220: Chapter 220 The Divine Light of Wisdom Always Accompanies Me!

In front of the Frozen Soil Camp, Governor Jiang Shiqi stepped off a blood collection truck and walked quickly toward the front.

Originally, Elder Jiang had been quite unhappy with Tang Long for squandering so much Ethereal Stock. But later, seeing that Tang Long truly possessed such magic and that the players were donating blood frantically, his annoyance finally subsided.

However, he had just encountered a new problem.

Because players were blocking the way, he had to wave his hand to release a wave of energy, blowing away all the players in his path before he could reach behind Tang Long.

"Come here and take a look with me."

Tang Long followed him to a blood collection truck. Governor Jiang Shiqi pointed to the transparent plastic tube, and Tang Long couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The players' blood should have been a deep blue, but what flowed in the tube now was only faintly blue, bordering on transparent.

It was just like the inactive stock from before.

Tang Long immediately asked in a low voice, "How long has this been happening?"

"Not long. The trucks were almost full, so I didn't pay much attention until just now. What do you think is going on?"

Tang Long glanced at the player who was donating blood and sighed softly.

He didn't know how many rounds of blood this guy had donated, but he had actually managed to donate until he got a debuff called {Blood Exhaustion} that lasted for 8 hours, yet he was still persisting. It really left one speechless.

"What else could it be? He's just given too much blood."

Governor Jiang Shiqi had a strange expression, "Aren't they Undead?"

"Being immortal doesn't mean their blood always contains power. Their individual bodies are far from as strong as your collection. It seems some have reached their limit. We've collected enough for today, right?"

"Yeah, many are full, and even those that aren't are at eighty or ninety percent capacity."

"Then let's wrap it up for now!"

"What about tomorrow? Can we continue tomorrow?"

"With me here, blood collection isn't a problem. The issue is to hurry back and study it to see if we can extract the stock."

Elder Jiang nodded and immediately signaled for the convoy to prepare to withdraw.

Tang Long checked The Sect's convoy again, and when he saw that the money soaking in the blood troughs of each truck had all been 'cleansed,' he couldn't help but show a satisfied smile.

He had laundered a full 100 million today; otherwise, given the current number of players and their enthusiasm for donating blood, he might not have lasted an hour today.

After walking around and collecting the remaining money, he signaled for Lv Yang and Red Hand to lead the convoy away.

Lv Yang was worried about his safety and wanted to have Red Hand stay to protect him, but Tang Long insisted that they all leave.

He wanted to check out the dungeon later; he couldn't have a tail following him.

As the convoy withdrew and the quest ended, the players let out a chorus of wails.

Each round of blood donation had a cash reward of 1,000, and there was even one point of favorability to be gained from the first round.

But the second point wasn't given until the fourth round.

The quest area was only so big, and there were only two hundred blood collection trucks. Some lucky ones donated five or six rounds, while some unlucky ones only managed to grab one or two.

However, Tang Long had distributed tens of millions in funds this time, so the players in the Frozen Soil Camp were much wealthier than before.

Tang Long then issued the next quest.

[Mysterious Person: Outsider, I am here to preach the gospel of the God of Wisdom to you. As long as you are willing to become a believer of His, prostrate yourself sincerely, and shout aloud: "May the Light of the God of Wisdom Always Be With Me!" you can receive my gift.]

The quest reward wasn't much, only 500 and one point of favorability.

But it was so simple that it could basically be completed in a few seconds, so the vast majority of players accepted it one after another.

Gods cannot be deceived.

Although the Mad God was a madman, if someone was calling out His name, and there were thousands of people shouting it, He would definitely hear it.

As for whether the players could be called true believers... that was their business; he had fulfilled his promise anyway.

Tang Long issued quests while moving toward the dungeon, and a large group of players followed him.

Because of this, the girl group from Ruyin Pavilion was dumbfounded.

They had been dancing energetically for over an hour, and so far only a very small number of people had completed the quest; the others had no choice but to keep dancing.

But with Tang Long leaving, even though he wasn't moving fast, they couldn't follow while dancing.

Many of them were so angry they screamed, while the players watching from the sidelines burst into laughter.

Moreover, as Tang Long was walking, he was suddenly startled by a series of messages.

[Player {Lü Daoren} has completed the quest {Clone Technique} you issued! Obtained quest reward: 30 points of your favorability, 10 million blue sea coins!]

[Your favorability toward Lü Daoren has reached {Friendly}, meeting the activation conditions for the {Dragon Speakers' Invitation} quest. Quest activated!]

[Player {Lü Daoren} has completed the quest {Dragon Speakers' Invitation} you issued!]

[Player {Lü Daoren} has joined the faction!]

The Clone Technique dropped!

And the one who turned in the quest was that Lü Daoren?

Tang Long couldn't help but stop in his tracks, feeling quite shocked. After all, it was such a coincidence, so coincidental that it even stunned him.

At this moment, Lü Daoren had already arrived in the crowd with the Dragon Speakers title above his head.

The first thing he said was to provoke Shang Qingyun.

"Hello! President Shang. Making a fool of yourself here again!"

"You're a Caster, why are you wearing such heavy armor? You can't even walk properly, yet you still insist on showing off."

"Hurry up and take it off to sell to me. I'm not short on money. The Mysterious Person gave me 10 million for the Clone Technique directly; whatever you spent, I'll pay ten times that!"

Seeing his Red Dragon mark and the faction title above his head, Shang Qingyun was also stunned for a moment.

He had only reached ten points of favorability yesterday by using a massive amount of manpower to carry out the class instructor NPC.

Even after another round of the blood donation quest today, the highest favorability among his subordinates was only seven or eight points.

But what was going on with this Lü Daoren?

He didn't speak, but his subordinates immediately retorted.

"Bitch, it's you again!"

"Did you eat donkey shit or something? Your mouth is so foul!"

"Look at your punchable face; once the Mysterious Person leaves, I'm going to beat the shit out of you!"

"What kind of donkey luck did this bastard have? How did he join the Dragon Speakers just like that?"

"Heh! So what if he joined? Our boss's armor is a limited edition; you couldn't buy it even if you wanted to!"

"No rush! The Mysterious Person is my godfather; whatever he wants, I can farm it. I just accidentally got a copy of the Clone Technique; haha, where can you even complain about that?"

"What! The Clone Technique dropped!"

"It must have dropped in the dungeon!"

"We only didn't guard it for a little while, are they really that lucky?"

"I heard there was a girl group of over a hundred people dancing erotically here, why aren't they dancing anymore?"

Just this one sentence immediately drew a wave of curses.

Tang Long actually enjoyed watching these petty dramas among the players, but unfortunately, he was short on time and had many other things to attend to.

So he then directly sped up, and a few minutes later, he arrived in front of the dungeon light gate in the mountain pass.

Although level 10 equipment wasn't of much use to him now.

But for players in the early stages of the game who were severely lacking in skills and equipment, these were urgently needed resources.

His faction shop urgently needed a batch of such items to fill the gap.

He was just worried that his identity was currently ambiguous. Would the system issue a server-wide announcement and plaster his name on it when he cleared the dungeon?

That would be a big problem.

Whether I like it or not, I have to enter!

If I don't enter this dungeon today, I won't be able to avoid entering other dungeons in the future.

Worrying was one thing, but under the gaze of many players, he still charged directly into the dungeon.