150: Chapter 149 Water Breathing 150: Chapter 149 Water Breathing “Another quest has arrived!”

“Only one contribution point a day?

With a maximum of seven?”

“Mosquitoes might be small, but they are still meat, after all.

Just bury a few seeds, water them, and I can grab some contribution points.

Plus, the stuff we grow is useful for everyone.

I would help out even without any rewards; otherwise, who would have the face to pick vegetables from the garden?

We people of Qingshan Town absolutely must be of high quality!”

The speaker was Old Mao, his face full of righteous indignation.

Of course, his moral sense wasn’t that high; he was purely wary of Mu Ying and didn’t dare to cause any trouble.

He himself being so “selflessly public-spirited,” naturally couldn’t stand those who did nothing and still expected to reap benefits.

“Who is this?

Still a saint in the apocalypse?” murmured a player newly arrived in the territory from Chunan, who had experienced the dark days of the apocalypse and knew that only strength and unscrupulous methods could keep one alive.

Someone beside them gave a sidelong glance, “Would you believe he was a deadbeat at the start of the apocalypse?

Got smart only after the lord gave him a beating!

If you dare to take advantage of the territory, he probably wouldn’t mind seeing someone follow in his footsteps.”

Chunan player: “…”

What’s wrong with these people?

“The Druids are really making a killing!”

“Spellcasting professions are sometimes much more popular than the physical ones!

It’s a pity that there are too few players with a spell casting attribute over 10 points.”

…

Mu Ying had come to the shop street and entered the copper coin pawnshop.

“I’m selling all of these; how much do you reckon?”

She laid out all the monster materials and various pieces of equipment she had stripped from bodies during her outing.

The monster materials were mostly unremarkable, except the Glowing Dust seemed a bit valuable, and the equipment had a few green-quality pieces that could fetch a decent price.

559 carefully appraised each item.

Seeing the equipment, he showed little reaction, but when he picked up a small bottle and shook it, his face creased with a smile, “This is the Glowing Dust from a Ghost Fire, right?

Though Ghost Fires aren’t very strong, they’re exceptionally hard to kill due to their ability to escape, making them rare.

I’ll take this little bottle for 50 silver coins!

All together, that would be one gold coin and 98 silver coins.”

“How about rounding it up to 2 gold coins?

Glowing Dust should sell well in this world, right?” Mu Ying couldn’t help but haggle as the landlord’s grain was not excess.

559 looked at her in surprise, as if he didn’t recognize her, “What’s up, running short on money?

When have you haggled before?”

“It’s not that I’m short of money, but our territory is poor.

We’ve just been upgraded to town level, and a long-distance transmission array is ridiculously expensive; we can’t afford to build one!”

This was not something to discuss with players, but it was something she could complain about to these foreign shopkeepers who had been sent by the Doomsday Game and were surely familiar with some of the rules.

Sure enough, 559 had a knowing look on his face and his eyes roamed, “How about I fully finance the transmission array for our territory, but I want 90% of the array’s income once it’s operational.”

Mu Ying: …, you crafty merchant!

“No deal!

No sharing!”

Who couldn’t see that once the long-distance transmission array was up, one could make money while lying down?

She just needed to wait a bit more, and the money would come together naturally.

Why rush over such a small amount of time only to give away the profits?

Especially since the income from her current territory was just gathering dust, it was indeed time to invest in it.

559 sighed in disappointment, “Eighty percent, how about 80% for you?

You wouldn’t need to spend anything; just enjoy 20% of the profits.

I’d even pay you taxes.”

Mu Ying shook her head repeatedly, didn’t bother to haggle anymore, and just took the money and left.

559 exclaimed, “We could still talk about it; why run off so fast, I’m not going to eat you!”

“You eat money,” Mu Ying’s voice came from outside the shop.

559: …

Mu Ying went home, changed the appearance of the Thousand Faces Clothes into a swimsuit that covered everything except her head and hands, and walked over to Moon Lake.

The level 5 unlock of Wild Transformation into aquatic animal forms was a good time to practice.

However, she was a complete landlubber, never having learnt to swim in either of her two lives; she had to get into the water to observe aquatic animals.

Fortunately, the third-tier spells, Water Breathing and Water Walking, could solve this problem.

Both spells were related to water, making Moon Lake a great place to practice.

In the past few days at Chunan Camp, whenever she had time, she studied these two spells, although she hadn’t practiced on actual water surfaces, just in theory, but she had almost figured out the initial processes of these two spells.

First, she cast a spell to endure elemental damage since the lake water was bone-chillingly cold in the autumn night, and she didn’t want to risk catching a cold; the spell kept her warm without worry.

Finally, she tied a hemp rope around her waist, with the other end tied to a tree on the shore, while Gungun was busy hatching eggs, Mu Ying asked the Wolf Pack to keep an eye on the rope to ensure no one untied it.

She walked into the lake while holding the rope, and the water, which should have been icy cold, felt not cold at all—thanks to the endure elements spell.

She walked into the lake until the water reached her waist and then she stopped.

At this depth, she could squat down to get underwater.

It seemed better to practice Underwater Breathing first before Water Walking since having Underwater Breathing as a basis would mean not worrying about drowning if she accidentally fell into the water while practicing Water Walking.

She calmed her mind first, then began to communicate with nature to cast the spell.

A force covered her head, and the spell succeeded.

Mu Ying squatted down and submerged herself fully in the water.

“Cough, cough, cough!”

Soon, she started choking.

The Underwater Breathing spell coated a protective film under the skin of her head, allowing her mouth, ears, eyes, and nose to adapt to the presence of water—she could not only breathe in water but also see, speak, and maintain her hearing.

The first time, the protective film had holes; it hadn’t shielded three critical points at all.

Mu Ying choked on water, coughed, and rubbed her eyes; she looked quite embarrassed.

However, after a short break, she started her second practice.

Her odd behavior naturally attracted a lot of attention.

There were already plenty of players coming to the lake to fetch water or walk in the evening; they all gathered at the shore watching Mu Ying.

“What’s up with the Lord?

Is she learning to swim?”

“That doesn’t look like swimming; it looks more like self-torture.

It hurts just watching!”

“The Lord seems to have a nice figure!”

The person who made this comment was immediately given disdainful looks by others, “Watch it, you could get a three-year penalty for that!”

“I think she’s practicing holding her breath, look, the time she stays underwater is getting longer.”

“The lake water is so cold, we hope the Lord doesn’t freeze.

Should someone remind her?”

“No need, Druids seem to have spells to resist temperatures.

The Lord surely knows what she’s doing.”

…

Mu Ying paid no attention to the onlookers on the shore, fully immersed in adjusting her spell.

With the right practice area, her spell-casting experience accumulated quickly, and the protective film now had no gaps, though the duration of the spell still did not meet the standard.

At her current level, Underwater Breathing should last five hours, yet it barely lasted a minute before dissipating.