Chapter 675: Chapter 504: The Final Sacrifice (Two in One) â Part 2
âSwoosh!â
The car door opened, and five or six burly men carrying a black box emerged. Their skilled manner gave off the impression of a professional team.
The men nodded at the bouncer in front of the tavern, as a form of greeting, and then entered without any hindrance.
This scene surprised many young people because the Wildfire Tavern in front of them seemed to never be open to the public.
At least, they had tried several times and were repeatedly turned away. Over time, a rumor began to circulate.
It said that the Wildfire Tavern was a mysterious place, only accessible to specific members, and those who went there seemed to have visited the Immortal Realm, unable to extricate themselves.
Inside the tavern, the music was not as loud and jarring as one might imagine, but quite gentle.
There were not many patrons. They were sitting in small groups in the hall, quietly talking about something.
These individuals were actually Bounty Hunters, living on the edge of danger. Most of them were from Gaul, but some came from other parts of the world.
Now, the Wildfire Tavern served not only as a place for handing over assignments, but also as a spot for these Bounty Hunters to gather and relax on regular days.
Even some outsiders could rent a room to use the place as a temporary resting spot.
The professional team was used to this. They carried the large black box, expertly navigating through the corridor to the bar counter in the tavern.
âThud!â
A dull sound erupted as the men dropped the massive black box on the ground.
The noise indicated that the box was extremely heavy.
This sound immediately drew everyoneâs attention. All eyes turned to the huge black box, sparking a flurry of whispered conversations.
âHeh, I wondered who it was, turns out itâs the âRat Extermination Teamâ coming over.â
âYes, I heard theyâve turned in quite a number of black rat corpses recently, causing the price of mutated rats to drop by half.â
âDamn, what half, your news is outdated! Now, a mutated rat costs only eight thousand points! I barely caught two last time, and they only sold for sixteen thousand.â
âJust sixteen thousand? Thatâs indeed a bit too little, but these rats provide quite a lot of Hunter Points, each one worth 1 point. Kill a few more, and we could exchange them for those special potions.â
âPotionâŠâ
The man who spoke earlier showed a mix of hope and hesitation in his eyes.
Inside the Wildfire Tavern, Hunters earn a certain number of points after completing assignments.
These points could be used to upgrade a Hunterâs rank, thus qualifying them for more advanced missions.
Or, they could be spent to exchange for some rare items.
These exchangeable items, accessible via their Hunter terminals, were diverse and included hard-to-find objects.
Such as modified good weapons designed for combat in special environments, Cold Weapons and Armor crafted from Mutant Beast Materials which, in some cases, were more effective than Hot Weapons.
Besides these items, there were also some incredibly magical items, one of which was the Magic Potion.
Of course, the points required to exchange for a Magic Potion were very high, and so far, no team of Hunters had managed to accumulate enough points.
Therefore, many people were still somewhat skeptical about it.
Although they were exposed to a corner of the Extraordinary World earlier than ordinary people,
For these Hunters, the so-called Extraordinary World was just a disturbance caused by animals with mutated genes.
Thatâs why they were dubious about the Potion that was said to be able to change oneâs physical qualities.
After all, such things always bring to mind some terrifying and strange biochemical experiments. Even if he had enough points, he wouldnât necessarily dare to be the first one to buy.
A group of people quietly discussed matters related to Hunter Points, and their conversation had long since shifted from the âRat Extermination Teamâ to other matters.
Some even laughed in the manner of an old driver during the discussion, although it was unclear what they were talking about.
Morris didnât pay attention to the group. Although his face seemed calm, excitement was already shining in his eyes.
Because today, as long as he successfully submitted the bodies of these Mutated Black Rats, he would earn enough points to exchange for a bottle of that Magic Potion.
The effect of the Magic Potion was still uncertain to him.
But Morris had once witnessed two young Hunters at Ero Beach overpower a lizard so huge it made one question life itself.
That scene had deeply shocked them, so later, they decided together to use the points from future completed tasks to exchange for a bottle of that potion.
Of course, as the user of this potion, Morris had paid a great price; otherwise, his teammates wouldnât willingly give him the opportunity.
âPhilip! Where are you! Come out! We have a task to submit!â
Morris shouted loudly towards the back of the bar.
However, after he finished speaking, there was no response, and the bartender usually in charge of task submission did not appear as expected.
After waiting a while longer, Morris couldnât help but call out again, his voice a few decibels louder than before.
âDamn it, Philip, hurry up and come out! I have a task to submit! You havenât died in a womanâs belly, have you!â
Following his words, this time, there was finally some movement behind the bar.
A Gaul man with sunken eyes walked out, his gaze unfriendly as he looked toward them.
âDamn it, Morris, keep it down! Iâm entertaining some important guests; donât disturb my customers!â
Speaking, he walked directly to a black chest, casually opened the lid to check inside, then quickly closed it again.
âHmm, not bad, twelve Mutated Black Rats in total. Iâll transfer the money directly to you later, and your points will also be added to your personal terminal.â
The man named Philip, a Gaul, called over two waiters-dressed individuals to move the large black chest to the storeroom underground; he then turned around, planning to re-enter the room he had come from.
Morris was quite surprised to see this scene.
The man before him was notoriously stingy.
Every time he came to tally the Mutant Beast Materials, he would meticulously count them for a long time.
Then he would find a whole bunch of reasons to reduce the compensation to an infuriatingly low range.
Yet todayâs response from him was a bit too abnormal.
The stingy Philip just looked at the quantity of the task items and then, without any intention to haggle, planned to leave directly.
Morris couldnât help but glance at the room Philip had come from, speculating that there might really be some formidable big shot inside.
It was enough to make even Philip want to stay inside and not linger any longer outside.
However, for some reason, he suddenly felt a stir in his heart, recalling the two men he had seen through the car window at Ero Beach.
Those two, like Supermen, had the strength of thousands of pounds in their hands and could jump over ten meters in a leap.
Morrisâs cheeks trembled slightly.
âCould the people in that room be themâŠ?â
PS: Thanks to âUpper Realmâ for the 500 coin reward! Thank you for your support!