Earth elemental begins to elbow strike wildly.

Chapter 45: 1 gold coin plus 68 silver coins!

Show me the way!

A pale green pointer materialized in mid-air, precisely pointing to the previously set rock beacon.

At this point, Yue Feng's remaining time in the material plane was less than thirty minutes.

We must draw upon the primordial energy from the magic storage mine as soon as possible to extend our time.

Otherwise, once you reach the halfway point, you'll fall back into the Earth Elemental Plane.

He followed the green pointer and arrived at the treasure's location.

At this time.

Lines of semi-transparent data text refreshed in front of Yue Feng's eyes.

Ding.

Status: Magic Disrupted (Invalid)

"Mr. Earth Elemental! Mr. Earth Elemental!"

Sovia's shouts came from afar, followed by the three members of the Lark Squad.

"Yo ho, you're willing to risk everything to come find me?"

As Yue Feng spoke, he silently added in his heart: Although the danger had long been eliminated by me.

He activated auto-pickup and swallowed the contents of the rubble back into his stomach.

"ah!!!"

The wanderer Dark suddenly slipped and fell hard on his backside, yelling at the top of his lungs:

"Zombies! So many zombies!"

"There are...at least several thousand!"

Clang! Click!

Upon hearing Dark's scream, everyone hurriedly drew their weapons and trembled as they assumed defensive stances.

Yue Feng and Gouzi tilted their heads at the same time, looking somewhat puzzled.

"I should have taken care of all the zombies and skeletons."

He looked back and realized that there were zombie bodies lying all over the ground.

Boom!

Millie kicked Dark in the lower back hard, and said, both angry and surprised:

"You scared me to death!"

Krankie rubbed his chin, looking puzzled, and asked:

"These zombies don't show any obvious injuries. How did the earth elemental manage to take down thousands of them at once?"

Just as everyone was staring at each other, their eyes wide open.

Yue Feng pulled the rotten holy book, pseudo-version, from his stomach and gestured for the team members to examine it together.

"This is...this is the Rotten Holy Scripture?" Millie immediately denied it before she could even open her mouth.

"Impossible! That rotten holy book should still be lying somewhere in the Wasteland of the Dead!"

Sovia, Krankie, and Dark asked all at once:

"What is the Rotten Scripture? What is its purpose? And where is the Wasteland of the Dead?"

Millie patiently answered each question one by one:

"All I know is that this is a legendary artifact; I have no idea about its specific effects."

As for the Wasteland of the Dead, it's located south of the Forest of Four Seasons, but I don't know the exact distance.

Just as everyone was chatting enthusiastically, they noticed that a skeletal dog was following the earth elemental.

The following is their journey of reflection.

Millie: What an adorable dog! It's much cuter than my skeleton soldier!

Sovia: Since Mr. Earth Elemental and Millie didn't say anything, then everything is normal.

Krankie: Since Sovia, as an earth elemental summoner, hasn't questioned it, I don't need to ask any more questions.

Dark: Why did they all suddenly stop talking?

Speechless all the way.

When the group, exhausted, stepped into Jiangling Village, it was already dusk.

After everyone finished maintaining their weapons and equipment, they went to bed early.

As the candles were blown out, the same question arose in everyone's mind.

It's strange, I haven't seen any members of the Black Shield team all day.

The next morning.

A cool breeze swept through Jiangling Village.

While everyone else was sleeping in, Krankie got up early and knocked on the village chief's door.

Although the whole thing seemed a bit unbelievable, they eventually completed the task they were entrusted with.

He led a group of villagers all the way to the watchtower on the mountaintop.

"This...this was resolved in just one day?"

The village chief of Jiangling Village asked with an incredulous look on his face.

"Don't worry about that, just complete the commission. Now you can stamp the commissioned scroll."

Klanch knew perfectly well that he must not show the slightest hint of affability in this situation.

If his tone had contained even a hint of politeness, the task of burying these thousands of corpses might have involved his own team.

It's impossible!

It was nearly noon when Klanchi returned to Jiangling Village.

With a smile on his face, he pushed open the wooden door and called out:

"Teammates! I've found you all a great job!"

Darke, wiping his dagger, asked, "What kind of good job is this? We haven't even submitted our commission yet."

"Submit a commission?" Cranch asked in a deep voice. "How many zombies did you kill? Five or six?"

"I've decided, the entire proceeds from this large commission will go to Miss Agraria!"

"What?!"

"Dark and Millie shouted in unison."

Klanch continued explaining with an indifferent expression:

"Please, their earth elementalist took down thousands of zombies in half a day. To be honest, how can you guys have the nerve to split the profits?"

So, I found everyone a good job!

That was to help the villagers of Jiangling Village bury the bodies!

There are only a few months left until the fire season arrives.

By then, the temperature will rise rapidly within just a few days.

So Cranky and the village chief discussed the matter for a long time on the mountaintop and finally finalized the deal.

The members of their Lark Squad will stay behind to help Jiangling Village bury the zombies.

of course.

This is just one of the reasons.

Krankie vaguely sensed that his teammates were relying too much on that earth elemental.

Having a strong leader is certainly a good thing.

But if you rely on external forces for every mission and your own strength is never honed and improved, then what kind of adventurer are you?

The three of them had already made a pact to support each other and work together step by step toward their goal of promotion.

"Alright, since it's Krankie's decision, then let's do it your way."

Millie and Dak nodded in agreement.

Entrance to Jiangling Village.

"How can I do that! How can I keep it all to myself!"

Sovia waved her hands repeatedly in refusal.

Krankie handed the scroll to Sovia and said, "This is a decision we all made."

The three members of the Lark Squad stood at the village entrance, waving goodbye to Sovia and the Earth Elemental:

"If fate allows, we'll meet again!"

............

The next day, in the morning.

Sovia dragged her weary body back to the town of Desolate Ears.

With no donkey cart available for transportation, she had no choice but to sleep on the side of a deserted road last night.

Adventurers' Guild.

Sovia roused herself and slowly walked to the receptionist's window.

"Hello, I'm here to submit a guild request."

She handed over the commission scroll, proof of purchase, and guild badge.

After a while.

"No problem, your paperwork is complete. This is your reward for this mission: 1 gold coin and 68 silver coins. Please keep it safe."

Snapped!

The heavy money bag was pushed to the window.

Sovia took the money bag and walked out of the guild gate with a smile.

......

The Adventurers' Guild is located on the fourth floor, in the vice president's office.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and said:

"Vice President, that large-scale commission for the White Porcelain level has been completed today."

The man with the goatee awoke with a start, waved his hand casually, and gave the order:

"You don't need to report to me about commissions of the 'white porcelain' level."

"yes!"

Before retreating, the shadowy figure casually chuckled and joked, "By the way, Vice Guild Leader, there's been a lot of gossip going around the guild lately, saying that goblins can actually use martial arts techniques."

"Oh? Who told that joke?"

The shadowy figure pondered for a moment, then continued, "It seems to be a Porcelain-level adventurer team, named Lark."

"Alright, I got it. You can go back to your work."

The shadowy figure flickered and vanished silently from the spot.

Silence returned to the room.

The vice president, sporting a goatee, slowly took a form out of his drawer.

He crossed out the name of Rat Swarm Deeworth.

"Teacher, what exactly are you doing in the Four Seasons Forest?"