My Salvation Game Became true?!.

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 “Kind and Gentle” Yin Xiaoling
 

Here it comes, here it comes!

Xing Jing Lei’s eyebrows lifted, and the corners of his mouth turned up in an involuntary smile, but he immediately remembered he was a seasoned Mysterious Evil Hunter, and his expression gradually turned solemn as he listened to the voice in his mind.

“Ding!”

“Formal Angel Envoy Xing Jing Lei, you have a new mission. Please claim and complete it in a timely manner.”

It was a mechanical voice.

Like it was artificial intelligence.

Since he had already heard a voice directly in his mind before, Xing Jing Lei was not surprised by the appearance of another mechanical sound.

He had already resigned himself to it.

But he was still somewhat anxious about the tasks from Ming Deng.

Just don’t be too difficult, please.

Begging for easy mercy, with trepidation, Xing Jing Lei accessed the mission according to the instructions in his mind.

“One-Star Mystic Evil Hunting Task”

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“Location: Near Building No. 6, North Er Ji Alley, San Xian Road.”

“Note: Task evaluation will be linked with organizational contribution. Click here (◆) to view specific evaluation criteria.”

Organizational contribution, as explained, can be used to exchange for some ‘special opportunities’.

As for his current contributions, well… they were negative, quite a lot, actually.

This was the price for learning Cannon Punch.

But it was just about hunting some Mystic Evils, his old profession.

“According to the task details, there’s a one-star Mystic Evil at this location on North San Xian Road.”

“San Xian Road… That’s very close to where I am.”

“Does Ming Deng really have such strong intelligence capabilities?”

Xing Jing Lei, unfamiliar with the city of Yunling State, followed the location from the navigation and soon reached his destination after heading into less crowded alleys.

Building No. 6 in Er Ji Alley, an old building with very few residents.

Yet it was still inside the urban area, with bustling sections not far away.

Could there really be Mystic Evils in such a place?

In his knowledge of the Bureau, it might not cover everything, but Mystic Evils in busy areas are usually quickly exterminated, and if not, they are rapidly contained.

Moreover, this was the state city, with powers far beyond an ordinary small town.

As a wild Awakener, a Mysterious Evil Hunter walking the line between the legal and illegal, Xing Jing Lei might look down on those top-level investigators, but after all, the Bureau had numbers, and being an official department, he usually chose to avoid them.

He didn’t underestimate the Bureau either.

They are very quick at dealing with Common Mystic Evil.

With a hint of doubt, Xing Jing Lei made his way up the building, the tapping of his footsteps echoing through the silent stairwell.

His gaze was cold and sharp as he scanned every corner, his fists already clenched.

Suddenly,

Xing Jing Lei looked up, and in the corner overhead, where cobwebs hung, there was also a black shadow dangling upside down.

It let out a sharp scream.

About to lunge at him with a kick of its four legs, Xing Jing Lei tightened his grip on his fist and twisted his waist, throwing a heavy punch.

This punch was the Cannon Punch!

The fierce wind roared, accompanied by a loud boom, and his powerful punch exploded the small Mystic Evil, sending it crashing uncontrollably against the old wall.

A web of cracks spread out from the impact.

“Ding!”

“Formal Angel Envoy ‘Xing Jing Lei’ has completed a one-star task. Task evaluation: E. Click here for details.”

Xing Jing Lei still maintained his punching stance, with a smile that was about to spread across his face now turning stiff.

…

“Is this a senior hunter? Doesn’t seem too reliable.”

Fang You silently rated Xing Jing Lei with an “E” and set up a series of subsequent tasks, then turned off the vision sync.

Since gaining control of three Angel Envoys, his permissions had been upgraded once, and he now had more options when dispatching tasks.

He could reserve times in advance, notify the Envoys, and set up standby tasks.

The task module had also gained some intelligence, able to assist with his commands.

The previous night he had come up with a simple contribution-exchange-task evaluation mechanism after a night’s worth of thinking.

Unfortunately, the task module’s intelligence was still very basic, and he had to manually handle many operations. It wasn’t capable of automatic evaluations just yet, and for now, it could only record the process and postpone scoring.

I feel like my workload has increased.

Miscalculation!

…

By the time Fang You finished his busywork, the sky outside was already beginning to brighten.

He grabbed two cups of soy milk from the cafeteria on the second floor, gulped them down, tossed the paper cups into the trash, and then walked downstairs.

He could hear the vibrant shouts of youthful, hot-blooded running from afar.

The enthusiastic newbies, under Black Blade’s supervision, didn’t dare to relax for a moment and had already been promoted to trainee Angel Envoys. Ming Deng the Mage, now with that rank, was among the runners, only he was burdened with quite a bit of extra weight.

After a round of warm-ups, Silver Bell beckoned to them and said to Black Blade, “This is a special herbal medicine I concocted. Drinking three doses a day can effectively stimulate potential development and enhance their recovery abilities and so on.”

Silver Bell mentioned many technical terms.

Black Blade didn’t understand them; he was only concerned with one thing, “So, does that mean the training intensity can be increased starting today?”

“Yes.”

“However, currently we can only find common herbs, so the effect is actually just mediocre.”

While they spoke, Luo Jianxing and others had already approached.

All were breathing slightly heavily.

This was just the warm-up. The actual devilish training hadn’t even started, and just thinking about that made Luo Jianxing shiver.

But the encouragement from Miss Silver Bell was like a sweet spring, washing away their fatigue.

“Keep up the training and strive to become official members soon.”

“Work hard, you all have a bright future.”

“I hope one day you can become comrades, following in the footsteps of our mentor, and light up the world.”

Miss Silver Bell is truly an angel!

If only Instructor Black Blade had a tenth of Miss Silver Bell’s gentleness.

But reportedly, Miss Silver Bell is also a formal employee of ‘the company,’ even ranking higher than Ming Deng the Mage.

This is no ordinary company.

Strength reigns supreme!

But how can Miss Silver Bell, so delicate and dainty, be stronger than Ming Deng, the Mage whose nutrition seemed to go entirely to his muscles? It doesn’t seem likely.

Besides, Miss Silver Bell is so gentle, so kind—it’s hard to imagine her in battle.

Seeing her today only confirmed my guess.

Miss Silver Bell isn’t combat personnel; she’s medical staff!

Indeed, a gentle, considerate, and kind physician.

“You are all undergoing intense training right now, and these herbal medicines can provide good protection for your bodies. Remember, you have to drink it all up, okay~”

“Of course, of course!”

“We’ll definitely follow Miss Silver Bell’s instructions!”

“Everybody, let’s down this bowl of medicine.”

“Brother Chen, please, be our guest.”

“No, no, let younger brother Luo go first.”

The bowl of herbal medicine in front of them was a pale green color, emitting a scent that was… slightly unpleasant, to say the least.

Luo Jianxing swallowed his saliva.

“Do I really have to drink all of it?”

“What do you think?”

Miss Silver Bell’s face still wore a gentle smile, but somehow, it seemed a bit scary, didn’t it?

It must be my imagination.

Luo Jianxing gritted his teeth, the bitter medicine went down his throat, and his face turned green. He had never tasted such bitter herbal medicine!

Could I maybe…

Crack—

Not far away, the gentle-smiling Silver Bell had her fair hand embedded in the tabletop, with cracks visibly spreading.

Luo Jianxing swallowed his saliva again.

Staring at the pale green, bitter medicine in front of him, he wondered, should he drink it, drink it, or just drink it down.

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PS: Emmm, Three Rivers is probably going to be delayed by a week, very sorry, the little author is already stockpiling chapters, begging for follows and monthly votes, ying ying ying~!