions should take at least ten days to half a month, right?

Zuo Chang continued, "After a period of time, the city lord of Little Mascus will summon all the 'Advanced Exorcist Squads' to form teams and head to Blood Mist Ridge to exterminate the demons. This is the second phase."

Did you hear that?

Amidst the dense fog of Blood Mist Ridge, someone was weeping bitterly!

Next Chapter——

"The defeated hero!"

Stay tuned!

Chapter 216 Plucking the Strings of Fate

[Request: Please help me find my grandfather's sword.]

Zuo Chang stood in front of what could be described as a luxurious villa and looked once again at the commission form in his hand.

This is a lost and found request.

The Malen family is a fairly well-known family in Little Mascus, mainly engaged in the leather armor business, and has a modest fortune.

Old Man Malone used to be an exorcist, but now his whole family focuses on business, and they have escaped their misery.

Zuo Chang knocked on the door and explained his purpose.

Butler Malone soon led Zuo Chang to the study, where they met a young man who looked to be in his twenties.

The young man was very attentive.

With a smile, he took the initiative to shake hands with Zuo Chang: "Your Excellency, hello! I am Twain Mullen."

Twain Maren.

Grandson of Old Malen.

Zuo Chang showed his exorcist badge and said, "Mr. Twain, I've accepted your bounty. I've come to verify the situation—do you still need help?"

Twain nodded: "Yes, I still need it. The quest location is deep in Bloodmist Ridge, a place that is now extremely dangerous, and no exorcist dares to approach it... To my shame, the guild has suggested several times that I increase the quest reward, but my grandfather disagrees. He believes that the 'Witchcraft School' is a rare and good skill stone, and it is enough to pay the reward."

Zuo Chang nodded simply: "Your grandfather knew his stuff, and so do I."

Upon hearing this, Twain Mullen thought to himself—

I don't feel anything.

As a pure businessman, he felt nothing for adventure or exorcists, and even held them in some contempt.

What I said earlier was just a casual remark.

Increase commission rewards?

Please, what's the value of that broken sword that it's worth spending a fortune to get it back?

It would be better to open another shop!

Zuo Chang was willing to accept the commission. Whether it succeeded or failed, he didn't care if he died in Blood Mist Ridge. Twain Malone only hoped that Zuo Chang's blood wouldn't splatter on his shoes.

"Oh!"

During their conversation, the study door was suddenly opened.

An elderly man with white hair strode in and looked around the room. His gaze quickly settled on Zuo Chang's face, and he exclaimed without warning, "Full of vigor and vitality, what a fine young man!"

"??"

Who are you?

"Grandfather, what brings you here?"

Twain immediately stood up.

"Grandfather" glanced at Twain with disdain and said, "I heard that an exorcist accepted my commission, so I came to see. Young man, are you that exorcist?"

Zuo Chang nodded: "My name is Zuo Chang."

"A strange name. But it doesn't matter, I can see your courage shining brightly. For many years, Blood Mist Ridge has been a place that everyone avoids like the plague, and you are willing to take on this mission, which shows your great courage! Are you ready? If you are, then let's set off!"

Zuo Chang frowned.

The moment the old man appeared before him, a notification suddenly appeared in front of him:

You seem to have touched reality...

A strange notification.

No further information is available.

What reality have I touched?

Zuo Chang was puzzled and remained silent.