CHAPTER 122: CHAPTER 122: IT’S NOT THAT IT WON’T FALL, IT’S JUST THAT THE TIME HASN’T COME

"Let me tell you, bro, you should stop tinkering with those fruits, seriously."

Chuci took a deep breath of Ningxin Fragrance, reveling in the calming scent, and suggested, "Imported fruits come in by the container load, tons at a time. You don’t have a cold storage and you always get just a few pounds at a time. It’s such a waste of time to mess with that pocket change. I could arrange a cushy job for you at our family company..."

He wanted to help bind things tighter, but after all, not being in charge himself, he didn’t have that much authority;

Besides, at a glance, it was clear Jiang Yuan wasn’t cut out for business. Trusting him with a big deal would be worrying. It’s better to arrange a no-show job within the family group, pay him a salary of a hundred or eighty thousand a month, and give him a bonus at the end of the year, done deal!

As soon as Jiang Yuan heard this, he became alert, "No way! I don’t work for anyone, and I won’t be going back to work either."

"You won’t have to go to work, just have a title..."

"I can’t even have a title!" Jiang Yuan slammed the table in anguish, "Any company that hires me won’t survive, do you know why I always got laid off and used to mooch food off Sister Yang? It’s because wherever I worked would shut down, I’ve toppled nineteen companies, and my record is verifiable!"

Chuci swore outright, "Oh my God! Bro, you have this special ability? You’re a talent! I’ll introduce you to a job sometime, just as a favor."

"A competitor?"

The other nodded seriously, "Bro, I promise to find you a very special job, and if it’s not good enough, I’ll even pay you a mental damage compensation of ten, no, twenty thousand!"

Who knows which company is going to be unlucky this time.

Jiang Yuan no longer cared about the aftermath, having diligently crafted paper-folds over the last few days, he’d successfully upgraded his Paperman and Paper Horse Skill to level five and should now enter the Wilderness World to test the power of the pangolins.

"Hiss, it’s cold!" Once inside, he still nestled in the crevices of rocks, taking suitable paper from the storage bag and starting to fold. Soon Jiang Yuan folded three pangolins, blew on them, and they stretched and moved a bit, starting to climb the rock wall and attack the ice blocking the cave entrance.

It’s a pity that only a portion of things could be tinkered from the Wilderness to the real world, not a single one of the many paper-works he’d bought the correct materials for in the real world could be brought in.

He quietly waited for the pangolins to drill through, eyes fixed on the constantly flashing points on the map, finding it puzzling, is it Little White? Why isn’t it moving? Could it be buried in the snow too?

In less than five minutes, the three pangolins had worked together to open up a hole large enough for him to pass. Jiang Yuan had just crawled out of the snow when he saw a white figure some distance away, moving like a ghost and incredibly fast, "Whew! You okay, Venerable Family? Damn, how did the avalanche happen suddenly?!"

The coming person was indeed the angry Little White, glancing around to ensure the Venerable Family was unharmed, then breathed a sigh of relief and boasted proudly, "Regardless, since I’m covering you, if you got hurt or something happened, I’d lose face. Let’s not act separately in the future; staying together is safer."

Jiang Yuan looked at him then at the still-flashing point above, pointed in a direction, "Let’s go see over there, what triggered the avalanche after all."

One person and the snake rode the golden eagle, flying quickly. It wasn’t long before they saw the ice-winged eagle with more than half of its body buried in the snow.

"Yun Mo?!" Almost as he saw him, the system circle auto-focused to analyze, and Jiang Yuan’s heart sank at the sight of the answer.

Got excited too soon!

It’s not that they can’t fail, but the timing hasn’t come yet!

Thinking about it, those previous companies he’d toppled could also last over two months, comparatively Yun Mo’s side hadn’t even been a few days.

Judging by Yun Mo’s state, it could already be guessed that he might... just like the Flame Rat leader, encountered an attack and the "company" folded.

"Do you know this thing?" Bai Yunqi frowned at the scorched wings, "What is this thing? Why do you always know these weird things that can’t fight? Not good connections!"

Jiang Yuan didn’t have time to banter with him, the system indicated the ice-winged eagle leader Yun Mo was in critical condition, and without treatment, he’d be doomed.

He called Little White together to dig him out of the snow, not bothering looking for Spirit Mist Stones, letting two paper oxen carry Yun Mo down the mountain and hurried back.

Yun Mo, being large, and Wan Mingchuan having slept in the straw hut, he could only temporarily place him beside the mill.

After careful examination, Yun Mo was covered in burn marks from flames, with some feathered arrows stuck in his body, bleeding heavily and looking very pitiful.

"Little White, go fetch some water from the well to treat his wounds first." Lighting a calmative incense, Jiang Yuan stabilized Yun Mo’s blood, preventing it from boiling and causing more bleeding. He first dealt with the burn wounds simply, leaving Bai Yunqi to watch over, then rushed into the grocery store to find hemostatic medicine at the Qingyun Mountain Market.

Bai Yunqi sat beside the ice-winged eagle, rolling his eyes, "Little White, Little White, I’m a dragon, not a dog. Besides, how am I little? You little brat, this Dragon King has been alive for thousands of years!"

Jiang Yuan clicked to equip a cloak, hurried out of the shop, found a small pharmacy, bought hemostatic medicine and pills for replenishing blood and qi, and while he was at it, picked up a pretty incense burner for Bai Yunqi. Having just bought everything and turned back to apply medicine to Yun Mo, angry shouts came from not far away.

"Bah! Are you blind?" A large twisted figure was obviously furious.

Another noticeably smaller shadow didn’t want to cause trouble, muttering apologies for not bumping on purpose, quickly disappearing into the bustling crowd on the slate pavement.

Jiang Yuan felt curious, "That voice just now... could it be Eagle Twenty-One?"

Sounded familiar but too brief to be sure, linking to Yun Mo’s miserable state, wondering if he’d really jinxed it, and Eagle Twenty-One revolted internally, beating the original leader like that?

The urgent task was to return to the courtyard to treat Yun Mo; whatever happened would be known once he awoke.

[You have a new order, please check it out!]

As soon as he’d handled this, the system prompted a notification.

Bai Yunqi had gone to rest on the cherry tree; after feeding Yun Mo the medicine, his breathing gradually calmed down, and Jiang Yuan then checked the order details.

[Charity Order: Twenty servings of white rice. Order valid for one hour, charity order with no trade of Gold Coins or Spirit Stones, guaranteed rare material drop]

"Interesting, charity orders?" He tiptoed into the straw hut, trying not to wake the apprentice, produced twenty servings of white rice.

On the Floating Market counter were four rustic blank slipstream cards, one of which read "Twenty servings of white rice." Clearly, at most, four orders could be received at a time, once all slipstream cards were filled, only then could they complete a task to empty a slot for receiving new orders.

Jiang Yuan clicked on the platform, dragged twenty servings of white rice from the storage bag into the selling frame that popped out, and pulled down the wooden handle.

"Ding! Clatter!"

The goods on the platform vanished instantly, and the familiar sound of Gold Coins jingling pleasantly rang in his ears.

[Order completed, received reward: Moon in the Water +1; Faith Value +1000]

"The reward for charity orders is so good, and it earns Faith Values?!" Jiang Yuan marveled at how easily he obtained the unique material Moon in the Water, remembering how troublesome it was to fish this thing up before, suddenly considering Chuci’s suggestion was great, perhaps he should stop the fruit business and switch to selling fragrances.

The fruits should be kept for making dishes to complete orders in the future, even if it doesn’t make money, acquiring unique materials with ease is far better than trading for those few bucks.