87: Negotiating with an alcoholic!

From the news in his previous life, Lin Chuan knew that the tavern in the Evil Dragon and Warrior Secret Realm was a very special existence!

This tavern seemed to be separated from the entire Braveheart Village!

If someone killed another in the tavern, the Guards of Braveheart Village would not enter the tavern to arrest them.

All the NPCs in Braveheart Village seemed to be extremely wary of the tavern; no matter what happened, they dared not step foot inside!

However, at this moment, this iron rule seemed about to be broken!

Outside the tavern, the Guards of Braveheart Village still seemed a bit hesitant, not daring to enter the tavern!

But those Guards from the ancestral hall were actually trying to force their way into the tavern!

And the other Guards, led by the ancestral hall Guards, also seemed to no longer fear the tavern; they had an air of wanting to break into the tavern at all costs!

Lin Chuan's nerves instantly tensed up!

After all, at this moment, he could never be a match for so many Guards!

Just as he was anxious internally, pondering countermeasures.

He saw the drunkard, dressed in a black robe, simply raise his hand.

All the Guards who were trying to force their way into the tavern from outside were sent flying, falling several meters away!

And when they got back up, wanting to continue attacking the tavern, they seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier!

Let alone entering the tavern, not even a sound could get through!

The Warriors inside the tavern had no idea what was happening.

However, that didn't stop them from looking at this scene with shock, then turning their gaze to Lin Chuan and the drunkard!

The drunkard took another swig of wine, squinted at Lin Chuan, and slowly said, "Do you still think you want to bear it yourself?"

Lin Chuan frowned, not answering immediately.

But he heard the drunkard, in a light and casual tone, drop an even more explosive piece of news: "This Secret Realm doesn't have a rule saying Guards can't go to the Evil Dragons Lair."

!!!

Lin Chuan had indeed just thought that if the tavern fell, he could still go to the Evil Dragons Lair!

But the drunkard's words almost pierced his thoughts with pinpoint accuracy!

And if it were true that the Guards could also go to the Evil Dragons Lair to slay the Dragon!

Then Lin Chuan, upon returning to his Evil Dragons Lair, would practically become a turtle in a jar, hunted down by the Guards until he died!

So, it was truly as the drunkard said—

Even if he got his hands on the crystal ball, Lin Chuan simply wouldn't have the strength to protect it!

At this moment, the drunkard spoke again: "And little fellow, that crystal ball is completely useless to you at this stage!"

Useless?

Lin Chuan frowned; he had thought that crystal ball, like the one in the Evil Dragons Lair, could bestow him with incredibly powerful Talent.

However, upon closer inspection, that misty crystal ball was indeed different from the crystal ball in the Evil Dragons Lair princess's hand.

Therefore, Lin Chuan did not doubt the drunkard's statement.

But he looked deeply at the drunkard, squinted slightly, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Perhaps you're right, that crystal ball is useless to me at this stage. But if I'm not mistaken, that crystal ball is very useful to you, or to your 'master' behind you, isn't it?"

Upon hearing the words "master," the drunkard suddenly burst into laughter: "Kid, do you think I'm someone's clone?"

Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you?"

The drunkard laughed heartily again: "Your realm is too low, you've been exposed to too few things, so it's not wrong to understand it as a clone. And that crystal ball is indeed very useful to me, or rather, to my 'clone.'"

The drunkard looked neither human nor ghost, and his entire aura was gloomy, but his personality seemed cheerful and lively. He then said to Lin Chuan, "Alright, this crystal ball can be considered something you helped me obtain. I can grant you one condition!"

One condition?

That's a rather big claim!

Lin Chuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Can you give me an SSS-Class defensive Talent? Something like an Undying Body!"

The drunkard gave him a look as if he'd seen a ghost: "Dream on!"

So Lin Chuan changed his request: "Then, help me kill someone with an SSS-Class Shadow Body Talent. That should be very simple, right?"

The drunkard's mouth twitched slightly again, and he glared at him fiercely: "Kid, do you understand the value of an SSS-Class Talent? Every pure natural SSS-Class Talent represents a person favored by destiny! Such people cannot be easily killed by anyone! And the cost of killing a person favored by destiny is also extremely heavy!"

Favored by destiny?!

Lin Chuan's brows furrowed tightly, and he suddenly asked again, "Is there a difference between 'favored by destiny' and 'favored by the god of destiny'?"

The drunkard gave him another look as if he were an idiot: "What do you think?"

Lin Chuan thought for a moment—

Destiny is ethereal, without substance, and unfathomable.

But the god of destiny sounds like a tangible person?

So he speculated: "Destiny itself should transcend the god of destiny."

"Far beyond! Or rather, not even on the same level!" The drunkard glared at him again, his tone even beginning to show some impatience.

At this point, Lin Chuan suddenly felt a bit worried again.

If SSS-Class Talent was truly that powerful, could a strengthened version of the master-servant contract truly allow the master to share the servant's SSS-Class Talent?

However, he suddenly remembered that in the drunkard's words just now, he seemed to have deliberately used the words "pure natural" to describe SSS-Class.

So, it could be understood that non-pure natural SSS-Class could also be acquired artificially, right?

Who cares, he'd find out by trying!

So, after two consecutive conditions were rejected, Lin Chuan finally proposed another condition that he thought should be relatively easy to fulfill: "Since the first two can't be done, this last one definitely can—could you give me a strengthened version of the master-servant contract?"

..."You little brat, aren't you being a bit too impolite?! Why don't you just tell me to be your servant?!" The drunkard was subtly getting exasperated by Lin Chuan!

However, Lin Chuan's eyes lit up, and he said with great surprise, "Oh? Is that possible? Then of course I..."

"Of course not!" The drunkard directly interrupted his unrealistic fantasy!

Then, he immediately flicked his fingers, conjuring a silver-white cross of light!

With another wave of his hand, the cross-shaped silver-white light mass shot straight into Lin Chuan's glabella!

Lin Chuan instantly noticed something unusual—

His eyesight and hearing were both clearer than before!

And his brain also felt a very comfortable coolness!

In short, he felt very good overall!

He raised his hand and touched his glabella: "What is this thing?"

The drunkard didn't explain much more to him, only saying indifferently, "Within a year, as long as you don't court death in the Source Plane, you can be immune to all mental attacks, including soul-searching and mental prying!"

"Hiss—that awesome?" Lin Chuan's eyes lit up, "Can you give me a few more to extend the duration?"

However, when he looked up, the drunkard's figure was nowhere to be seen!

Only the lingering echo remained in the air—

"Kid, you have half an hour to deal with your aftermath. After half an hour, this Secret Realm space will directly collapse!"