A disastrous start to the job change quest
“Let’s go,” Lin Yuan called out to Luo Yushang.
Heading towards the Teleportation Gate to the temple,
he calculated in his mind that Ghost earned at least several million a day.
Ghost also had no use for money.
He would keep it for him first and give it back when he needed it.
Poor Ghost, on the second day of his venture,
the hard-earned blood, sweat, and tears he made were already eyed by his black-hearted boss, Lin Yuan.
His dream of buying an Epic fishing rod would likely be difficult to achieve.
The Teleportation Gate to enter the temple was on the fourth floor of the Professionals Association.
President Lin Yandong was waiting at the entrance.
“Brother Lin, how prepared are you?”
Lin Yuan glanced at the numerous scrolls and potions in his backpack.
He replied, “Just so-so.”
“When soldiers come, use generals to block them; when water comes, use earth to cover it.”
Man proposes, God disposes. Lin Yuan had done his best within his capabilities.
The rest depended on the difficulty of the mission.
“Then come in with me.” Lin Yandong led Lin Yuan into the Teleportation Gate.
There weren't many people outside the Teleportation Gate, but there were quite a few inside.
Level 20 and Level 40 Professionals stood distinctly in two areas.
“Do you see that Light Gate on the left? You can receive the Level 20 Class Transfer Mission there,”
Lin Yandong said, pointing to a mysterious golden light.
“I believe you’ve already learned about the process of accepting a Class Transfer Mission, so I won’t repeat it.”
“You can accept the Class Transfer Mission twice. If you fail, you will be stuck at Level 20 for life.”
“In short, good luck.”
Lin Yandong patted Lin Yuan’s shoulder. “We’ll wait for your good news here.”
Lin Yuan’s appearance attracted the attention of many Professionals.
“Look, isn’t that Great God Lin Yuan standing next to President Lin?”
“Damn, it really is! Isn’t Great God Lin Yuan just Level 20?”
“Didn’t you hear yesterday’s broadcast? Great God Lin Yuan achieved Perfect Clearance of the hell difficulty Dark Grotto, his experience was already full.”
“hell difficulty! What’s going on? I was grinding for experience all day yesterday, my experience just filled up, and I’m preparing for my second class transfer.” An old warrior brother with thinning hair exclaimed in surprise.
“Tell me more, what’s the deal with hell difficulty?”
A young-faced Level 20 Mage replied,
“The BOSS in hell difficulty drops diamond equipment at minimum, and if you’re lucky, you can even get Epic equipment.”
“The experience and drop rate are double that of Nightmare difficulty.”
“Unfortunately, to enter hell difficulty, you must achieve Perfect Clearance of Nightmare difficulty.”
“In the entire Xia Kingdom, the number of Professionals who can achieve Perfect Clearance of Nightmare difficulty Dungeons is few and far between. Wanting to enter hell difficulty, it’s probably out of the question in this lifetime.”
The old warrior brother with thinning hair chuckled twice upon hearing this.
“Don’t underestimate yourself.”
“You’re only Level 20, you still have a long way to go.”
“It’s fortunate to be born in the same era as Great God Lin Yuan. When he soars, us ordinary Professionals can also follow behind and reap the fruits of victory.”
The warrior looked towards Lin Yuan, who was walking towards the light.
“I have a feeling that Great God Lin Yuan is about to create another legend.”
【experience meets the Class Transfer standard. Do you wish to accept the Level 20 Class Transfer Mission?】
【Yes】
After selecting yes, Lin Yuan disappeared from everyone’s sight.
【Class Transfer Mission: Survive until the third dawn】
Lin Yuan opened his eyes, feeling as if his entire body was about to fall apart.
Pain!
It was too painful!
The bone-deep pain made Lin Yuan let out a muffled groan.
“Ugh!”
“Hey, this kid’s awake.” A slightly playful voice appeared not far from Lin Yuan.
“Scar, a bet’s a bet. That half bottle of rum is mine.”
The man called Scar had a thirty-centimeter long Scar on his face.
The Scar covered his entire face.
It was fine normally, but when he opened his mouth or showed facial expressions,
it looked gruesome and terrifying.
“Skinny Monkey, you got lucky this time.” Scar threw the half-empty bottle of rum to Skinny Monkey.
“Thanks!” After Skinny Monkey got the rum,
he rattled his chains. “Hey, drink some rum, it might relieve the pain.”
The rum was thrown into Lin Yuan’s arms. Lin Yuan’s right hand was bound by chains of unknown material.
Lin Yuan could only pick up the bottle with his left hand.
He bit open the cap with force and took a small sip.
A warm current surged from his throat into his chest, then flowed into his stomach.
Lin Yuan felt his consciousness clear up considerably.
“Where is this place?” Lin Yuan’s voice was slightly hoarse.
“This is hell.” The man called Scar snorted.
Then he turned to Skinny Monkey and said,
“Look at this scrawny kid, he’s even weaker than you. He probably won’t survive the first arena match the day after tomorrow.”
“The rum was wasted on him.”
“Hell, huh.” Lin Yuan leaned against the wall.
He drank the rum in small sips.
After finishing it all,
Lin Yuan felt most of the pain in his body subside.
“Thanks.” Lin Yuan raised the bottle, gesturing to the man named Skinny Monkey.
“When I leave here, I’ll take you with me.”
Lin Yuan’s words seemed to open a floodgate,
instantly drawing laughter from everyone.
“Hahahaha, leave here? You, with what?”
Scar pounded his chains forcefully, as if he had heard some rare joke.
“Alex, did you hear what he said? He wants to leave here.”
“Who does he think he is, the Lionheart Sword Saint?”
Scar laughed until tears streamed down his face.
“How long have you been here, five years, or ten?”
After laughing, Scar looked at Lin Yuan with fierce eyes.
“Kid, didn’t you want to know where this place is?”
“This is the Lionheart Arena, the largest arena in the Lionheart Empire.”
“Those who come here are either vicious criminals or those who have committed heinous crimes that angered both gods and men.”
“It’s very simple to leave here.”
“You just need to achieve nine hundred and ninety-nine victories.”
No one interrupted Scar when he spoke,
because everything he said was true.
Lionheart Holy Sword Arthur had mentioned more than once in public that he was willing to give these people a chance to atone.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine victories,
would be enough to wash away their sins.
In the thousands of years since the Lionheart Arena was founded,
only a handful of people had completed this almost impossible task.
Lin Yuan, a frail human,
whose combat power was at the very bottom among everyone,
actually boasted about leaving this place,
and even taking someone with him.
It was simply the greatest joke in the world.
Lin Yuan leaned against the wall,
silently calling out his panel and skills.
But the panel and skills seemed to be sealed,
showing no reaction at all.
At this moment,
all Lin Yuan could rely on
was his battered body.
Three days later, the first arena battle.
No Summoned Beast, no backpack,
even his Endless Vitality Talent had disappeared.
Facing the upcoming situation in this state,
for the current Lin Yuan,
was nothing short of a catastrophic start.