Surviving The Fourth Calamity

68: Chapter 64 Young Master in Kexlote 68: Chapter 64 Young Master in Kexlote Fran finally found an empty space where he could set up his shop, squeezed into a corner after a turn, barely fitting his small building.

Hill wasted no time transforming the carriage into a shop, as players were always on the move; if he was too slow, players who didn’t mind the quiet might come over.

Hill replaced the booth sofas by the shop window with a circular, high platform surrounded by workbenches.

He sat on the sofa inside, reading a book, only to be called over by Srei when he encountered materials he couldn’t identify.

Sometimes, when facing a large number of players, the collected and industrious Tower Spirit, who remained neither sad nor happy, was more suited for the job.

But as the boss, Hill couldn’t completely neglect his duties, and he still had to show his face.

Fortunately, Cohen was very stable, and Hill could enjoy himself on the upper floor.

If it were Alice, she’d probably sneak down no matter what.

“Sir, the Undead Tribe has taken notice of us; there are a lot of people outside.

Shall we limit the entrance?”

Confused, Hill glanced outside and saw that in just a short while, over a thousand people had gathered!

What’s going on?

Are they really that idle?

Surprised, Hill ordered Srei to only allow 50 people in within the next half hour.

He also lit up all the crystal plates on the outside walls of the shop, displaying his purchase prices.

Puppets designated for buying were placed on both sides of the entrance, set up at the counters.

One gone, another placed.

Srei left to open the store with determination written all over his face.

Hill quickly picked up a book and hid behind it as he observed.

Among those who rushed in, Hill seemed to remember someone.

An enemy of Perfect Bald?

He remembered that although the Scattered Ones came yesterday, Baldy had banned enemy gangs from entering the city.

And the girls from Black Rose had boasted for a long time on their forum; Hill’s shop had been a backdrop for their posts countless times.

Scattered Ones also knew that Hill was planning to come to Kexlote today; it must have been posted on the world channel and the forums, so those people were already waiting, right?

Hill envied their speed of communication; as soon as one saw something, everyone knew.

Gang members always act quickly and with greater unity.

Hill noticed that one group was buying Alchemy Jewelry and miscellaneous goods while another sold items quickly.

Hooligan Rabbit, someone who had left an impression on Hill, glanced at him and saw he wasn’t going to interfere, so he went to communicate with Srei.

Hill had told Srei to note down anyone who came to reserve a Core for the shop, as Fran’s people would come to collect the orders in the evening.

But they were to be told that there were already 100 reservations ahead of them.

They probably all knew that by now; after all, Hill remembered Baldy always saying that there were spies in every gang, on both sides.

Hill wondered how a simple game could give off such a Mission Impossible vibe.

The phrase Baldy said, “What allies don’t know, enemies definitely will,” left a deep impression on Hill.

Fran always allowed anyone in his territory’s shops; the quick reaped rewards while the slow missed out.

But Hill still couldn’t help but stealthily scrutinize everyone who came in.

He wanted to see if Mr.

Lu Huayu had arrived.

Was Two Lines of Bamboo still around?

During a chat the other day, Old Age Striking King was very sure that Two Lines of Bamboo had come—he had just deleted his old account and changed his name and appearance.

She said that Two Lines of Bamboo had sacrificed too much for Lu Huayu; her reputation was gone, and she could only cling tightly to him.

After all, Road Eunuch was very good at wooing young girls, and if not watched closely, she’d end up with nothing, utterly empty.

Recently on their forum, everyone has been guessing which of the new girls around Road Eunuch is Two Lines of Bamboo.

Betting has already started, and the people of Black Rose have all placed their bets, so they say they’ve been hating voice changers lately.

Hill, although he showed no reaction when listening, couldn’t suppress his curiosity.

He knew he definitely couldn’t guess correctly, but he still wanted to take a look.

However, with the situation being so lively, Lu Huayu himself must know about it, and with so many people around, he might not come over.

Hill furrowed his brows; why were there so many people taking photos?

The people from Black Rose seemed to have been instructed to take photos from a far distance.

Here, they were almost clinging to Hill’s isolation shield.

Hill heard many voices regretting not seeing the cat.

There were people disappointed that Hill had no reaction and didn’t smile at them.

Listening to those murmurs, saying that there were cuter ones in the instance, Hill felt he was about to burst a vein.

He is a man of 186 cm tall after all, cute, seriously!

“Young Master is here!” There was some disturbance outside, someone shouted.

Didn’t the people from Wenjian visit Hill’s shop just two days ago?

Hill was puzzled, wondering why he had come over.

Hill discreetly glanced at the door with his eyes.

Alright, the Young Master was here to guard the door, eyeing the entrance intensely, making the people from Doomsday and Qingcheng walk around him.

Fighting with spells is one thing, but many shy away from the brutality of a physical brawl on the ground.

Plus, the Young Master being short and a knight, not only had tremendous strength but also specialized in targeting the lower body.

Baldy mentioned in a chat that he had completely given up on saving face; anyway, Youth Journey of the Wenjian World wouldn’t be disbanded, and even with a name change, everyone would know who he was.

So the Young Master had simply decided to throw caution to the wind.

Kexlote couldn’t get physical, so many people just cursed, but only the Young Master was always looking for someone to fight.

Using Old Age Striking King’s words, he had mastered the Ground Lying Skill well.

Did the Young Master think Lu Huayu was going to come shopping?

Baldy said he just wanted to punch Lu Huayu flesh to flesh a few times; killing him wouldn’t be satisfying enough.

Hill felt that the queue outside had grown larger; they were probably there to watch the excitement, right?

The lolis and shoutas from Wenjian stood in two lines outside the Hill shop.

The Young Master was prepared for both scenarios, either to beat up Lu Huayu or to ensure he wouldn’t come to shop.

Time flew swiftly, and as night fell, although Hill didn’t see Lu Huayu, nor received any special ores or herbs, he was still quite satisfied.

The Young Master indeed stayed until Hill closed the shop and then left, shouting loudly, “I’ll be here early tomorrow morning!

Anyway, the NPC is only here for three days!

Let’s see who can outlast whom!”

Baldy had complained before that the Young Master had actually killed Lu Huayu a few times, and they had already fought small gang wars.

But the Young Master thought Lu Huayu died too easily.

It was more satisfying to beat him with fists.

Their bodies would show bruises and swelling, but it would disappear in a day.

In this city where lethal moves are forbidden, only those who abandon shame are invincible, so now the Young Master feared nothing.

Hill hadn’t received a summons from William by the time he went to bed that evening.

After tossing and turning for a while, Hill finally figured it out.

William’s enemies were this world, the deities above.

Hill was merely a possible fellow townsman, but in Saral, he couldn’t exert any influence.

Even though Hill was a quite powerful mage, since he wasn’t interested in politics and deities, he wouldn’t be of much use.

As long as he wasn’t legendary, he didn’t need William’s constant attention.

In the future, as long as Hill didn’t expose himself again, and given William’s busy schedule, he might keep an eye on Hill’s situation, but he would never prioritize it.