Chapter 19

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

After half an hour, Su Mo had killed 40 or so monsters, and he finally obtained a Frost Horn.

He looked at the time and decided to farm for a bit more. The monsters did not drop much money, but they dropped quite a lot of equipment. The 40 or so monsters had dropped seven pieces of equipment, and even Silver grade Level 30 equipment would be worth quite a few silver coins per piece on the market.

The Frost Horns seemed to be quite valuable, and if he could get a few extra ones, he could go and sell them. After all, it had been quite difficult to get here.

However, Su Mo was not too greedy. After he had three Frost Horns in his bag, he chose to leave. The levels of the monsters in the cave were getting higher and higher, and he even encountered an enhanced Elite monster. He had only been able to escape by sacrificing Lafu.

There was definitely a boss in the depths of the cave, and being chased by a true King grade Boss was something that he definitely did not want to experience.

Strengthening Heart was quite troublesome, as it was an item that only appeared in a certain quest, so he could only leave it for now.

Unless Su Mo had a reliable party or a powerful pet that could tank a Boss of the same level, he would not be able to do it. It was quite difficult for Lafu to tank monsters, and even a critical hit from a Level 20 Boss could insta-kill it.

As for pets, he had some information on a taming scroll but how could he get a pet slot worth 300 gold coins?

Borrow money from Omnipresent Brightness?

This was not very practical. After all, he already owed Omnipresent Brightness a few hundred gold coins, and if he borrowed any more, he would be personally indebted to him.

He could only go about this slowly, leveling up while taking requests. Su Mo’s level was a bit low, and after seven weeks, some people were already at Level 28. He had joined two weeks late, and he was still only Level 25.

Just as he was thinking about where to level up, Su Mo received a message.

It was from his client, the one who wanted three materials and for him to kill Fatal Octopus. She had received his message and had come over to receive the goods.

“Heavens, don’t tell me that you’ve collected all my materials already. My guild has 20 or so people and couldn’t find a single one after so long, and by yourself…” she started to ramble after arriving.

“It wasn’t by myself, I had a party,” Su Mo lied.

Sometimes, reputation was very useful, as it would bring more opportunities, but often drawing too much attention would make one seem suspicious too. Su Mo felt that he was a relatively low-profile person.

“That’s also amazing. This is the price we agreed on.” Crimson Moon directly sent over the money.

Seeing the extra $3,000 in his account, Su Mo took out the materials. He then sent over a video and said, “There’s this too. Fatal Octopus has died at my hands three times.”

“Let me see, let me see.” Crimson Moon was even more excited than when she received the materials.

Su Mo picked up the cheap ale on the table and leaned back in his chair. The sunlight shined through the windows and landed on his face. The tavern was incredibly quiet during the daytime, and the only thing disturbing the harmony was the loudly laughing woman as she watched the video.

Just how much did this woman hate Fatal Octopus to be rejoicing this much at his misfortune?

“Here’s $5,000, that was fantastic. Great job!” After laughing, Crimson Moon immediately transferred the money. It was not the $3,000 they had agreed on; she had sent an extra $2,000 as a bonus.

“If there’s anything that you need, you can continue to contact me. I promise you won’t be disappointed.” Su Mo received $8,000 in one go and felt incredibly pleased.

“Can you help me kill him a few more times?” Crimson Moon asked excitedly.

Su Mo’s scalp felt numb. New World’s death penalty ranged from person to person. For someone like Fatal Octopus, who often killed people, each time he died, he would lose at least 20% of his EXP. Killing him three times would mean he lost 60% of the EXP in his EXP bar. Leveling from Level 26 to Level 27 required three and a half days, so losing 60% of that would mean Fatal Octopus had already lost two days worth of EXP.

“He’s died three times already; it won’t be easy to kill him anymore. I’d recommend giving up on this,” Su Mo said as he shook his head.

One of the principles Su Mo held on to was to never underestimate one’s enemies and to never rely on luck. If he wanted to kill Fatal Octopus within a short period of time again, it would be incredibly difficult, and he might be ambushed. Even though there was money on the line, Su Mo would not continue to take this job.

As such, Crimson Moon felt quite disappointed as she left.

In the end, there was nothing more poisonous than a bitter woman’s heart; it was best not to offend a woman. Su Mo guessed that even now, Fatal Octopus did not know who he had offended.

Su Mo did not leave; he was waiting for the client who asked for the Frost Horn.

This client’s request had hung in the mercenary hall for three days without anyone responding to it. Someone had suddenly sent him a message, saying that they had a Frost Horn and wanted to meet at the One-Eyed Pirate Tavern.

$3,700 was the price for the Frost Horn.

There were three people—one looked like the leader and the other two were followers. That was the feeling they gave off when walking together.

Su Mo, who had good observation skills, did not need to spend much effort to come to this conclusion.

“Dark Moon Ring.” The leader stretched out his hand and Su Mo shook it, and the leader sat down opposite Su Mo. The two others looked around the tavern and walked off to sit elsewhere.

“Iron Steed,” Su Mo also gave his name.

“Iron Steed, a good name. Brother, do you have Frost Horns?”

“I do,” Su Mo replied as he nodded.

“Why did you not accept the request in the mercenary hall?” Dark Moon Ring felt a bit suspicious.

Even though the game had only opened for seven weeks, there were all kinds of scams. Adding a zero when listing prices in the market was a low-grade trick, and there were also people who used faked goods when exchanging. Dark Moon Ring had experienced this once before.

One time, he had needed six Green Fog Wolf Bones, but after receiving the goods, he had found they were Fog Wolf Bones. The difference of one word made a difference of 100 or so gold coins.

“The mercenary hall’s fees are too high; I don’t want the system to earn that money.” 

Su Mo took out the Frost Horns, placed each of them in front of him, and said, “Frost Horns. You offered $3,700; $10,000 and they’re all yours.”

“Can I check them?” After looking at the goods for a while, Dark Moon Ring felt that this was what they were looking for.

“Of course,” Su Mo said as he nodded.

Dark Moon Ring called over a follower, and that person examined a Frost Horn closely for a while before nodding to Dark Moon Ring. The name was correct and the stats were also reliable. The icy aura from it could not be fake either.

To date, there was no such thing as item illusions in the game.

Su Mo put away the Frost Horns and said, “Three for $10,000.”

“Wait, we only need one.” Dark Moon Ring frowned as he felt that something was off.