Reincarnation Paradise: Giant Treasure Chest

Although it is called a park, it is actually a woodland with huge trees, and the griffins' habitat is on the top of these huge trees.

There are suspension bridges connecting the trees, and wooden stairs on the trees for tourists to walk on.

But now, the flat forest ground was covered with clumps of foul-smelling griffin droppings.

Bellerophon's eyes twitched as he watched. This level of situation really needed to be cleaned up.

The Grey Gentleman had never done this kind of mission before and didn't know how to proceed. Bellerophon then took the Grey Gentleman and followed the griffin's rise and fall to find the management office located on the tallest tree.

"Hello, I'm a trial participant tasked with cleaning up griffin feces. Where do I start?"

Bellerophon asked the puppet-costume staff behind the counter in a friendly manner.

Upon hearing this, the sleeping puppet twitched, and a large hand covered with dense black sweat hair stretched out from the big mouth of the black and white mouse puppet. Then it fumbled on the messy table, touched a cigarette, and retracted it.

Then white smoke emerged from various parts of the puppet costume, and the man spoke with resentment:

"The forks and the transport vehicle are in the back. Griffin droppings are very nutritious and need to be transported to the cesspool at the north gate. Those damned griffins, I've taught them so many times to poop in a specific spot, poop in a specific spot, but they just won't learn!"

Hearing the other party give the location of the tools, Bellerophon knew that the mission had been advanced, so he looked at the Gray Gentleman pitifully. He didn't have to do the task of shoveling shit, but just wanted to take the opportunity to escape from the Gray Gentleman.

The Gray Gentleman ignored this little trick and was about to ask the puppet. Normally, the Gray Gentleman would just make the other party into a secret puppet without going through so much trouble.

But here, the Gray Gentleman didn't have the courage.

"I received a request from Mrs. Monzano to find the necklace for her. Did you find the necklace?"

"Tsk~ What commission? Monzano's necklace, who knows where in the griffin's belly it is. She does this all the time, tricking people into looking for the necklace, then tricking them out to play with her in the name of reward."

The staff member in mouse puppet costume revealed the secret.

Is this the additional development of finding Mrs. Monzano and returning the necklace?

The gray gentleman suppressed the urge to curse and continued:

"Don't worry about it. Just tell me which griffins Lady Monzano might have ridden."

"I don't know, go shovel the shit with him!"

The mouse puppet responded badly, and another round of white smoke came out.

"What? You want to hit me? Huh? Come on!"

The mouse puppet looked at the gray gentleman's unfriendly eyes, sat up straight on the recliner, and spread his arms arrogantly in provocation.

"Black Thunder!"

The Gray Gentleman did not dare to kill at will, but he dared to teach the other party a lesson and let the other party speak.

The sudden thunder struck the mouse puppet's head, and the seemingly middle-aged decadent man suddenly became agile.

He easily caught the black thunder in his hand. The next moment, the mouse puppet jumped out from behind the table in extreme anger and grabbed the collar of the gray gentleman who had no time to retreat.

"You dare to do that! Bang!"

The fist as big as a sandbag landed on the gray gentleman's head like hammering iron.

The Gray Gentleman's power couldn't even leave his body before being hammered back.

"How dare you do that? I'm working for free, do you understand? This kind of thing is a complete waste of time for me, do you understand? Damn black-peeled egg!"

The mouse puppet cursed and hammered angrily.

Bellerophon watched helplessly as the famous offender, the Grey Gentleman, was beaten speechlessly by a flaming fist, his mouth and nose twisted and blood splattered all over the floor.

The mouse puppet hammered for a long time but didn't kill them. It just grabbed the Gray Gentleman and Bellerophon and threw them out of the treetop.

Then the fork and the dung cart were thrown out together and hit the gray gentleman who fell to the ground.

Not long after, the gray gentleman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and crawled up, not daring to say a word.

The dark-skinned gray gentleman knew who it was. He knew that he could not afford to offend the person who dared to curse like that without any scruples in this trial. It would be a very good result if he could survive the beating.

"what!"

At this time, Bellerophon had already started working. He had just shoveled a pile of shit, but before throwing it into the dung heap, Bellerophon shouted in surprise.

There was a complete soul crystal core in the pile of shit.

"Take it yourself!" The moment the gray gentleman touched the dung fork, he knew who was beating him.

Dung Fork (not owned)

Origin: Gondor Griffin Farm/Anor Londo/Mouse Doll (Demon Blacksmith)

Quality: Origin Grade

Category: Long Weapon

Prerequisites: Complete the quests Feeding/Cleaning Up the Feces/Things in the Treetops/Monzano's Necklace.

Attack power: 109~1204 points.

Durability: 99/100.

Equipment Effect 50: Shit Fork. After equipping this item, the efficiency of shoveling shit is increased by 1%, the happiness of special existence is increased by 1, and the true luck is increased by point (this bonus is only available in Anor Londo.)

Equipment effect two: Abyssal Poison. After equipping this item, the abyss resistance is increased by 1 point, and all attacks are accompanied by abyssal erosion (this is an inherent attribute of the abyss weapon, retained due to special tempering).

Equipment effect three: Sharpness, this item's sharpness +1, piercing level +3; each attack causes a layer of tearing effect to units below heavy armor level, lasting 45 seconds (can be stacked, up to 3 layers).

Tear: Defense attribute decreases by 10%, and there is a certain probability of triggering bleeding effect when moving at high speed.

Item Description: This should have been a weapon that transcended time. The Demon Blacksmith confidently transformed the Abyssal Weapon into a weapon that could be used by everyone after being tempered by the Fire of Original Sin and the Fire of the Sun.

But because of the interest of a great being, it turned into a dung fork.

"No matter what, this thing looks like a dung fork!"

———An unknown great being

Selling Price: Title not acquired.

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Chapter 499 Dream City in the Mirror

The Gray Gentleman scooped up the shit with an extremely sharp dung fork while watching Bellerophon's movements with great interest.

The dung fork in Bellerophon's hand was covered with a thick layer of dirt, and he was wearing special gloves, so he couldn't notice the abnormality of the dung fork.

Bellerophon was still trying to check, trying to find the second soul crystal core in the shit.

The Gray Gentleman was thinking. Judging from the prompt on the dung fork, the difficulty of the task to be completed is basically the same as shoveling dung and retrieving the necklace. It will only take some time and is not a difficult task.

Then the appearance of the Demon Blacksmith here will cause big problems.

There are two possibilities. One is that the Demon Blacksmith offended Avia and was punished and placed here as an ordinary plot character.

Another possibility is that this seemingly evil Griffin Field series of quests hides a huge secret that requires the personal presence of the Demon Blacksmith.

Dang rang~

The gray gentleman threw away the dung fork in his hand and stared at the tops of the many tall trees.

"What are you doing? There's a soul core in your shit!"

Bellerophon couldn't help but speak.

"You are free now, take your time cleaning the shit!"

With the high-level authority of Dawn Paradise, Gray Gentleman was not so concerned about ordinary resources, especially when he saw the violent rats supporting the Dawn Revival and directly taking a large amount of soul resources from the Hole of the Abyss, he understood one thing.

For Avia, ordinary resources are meaningless and can even be disposed of at will by violent rats.

The Gray Gentleman has always had a high opinion of himself. Although his plan to become the master of Dawn Paradise failed, the revival of Dawn was basically handled by him.

Naturally, he would not be interested in anything that Ivia looked down upon, and the things that Ivia asked the demon blacksmith to be responsible for were the real treasures.

The Gray Gentleman's main goal is to survive, but if he doesn't take this treasure that is delivered to his doorstep, it would be a waste of this opportunity.

Perhaps it was because the Gray Gentleman was staring at the treetops that aroused the dissatisfaction of the proud griffins, but a pile of foul-smelling feces fell down along with the griffins' malice.

These griffins were temporarily made by Ivia based on the prototype of the wise griffins from Siren Star, Morey's hometown. The Demon Blacksmith guessed correctly that these griffins could understand human language and were defecating on purpose.

The Gray Gentleman calmly moved aside, ignoring the droppings and continuing to observe the treetops.

This attitude angered the proud griffins, and shit rained down from the sky.

The Gray Gentleman didn't care, but Bellerophon, who was in charge of shoveling shit, became anxious on the spot. He threw the dung fork in his hand at the griffins in the sky, trying to drive them away.

Ordinary dung forks without throwing and ranged skills naturally cannot hurt the griffins.

It was just to help the Grey Gentleman divert his firepower, and the griffins began to target Bellerophon who dared to resist.

The Gray Gentleman looked at the treetops for a long time. The griffin's nest blocked most of his view and he couldn't find anything unusual, so the Gray Gentleman decided to climb up the tree to take a look.

The contractor Bellerophon can be used to explore the way.

"Pick up the dung forks, don't throw them, it'll scare them."

The griffins' extremely intelligent attitude made the Gray Gentleman convinced that they could tell the dung fork was extraordinary, but Bellerophon lost the first dung fork, so the griffins were so unscrupulous.

Bellerophon obediently picked up the dung fork dropped by the Gray Gentleman and was instantly shocked by its properties.

"Thank you!" Bellerophon thought this was a gift from the Gray Gentleman, and spoke with great gratitude.

The Grey Gentleman was a conspirator extremely skilled in plotting, and he instantly recognized the sincerity of Bellerophon's gratitude.

Moreover, it was obvious that Bellerophon was a contractor belonging to the Orderly Good camp. They had a considerable advantage in this trial. There were a few such contractors. A plan of exploring the way like a puppet instantly took shape in the Gray Gentleman's mind.

"I suspect the Demon Blacksmith is here because there are important items here. Let's go to the tree and check it out!"

The Gray Gentleman suggested.

Completely turning the opponent into a puppet is the lowest level of puppet manipulation, and it does not take advantage of his good attributes.

The only way a skilled puppeteer can do is to make the other party follow his will unconsciously. The first step for the Gray Gentleman is to gain Bellerophon's trust.

The trial participants outside the city began to get on track, and the same was true for those inside the city.

With the ancient gods paving the way and becoming decorations, the trial participants knew that force would not work, and they began to take the right path spiritually.

By only doing tasks within the city, a group of trial-takers soon stood out, saved a lot of time, became two-star trial-takers, and began to accept more advanced tasks.

Trial-takers gathered in groups of three or four in front of the two-star notice board of the Outer City Security Office.