Chapter 17: Locals
Station 6108 served a population of 10 million, and S-class geniuses were one in ten thousand.
Over the past few days, there were a few hundred to a thousand geniuses at Station 6108 who had reached level 10.
Many of them couldnât wait to challenge the dungeon.
âOh my god, are you really going to challenge the dungeon dressed like that?â
A blond, white young man saw Li Chengfeng and Shu Fuyaoâs attire and couldnât help but laugh.
He spoke very fluent Chinese.
The only official language of the human race on Mu Wang Star was Chinese. It was evident that this young man was likely a native of Mu Wang Star. He had specifically come to the newbie area to mingle and find a sense of superiority.
The two of them ignored him and didnât stop walking.
The young man sized up Shu Fuyao and was immediately stunned by her impeccable beauty. He jogged up and blocked her path, saying:
âThis young lady is so beautiful. Can I be friends with you?â
Shu Fuyao felt annoyed by his greasy smile and coldly replied:
âNo, you canât!â
The blond young man was taken aback.
The two of them walked around him.
He blocked their path again:
âHey, donât go, young lady. Iâm telling you, dressed like that, you definitely wonât be able to clear the dungeon. Going in will just be sending yourself to death.â
âThis has nothing to do with you.â
âOf course it does. I canât bear to see such a beautiful young lady get killed. Actually, Iâm a local of Mu Wang Star. I happen to have a set of excellent equipment and weapons. How about you leave your team and join mine? I guarantee we can clear the dungeon.â
Li Chengfeng felt that if he didnât step in, this guy would keep pestering them.
Besides, trying to poach his teammate right in front of him? How could he tolerate that?
He pulled Shu Fuyao behind him and shouted at the blond young man:
âGet lost!â
Shu Fuyaoâs lips curved slightly. She thought Li Chengfeng wasnât going to stand up for her.
The young man squinted his eyes, looking down on Li Chengfeng, and sneered:
âHmph! Iâm a native of Mu Wang Star. Where do you, a country bumpkin, get the right to tell me to get lost?â
Li Chengfeng checked the information.
Some of the young manâs information was public:
Zhang Jieke.
Level 11.
Not worth fearing.
âI just told you to get lost, so what?â
âYouâŠâ
Zhang Jieke pointed at Li Chengfeng. He didnât expect a newbie to be so arrogant. Didnât he understand the principle that a strong dragon canât suppress a local snake?
However, fighting was prohibited within the station, so Zhang Jieke couldnât teach the newbie a lesson.
He could only use his words:
âHmph, with your poor appearance, you still want to challenge the dungeon. Without a decent set of armor and weapons, youâll be dead in less than half an hour.â
Li Chengfeng didnât let himself get provoked and calmly said:
âYour Chinese is pretty good. Do you know the saying âa dog looks down on peopleâ?â
Zhang Jiekeâs face turned livid.
He had been humiliated by a newbie.
âYou really think highly of yourself. What I did was called accurate judgment.â
âJudgment that I canât clear the dungeon?â
âYes.â
âHow about we make a bet!â
âBet on what?â
âIf we can clear the dungeon, your set of high-quality armor will be mine.â
This local was too arrogant, and Li Chengfeng wanted to find a way to curb his arrogance and to let him know what pain was.
However, Li Chengfeng also knew that fighting was prohibited within the station. This was an absolutely safe zone.
High-quality armor was much more expensive and better than ordinary armor.
Zhang Jieke still seriously considered it.
The Blue Star, where the newbies came from, had no spiritual energy and couldnât cultivate. Even if these newbies had recently started cultivating, it was only their internal energy that had improved.
Clearing a dungeon relied on martial skills, not internal energy, and without proper martial skills, it was absolutely impossible to pass.
However, he wouldnât let Li Chengfeng take advantage of him either.
âAlright, if you donât clear it, your account balance will all be mine.â
As Zhang Jieke spoke, he couldnât help but laugh.
Newbies without money were as good as dead.
Draining their money dry, at that point, wouldnât they have to obediently kneel and beg for mercy, and follow orders?
Li Chengfeng thought for a moment; the rent was paid for a month.
Even if they didnât clear the dungeon, they wouldnât have to worry about being evicted and eliminated for now.
The bet was feasible.
However, the bet also included Shu Fuyaoâs money.
So Li Chengfeng still sought her opinion:
âShall I make the decision?â
Shu Fuyao hesitated for a moment, but chose to trust Li Chengfeng and nodded with a hum.
Li Chengfeng then spent 100 yuan to purchase a contract from the system.
A verbal bet could be reneged on, but once a contract was signed, it couldnât be undone. Once the contract conditions were met, the station system could be required to enforce the contract terms.
The 100 yuan contract had a validity of 100 hours.
That was enough time.
Right then, the two of them wrote down the terms and signed the contract.
Zhang Jieke wiped his golden short hair, looking smug:
âGo and meet your doom. Iâll wait here for you to come out. Miss, if it gets too tough, you better quit early. Dying is very painful.â
Neither of them paid him any attention and walked into the teleportation portal.